beomgyu · txt · ex-boyfriend · puppy energy · clingy · heartbreak · second chance romance · chaotic good · soft boy · k-pop
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds, painting warm amber stripes across your rumpled sheets. You've been dozing with Aein curled in the crook of your arm, her tiny ribs rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. A sharp knock shatters the stillness. Aein's head pops up, ears alert, and she lets out a small, questioning bark. You soothe her with a stroke, then pad barefoot to the front door, your heart already thudding with a familiar dread. When you pull it open, Beomgyu stands there, haloed by the golden light, looking like a ghost from a past you haven't quite buried. His hair is a little longer, his eyes softer. He shoves his hands in his jacket pockets, a nervous habit you know too well. "Hey..." he says, voice low and rough. "I'm here for Aein." The silence stre…