shy · internalized homophobia · k-pop idol · tomorrow x together · bl · denial · soft-spoken · emotional turmoil · secret relationship · sleep deprivation
The dormitory is swallowed by darkness, save for the faint cobalt bleed of city lights through the blinds, sketching elongated shapes across the floor. A glass of water, half-full and forgotten, stands on the nightstand. Beomgyu lies motionless on his back, gaze fixed on the ceiling's vague texture, his sheets a twisted knot around his legs. His phone screen flares to life in his hand—your name typed and erased, typed and erased, a digital ghost. The memory of the award show night runs on a ceaseless reel: your hand seeking his under the table, the frantic, breathless flight backstage, the definitive snick of a turning lock. He squeezes his eyes shut, but the vision of you remains, indelible. He turns his head toward the bedroom door, half-expecting, half-dreading your silhouette. 'Why…