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The two lay on the bed right after their brunch having nothing else to do, like two sackbags thrown to the ground a foot distant from each other but together. The chart schedules for June have been covered. With the assured rush of their upcoming comeback and a promising solo of Yeonjun, the no-schedule-couple of days in the middle seems so precious.
Beomgyu stretched like a cat, “auuhh, I like these days, we have a bbq place booked for us five, at night and that's it the plan for today”.
Yeonjun nodded laying there motionless like a log, “ah ok”.
Beomgyu chuckled. He took out his phone and began to lazyscroll. Don't know how long he spend but his feeds were frequent with their latest stage shows, the glimpse and guesses on Yeonjun's upcoming solo, a huge tonne of praises on the members latest photoshoots and yes his silly boyfriend, being a silly boyfriend and him being a goner looking at him like he is a star. These fan edits are questioning his endurance of shame.
Beomgyu couldn't help put down the phone, rubbing his face to alleviate the blood rush of shame.
He looked sideways at Yeonjun, sure the said guy was overthinking, maybe about them.
Or maybe he is planning something tremendous but difficult to pull off by any common person for his solo or the team.
Beomgyu had a time doubting what was between them, he is no fairytale fan to believe all stars will align and they lived happily ever after in the story. But sure Yeonjun watched disney, he watched avengers harry potter and believed like a true MBTI Feeler, like a true virgo that this is a very possible “forever” -The team and especially them.
He smiled so lightly.
“Hyung, the way you hint your solo in the last stage was so clean, that was smooth , really. Taehyun was fanboying over you ”.
He took his phone back and began to re-watch.
Yeonjun's voice shuffled from a hand length away, “really?”
“Yep, it's going to be great”.
The two lay like a log for a lot more time. The silence was so familiar, a presence of comfort. Beomgyu had a thought and so he thought of searching pinterest for ideas , but even before opening the app, he turned his head in a swift, towards Yeonjun.
“Hyung I have an idea”, Beomgyu's round eyes so pretty with long eyelashes gleaming with something so sweet to ignore.
Yeonjun was teased by Kai even yesterday showing a fanedit of an old clip Yeonjun shot of debut time Beomgyu commenting his eyes so beautiful to the extend he feels like he would get lost in it.Beomgyu was super tired by the early morning practice schedule and a whole school hour waiting ahead, they still had to shoot the windup video.
He had to say something to cheer him and he still remembers once he pulled the camera away towards Soobin, Beomgyu collapsed on the floor and all the glimpses in those smiling eyes faded in a sec.
He was so innocent. Sometimes he questioned himself, did he corrupt him? All he did was to accompany a lonely homesick teenager, lend him a shoulder to relay on in a kindless city and the kid grew really fond of it which isn't Yeonjun's fault, would he still come to him if it wasn't for the training period, would he still chose him if life was different, he shouldn't think that way, rather it's his pure luck.
He knows Beomgyu would say a hundred words to counter him, invalidate his points and say how it's his lucky charm to meet Yeonjun. A charm huh?
He is no longer a round teddy bear anymore, it's a grown adult in his middle of twenties laying beside him. His features sharpened, cheekbones edged more masculine, face more leaning to oval, forehead more defined.
“Hyung hyung I really have an idea”, he shook holding his biceps and Yeonjun almost got a headspin. He chuckled “what babe~”.
Beomgyu lifts himself over his right elbow looking side down at Yeonjun. He lifted his left arm, the moa silver ring shining by the soft golden sunlight looming through the window sil .
“hyung its a promise right, still valid?”
It was Beomgyu's idea that too , to counter the restriction by the company not to wear any official symbol of love to provoke suspicion, to use the same ring they give them to engrave two letters in the inside rim BG &YJ so tiny but there , adorned by the “moment of alwaysness” on the outside. A promise.
And it felt right, because any other ring they wear has implications, of friendship, of work, of brand sponsorships , but MOA , that's a symbol of selfless love a million people around globe to five young adults they knew through screens and music with no obligation but pure choice,
and the five’s commitment to those thousand new faces they meet in fansigns blessings them with kind words, and thousands they haven't met yet but hold lots of love in heart just of gratitude.
Like a guardian angel with them throughout their early years, struggles of late comebacks, complicated award shows, high competition, tight schedules, world tours, jetlags.
There was nothing more pure to behold their promise.
Yeonjun's voice muffled so feather light into the pillow he leaned to meet those sweet sweet eyes, “of course. I can tell that a million times more if you want. I mean it, forever”
Beomgyu's cheek lifted in a smile with a fleeting glimpse of fondness. Then he sat up on his knees. “lets have tattoo together”.
Yeonjun raised his eyebrows at the out of the blue nature of that idea. “o…kay..?”
Beomgyu chuckled, leaning closer, twisting Yeonjun so lightly, laying him on his back and sitting over Yeonjun's stomach, bracketing him. Yeonjun on instinct places both his hands on his knees.
Beomgyu's hands soothing over his biceps. “hyung I was thinking of getting a tattoo of my own and this thought came to me. First of all, do you want it?”
“yes”
Beomgyu stretched a bit sideways to grab a pen from the bedside table, always aware of the tender gaze following his face.
He got a black pen after a few seconds of searching.
He curved down, lifting his shorts up over his right knee and began to draw with focus on his thighs. Yeonjun couldn't see much more than his black hair fallen hiding his focused eyes and the slight movement of the top end of the pen by lifting his head up so leaned back down. After around five minutes , Beomgyu raised his head up combing his black hair back, “done”.
Then he curved down, leaning over his hand placed on the bed beside him, sitting a bit lower caging Yeonjun’s hipbones and using his right hand to draw something on the left side of Yeonjun's waist.
Yeonjun lifted himself over his elbow, much easier now as Beomgyu has sat lower, to look and it was a tiny bar ice cream, a finger length down to his left rib cage tilted outwards. Beomgyu ticked his tongue in annoyance and pushed him down. He waited.
“come up, look”. Beomgyu said, capping the pen. “only if you like it. I just drew for fun and I will snap a shot that's it. No need for a tattoo. Though I'm going to get mine anyways”.
Yeonjun looked up at Beomgyu's. A two inch sized teddy bear standing side profile, with a perfect round head looking slightly up and a tiny chubby belly, his foot and palm are tiny ovals and his hands hips length with arms curled into a fist like a tiny cute kid waiting near a cotton candy vendor, and his head leaning forward stretching his neck a bit . It's too cute.
Then he looked at his , an even tiny ice cream bar with a semi arc top, nice stroke on the lower half and a wooden stick pointing inwards. The teddy wasn't waiting for cotton candy but this.
“I thought of holding a leaf or a kite but for your song let it be an ice cream. Now shall I take a photo?”
Yeonjun looked at the drawing in silence for long. Beomgyu thought to leave him be.
Yeonjun used ice cream to represent him to the world outside, his personality, ice cream like he blabber about Ramen is a single dish but with varied varieties and flavours so versatile and he has a thousand more explanation to why he chose icecream for his solo, and bear is Beomgyu.
The teddy bear is looking so tidy and so happily looking at the treat, pushing his hand back a bit and smiling leaning towards it.
For others his new tattoo will be his conviction in his promo, an ice cream bar on his six pack in the new theme photoshoots , another lore of the idol Choi Yeonjun, but it's a happy treat to his tiny teddy bear.
Its sad the teddy bear is up on his thighs and fans are never going to know about it's existence unless Beomgyu chose to.
Yeonjun ran his fingers over his and then at the teddy bear's small paws. A hand smacked his fingers off. “Don’t, it will smudge”, followed by a few clicks of his camera.
“Gyu-a let's get it done for real. Baby please”
Beomgyu lifted his eyebrows in teasing, “hyung what got to your mind?” those mischief eyes.
Yeonjun raised his hands up, cupped his side of neck, guiding him down and leaning up meeting in midway a chaste kiss. “Let's get it done?”.
Beomgyu smiled into it, “ok”. And guiding him back to the bed, he took a few more close up shots.
They smiled so endearing at eachother. One laying down and one sitting up so into taking the photo from different angles.
While he moves doing so and placing the mobile phone back, the teddy seems lean up licking the bar?
Yeonjun shot his gaze up at Beomgyu, this time no smile but a raised arch eyebrow.
Beomgyu met that look with a questioning face, “What?”
Yeonjun turn his head to a side with a crooked eyebrow as if he is contemplating whether to answer that or not. His eyes studied Beomgyu's face for any teeny glimpse cocky brat attitude, saying so intriguing “nothing~ Maybe I am interpreting things? should stop thinking”.
Beomgyu nodded with a pushed downward bend mouth smug look, followed by twitching his shoulder. “wise choice”.
Yeonjun's cheek rises in an endearing smirk, his eyes gleaming like a wolf under the new moon light. “Get up. To the tattoo parlour”.
Beomgyu laughed, “yes sir”.
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