TO ᕼEᒪᒪ ᗯITᕼ IT / chapter three
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Beomgyu was less than pleased to discover you were not standing outside the frat house waiting for him to pick you up. He had reluctantly left the fun night out he was having with his friends, but your brother was too many drinks in to be able to safely drive to pick you up and bring you home. So, Beomgyu, who had drunken the least out of the group with only one beer, had unfortunately become your designated driver for the night. Beomgyu swore to himself as his eyes scanned across the front lawn and realized you really weren't outside.
"Why'd all your friends have to get wasted and ruin my night?" Beomgyu muttered as he parked Yeonjun's car on the side of the street. Beomgyu didn't dislike you, no, but he didn't really like you either. People always compare Beomgyu and Yeonjun to fighting like cats and dogs, but it was nothing compared to the way he fought with you. You had always been a bratty child, and Beomgyu hated the attitude you always gave him. So, no, he wasn't really a big fan of his best friend's little sister.
But he wasn't a total asshole, either. Which is why he was now searching the weed smelling frat house to find you and take you home. The party was in full swing, music overwhelming and way too many people crowded together. Beomgyu just had to find you, and he could leave.
As if it would be that easy.
Unable to locate you, Beomgyu began searching for one of your friends-- though he realized he only remembered the face of your best friend Kazuha. Desperation to get out of the sleazy environment fueling him, Beomgyu began asking random people about you. Luckily enough, they were able to pinpoint your location for Beomgyu.
Beomgyu rolled his eyes as he walked into the backyard to find you making out with someone. He pulled you harshly by the shoulder, separating you from the random douche you were kissing. You whined at the sting of his pull, your hands reaching up and grasping at his hand to get it off. The guy you were kissing didn't even care, he just rolled his eyes and walked away. Somehow, Beomgyu thought this was worse than the guy putting up a fight to fuck you.
"yn, let's go." Beomgyu wasn't asking, he was telling you that you were leaving.
"Noo," you whined, fingers clawing at his hand on your shoulder. "Why are you here? I'm having so much fun."
Beomgyu rolled his eyes, moving his hand to grab you by the waist, his fingers digging into your skin as he pulled you into his side. You were giggling, snuggling into him, and Beomgyu suddenly wished you were still fighting him. "C'mon, yn, you're fucking wasted. I'm taking you home."
"You can't take me home!" You shouted in his ear, making him wince. He began pulling you along with him as he started to weave through the crowd to get you to the car. "I lost my keys!"
Beomgyu sighed and glanced at you, "the fuck you mean you lost your keys?"
"i mean I LOST THEM!" You shouted again, shimmying in his hold, but his iron grip on you refused to let you go. "You're gonna bruise me," you whined, yet you pressed yourself further into Beomgyu's side.
Beomgyu sighed, tugging you through the front door of the house, wrinkling his nose in disgust as he stepped in a puddle of what he was hoping was water. "Fine, you can spend the night at our place."
You giggled, standing on your tip toes to press a kiss to his neck, because you couldn't quite reach his cheek. You had never really noticed before but Beomgyu was tall... Or maybe you were just short.
You were quiet for most of the car ride, thankfully, but you kept fucking staring at him and it was really pissing him off. He held his tongue, though, not wanting to get you started talking because he had a feeling you would never shut up.
He followed through with his plan, letting you into his and Yeonjun's apartment and immediately leaving to return to his night out. But, as he stood in front of the car, he cursed at the memory of you sitting on the floor, staring up at him with wide eyes. You were like a baby deer or some shit, couldn't even stand properly. He just so wanted to go back to enjoying his night, but he felt so guilty for just leaving you there.
You were still sitting on the floor of the entryway when he came back inside. His heart fell as you looked up at him, your wide eyes now filled with tears. "You suck," you mumbled.
Beomgyu rolled his eyes, grabbing you from under your arms and pulling you up. You were compliant, your body listening to how he guided it. He brought you over to the couch, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration when you asked him to take your heels off. He did it anyway, throwing them towards the front door. "I'll get you a blanket, you should sleep."
"Wait, wait!" Your words stopped Beomgyu in place as he had started to walk towards the blanket thrown on the floor. "I need your help."
"What now?" Beomgyu groaned, though he walked back over to you and sat next to you. He was exhausted already, looking after you.
You hummed in response, shifting in your seat so your already short skirt rided up your thighs even more. Beomgyu may not have liked you, but he wasn't blind. At least, not anymore. Not since his eyes darted down to your plush thighs, your skirt so short he could see your pink lace panties peeking out. Fuck.
"I'm horny," you giggled, placing a hand on his neck and leaning towards him. "Help me, Gyu."
Beomgyu stood up abruptly, glaring at you. He grabbed the blanket from the floor and threw it at you, telling you to go sleep. You pouted but said nothing, watching as he stormed off to his room. You definitely weren't in your right mind, drunk and horny, coming onto your brother's best friend. Beomgyu never had plans to even entertain the idea of sleeping with you, but he realized two things as he slammed the door. One, he still found you incredibly annoying. Two, when did you get so pretty?
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