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What are you waiting for? — Beomgyu [ TXT ]

I keep repeating the same thing over and over in my mind. I like Her, that's all.

Voices and the sound of the television invade my room from the other side of the door.

Outside her laughter fills every corner of the house causing my heart to ache.

It hurt to see her laughing with the boys, it didn't make sense she had always been like that. And if I just liked her why did it bother me so much?

I stirred once again, unable to fall asleep. Her voice sounded loud and high quickening my heart.

I stood up tired of not being able to sleep, I didn't know what to do. Should I join them? What are they doing? I slowly opened the door to look further down the hall. I could see her profile, she was sitting right next to Yeonjun. She was laughing and joking with him as he held her lightly by the shoulders. I felt my soul leaving my body.

I couldn't go on like this, I had to do something.

I had to figure out my feelings.

I left the room ready to go to the kitchen, from there I would have a better view of where she was. I had to keep an eye on her, I couldn't let her be with him.

It's not like Yeonjun hyung was a bad person, but she didn't have to be in his arms. I stared at them as my mind traveled elsewhere. I didn't just like her, she was the person I wanted to be with the most. I wanted her to be mine, I wanted her to just spend time with me.

A hand waved in front of my eyes snapping me out of my trance.

— It's Something wrong Gyu?.— And there she was, as beautiful as ever, I blushed as I shook my head slightly.—Are you sure?

She tilted her head a little bit trying to look me in the eyes. I nodded running away from her gaze.

I stood up and tried to move away from her, but she was quicker and grabbed my hand.

—Why are you running away from me? Lately you don't spend time with me and you always run away from me. I don't understand what's going on... Did I do something to upset you?— Her voice was a whisper, one full of feelings that attacked my heart, I couldn't leave her there. I couldn't leave and run away from her again.

I turned and looked her straight in the eyes, I didn't know how to do it. Did I say it all at once? Did I just say it? Nerves were beginning to flood my being. I couldn't do it, I couldn't.

I tried to turn around again but her words left me frozen.

—Is it 'cause you've realized that I like you? Is that why you're running away from me? I know we are friends, but I couldn't control my feelings, I'm really sorry if that causes you problems—. Her voice was getting lower and lower as she spoke, it became a whisper. She was going to cry.

My movements were fast, I brought her to me in an embrace, I leaned my head against hers while I gave small caresses to her hair. I was an asshole, she liked me, she liked me. God how could I not have noticed.

—Did you really like me?—. A silly question, but I wanted to confirm it, I wanted to hear it one more time.

—Don't make me repeat it Beomgyu—. I pulled her a little away from me to see her face, she was red as a little tomato and she was trying to hide her eyes from me. I laughed, she was so cute.

—I like you too, I like you a lot, but I couldn't decipher my feelings, I was confused and I moved away from you. I had no idea that you felt the same way I did.—

—Then what are you waiting for?—. I looked at her without understanding, she laughed while her cheeks filled with a crimson pink, she had blushed. I was about to tell her how cute she was when she caught my lips in a kiss, it had to be hard for her, she was on her tiptoes, with her arms around my neck. But to me it was the most tender act in the world. She really was the person I wanted by my side.

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we тaĸe ιт ғroм нere;

The door burst open giving way to the rushing sounds caused by the boys entering the room. I took a seat on the bed and they were all there.

Taehyun was the first to speak.

—They've found them. They've been put to safety.— He paused unnecessarily, should I celebrate? You were safe now.

—Yeonjun was not with them.— Soobin's words broke my heart again.

•×•

I woke up, not sure what was going on, without moving I managed to look around, the building collapsed on top of us. Could we die here, would they find us?

I have no idea how much time has passed or if they are even looking for us. I try to stand up. But a great pain in my left shoulder stops me.

It hurts a lot.

I don't remember where I am in the building and it's killing me that I left those girls alone and now we are in this situation. I try again, this time slower. Pain travels up and down my back but this time I don't stop.

I glance around again and remember that it was just that that got me into this mess.

A column. A column was what kept me from being crushed to death. I see no way out, everything is collapsed, I'm trapped.

I need to get out, I need to get out of here, I need you.

I move around the place looking for a way out. There must be a way, there must be a way out.

Please wait, I'm on my way to you.

•×•

We left the apartment immersed in a silence that was not normal for us. Especially the guys.

We were all willing to check on our own if it was true that you were not among those who were rescued.

Because if it was true, if you were not there, where were you? Where did you go?

I needed to convince the rescuers to look some more.

Please hang in there!

The rescue teams are already leaving the site by the time we arrive. It's over for them. They found most of the victims, that's all that matters to them.

For them the testimonies of these girls who claim that you saved them were not enough. I see them crying, I see them begging you to continue the search. They cry for you, they are worried about you. And that's enough for me to take their word for it.

But they don't really care.

They insist, they claim that you are there, they claim that it was you who saved their lives.

Where are you Choi Yeonjun?

I don't want to give you up for lost. I don't want to think that I have lost you. I don't want to get the idea that I lost you.

If they don't look for you, I will. I'm going to get you out of there.

I made sure that no one was watching me, that everyone was distracted so I could sneak through the concrete debris. Not far from where I was entering, the television stations were interviewing the rescued women.

A group of trainees and stylists from the agency.

They asked them the same questions, made them repeat their story over and over again. But they still didn't believe a word of it.

But I do, I really believe them.

My heart knows they are not lying. Whatever happens I will rescue you.

"He was there, I can swear it. He was the one who saved our lives".

"He saved us, he was willing to give his life for ours."

"I owe him my life, that's why I refuse to end the search. He is out there somewhere."

Once upstairs I heard my name being called. I didn't turn around though. Nothing would stop me. I would get to you.

But Kai's screams were getting louder and louder. Which would draw attention. I had to be quick, I had to keep them from reaching me.

—Noona what are you doing? Noona you're going to hurt yourself!— Seeing that I wasn't going to stop Heuning carefully climbed up after me. All the while wailing.—My hyungs are going to be upset.—

—Noona is going to get hurt, but she doesn't care.—

—Soobin Hyung is going to lose his mind when he notices Noona is gone.— Lost in his words we made it to the top of that huge concrete mountain, there were so many places to start looking.

You could be anywhere. They swear you helped them so we have to find you.

We can't give up.

We split up and started moving and searching through the rocks. We will find you, don't worry.

After about 20 minutes a distant scream caught my attention.

They were calling me, was it you? I stood still with the intention of listening clearly. But it wasn't you and it wasn't just me they were looking for.

The boys had already noticed our absence.

I tried to ignore them, tried to silence them in my mind. But I found it impossible the boys were insistent and I knew Kai wouldn't ignore them.

—Min where are you?—

—Heuningkai where did you go?—

—Hyuka!!!—

—Min!!!—

I still continued my search. If the rescuers quit, we wouldn't. At least I haven't

—Huyng!!! Hyung!!!—

—Heuning damn it! What are you doing up there?—Beomgyu's shout echoed through the place.

—I went up following Noona.—

—What?!!! MIN IS UP THERE?!!!—The unmistakable voice of Soobin reached my ears. After his shout all was silence again.

I continued my search, the concrete pieces were heavy, too heavy to tell the truth. But it didn't matter because I just wanted to get to your side.

I felt in my heart something that told me we were close. We were close to you. I leaned down again to move another rock when something abruptly brought me back to my full height.

—Are you crazy? What do you think you can do up here alone? You're only going to hurt yourself!—he was clearly angry and about to lose his mind.

•×•

I was worried about you, how ironic isn't it? I'm the one at risk of being buried to death, but I still can't be selfish, I can't think only of myself. Every minute here I was flooded with worry about how you were doing.

The more time passed, the more it became a torture to keep my eyes open for long periods of time. I was resigned to the fact that I would never get out of here.

Time seemed to move so slowly that it made me think about the probability that maybe I was already dead, but it was not possible, how did I know?

Because of the pain. I once heard that it was pain that made us human or something like that. Because of that and the immense pain that spread through my body I knew I was still alive.

But what I wasn't sure yet was if I would still be alive to remind you how much I love you.

What did we do to deserve this, is it some kind of lesson to make you value what you have and those who are with you, is it some kind of punishment? Thousands of questions come to me in the moment, but so does your image.

Your smile.

It was your smile that made me fix my eyes on you, did I ever tell you that?

Your smile was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and of course it still is. That was the first time I saw you.

It was right after our debut.

Soobin was very tired and looked sick, but he wouldn't admit it. One day just like that you appeared in our practice room, carrying some lunch boxes with you.

Beomgyu immediately stood up to help you and Soobin pulled you to him in a tight embrace. His face and yours glowed with happiness as you were in each other's arms.    And something stirred inside me.

It turned out that you brought some snacks for everyone, soobin bragged that you were the best cook. I can't deny it, your food was delicious.

Remembering that day I had an immense craving for that rich food that was your favorite, something typical of your city. Some time later it became mine too.

  •×•

One by one each of the boys came up behind us.

Soobin was still upset, but I knew he would help us, he would support us. We would find you, we would.

We basically split into groups so we could move the rocks. About 20 minutes passed and there was definitely no trace of you.

Come on Jun, you can't do this to us.

Time went by and little by little more people joined our search. The girls you rescued, agency staff. Even MOA was coming from different parts of the city to help us find you, we all wanted you back.

The authorities were completely opposed to what we were doing, because there was a possibility that someone would suffer some kind of injury. But we didn't care.

More MOA's slowly arrived to help. Girls who had taken a train, or taken a plane ride to help find their idol. I would love for you to see the love everyone is showing you right now.

Why wouldn't we let you, wouldn't we.

The newsreels were all about filming us. They were broadcasting us for hours, broadcasting as much as they could of our search work.

In the headline you could clearly read ;

THEY ARE THOSE WHO STILL HAVE HOPE

And boy, did we have hope.

No one was giving up. We are fighting for you. Hours went by, endless hours in the sun. And now I was really losing hope. We had moved tons of debris and nothing to show for it.

Should we resign ourselves?

I took a moment. A moment to admire all these people who took the risk of joining our search. What will happen will happen. Whether we found you or not, I was going to be eternally grateful for it. Maybe it was time to take a break. Or maybe it was time to give up and stop.

The sun was killing me.

The heat was intense and the glint of something was burning in my eyes. I covered them for a moment, it was bugging me.

Where was it coming from?

I slowly withdrew my hand and looked around for it. I couldn't believe it. It had to be. It had to be. It was your watch.

Your watch was barely peeking through the rubble.

—It's here, it's here."—

•×•

The more time passed the stronger the pressure I felt.

My heart ached so much, I ached so much from how much I missed you and the fear I felt about leaving you alone. I was desperate to get out. To come back to you.

My body slowly stopped responding, maybe because I was tired. Maybe because of the hunger I felt or maybe because of how damaged and hurt it was.

And just now that he was so close to freedom. It was a matter of minutes, a matter of moving a few more rocks. But it was impossible, I reached my limit. I saw the light, I saw the light of my freedom but everything went black.

I wish I could turn back time and not fight with you. Or failing that take Soobin's advice and stay with you the whole day.

•×•

Taehyun ran beside me as soon as he heard my screams.

We had finally found you!

In a matter of seconds there were dozens of hands moving and throwing the rocks in the area where you were. All treading cautiously but in a hurry to get you out of there as soon as possible.

I'm not going to lie to you. I was praying to God that you would be okay, that he wouldn't take you away from me. When we finally managed to get you out of that place, the paramedics snatched you from our arms.

They did not allow us to see you, they immediately transferred you to the nearest hospital, they had to make sure you were okay, that you were not hurt in any way.

I don't know how long we spent in the waiting room of that hospital, they didn't allow us to see you, they didn't want to give us any report.

We didn't know anything.

Was it so serious?

Doctors came in and out of your room non-stop, but they kept ignoring our pleas for information, it got to the point where they forbade the nurses to come near us.

And just like that, one day when we were still waiting for some details about your health condition, this girl came up to us.

It was a nurse, she asked me to accompany her, without hesitation I went after her.

She would take me to you.

You had woken up, after a week, you had woken up and the first thing you did was to ask for me.

•×•

I woke up once again.

I was alone and without further ado I began to remember everything I had experienced being trapped in the building.

A nurse came into the room, not once did she look at me.

—Park Min, I need to see Park Min.— The nurse left the room without giving me a word or even a small glance. Time marched on, but nothing was happening.

Or so I thought, because within seconds after my thought the door to the room opened again.

But this time it showed me someone totally different. This time it was your beautiful eyes peering out from the other side of that door.

You crept in. Neither of us uttered a word. Then you threw yourself weakly onto the gurney crying and with what little strength I had I clung to you even tighter.

I was afraid that we would be separated again. And now we would not be able to find our way back like this time.

—All the time I was so worried about you.—

—Why? It was you who was stuck in that place, you should have left that for us. I was so scared I'd never see you again, that we'd get separated like that after that stupid fight.—

—I was worried about getting to leave you alone, I knew you'd be scared and I was so mad at me for turning down that dinner the other night.—

—That's in the past, let's try to forget about it. We're here together now.—

—Please never forget how much I love you.—

ʜᴇ's sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴘᴏᴏᴘᴇʀ — вeoмgyυ & ѕooвιn | тхт |

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ;; ᴘᴏʟʏᴀᴍᴏʀᴏᴜs ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ.

ʙᴇᴏᴍɢʏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴏʙɪɴ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ɢɪʀʟ.

I ran laughing from the kitchen to the bedroom, Beomgyu chasing me with the threat of tickling me.

—Please, please stop!—. I was gasping for air, both from physical exertion and laughter. Gyu had a mocking look on his face, his intention was clear. To get to the room and start a different game.

— Baby, you're not going to save yourself this time.—

He increased his pace towards me, I had no escape. I let out a laugh when I saw him pounce and felt him pin me against the wall. I turned around in his arms and smiled tenderly at him, when he was looking for what he wanted he could act very playful. He responded to my smile with a kiss.

He pulled away a little to attack my lips more deeply. His hands traveled straight to my waist, right to the hem of my blouse. The temperature was getting hotter and hotter.

A knock in the living room caused us to break apart abruptly, the jingle of keys and the sound of plastic bags began to fill the emptiness of the flat.

—You'd better stop right now and come and eat, I don't want any trouble today, it was a good day.— Soobin's voice came from across the long hallway. Beomgyu didn't move at all and started leaving little kisses on my neck.

— Yah, Choi Beomgyu I don't want to go after you, leave my girl now!—.

The second guy was standing at the end of the hallway with both hands on his hips, staring at Gyu's back, not willing to leave us alone for another second. I laughed as I slipped out of Beomgyu's arms to walk over and plant a small kiss on Soobin's lips.

—Sourpuss, he's such a party pooper. Why did he have to arrive just now?—. Beomgyu's complaints continued to be heard as we shared the table.

Honey, Happy new year - Choi Yeonjun

I needed a break after all the hustle and bustle, all the hugging and screaming. I slowly walked out onto the balcony of the place, hugged myself, gently rubbing my arms.

It felt a little chilly outside and I had left my coat on my seat.

I walked up to the railing watching the beautiful fireworks that adorned the sky, wow. What a beautiful sight, what a beautiful way to start a new year, I took a quick glance inside the room, the guys were still giving each other hugs, a few handshakes accompanied by promises and proposals. I was happy to be here with them, to have them in my life and to be able to spend this beautiful moment together.

I was in awe, the way the lights in the sky illuminated the Eiffel Tower, the people in the street hugging each other, the voices of the boys in the background, I could only wonder what I had done to deserve to live this moment.

A warmth surrounded me from behind, as I turned my face a little I could see Yeonjun's beautiful smile as he wrapped his jacket around me.

—Hi.— He leaned a little on me to kiss my temple.—I lost you with the boy's commotion.— He looked at me from the side.

—I'm sorry, I felt a little suffocated.— I saw him deny softly.

—You don't have to apologize. — He shrugged.— What a beautiful view.—I watched him as he admired the scenery, an immense peace filled my being, and the words left my mouth.

—I want to thank you for being by my side, for making me happy.—He turned to look at me, his face seemed expressionless, but his eyes showed many meanings.

—You know, I want to give you all my love, I want to give you my heart so that you will always be by my side .— He turned me gently so that we were face to face .—If we get tired of this world, if they oppose us... I promise you, we will always stay together.— He smiled reassuringly, that was one of my biggest worries and he was making a promise right now.

I knew that with him I could say everything that was on my mind, I could bring out everything I had in my being, so I was not afraid.

—I pray to heaven and fate that you are the one for me—. he smiled again, stroking one of my cheeks.

—I would be so happy if you were my last destiny, I want to be forever with you,—. He moved a little closer to me.— Happy new year, honey—. He whispered against my lips before pressing his lips together creating a sweet kiss.

A bright light and the sound of a camera made me turn away from him to find Beomgyu holding a Polaroid and the boys smiling at me behind him. I wouldn't change anything about this moment, I wouldn't change having them in my life, nor would I change loving Yeonjun the way I did.

hueka subxsub

"fuck-! s-so tight hnng!" dropping his head to whine into your shoulder, not trying to keep his voice down as he voices and rambles on about how good you feel around him. he feels as if he's about to cum so hard he would pass out - given how tight you were clenching around him. you weren't holding up any better than him, gripping onto his biceps to stable yourself as he sends you reeling further into the headboard with every thrust, occasionally clawing and pushing at his chest as if he would slow down. your eyes roll into the back of your head, body quaking from the overstimulation as you beg hueka to slow, voice coming out as nothing but a muffle of moans and squeaks. he apologises repeatedly, saying sorry-! cant h-help it... so good, so good..., too dumbed out of his mind to comprehend anything else. trying to squirm away from him is useless, given his huge build and size, it's inevitable that he'll be holding you down even if he doesn't mean it. the room is filled with the lewd squelching sound of your pussy - filled with hueka's cum and yours, already dripping everywhere and staining the sheets - along side with the both of your moans and whines, so shamelessly loud it sounds cute~~

「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

✘ — GENRE. uni!au, childhood frenemies to lovers, fluff, angst, slice of life(?) FEATURING. the rest of txt, a few ocs, en- heeseung, lesserafim yunjin, piwon keeho, and more 01 liners to come. WARNING! irregular updates, mature use of language + jokes, themes of toxic pasts, broken friendships & families, tba further chapter. EST: DEC 08, 2022.

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⁰⁰ . . . OPENING SEQUENCE

⁰¹ . . . YOUR PLACE IS BURNING

⁰² . . . YOUR PLACE IS STUCK

⁰³ . . . THE FOUR PROPELLER KNOTS

⁰⁴ . . . YOUR PLACE IS LOST

⁰⁵ . . . THE ONLY EXCEPTION

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「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

profiles. misses, misters, misfits

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

@/why_en -> y/n l/n. second year. our poor main lead. part-time cashier, full-time waitress. hates biology. easily drummer ace. likes to throw her anger out on it (stabbed a batter head once, not sure if it was by accident though). used to dream of starting a band with her childhood friends, until well— you know.

@/ky01 -> yoon keeho. second year. instantly clicked with y/n over the bond of their wrath towards their 8th grade science teacher. both got caught shit-talking by said teacher himself and were sent to detention. together though! #preparefortrouble #andmakeitdouble

@/ofthesea -> soo mari. second year. consider her the raven of your teen titans! lead captain of the swimming team. struggled making friends before she met y/n and beomgyu in 7th grade. has known y/n the longest, took beomgyu’s place ever since he left (not really, but you know.)

@/jenaissante -> huh yunjin. second year. met y/n through their middle school’s theatre program! she was a transfer student from america when she had just joined, but y/n was quick to welcome her with open arms— as yunjin was quick to love her just as much.

@/leeseung -> lee heeseung. second year. the therapist he never signed up to be. actually met y/n through beomgyu in 10th grade when the two boys were walking out of guitar class. had quite the infatuation for her ever since, but has no plan on telling her of it. (major loser behavior but okay)

@/why_me -> y/n l/n. but private. still our poor… poor main lead. where she usually tweets old media of her and beomgyu. if not media then memories. if not memories then crying emojis. and if not that, then random videos of her breaking the drums.

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❝ WHAT IF TXT HAD BEREAL? ❞ in which txt shares a glimpse of their daily lives. in the given span of 2 minutes. - 【 TWO. THREE. 】

A/N … pls ignore the usernames i ran out of ideas i am SO sorry 💀 but this was so fun to make! might do some more in the near future :]

THEYNCHAPTER: STAR ✵ THE MASTERLIST.

SHORT SMAU ༄ what if txt had bereal? » in which txt shares a glimpse of their daily lives. in the given span of 2 minutes. » two. three.

🔒 CHARACTER LOCKED!

DRABBLE ༄ jack frost nipping at your nose » “it shouldn't be jack frost nipping at your nose. it should be me.” … “your boyfriend. me.”

SMAU SERIES ༄ your place is empty » there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

WRITTEN FIC ༄ the world ends in eight days » the world is ending against taehyun’s will and the poor boy doesn’t know how to stop it - especially when you somehow always manage to be in his way… no matter the timeline.

DRABBLE ༄ but the clouds are moving » you wanted to worry about missing anything but the slim chances of first love, even when yours has been— quite literally— standing before you your entire life.

❝ BUT THE CLOUDS ARE MOVING ❞ childhood friend!kai kamal huening.

“i’ve always liked you, you know? love, even.”

you’ve widened your eyes at the boy’s sudden confession, now afraid to peel them away from the sky dancing above you.

you’re afraid you might miss the rearrangement of the clouds that were always unnoticeable, even if it were just a mere second away. or maybe the bold change of colors in the sky that, were too, unnoticeable. you wanted to worry about missing anything but the slim chances of first love, even when yours has been— quite literally— standing before you your entire life.

you seem not to notice a lot of things.

laying down on the picnic blanket, you plan to close your eyes and pretend you've drifted off to sleep until you actually do, except in the far corner of your eye was a poor hueningkai staring back at you expectantly. “y/n?”

“he- hey! look at the clouds,” you managed to utter out, breath unsteady, “would you look at that. you like the color, don't you?”

“y/n,”

“huening,” you whined back in mimicry of his desperate tone. “but the clouds are moving. look at them. they-”

“y/n.” having had enough, hueningkai propped himself on his elbow to tilt your face upwards, blocking your view from the sky with his own face and brown tufts that slightly tickled your forehead. the tips of your noses brushed and you swore that if you two weren’t so close face-to-face then he would’ve easily made fun of how deepening red your cheeks were. “i like the color, but i don't love it.”

“but... but the clouds... they're...” you sighed in defeat, and the both of you knew that it wasn’t about the clouds anymore. “i'm... i'm… moving.”

kai smiled. “yeah, i know.” and swiftly, he's planted a kiss on your forehead before laying back down with a content shrug. “i'll wait.”

you’ve widened your eyes once again as you drummed your fingers onto the very spot that his lips have dared to touch. hueningkai chuckled at your expression and finally spared a glance at the sky. the clouds were moving. like a flock of sheep chasing in thrilled desperation for a place to call home. guided by its most beautiful imperfection of waves in slate blue, the flock was split into an endless count of row after row after row… were the clouds pink? they seem to have a peach hue kissed by the sun, almost. but you were right, he could get used to a color like this.

“you know i always will.” he murmured, slipping his hand into yours as a fit that was meant to be. your fingers intertwined and you unknowingly tightened your grip onto his.

yeah, you know.

「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

profiles. good boys gone bad 😈

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

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@/ch01 -> choi beomgyu. second year. our other poor main lead. poorly quick-witted. has a youtube channel by the name of cbg203. 1/4 of the band him and y/n kicked off to start in early childhood (formal bassist). of all boys in the world… it’s him. it’s still him.

@/yawnzzn -> choi yeonjun. third year. somehow gets a new job every other week. met beomgyu around 9th grade one day during lunch break. was the one who invited beomgyu to join the group during lunch break. and by invited, he threatened.

@/soobhour -> choi soobin. third year. ran into beomgyu in 7th grade underneath the bleachers while trying to avoid a game of dodgeball. never leaves the dorms. only really cares about anime and his pet hedgehog. oh, and the fact that he still needs physical education credits in order to complete his degree.

@/tynu -> kang taehyun. first year. beomgyu’s co-lyricist (and consultant!) met beomgyu in 7th grade writing club when they were assigned to read each other’s papers- that both happened to be rough drafts of song lyrics. acquainted with y/n as well, working the same hours as her @ HYBE diner. probably the closest to normal here.

@/hyuka -> kai kamal huening. first year. moved to seoul first year of high school, quickly welcomed by the group the minute he stepped foot (quite literally. they ran into him. the minute he stepped foot). never has the right timing. never knows what’s going on either. he doesn’t even know who y/n is.

@/namunamu -> choi beomgyu. but private. both display and user names originate from his favorite childhood nickname (in courtesy of y/n, of course). only there to 1. complain about his “girlfriend”, 2. complain about his best friends, 3. complain about y/n, and 4. tweet cryptic song lyrics.

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❝ JACK FROST NIPPING AT YOUR NOSE ❞ boyfriend!choi yeonjun.

A/N … special dt @tatanbin here bc u read this piece the first time it was posted as a wip and left extremely generous feedback 😭 and i am forever grateful <3

you and your boyfriend were walking down the street one winter evening when you felt a sudden chill brush past your face.

you quivered as you shook your head from the unanticipated breeze. “god it’s cold. i feel jack frost nipping at my nose.”

“um, no.” yeonjun puffs a heavy breath out of his mouth, the winter fog making an icy cloud out of his demeanor. “i find that phrase quite offensive, actually.”

you laugh a little. “and why is that?”

“it shouldn't be jack frost nipping at your nose. it should be me.” yeonjun emits a low growl comically similar to a guard dog, pretending to bite at your face just a few centimeters away. “your boyfriend. me.”

you laugh even harder, and that made your boyfriend frown even more.

“what’s so funny?”

“christ, jjunie,” you sigh delightedly as you rub a hand through your face in bare attempt to keep it warm. “it's just an expression.”

“an offensive one.”

“jack frost isn't even real.”

“how do you know?” the silver-haired challenges, eyebrows raised in triumph. “why do you think we have winter here?”

“uh, the tilt of the earth's axis?”

“wow.” yeonjun clicked his tongue as he shook his head in a teasingly solemn manner. “now you're just pushing it.”

neither of you happen to realize you've already stopped walking until you hear the wicked giggles of three children, hiding behind the bench that was barely a few feet away. lost, you tilt your head to the side as their's tilted up in salute to what was above waiting for you both. oh.

oh.

a pair of evergreen leaves aligned by a small cluster of three red berries. what perfect timing.

the man beside you let out what was nearly an inaudible gasp before snickering and looking away. after a minute of shared laughter, he then diverted his attention to the kids to stick out his tongue at them playfully.

“run along now children, things like these are a bit too graphic for your age!” and then it was your turn to gasp as you pushed your boyfriend out of reach.

yeonjun laughed pridefully before grabbing ahold of your waist and pulling you close. his wide grin soon tamed into a smaller tight-lipped smile but that made no utter difference to the amount of love his eyes had it in for you. his forehead pressed against yours once he leaned overwhelmingly near, eyes fluttered shut and that was your cue to do so as well—

“OW!” you yelp, grabbing your now reddening nose. “yeonjun, what the hell!”

“oops.” your boyfriend now wore that shit-eating smirk of an accomplishment (the one you want to punch off his face really bad), leaned against the outer brick wall as he mindlessly picks at his nails. he then chuckles at your bewildered state before pecking the tip of your nose in the form of an unspoken apology.

“i didn’t bite too hard, did i, snowflake?”

「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

profiles. supporting characters

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

AUTHOR’S NOTE finally back home and the first chapter is currently getting beta read RN so hopefully that one will be out asap!!! ty guys for being so patient with me <3

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@/k_jungsu -> kim jungsu. a childhood friend of y/n and beomgyu’s. first-rate pianist + keyboardist (with a youtube career on the side). 1/4 of the broken band.

@/kimjeong -> kim minjeong. beomgyu’s older cousin (by like 2 months) and y/n’s other childhood best friend. ex-lead guitarist now soloist. another 1/4 of the broken band.

@/maknaeontop -> yang jeongin. the net’s rising star model. beomgyu’s childhood neighbor and y/n’s childhood wonder boy. but beomgyu doesn’t like him, for some reason.

@/GOLD_BLOODED -> zhong chenle. rich kid producer. ceo of zc entertainment. literally has no idea what he’s doing with his job. literally only became ceo just to kick sm in the ass

@/a_sarang -> hwang asa. beomgyu’s girlfriend… allegedly. actually knew beomgyu and y/n since middle school, but has only started seeing beomgyu just this year.

@/xX_BeomynFtw_Xx -> the godforsaken shared twitter account. created in 7th grade not long after y/n and beomgyu have newly discovered twitter. y/n didn’t have the heart to delete it, so she just put the account on private.

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❝ WHAT IF TXT HAD BEREAL? ❞ - 【 ONE. THREE. 】

A/N … (repost!!!) thank u guys for all the love, here’s that part 2 long overdue <3

「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

prologue. opening sequence // 340 WORDS

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

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YOU LIKE TO THINK THAT EVERYONE’S JUST A SCRAPBOOK OF ALL THE PEOPLE THEY’VE EVER LOVED.

You know, like your outspoken intellect from the countless of times Keeho has pushed you to think out loud. Or maybe those laughing habits you’ve picked up from Yunjin where you’d wheeze quietly as you throw your head far back in a reckless bliss. Or a thinking as wishful as Heeseung’s: that there’s always someone out there who feels like you do. And, with no doubt, how Mari helped you realize how deserving you are of such a love that never makes you belittle your own worth. It embraces you.

Yeah, they’re all the people you need.

Yet still, you find yourself clinging onto that old teddy bear— the one that’s supposed to magnetically connect to its other half, the one that’s supposed to complete half the heart that reads: ‘Best Frie’ (well, if it still can). You once saw an old friend of yours tie his shoelace into four propeller knots and thought it was the stupidest thing ever until you found yourself tying it that way too. You stopped potting real flowers the moment the boy you once thought was yours started making paper ones for you, in dreaming fulfillment that they’d last forever. And everytime you write, you subconsciously tap your index finger on the edge of a pencil to relax your grip, even if you don’t have that someone to remind you to do so anymore. You find yourself clinging onto the people who come and go.

Choi Beomgyu is definitely one of the many people.

You’ll find him in many things. A few memorized guitar chords. Random facts about the moon. Borrowed sweater vests. Dark humor. Your favorite places to go. And so on.

You hate it.

You can’t recall the last time you’ve found something solely based upon your own pique of interest. If you were to find it, then you’ll find him there too.

No wonder why it hurts when people leave.

Choi Beomgyu ripped a page out of you.

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❝ WHAT IF TXT HAD BEREAL? ❞ - 【 ONE. TWO. 】

「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

one. your place is burning

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

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「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

two. your place is stuck

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

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WARNING! mentions of choking (but no one here is choking i promise.)

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「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

three. the four propeller knots // 2K WORDS

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

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WARNING! Beomgyu is mean 🙁, idioms(?) of death & violence, reader gets a little anxious, reader gets injured

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BEOMGYU DID NOT NEED YOUR HELP.

Well, he did not.

Not until he got his list of four suspects from you. (He’s gonna pretend that he got it himself.)

And funny enough (for karma to laugh at), Beomgyu’s four leading defendants are his old childhood friends.

Slamming the car door shut with one hand behind his trail, Beomgyu stared up at the two-story residence with no hint of a surprise.

“He still lives with his parents…” He muttered incredulously. “Typical.”

The house was just as he remembered it. Not too grand, not too simple either. A house of two floors layered by the uneven surface of three rooftops at minimum. The plants surrounding it seem to be still taken care of in the good hands of the mother, he presumes. It was like any other house you’d find in the suburban areas of Seoul: a well-shaped and modern clay roof that’s bound to keep you safe from having either too much pour or too much heat. A place of balance.

That feeling alone made Beomgyu want to throw up all over.

Kim Jungsu. 

Former pianist and keyboardist of your childhood band. Arguably main vocalist. Sometimes said the most questionable things with no anticipation from anyone. Also ate his Kit Kat bars very weird. Overall, highly attentive and caring. But—

“The hell are you doing here?”

Beomgyu’s eyes rolled to the back of his head.

Slowly but surely, he aligns his gaze from the front of the door onto you, straining the smile on his face, narrowing his eyes. “What do you think I’m doing?”

You scoff as you shuffled your way past his frame to ring the doorbell yourself. “Figuring out the password is not your job to do, it’s mine.”

“I’m not here to figure out the password,” Beomgyu huffed, scanning around cautiously as he minimized the volume of his voice. “I’m here to figure out the suspect.” 

“Suspect?” Your eyebrows raise– astonished– before breathing out a satirical laugh at his diehard commitment to absolutely nothing. “Oh please! Tell me more, Scooby Doo!”

The man glared at you, already sick of standing in the midst of presence. He sighed, continuing anyway, “When it was obvious that we had to call the band off, Jungsu still wanted the four of us to stay together.” Beomgyu sealed the top of his lips with his tongue, thinking deeply. “He was strong. Persistent. He didn’t care whatever happened between the two of us, he just needed a band to play with in order to keep on performing. To stay professional.” He air-quotes before looking back over to you.

“Haven’t you ever considered that your old friends would stab you behind your back with the advantage of having something that’s yours?”

“No,” You mutter, “Not until I met you, I guess.”

Beomgyu groaned. Of course you wouldn’t listen. “This isn’t about me.”

“Oh! Then tell me what is it about, Beomgyu?” You sneered, your finger having a mind of its own as it effortlessly finds its way back to the doorbell once again. You just wanted to talk with Jungsu, you just wanted to get everything over with. “Because even if I don’t talk to my old friends anymore, even if I may not know them as well—” Your lungs were closing in, and your breath was only racing in desperation to get out. “They would have never left me for dead.” Your eyes were burning, and if tears were an option to water the flames down, then they would have been just as perfect to take siege now. But you couldn't let them. Not in front of Beomgyu. Not like this. “Not Jungsu. Not anyone. Not ever.”

A sudden creak from the front door startled you both.

“Hey, you’re gonna break my doorbell, man!”

Now awake, you peer over to see that the tip of your finger was, in fact, crushed against the front doorbell. You blinked, breath unsteady, and you finally pulled your shaking hand back to the surface of your chest. You glance up at Beomgyu to see him staring back at you with an expression so unfamiliar; his eyes could only stare in immobile stupor, and his mouth was slightly agape, words anticipating to break out— yet what only came was a breath of silence that lingered you both. Not long after the unsettling minute, you and Beomgyu look over to see none other than the house owner himself.

“No way…” And there he was. Kim Jungsu, who stood ice-still at the doorway as he gawked at the sight of you both standing next to each other after God-knows-how-long. “Choi Beomgyu and Y/N L/N… Noooo fucking way!” The man suddenly gasps in excitement, striking the edge of his door.

“Are we getting the band back together?!”

You and Beomgyu said no right away. 

After Jungsu led the both of you to the comforts of his living room, he slumped back on the couch, frowning defeatedly. “I knew it was too good to be true. So then, what are you here for?” He patted down the space next to him as an offer for you both to sit as well. While you were quick to comply, Beomgyu stood perfectly still in his place, leaning against the door frame of the entrance.

“We’re just here to ask you a few questions.” He starts off, but you were quick to jump in with an annoyed huff.

“No, we’re not. Jungsu, do you happen to remember the password of Beomgyu and I’s old twitter account?” 

The man in question scrunched his nose at your inquiry. “Twitter account? What twitter account?”

You blink, stunned. “The… one that Beomgyu and I made back in middle school. We would always post there together. I gave… I gave you the password. Did I?”

It was then that Jungsu’s eyes would widen in familiarity, laughing right away. “Oh, that one! I remember! Beomgyu would always tweet cryptic Paramore lyrics.” He fondly chuckles at the small memory, having Beomgyu turn around to roll his eyes. 

You tried your best to suppress a grin, knowing just exactly what your friend was talking about. How could you forget about Paramore? It was the first band Beomgyu's ever introduced you to as kids. After greeting his parents one day when you came over to hang out, you heard him blasting “The Only Exception” from the echoes of his corridors. And when you entered his room, he annoyed you to the brim until you took a photo of the song playing on his laptop because he knew that if he loved it, then so would you. You hated how right he was. “Yeah, we were just wondering if–”

“If you were the one who posted that photo the other day.” Beomgyu steps in, now standing at the other side of the man. His head craned down indignantly, and his eyes were keen sharp.

You frown at the sight, protectively leaning over Jungsu’s side to glare back at the latter. “Beomgyu.” You warn.

Jungsu could only glance between the two of you before raising an eyebrow cluelessly. “Photo? What photo?”

You both avert your gazes to the poor man stuck in the middle. Beomgyu blinked, shaking his head in disbelief.

“You really… don’t know anything?” “Jesus no, I don’t even know the password.” Jungsu chuckles to himself. “How am I supposed to remember the password if I can’t even remember the name of the account itself? You guys used a shit ton of letters.”

Beomgyu fell dead-silent, and you think that humbled him quickly. You fought the urge to laugh, then diverting your attention back to your friend. “Thank you, Jungsu.” That was all the talk you needed. Getting ready to leave, you reach for your bag and keys as you stand up, offering Jungsu a hug.

The male frowned, refusing to move from his seat. “Leaving already? Did you guys eat?”

“I already did– don’t know about him, though.” You glare at Beomgyu, who’s already made way towards the front door. You look back at Jungsu with a smile as grateful as it can be. “Oh Jungsu, you haven’t changed a bit.”

“Neither have you.” He grinned, wrapping his arms around your waist before pulling you into a hug you never thought you’d miss so much. He then sighs defeatedly as he guides you out to the front porch. “Well…” Jungsu turns back with an endearing pat on your head. “If you ever need to eat, let me know!”

You chuckled at the parental instincts that Jungsu doesn’t seem to take notice of himself. Backing away, however, you fail to notice that you’ve stepped on your loose shoelace, now tripping over the first flight of stairs. Yelping at the rapid slip-up, you squeeze your eyes shut as you prepare for the awaited collision.

But it never came.

“Hey– watch it!” Beomgyu was holding your waist.

His eyes swiftly darted from your face to your shoes as he shifted you back to the top of the stairs. 

“Your shoes are untied, can’t you think of something right to do for once?” He scoffs before trudging to the front of his car.

Jungsu was quick to grab your hand in comfort, smiling softly at you before going down on one knee to reach for your shoelaces.

Taken aback, you shake your hands in worry. “Oh, Jungsu you don’t have to—“

“Done!” But the latter grins up at you, standing tall once again— and with a little more pride this time.

You glance down to see the way your left shoe was fixed up. “Oh, Jungsu…”

Four propeller knots.

APRIL 27TH, 2012.

“Jungsu, hurry it up already!” You whined, watching as five other classmates jog past you and the 11-year-old boy who was tying his shoes. “We’re only on our first lap of the mile, how did your shoes even get untied!”

“Because you tied them wrong.” Jungsu rolled his eyes irritably. “You only looped them around twice.”

“I always double tie my shoes.” You raise an eyebrow. “What other right way is there to do it?” It was then that Jungsu would grab his two laces as he glanced up at you, grinning knowingly. “Like this.”

The boy ties his first knot, left end over the right, before looping the two loose ends with one another. He then takes his right end and forms it into another loop, pulling it through the left one to make another complete knot. He mirrors the same action but with the right loop and left end this time, to then create a third knot. And finally, Jungsu swaps the bottom right loop with the top left corner, finishing it off with four propeller knots.

You blinked. And stared. Then laughed.

“Oh my god—“ You wheeze out, clutching the pit of your aching stomach. “That is the stupidest thing I have ever seen!”

Jungsu could only look at you incredulously before taking in a sweet breath of fresh air as he got back on his feet again. As you continue your little fit of giggles, he took this as an opportunity to sprint a few feet ahead of you, making you look… quite stupid, this time.

“The way you took— almost nine minutes—“ You wipe a tear as your palm hit the front of your hard knee. “Just to make some helicopter looking a— Wait. Jungsu? Jungsu! Wait up!” Unbeknownst to you, your shoes were now untied.

After jogging a couple steps forward, you still fail to reach your friend as you take a clumsy step on one of the loose ends of your shoe. You yelp, tripping over yourself before stumbling down onto the pavement of the track. Your skin was on fire, and it was pretty much inevitable that the hit would trigger a nerve that'll make you want to cry (although you had no emotional reason to, odd enough). As you hiss and grab onto the knee that’s now painfully scraped with blood, you hear the light footsteps from what you could assume was your classmate.

To your disappointment, you open your eyes to see those stupid propeller knots once again.

“And that’s why you tie them the right way.”

“You still tie them this way.” You smile wistfully, looking back at your friend.

Jungsu beamed as he nudged your other shoe— that was tied just the same.

“The right way, of course.”

「 YOUR PLACE IS EMPTY 🥀࿐ ˊˎ- W. 최범규 」

four. your place is lost

there's a lot of things you're not quite sure you know of: the reason why you and choi beomgyu parted ways, the person who hacked into your guys' godforsaken shared twitter account from middle school, and the account's password. now it’s up to you and beomgyu to work together and solve the mystery. great... just great.

TAGLIST IS OPEN! @kooktattoos @openingssequence @ahnneyong @miyawwn @breadcatcreations @pokyloky @obeymeharemowner @luvsoobs @jeongintwt @cha0thicpisces @0x11s @thatgirlwithafatty @beatr2x @thisisnotjacinta @todorokiskitten @erisisblue @agisajinn @impureperhaps @forever-in-the-sky2 @ineedsomezzz @taekwondoes @catsyoon @woncheecks @wondersgyu @txtbrainrot @aestheticsluut @concatpng @yumilovesloona @wonyoungsvirus @henderyenthusiast @wildesreblogs @wonioml

WARNING! one kys joke, and one very weird fact about lobsters and mating… I am sorry.

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