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The sound of keyboard tapping filled the cafe. Taehyun's stern eyes glued to Kai and Beomgyu's table as he furiously tapped the buttons of his laptop. He sipped his latte while watching them. Jealousy takes over him as the sounds of the males laughing fill his ears.

He was trying his best to focus on the recorded lecture but failing like always. His apartment felt suffocating to stay in so he went in the cafe...Just to see the two males together. Now he is in, he can't step out. His body stayed still on the chair, his hands doodling shits on the paper.

Beomgyu noticed the male but pretended like Taehyun wasn't there. Which irritated Taehyun but he can't do anything else with the fact other than just accepting it. But it didn't last long, he rolled his eyes, gathered his stuff, and left the cafe while muttering a few colorful cruse words.

Meanwhile, here, Beomgyu was with Kai till someone joined them. Beomgyu's head shot up slightly to adjust seeing the tall familiar figure. His eyes widen a bit. 

He saw Kai smiling at Soobin and giving a peck on the male's cheek. Beomgyu's eyes narrowed at them, he glanced down at the table before looking up at them. Smiling and talking like always. Like he is not seeing his lovely-dovely crush having a lovely-dovely boyfriend.

He sat there listening to Kai introducing him to Soobin, his boyfriend, how they met, etc. Beomgyu smiled and nodded, glaring at Soobin whenever both were not looking. Now he just wants to leave and never face them again.

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Taehyun flopped on his bed, glaring at the ceiling. "I'm so fucking done...." he mumbled, gripping his bedsheet in frustration.

At this point, he felt like he couldn't like Beomgyu anymore. The male was so full of himself that he didn't even care for Taehyun. "So why would I! think for him?" He thought out loud, his legs swinging. His eyes narrowed at his phone as it rang. He answered and took it close to his ear without checking Id.

"What?" "Taeh-Taehyun..." Taehyun's expression dropped, he sat up as he heard his sister's voice shaking. "What happened? everything good?"

"Taehyun...Mom got in an acc-accident..."

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Beomgyu sat on his bed, all quiet. His thoughts went wild as he sat there. All zoned out. The recent meeting with Kai and his newly new boyfriend got him mentally thrown from a cliff. He sighed and sighed, unable to do anything with it. He ran his fingers through his hair as the sighs left his mouth.

He lied on his bed, completely drained out. He curled up on his bed in a fetal position. He just stayed like that. No tears came out, he thought he would cry when he reached home but no. He felt no extra emotions. He felt...neutral about it.

He just knew that the Soobin guy was Kai's boyfriend and not leaving him any sooner. He thought about Taehyun. Maybe taehyun was right about Beomgyu feeling foolish while being head over heels in love with Kai. But was he ever in love with the tall guy he randomly met in the cafe years ago?

The answer is no and it hit him now.  

He was always guilty about how he ended up being the victim of the curse and that Kai wouldn't remember him. He was lonely and wanted someone to make it up for him. He wanted someone to be in his mind and distract him from the loneliness.

And It was Kai. He thought he was in love but turned out it was just a bit of attraction he felt toward the male. All it needed was another person to step in. And it was Soobin. Yeonjun's ex and Kai's present boyfriend. 

He finally realised- well, not fully but yes, he did. He realized his soulmate Taehyun was the one for him! He chuckled at his own thoughts. Thinking about Taehyun and what he did to the male embarrasses him. He rubbed his face and sighed.

Beomgyu sat up, took his phone, went through his contact list. Trying to find Taehyun's number but only realised he never had his number from the starting. He quickly dialed Beosul's number and placed it near his ear.

A few rings later she picked up, not letting her say her words Beomgyu spoke up, "Hey hey so...can you get me Taehyun's number a real quick?!"

A bit of a pause. "Do I look like a number collector to you?" Beosul spoke on the other side of the call. Beomgyu sighed, "No but...please, just get his number..from Yeonjun hyung!" 

"What will I answer him when he asks me why I want it?" "That's a you problem not mine" "Right, so getting Taehyun's number is not a me problem, it's a you problem" With that, she hung up.

Beomgyu groaned, he stood up and grabbed his coat, headed out of his house. 

The only thing he can do is whatever he is doing. Keep reading.

"Hold up, coming..." Yeonjun's eyes were glued to his phone, watching a random reel while he opened the door after hearing the bell ringing. He was greeted by an unfamiliar person, "Yes, how can I help you?" He shoved his phone in his pocket and looked at the person.

"Hey..uh You are Taehyun's friend....Yeonjun, right?" Beomgyu smiled, Yeonjun nodded and leaned on the doorframe as he stared at Beomgyu with bored eyes. "yes?" "I'm Beomg-" Yeonjun straightened up, making Beomgyu stop on his track.

"So yes, Beomgyu...how can I help you?" Beomgyu poked his cheek with his tongue from inside of his mouth, "I want...uh Taehyun's number..." He mumbled, Yeonjun raised an eyebrow. "You..don't have his number?" Beomgyu shook his head and flashed an apologetic smile.

"And you two are dating...wow....so anyways, here it is" He went into his house, took a paper and pen, wrote the number of his best friend quickly and handed it to Beomgyu. Beomgyu smiled and thanked the male. He walked off quickly.

Yeonjun watched the male walk off. A question popped in his mind, "How does he know my address...?" He closed the door and looked back into his house.

"Who knows my address- ugh what am I thinking..."

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Beomgyu quickly typed the number in his phone. The cold breeze hitting his hand and face, he tapped the call button and placed his phone near his ear. Hoping the male picks up.

but the only voice he heard was the female auto-voice saying, 'The number you are calling is not reachable'

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I'M BACKKK :D