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♩　HEAL THE SOUL 　( 최범규 )

genre sickfic , fluff , angst , beomgyu x fem!reader   cw implied abusive parents for both beomgyu and reader , cold symptoms (cough/headache) , beomgyu and reader are homeless and ran away from home lol inspired by 0x1=lovesong and loser=lover , not proofread   wc 1089   request yes   note i swear this txt emo era needs to go away (or not and that just means more txt fics)   net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet

You were sick. Nothing too serious, but something unpleasant enough to remind you to not take being healthy for granted. It was even worse now that you didn’t have a bed to sleep in, or warm food, or a shower. Beomgyu would have to drive another hour or two to the nearest public gym, and you really didn’t want to bother him enough for that just so you could ease your body with hot water. 

Your head ached, though. And your throat felt a bit dry. You had coughing fits every hour or so, and not much appetite. But Beomgyu was paying close attention to you whenever he could, feeling your forehead for abnormal temperatures, and making sure you had enough layers to stay warm. It definitely wasn’t the most ideal time for you to fall ill, but there wasn’t much you could do to prevent it either. 

Running away from your old town, your old life, with Beomgyu months ago had easily been the best decision of your life. Away from the constant headaches, the pain, the discomfort. Two broken souls in a beat up car driving until they found somewhere new to call home. That’s the life you two had now. But it wasn’t so bad. As long as you had each other, you got through alright. 

Beomgyu had left five minutes ago to buy whatever the cheapest hot meal was at the gas station. You were parked in the empty parking lot by the old laundromat, bundled up in one of Beomgyu’s old hoodies. You couldn’t run the heating in the car while you were parked, much as you would like to. Already tight on money as it was, you both knew how important it was to save gas. 

Your mind wandered as you looked out the window, headache pounding at your head as you shivered. You wondered what your mother would think of you if she saw you right now. How she would mock you for surviving off a twenty-year-old car and your old savings. You had worked hard to leave. Saved up as much money as possible from old part time jobs and bake sales. Although you had to give up luxuries like a warm bed, a functional kitchen, and the stability of a proper home, your current “homelessness” felt much more homely than your childhood house ever had. 

Beomgyu joked about it with you all the time. How your similar childhood experiences of abuse had led you here into each other’s arms. How it wasn’t quite so bad if it meant you could spend the rest of forever with each other. Perhaps the scars were just pathways to a better future.

A cough bubbled in your chest and you scrunched your eyes shut in frustration. You were tired of this stupid cold. You rasped out a few painful coughs before your throat cleared, burning and sore as always. You tucked your legs up to your chest, staring up at the pink sky. It was pretty as always, but the earlier the sunset, the more you anticipated how cold the night in the car would be. You could hardly enjoy the pretty clouds or colours thinking of how much you would have to rely on Beomgyu’s body warmth again that night.

“Ramen and painkillers for only fifteen thousand won,” Beomgyu grinned as he slid back into the drivers’ seat of the car, two steaming bowls of ramen in each hand. One spicy and one mild chicken flavour. A small packet of Advil was stuffed into his pocket as well. 

“Fifteen? How much of that was for the pills?” you asked a little on edge. What was not in your plan was to have your sickness burden down your expenses. It was already tight as it was.

“Ten thousand— But I won’t let you argue with me about this. I want you to feel better as quickly as possible,” Beomgyu said simply, placing the ramen on the dash of the car. 

“Beomgyu.”

“I said I’m not gonna argue. I already paid for them, so you’d better take them,” he reiterated a little more sternly, giving you a stubborn look which you had rarely seen directed at you. You sighed, recognizing a losing battle before it even started. Grabbing that packet out of his hands you pushed one small pill out of its casing and gulped it down with a little water. Beomgyu’s smile came back on his face as soon as you swallowed. 

“Now eat.” He grabbed a pair of chopsticks and scooped up a few noodles between them. Blowing on them softly, he held them out to you, carefully feeding you the warm broth-coated noodles. You hummed in thanks, grabbing the bowl from his hands and sipping more of the warm soup part.

It had been a while since you’d had a hot meal. Even if it was just instant ramen, it soothed your throat better than anything else had. Your headache was starting to subside thanks to the painkillers, and you were once again grateful for how attentively Beomgyu took care of you. He knew exactly what you needed without you even having to ask. 

The feeling was foreign. Of course, it had been years since you had first fallen in love with him. But having someone who truly cared still took adjusting to. You’d always had to beg your parents for basic things like clothes without holes in them and medicine for flu season. Years of being ignored and neglected made the switch hard to properly process. 

You hoped you could at least repay him with the same amount of love and attention that he showed you. Out of anyone you had ever met, Beomgyu certainly deserved it. 

After you both ate and cleaned up, driving around the deserted roads until you found a safe spot to park for the night, Beomgyu took out his grandpa’s old guitar and gave it a few strums. Adjusting the tuning of the old strings only took him a minute to do thanks to years of practice. He played almost every night. And on nights when he didn’t, he would still sing you to sleep while you were wrapped safely in his arms. 

The life you had chosen to live with Beomgyu certainly wasn’t easy, but every hour you spent in his company you felt your hope grow a little more. Some little voice inside your heart told you everything would work out. Because if you had Beomgyu by your side, what else did you need?

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𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄. 최범규

sypnosis: beomgyu, being beomgyu (and your flirty best friend), always blows you kisses as a playful joke. now, you decide to blow him one back for payback. somehow, it turns into something more.

genre(s): fluff, best friends to lovers

pairing: nonidol!choi beomgyu x afab!reader

trigger warnings: profanity

a/n: just some beomgyu cuz he’s saur cute I LOVE HIM SM WAAHAHSHSHAHAH<33

was kind of rushed + lazy so.. sorry if it isn’t accurate or just feels rushed overall! ㅠㅠ

Lay back, tilt his head towards you with THE most adorable pout, before grinning cheekily and puckering his lips with a kiss sound.

That was Choi Beomgyu’s daily routine for you.

In all honesty, you didn’t mind it. Or, well, you really did because it gets you all flustered and blushing and giggling like an idiot once he leaves.

Like, who doesn’t hate looking like an idiot? And who wouldn’t fall for Beomgyu’s charms?

Anyways, now you were on a mission. Operation Get Beomgyu Flustered (yes it’s so original I know).

The small click-clack of a keyboard filled the living room as you sat on the couch, typing on your laptop. Beomgyu sat beside you, as he had come over to your house like any other day, leaned back comfortably against the cushions.

“Y/nnnnn,” Beomgyu whines, “can’t we just ditch the homework and do something else??”

You let out a deep sigh. “Let me focus, Gyu.”

“Just 5 minutes, pleasee? I’m bored.” Beomgyu stands up in front of you, a finger pressed on the top of your laptop. He slowly tilts it downwards as he stares at you for a response with his signature boba eyes. How can you ever refuse to that?

“Fine-“

Beomgyu grins, slamming your laptop closed, and plopping back onto the couch.

“Beomgyu-ssi, if you just broke my computer, you’re paying for a new one.” You shake your head as you put the laptop to the side.

Beomgyu lets out a mischievous giggle and blows you a kiss. “Don’t worry, Y/nie, I didn’t.”

You have to bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling. You roll your eyes playfully, pretending to be annoyed as always, before turning your head to face him.

Beomgyu tilts his head innocently at you, before you start to lean closer to his face. You stop a few inches apart, staring into his eyes, and calmly blow him a kiss just as he did to you.

Quickly, moving back, you grab your laptop and place it back on your lap. “That’s the end of the 5 minutes.”

You lower your head so that your hair partly covers your face, ears turning red as your cheeks burn. You have to resist the urge to look at Beomgyu’s face.

After a few seconds of silence, one of you finally open your mouths.

“Okay.. what the fuck.” You can feel Beomgyu’s eyes burning into your skull, “who are you and where is Y/n??”

You continue to type, “Right here, Gyu.”

“Y/nie- did you hit your head somewhere?”

“Not that I know of.” Slowly, you face Beomgyu. “Something wrong?”

“You and I both know that you would never do that.” Beomgyu raises an eyebrow. “So..?”

“It was just a prank. I wanted to see your reaction.” You shrug it off.

Beomgyu grins. “That’s all? Reeeally? Your face says otherwise. You like me, right?”

“GYU-“

“That’s a yes. Don’t be shy, I do too.” He teases.

You inhale with closed eyes before breathing out softly. You lower your head, whispering under your breath, “.. But it’s not a joke for me..”

The atmosphere feels tense all of a sudden as silence rings in the room.

“I know.” Beomgyu interrupts the quiet environment. “That’s why.”

You whip your head towards him, your eyes making contact. “.. What?”

“I like you too, Y/n.” Beomgyu smiles and it makes you melt. “So, will you be my girlfriend? Yes or no?”

You sigh and chuckle. “Well I can’t exactly refuse. Yes, Gyu, I accept.”

“I can kiss you for real now, right?” He grins his cheeky grin as you nod, leaning in so your lips could finally meet.