Taehyun (Taegyu)

Beomgyu didn't know when Taehyun went from being sweet to… too attentive. That afternoon, when he left the classroom, he found him leaning against the wall, as if he'd always been there.

You took your time. I thought you'd left without telling me.

I didn't even know you were coming.

Taehyun put his arm around him, guiding him towards the hallway.

You should tell me everything. That way I can take better care of you.

Beomgyu tensed. It was a short sentence, but it sounded more like an order than a concern.

As they walked, Beomgyu tried to take out his phone. Taehyun grabbed his wrist firmly.

Don't write to anyone now, I'm here, that's enough.

Beomgyu swallowed. The tone wasn't annoying, but it left him breathless.

I was just going to reply to one message. Replied.

No. Not with me. Taehyun's voice was calm, almost affectionate, but it brooked no argument.

Beomgyu felt a chill. Taehyun always knew where he was, what he was doing, who he was talking to… And until yesterday, he'd found that romantic.

Today, something in his chest told him that wasn't the case. Taehyun leaned his face towards his, touching his cheek.

I don't want anyone else to have your attention, is that clear?