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Months had passed since their honeymoon in Thailand, and the changes were undeniable. Beomgyu had come a long way—his confidence had blossomed, his inner turmoil slowly fading as he embraced who he truly was. No longer was he bound by the expectations of what he should be; instead, he was finally free to express himself however he wanted.

He started wearing feminine clothes more frequently—crop tops, booty shorts, and accessories that made him feel comfortable in his own skin. And as much as he loved the freedom it gave him, he knew it had an effect on Yeonjun as well. The way Yeonjun looked at him—appreciative, adoring—only made Beomgyu feel even more empowered.

It wasn't just about the clothes, though. Their bond had deepened into something powerful. Beomgyu had fully embraced Yeonjun's love, and together they had become a force to be reckoned with. They were no longer just mafia heirs—they were a team, unstoppable and united.

Every Friday night, Beomgyu, Kai, and Taehyun had made it a ritual to visit Chocolate, a cozy, dimly lit restaurant in the heart of Seoul. It was their place—where they could unwind, laugh, and forget about the weight of their world. Tonight, however, something felt different.

Yeonjun had decided to join them for the first time, much to Beomgyu's surprise.

As Beomgyu walked into the restaurant, dressed in a black crop top, high-waisted shorts, and heels that accentuated his legs, he caught Yeonjun's gaze across the room. His heart skipped a beat. Yeonjun was seated at the table, a small smile tugging at his lips as he took in Beomgyu's new look.

"You look amazing," Yeonjun said, his voice full of admiration as Beomgyu sat down beside him.

"Thanks," Beomgyu replied, his own smile a little shy, though his confidence had grown with every passing day. "I wanted to dress how I feel—free."

Kai and Taehyun exchanged knowing glances before raising their glasses. "Here's to Beomgyu," Taehyun teased, "finally finding himself."

Beomgyu rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress his grin.

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As the evening went on, the atmosphere at Chocolate became more relaxed. Laughter echoed around their table, stories were shared, and good food was eaten. But when the night wound down and the others excused themselves for a moment, Beomgyu found himself alone with Yeonjun.

The dim lighting and soft music filled the space with an intimate ambiance. Yeonjun leaned in closer, his eyes flickering between Beomgyu's lips and his eyes.

"I've always admired you, Gyu," Yeonjun murmured. "But I think I've fallen even more in love with you now. Not just for your strength, but for your vulnerability and your growth."

Beomgyu's heart raced as he reached out, gently cupping Yeonjun's face. "I love you too, Yeonjun. More than I ever thought possible."

And just like that, without words or hesitation, they closed the distance. The kiss was slow at first—tentative—but soon became more passionate, as if all the emotions they had built up over the months poured into that moment.

Beomgyu could taste the sweetness of Yeonjun's lips, feeling the love that had only grown stronger with time. He had found his place. His love. And, for the first time in his life, he felt like he was truly home.

After their kiss, Beomgyu and Yeonjun continued to build their life together, stronger than ever. Their mafia empire was thriving, their bond unbreakable. And as Beomgyu stood in front of the mirror one last time, adjusting his crop top and shorts before heading out with Yeonjun, he couldn't help but smile.

He had finally become the man he was always meant to be—free, loved, and powerful.

Together, they were unstoppable.

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