(I need to live so here's Beomjun soft hours: Open part 2)
Love;
It won't always be butterflies in your stomach, sunshines and rainbows, sometimes, it brought you storms, it could destroy you in the most beautiful way possible, your heart would ache but the pain would make you feel alive and that would make love more special.
Beomgyu fell in love at the idea of love.
Way too early that his heart crumbled quickly even at the littlest things that he would do for him.
He could push him away and pull him back anyway and anytime he want, Beomgyu wouldn't mind.
For him, love will always be perfect, it would never go wrong, it would always be butterflies, bunnies frolicking at the field, rainbows with a pot of gold at the end and a perfect cup of hot chocolate during a cold winter night.
He was too pure for this world.
Love won't cause you pain, that's what he thought.
Beomgyu was so excited to experience it, not knowing what at stake, clueless at what it could bring.
That it won't always be sunny days, sometimes, it could be lightnings and thunders or worst, it might brought you a whole devastating storm.
Yeonjun.
He was the rainbow.
But he was also the storm.
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People might think that he was way too stupid for running back to Yeonjun's arms.
His friends might hate him for it.
He even hate himself now.
He hate how he feel so happy having Yeonjun's arms encircled around his waits.
He hate how his lips curving into a smile when Yeonjun told him not to doubt his love for him.
He hate how much he loves it.
Beomgyu's trembling hands started to relax, his breathing was back to normal.
Yeonjun made him feel this way and he was also the one who could ease the pain.
Funny.
He was as weak as fuck, he really set himself up this time.
"Gyu, you don't mind if I cling to you like this, right?" Yeonjun asked, his chin resting on Beomgyu's shoulder, his nose nuzzling on the latter's crook.
Weak.
Beomgyu shook his head, finally grasping at what he was supposed to do right now.
Yes, it was hard to move but he didn't mind Yeonjun clinging to him like this, he wanted him close, he wanted him like this.
He wanted him from the very start.
He wanted him even before the sun rise over the horizon, he wanted him more even after the sun finally set on the west.
Beomgyu couldn't fathom how much he love Yeonjun, that despite all the pain he inflicted to him, just days, it didn't took the older boy even a month of suffering, yet here he was,
Enjoying his warmth.
It was seven years.
He gave his seven years to Yeonjun.
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