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Phase Six: The Aftermath

You ignored Yeonjun’s calls.

After the rumor broke, you needed space—to think, to breathe, to stop feeling like an idiot for falling for someone who was never yours to begin with.

But that didn’t stop Beomgyu from showing up at your apartment uninvited.

"Y/N, open up!" he yelled, banging on your door.

You groaned, dragging yourself up from bed. When you opened the door, Beomgyu was standing there, arms full of snacks.

"Beomgyu, what are you doing here?" you mumbled.

He grinned. "Step aside. I’m here for emergency bestie duty."

"I—what?"

Too late. He was already inside, throwing himself onto your couch like he owned the place.

"Listen," he said, opening a bag of chips. "I know you’re mad at Yeonjun, but you cannot stay in bed crying forever. It’s bad for your skin."

You glared. "I am NOT crying."

Beomgyu squinted at you. "Your face says otherwise."

You groaned, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him. He just laughed, catching it with ease.

"You’re so annoying," you muttered, sitting down beside him.

"I know," he said, shoving a chip into your mouth. "But you love me anyway."

You chewed slowly, frowning. "Did Yeonjun send you?"

Beomgyu sighed. "Nope. I came on my own because, despite being a menace, I actually care about you."

That… made your heart soften a little.

"He didn’t cheat, you know," Beomgyu added quietly. "The picture was taken out of context. He was talking to the actress about a project, but the media twisted it."

You swallowed hard. "Then why didn’t he tell me?"

Beomgyu gave you a look. "Because you didn’t let him. You ran away before he could explain."

You hated that he was right.

"Look," Beomgyu said, nudging your shoulder. "I’m not saying you have to forgive him right away. But at least hear him out. Yeonjun’s an idiot, but he’s your idiot."

You stared at him. "Since when did you become so wise?"

He smirked. "Since I started watching K-dramas."

You burst out laughing.

Beomgyu grinned, then leaned closer. "So, what’s the plan, Y/N? Are you gonna keep pretending you don’t love him?"

Your heart skipped a beat.

Did you love him?

And more importantly… was it too late?

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To be continued…