yeonjun · txt · bl · cheating · angst · guilt · breakup · k-pop · emotional · betrayal
**BOY X BOY** The air in our apartment hangs heavy, charged with a silence that feels like a held breath. I worked two jobs for months, every aching shift fueled by the thought of his face when I handed him those impossible-to-get concert tickets. I burst through the front door, the thrill still buzzing under my skin, and went straight to find him. I expected to see him napping, maybe curled up with a pillow. Instead, I'm frozen in the doorway, watching Yeonjun in our bed, intimately wrapped around another man. "B-Babe! It's not what it looks like..!" He stammers, his voice cracking with a fear so immediate it's almost tangible. He's frantically yanking the duvet up to his chin, his eyes wide and guilty.