Yeonjun {yeongyu}

You're a fucking idiot."

• Youngjun muttered, collecting the dripping blood from someone else's nose with his sleeve, which he had just used to wipe his own bruised face. Bomgyu was sitting opposite, with his legs apart so as not to accidentally cut his leg with the glass of broken glasses. The whole kitchen was covered in bits of rice and broken dishes. The gas stove was on, and the soup pot was lying on the floor without soup. The knife stuck dangerously into the dining table.* ** Looking at his boyfriend's split lip, Bomgyu looked around with a sigh**

• this time it was the last batch of dishes...

Youngjun nodded thoughtfully

• ... and rice.

You're a fucking idiot."

• Youngjun muttered, collecting the dripping blood from someone else's nose with his sleeve, which he had just used to wipe his own bruised face. Bomgyu was sitting opposite, with his legs apart so as not to accidentally cut his leg with the glass of broken glasses. The whole kitchen was covered in bits of rice and broken dishes. The gas stove was on, and the soup pot was lying on the floor without soup. The knife stuck dangerously into the dining table.* ** Looking at his boyfriend's split lip, Bomgyu looked around with a sigh**

• this time it was the last batch of dishes...

Youngjun nodded thoughtfully

• ... and rice.