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Haunted | C. Beomgyu

Chapter 1

Pairing nonidol!beomgyu x afab!reader; genre angst, a bit of fluff, non-established relationship; warnings fwb situation, mentions of stress, anxiety, public speaking, mentions of alcohol, toxic relationships; wc 2k

haunted

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It is real that an artist displays their feelings on a canvas. Mixtures of colors, simple lines, rough brushstrokes, and soft. All types of emotions could be seen in your canvas.

The art exhibition was held in a downtown museum, where only a few people attended. The dim lighting of the room casts a soft glow on the walls, illuminating the artwork and creating an intimate atmosphere that invites contemplation and reflection.

The room is quiet and the only thing echoing was your voice, as you explained to the small group of people some of your paintings. The hushed tones and attentive expressions of the listeners reflect their deep appreciation for your artwork and the vulnerability you share through your creations.

As you continued to guide the attendees through the gallery, sharing insights about your artwork, you didn't expect anyone to ask questions or give their opinions, until someone interrupted you.

"Could you tell us more about the inspiration behind this painting?" he asks, gesturing toward a piece that you were talking about. His face was oddly familiar, you were sure you had seen him before. And then it hit you.

A tall man, with long brown hair, and glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. Choi Beomgyu.  He was in the back of the crowd, almost as if he had emerged from the shadows.

"Of course." You said startled, feeling your heart skip a beat at the sight of him. You were surprised that he had somehow managed to come back. It had been almost a year and a half since you last saw him since he left to Japan, and since you two broke up. 

As you begin to explain the inspiration behind the painting, you notice the man's intense gaze fixed on you, his eyes reflecting a genuine interest and curiosity that sets him apart from the rest of the people.

"My technique was abstract expressionism. My goal was to portray how strong feelings such as sadness, fear, guilt, and even love, affect a person. But I believe that this piece has a subjective meaning, this is what it means to me, but it could have a different interpretation for each of you." You explained.

A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. After your exposition came to an end, and people walked over to you to congratulate you and say thank you, you stayed behind for a few minutes to relax after feeling the pressure of having to give a perfect exhibition, hoping that people were satisfied with your work.

"I have to say, I'm very impressed." You heard his voice, you turned around to see him. “It’s been a while, huh?”

"Beomgyu…” Your eyes widened. You hadn’t been able to concentrate properly through the rest of your exhibit.

"Hello yn, how’ve you been?” He smiled.

Your words were trapped in your throat, still couldn’t believe that he was there, standing in front of you. “I’m… I’m okay.” You managed to say.

“I’m glad you’re okay. You look beautiful, as always.” His words always had an effect on you. His presence somehow brought you nostalgia. Maybe you missed him more than you thought.

“Thank you. You look good too.” Your shy words made him chuckle.

“Thanks.” He moved closer to you. He placed his hand on his pockets, the sight of his rolled-up sleeves from his button-up made your heart race. “I saw you were having an art exhibit the same day I was coming back, I didn’t want to miss it.”

"Well, that's a lovely coincidence." You said, surprised by his words.

"Perhaps fate." He smiled. 

"Well the museum is about to close, so we better get going." You said after a small silence not knowing how to continue the conversation. You didn’t know how to feel at that moment, a lot of things were going on, and it felt almost overwhelming.

"I would love to keep talking to you, yn. Do you, maybe, want to have dinner with me? " He offered as the both of you walked towards the exit.

This is something you don't regularly do. Since many of your friends were always busy, you hardly saw them, but it was nice to have someone to talk to. And you do need to relax after talking in front of a lot of people.

"I would like that." His smile widened.

"Great," Beomgyu said, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

You walked next to Beomgyu until you reached a small restaurant that was just across the street. The dim light of the place made it look more comfortable to be in, soft jazz music played in the background, and only hushed conversations from the people there could be heard.

You sat near a window, the lamp posts outside illuminated the pavement outside, casting a soft glow on the snow covering the sidewalks.

"So..." Beomgyu started and you turned to see him. "How’s everything going? Did anything happen while I was gone?” 

Yes. A lot happened. 

The first few months without him were tormentous for you. You didn’t know how much you’d miss him. Even though you knew he’d eventually leave, you never really prepared for it. Missing him felt like complete emptiness. Mainly because you had no idea for how long he’d be gone. Two weeks, two months, two years. It was only a year and a half. But it felt like an eternity. 

Even though it wasn’t really breaking up, you felt as if you were going through the harshest break up. Separating from your other half, having to spend your nights alone, and not being able to hold them. Everything hurt.

It hurt how much you depended on him. Therapy could never take the feeling of longing and need you had for him. You knew depending on someone like that was not okay, but he was the one who was always there for you.

No, you weren’t perfect together, but you loved him and he loved you, and you loved being with each other. You always made it work out in the end.

He still was the one who soothed you, the one who helped you relieve all the anxiety and stress after talking in public, the one most of your paintings were about. He was the one who knew all your birthmarks and called them pretty.

So yes, a lot happened.

“Well…Nothing much really.” You shrugged. “The same as always, you know? Except that I graduated, and now I have a small art school.”

He smiled. He knew how much you’ve always wanted to have your own art school. Seeing you making your dreams come true made his heart happy.

“That’s amazing. I’m proud of you, yn.” His words made you travel back in time, all the feelings you once had for him were coming back all at once making it feel overwhelming. 

“Thank you, Beomgyu.” You smiled. “So how was Japan?” 

“It was great, I met a lot of people, and I had a lot of fun.” He said. “But… you know, I kinda missed it here. Yeah, I had a lot of fun and I don’t regret leaving, but I couldn’t help but feel that I left a part of me back here. I guess I was just homesick all the time.”

A part of you wanted him to say that it was you who he missed. You wanted him to tell you how much he missed you and that he couldn’t stop thinking of you all the time. But that was just selfish.

“I see,” You started, what were you going to say? Can you tell him how much you missed him? Would he say it back? “I’m glad you had fun.”

If he knew how much you missed him, he’d run away.

After dinner and a nice talk, he offered to walk you back home.

“You still live here, huh?” He said once you reached your apartment. The apartment Beomgyu used to spend most of his nights at.

“Yeah, I’m still saving some money.” You explained, looking up to your apartment, which in reality was a small room above a Chinese restaurant. 

Standing out here with Beomgyu made you remember the first time you entered together to your new home. Hand in hand walking through the small apartment as you showed him around. “Do you have a place to stay?” You asked him. 

“Yeah, I’m staying with Soobin. He told me I could stay for a while.” Soobin was your friend back in high school, you remembered him as a soft person, always there to help others. Beomgyu noticed your slight shiver from the cold weather. “You should probably go in, I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Oh right…” You fixed your scarf around your neck. A soft grasp on your shoulder made you turn around. 

“Is he bothering you, yn?” Jay, your roommate had just arrived from work when he saw you and Beomgyu.

You could see from the corner of your eye how Beomgyu’s expression changed and rolled his eyes.

“Who is he, yn?” Beomgyu said.

“Oh, Beomgyu, this is Jay, he’s my roommate.” You explained. Jay’s hand was still protectively on your shoulder.

“And you are?” Jay asked with a cold tone.

"Beomgyu," he said, sparing only a glance toward Jay. "Old friend of yn's from high school.” His cold tone made you uncomfortable.

“Ah, so you’re that Beomgyu.” Jay placed his arm around your shoulder, making Beomgyu tighten his jaw.

Of course, he knew Beomgyu. Jay was always there to comfort you when you missed him a little too much. 

“Do you mind? I was talking to her.” Beomgyu said, matching Jay’s cold tone. “You can leave now.”

The uncomfortable tension between the two made you nervous. They didn’t know each other and it looked like they were long-time enemies.

“Jay, it’s okay, I'll go inside in a minute.” Jay sighed and nodded.

“Yeah okay, I’ll wait for you inside.” He gave you a soft smile, but completely changed his expression when he took a last glance at Beomgyu.

"Didn’t know you had a guard dog, huh?" Beomgyu remarked once Jay walked away.

You tried to diffuse the situation, “Jay's just looking out for me, you know. We've been through a lot together.”

Beomgyu hummed. “Yeah, I guess.” He was slightly irritated by your last words. Been through a lot? together? He’s known you since high school, he knows you better than anyone. “Anyway, I have to go now.”

You nodded. “Okay.” Those words made you remember when he left for Japan. That same nostalgic feeling from earlier returned. And he felt it too. Saying goodbye again, even if he knew he wasn't leaving anywhere far, still hurt. And it brought all those memories and feelings of longing back.

He smiled and took a step closer to you pulling you in for a hug. You were pretty sure you were going to start crying if he hadn’t released you just after 3 seconds.“I’ll see you later, pretty.” He whispered.

You entered your apartment and found Jay making some dinner in the kitchen.

"Hey, everything alright?" Jay asked, glancing at you with concern.

You nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, just... unexpected meeting at the museum. Beomgyu showed up. I didn’t know he would be back today, so he wanted to catch up after the exhibit."

"Catching up, huh? Seemed like more than that." Jay said without looking at you.

“We just talked, that’s all.” You walked towards him and leaned your back on the counter next to him.

“He looked like your boyfriend. Maybe he forgot that you’re just friends.” He looked rather annoyed by Beomgyu. 

You sighed, feeling the weight of Jay's concern and annoyance. "Jay, it's not like that. You know how it went with Beomgyu. We have history, and he just showed up out of the blue."

Jay turned to face you. "I just don't want to see you getting hurt, yn. Not again."

“Thank you, Jay” You leaned your head on his shoulder.

You met Jay a year ago when you stumbled into him while walking to your apartment. He was an exchange student in your last year of college, and he was looking for a roommate. You immediately became close, due to your shared passion for art, and he became your roommate. Eventually, when you graduated, you opened an art school in a small rented house. Jay offered you his help and became an art teacher next to you.

He wrapped an arm around you, providing a comforting embrace. "I just want you to be happy, yn. You deserve that."

A soft smile painted your lips. “Thank you for helping me be happy.”

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Lua's note: first chapter!!

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Hi reya!! How are you???

AAA HII LUAA !! besides from the fact spring break is over for me, I’ve been great ! i went shopping a few days ago and got some cutie clothes ANDD TXT COMEBACK SOONNNN so overall im good 😊 hru??