Lemon Boii // yeongyu

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"I'll take him home instead." Yoshinori said and gave the other members with a bright smile in which they put their trust into. "Alright then, I'm gonna go take this boy. Get home safely, everyone." Jeongin said and grabbed a sobered Haechan, everyone is now going back to thei homes in different routes and directions. Yoshinori then carried Beomgyu on his back as he started to walk back home.

Gladly, the resto-bar is just near so it wouldn't take too much time. But instead of bringing Beomgyu to his house, he took the direction to where his apartment is. A glint of darkness mesmeric in his eyes as he chuckle a little, the streets were quiet since they're now in a village where people are considered asleep by the current time.

'This is easier than I thought.' Yoshinori thought, now nearing to his place. Yes, he have a plan in mind and suddenly, Beomgyu lets out a groan. "Mmng, huh? What's..happening...?" He slurs out uet still not sober, Yoshinori heaves out a sigh of relief before putting the smaller boy down, now both of them are at the hallway entrance of the apartment building. "Hm? Yoshi!" He giggles.

"Yeah, its me. How're you feeling, sunbae?" He asks and placed his palm over the smaller's forehead, Beomgyu nodded his head like a cute puppy, "I'm fine! J-Just dizzy." He giggles out loud and began to sway side to side like how drunk he is right now. Yoshinori chuckles and held his waist to keep him in place. "Dizzy? Really?"

He asks in a husky voice, fingers scraping over Beomgyu's cheeks as he lets out a small hum, now long fingers brush down from his jawline, down to that milky neck. "Gosh, oni-chan sure is lucky to have you." He muttered, clutching onto the other's black necktie of his uniform, "I also wonder..." He paused with a smirk pulling the necktie down as it flies down the ground.

He played with the first button of Beomgyu's polo uniform, his smirk grew more venomous, "What would you look like underneath me."

"Don't even think about it." A voice interrupted the scenario, Yoshinori stopped his actions and turned to the person who is behind Beomgyu, just a few steps away. That familiar face, the one he will never forget, the one thag boils his blood yet tends to calm him till the waves of the ocean drives. "Hm? What are you doing here?"

"And why would Beomgyu be here?" Hyunjin spats, remained calm. "As far as I remember, this isn't his house." He said and examined the apartment building, then gazing through Yoshinori's eyes.

Although, Hyunjin wasn't alone, he was with Jaemin who seemed to be clueless of what's happening. But, he's smart so he will eventually find out. "Isn't this something like kidnapping or am I just overreacting?" Hyunjin asks with a small laugh, crossing his arms over his chest. Yoshinori grits his teeth, it made him mad that whenever he had the chance to mess up with Beomgyu, this Hyunjin appears like a hero.

Yoshinori then pulled out a smile, showing his fake colours, "What is it that you want, Hyunjin sunbae?" He asks, the mentioned boy smiles back and walked towards them, snatching Beomgyu from him. "I believe me and this drunk lad have been friends for so long, so we will take him home instead." He then walked back to where Jaemin is, giving Beomgyu to him as he manhandled the latter.

"And how can I put my trust in you?" Yoshinori chuckles, tilting his chin up a little like a prideful bitch. Hyunjin sighs and looked at Jaemin, "Bring him with you and wait for me at the convenience store." Jaemin nodded and began to walk away with the smaller in his arms. Hyunjin just stood there with his hands inside his pockets, five feet apart from Yoshinori.

"You.." he trails of, examining Yoshinori from head to toe, from every detail of his face, his posture, the way his soft hair dnace with the cold breeze, those eyes. "You never change, huh?"

The younger grits his teeth but remain cool, not wanting to ruin his image, "I don't know what you're saying."

"Oh stop pretending, you're not a paid actor, right?" Hyunjin laughs off sarcastically, he is angry too, but there a spot in his emotions that stayed soft and sad since the very start. "I know you more than anyone in this planet, not even you mom, your close friends, your cats, none but me. You know that." Yoshinori glares at him with his fists balled, his nails almost digging up his skin, "Stop speaking nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Hyunjin repeats and took a stel forward, he wore a very disappointed look on his face while gazing through those glossy orbs. "Was...was playing with me a nonsense now?" He asks with a sad tone, but he has a grin on his lips. Yoshinori's heart seemed to squeeze tightly.

"Do you remember, Nori?" He called him by his nickname, the wind blowing made his face ethereal, now Yoshinori sees him again. But, not as the present Hyunjin, but the younger Hyunjin. So, he listened to the words he'll say for now, "I sat there infront of the piano while pressing on the keys and you stood there at the side, holding a violin ever so close like your feelings depend on it."

"We played every after school at the music room, we sneaked in just to play." Hyunjin reminds, even him has a strong ache coming from his heart, it sounds so painful. "But why must you leave like that? Why did you broke the violin infront of me?"

Yoshinori raised the instrument up high the air and threw it down the wooden floor of the music room, the strings broke, it crashed and shredded like glasses of emotions. Infront of him is the fourteen year old Hyunjin, "Why.."

"Why must you choose something that is against your will?"

Yoshinori held back his tears and wore a cold expression, "I'm sick of playing this bullshit, I don't like playing violin with your piano anymore!" Then he grab ahold of a ball colored in blue and yellow straps, "Instead, I'll just start playing sports. Something much more..."

"Willing." Hyunjin finishes off the story's last word, "How is that willing to you? I knew your mother hated the fact that you're into music. But, how is that willing to you? How is that willing to you?" He shouts with all his pain, Yoshinori was his bestfriend, they both have the same taste and instruments were their type of homework. "You know nothing!" Yoshinori shouts back with a shaky voice.

"I know everything." Hyunjin corrects in which he's not wrong to, "Can't you see what your mother is doing to you? She's trying to change you and that change...!" He paused as he sniffles, Yoshinori was shock to the core to see Hyunjin cry infront of him, he never seen him cry like that ever since that say he broke thekr friendship. "And that change is something you can never hold on to because its not you!"

"Why..why do you care about everyone so much? Aren't you scared that you might get hurt? Not everyone is someone you can trust!" Yoshinori said between his sobs, now bursting into tears, anger, horror, sadness and guilt. Hyunjin smiles and just stood there, "I am scared, I am so scared but its just a part of life. Its true but, its just me, Nori. And because I stayed as myself, I made friends. So, don't change yourself if you don't want to loose anything."

Hyunjin wiped his tears away, "Just like how I lose you, my first friend." He smiles the widest, "I'll be always here, so stop ruining everyone just to cover up your scars. I'm here, if you need a bandage I will be it, because Nori..."

He paused and chuckles, that laugh that Yoshinori was longing for so much, "I will never forget about you." And with that, Hyunjin turned his heels and walked away, out of sight.

Yoshinori just stood there, no more tears falling as he watch the person who he trusted the most and trusted him back, dissapear in sight. 'Change, will I change the way I want, too?'

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Oho so many plotwistss can ya'll take it? Lmaoooo love you allll!!

Would you like to give Yoshinori a second chanceee?? Why? Or why nottt?? UwU