WHEREIN: beomgyu & reader discover their unspoken love ultimately realizing they have always been each other's true love.
彡 pairing: beomgyu x reader
彡 genre: fluff, lil angst
彡 warnings: jealous gyu & p1h's jiung makes a cameo ㅋㅋ
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you and beomgyu were practically born into each other's lives. your parents were best friends, and as a result, the two of you were more like siblings than mere friends. from your first steps to your first words, beomgyu was always there, his presence as natural as breathing.
beomgyu’s house was practically a second home to you, and vice versa. childhood was a whirlwind of shared toys, impromptu sleepovers, and adventures in your backyards.
in elementary school, your bond became a spectacle for teachers and students alike. beomgyu would leave his pencils at your table after breaks, and you would often forget your toys at his. you were inseparable. teachers would find you leaning on each other during nap times, sharing snacks at recess, and laughing the loudest in class.
high school brought subtle changes. the awkwardness of puberty and the chaos of teenage years couldn’t shake your bond. you still spent countless hours on the phone, your conversations flowing seamlessly into the night until one of them fell asleep mid-sentence. on weekends, you visited your childhood playgrounds even if that means you’re the oldest ones there, reliving memories and swinging on the old swings that now seemed smaller.
one rainy afternoon, you found yourselves in beomgyu’s attic, rummaging through boxes of childhood memorabilia. you unearthed a dusty board game you used to play.
“remember how competitive we used to get?” you laughed, brushing off the dust.
beomgyu grinned. “used to? i’m still the reigning champion.”
you rolled her eyes playfully. “oh, please. the only reason you ever won was because you cheated.”
“cheated?!” beomgyu scoffed, feigning offense. “i won fair and square. you were just a sore loser.”
you smirked, leaning closer. “how about a rematch then? i bet you can’t handle my skills now.”
beomgyu chuckled, his spirit igniting. “you’re on. prepare to lose.”
you set up the game on the attic floor, the rain tapping a gentle rhythm on the roof. the game started with playful banter and exaggerated expressions of concentration.
“are you sure you want to move there?” beomgyu asked, his eyes narrowing.
“absolutely,” you replied confidently. “it’s called strategy, something you might want to learn.”
beomgyu laughed, shaking his head. “we’ll see about that.”
the game ended in a tie as you collapsed onto the floor, laughing until your stomachs hurt
as you were walking down the bustling hallway of your high school, you casually mentioned something that made beomgyu's heart stop.
“can you believe jiung asked me out? i didn’t see that one coming,” you said, your voice light and amused.
beomgyu stopped in his tracks, a frown tugging at his lips. “jiung’s a prat. you can do better than him; i’m really questioning your taste here.”
you rolled your eyes and nudged him playfully. “oh, come on. he’s not that bad. i said yes already.”
“you can—what?” beomgyu's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling. “you actually said yes to going out with him?”
you shrugged, a hint of mischief dancing in your eyes. “yeah, i did. how come you’re so surprised?”
beomgyu struggled to find the right words, his emotions bubbling just beneath the surface. “i just... i don’t get it. you could do so much better than him.”
you chuckled, teasingly. “what? someone better like you?”
beomgyu felt his heart skip a beat at your words, a rush of hope flooding through him. but he quickly played it aside with a nervous laugh. “oh, come on, you. you know what i mean.”
you raised an eyebrow, your teasing demeanor softening. “do i?”
beomgyu’s heart ached at your words, but he forced himself to smile, the expression not reaching his eyes. “whatever, it’s nothing. i’ve got to get to my next class.”
before you could respond, beomgyu turned on his heel and walked away, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and pain.
the tension between beomgyu and you in the following days was palpable, each interaction tinged with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. you tried to give beomgyu space, but every passing moment felt like an eternity.
you saw him in the hallways, your eyes meeting briefly before he looked away. he responded politely when you greeted him, but there was a distance in his voice that echoed, it hurt to see him like this, to know that something had shifted between you and you didn't know why.
in those days, you gradually got closer to jiung, finding comfort in his company as you bonded, his easy-going nature and infectious laughter were a welcome distraction from the growing tension with beomgyu.
however, despite enjoying your time, everything he did almost reminded you of beomgyu. his laugh, his smile, even the way he listened with genuine interest all brought beomgyu to mind. though you were with jiung physically, your mind constantly drifted back to beomgyu, the ache in your heart growing with each passing day.
it was a cool evening, the playground bathed in the soft glow of the streetlights. you walked slowly, lost in thought after your date with jiung. passing by the playground was a shortcut to your house, a place that held countless memories with beomgyu.
as you approached, you noticed a figure sitting on one of the swings, head bowed, lost in contemplation. it was beomgyu, his silhouette familiar yet different in the dim light. you hesitated for a moment, debating whether to approach him or continue on your way.
beomgyu sensed your presence and looked up, surprise flickering across his face before he quickly masked it with a forced smile. “hey,” he greeted softly, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy.
you stopped in front of him, your expression cautious. “hey. what are you doing here?”
beomgyu shrugged, avoiding your gaze. “just thinking.”
you stood in silence for a moment, the rustling leaves and distant sounds of the city filling the space between you. you took a deep breath, about to address the tension that had been building,
"we need to talk," you said, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside you.
beomgyu sighed, running a hand through his hair. "i know."
you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for whatever was about to come. "beomgyu, why have you been avoiding me?"
beomgyu shifted on the swing, his gaze fixed on the ground as he struggled to find the right words. "it's... it's nothing about you," he began, his voice slightly strained. "i'm fine, really."
you frowned, not buying his attempt to brush it off. "beomgyu, you've barely talked to me in days. we used to talk about everything. what do you mean it's nothing?"
beomgyu sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "i guess... i guess i just needed some time to sort things out in my head," he admitted reluctantly.
you waited, sensing there was more he wasn't saying. the silence stretched between them until beomgyu finally spoke again, his voice hesitant. "seeing you with him... it's been difficult for me."
your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "difficult how?" you asked, your tone cautious.
beomgyu looked up, meeting your gaze with a mix of regret and longing. "i... i don't like seeing you with someone else," he confessed quietly. "especially when it's someone like jiung."
you's eyes widened in surprise, and then narrowed slightly in frustration. "what do you mean, 'someone like jiung?" you asked, your voice tinged with irritation.
beomgyu's expression darkened, and he couldn't hold back anymore. "i hate how he has everything i have, yet you choose him," he spat out, his voice seething with jealousy.
you shook your head, frustration bubbling up inside you. “why does it even matter to you? you’re not dating me!”
“you think i don’t know that?” beomgyu shot back, his voice rising slightly.
“so then, whats your problem!?”
beomgyu gathered his thoughts, “my problem is that i’m in love with you!” he blurted out, his voice cracking with emotion.
“but I’m a coward, and you’re oblivious,” beomgyu continued, “watching you go out with jiung made me realize that i’d be spending the rest of my life watching you date, marry, and have a family with someone else. it tore me apart inside, knowing that i was losing you without ever really having the chance to tell you how i feel.”
beomgyu’s voice wavered, the pain and desperation clear in his words. “i can’t keep pretending that i’m okay with just being your friend when i want so much more. i want to be the one who makes you laugh, who holds you when you cry, who shares every moment of your life. but i’m terrified that if i tell you the truth, i’ll lose you completely.”
for a moment, you stood there, absorbing his words, your heart pounding in your chest. the air was thick with unspoken emotions, and you could feel the weight of his confession pressing down on you. without saying a word, you stepped closer to him, your eyes locked onto his. slowly, you reached up and cupped his face in your hands, your touch gentle and reassuring.
then, before either of you could second-guess the moment, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. the kiss was soft and tentative at first, a question more than a statement, but it quickly deepened as beomgyu responded, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you closer. the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in that perfect, timeless moment.
when you finally pulled back, you rested your forehead against his, both of you breathing heavily. beomgyu’s eyes were wide with surprise and a glimmer of hope.
"beomgyu..." you whispered, your voice choked with emotion. "i think I’ve always known too," you admitted softly. "i just didn’t know how to say it."
you smiled through your tears. "it’s always been you, beomgyu."
the realization hit beomgyu, and his face lit up with pure joy. he pulled you into another kiss, this one filled with passion and relief. as the kiss broke, he couldn't contain his excitement and spun you around, just like in the movies. you both laughed, the tension and heartache melting away, replaced by the warmth of newfound love.
in that moment, everything felt right.the playground, once a place of childhood memories, had now become the backdrop for the beginning of your love story.
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