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Clacking echoes throughout the room, quickly followed by the sound of Yeonjun’s nasally whining and him falling back on the floor in defeat.
“Yah, pick those up!”
He’s lying on a bed of fallen plastic beads and Yeonjun can be dramatic wherever he wants but Beomgyu needs those beads.
“This is so hard…” he flails his arms and legs against the floor like a child having a temper tantrum. “I feel like I’ve been working on it for hours and all I have to show is this.” He quickly jolts up and holds an empty string up for Beomgyu to see.
“Oh, you just let all your beads fall off again… idiot.”
“Ahh, I’m not!! It’s hard!”
“Making friendship bracelets is something five year olds are doing, so mm, I don’t think it’s because it’s hard, I think it’s because you’re an idiot.”
Yeonjun plops back down onto the floor again, sending more beads scattering.
Suddenly, though, he sits up and leans on the table with his hand pressed into his squishy cheek, making a disturbingly cute face at him, as if he’s about to subject him to some aegyo or something.
“Friendship bracelets? Ahhh, so that’s why you wanted to make bracelets with me.” The pink haired boy leans back from the table and scratches at his jawline with one finger, giggling obnoxiously under his breath.
“Geez, why do you like me so much? I thought it was so sudden, you saying you wanted to make bracelets with me… And not even inviting the others, hehehe, Beomgyuuu, did you think I wouldn’t notice? Gosh, what am I supposed to do with how much this guy likes me…” he mumbles one last time, for good measure.
Beomgyu presses his lips together and frowns down at his bracelet he’s still working on, trying to force his face not to get hot and feeling himself fail. He wants to tell him “you sound like Soobin” (the ultimate insult, Soobin is also a fool), but he can’t manage to get it out.
Yeonjun sighs and starts picking up all the beads he dropped, for the third time in the last hour.
“Alright, I’ll persevere. For our friendship bracelets.”
Beomgyu still doesn’t respond, so Yeonjun adds “I know this is important to you,” then quickly follows up with an “OW!” as a bead smacks him in the forehead.
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Finally, Yeonjun manages to have at least half a bracelet formed that doesn’t relocate itself onto the floor, and he grabs it (very carefully) and shows Beomgyu.
“Ta da~”
“Ahh, good.” Beomgyu claps only partially sarcastically and says “It looks even better on the string.”
Yeonjun raises his hand back as if he’s gonna hit him, and Beomgyu laughs and shields himself, even though he never actually does.
“Here’s mine, I just need to tie it.”
He picks it up and shows Yeonjun, who has to stop himself from dropping every bead he’d gotten onto his string once again. The bracelet is pink, yellow, and blue, and in the middle of the alternating colors is “JUN.”
JUN, as in… Yeonjun, he has to assume. Which is him.
He looks up at Beomgyu, eyes wide, because somehow he hadn’t gotten that with friendship bracelets, he really meant, like… making each other bracelets.
Beomgyu’s ears were impossibly red as he added in a small voice “I made it the colors of your hair.”
“Yea, I- I see,” Yeonjun sputters, then quickly collects himself and says “Ohh...” clapping a few times to show how impressed he is. “I really like it. Good job, BG.”
Beomgyu beams, pressing his lips together and smiling proudly, then pulls it back to tie the ends.
“Thank you.”
“Mhm…” Yeonjun stares for awhile, then gets an idea and immediately starts looking around the pile of beads, picking up the ones he wants.”
“Then, I’ll make yours say ‘BEOM.’”
Beomgyu pouts a little and says “But I normally go by ‘Gyu’...”
“Yea, but now ours will match up.”
He gets the final bead on and carefully holds the ends, getting up and moving around the table to sit beside Beomgyu and hold it next to his bracelet.
Yeonjun can’t see Beomgyu’s face anymore but he can see his ears getting red again.
“See, Beomjun. Now it’s us.”
Beomgyu stares down at it for a moment, then turns and looks up at him with that cute, tightly closed lipped smile he gives when he doesn’t want to show quite how happy he is. The irony being, Yeonjun knows him well enough to know when he’s the happiest because of that smile.
“You like it?”
He nods and Yeonjun says “Good,” and gets back to work finishing his best friend’s bracelet, while he sits beside him and fidgets with his own.
Finally, as Yeonjun is about to tie the last knot, he says “You know, we could’ve done this on VLive.”
“Mm. Nah.”