He gave you his sweater
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Go Kyungjun x fem!reader
Plot:so pretty and talented, always in everyone’s thoughts…but what happens when Wooram confesses his feelings? Someone’s not happy about it…
Warnings:swearing
This story is based on two requests: req 1-req 2
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No lessons, students running from a classroom to another with boxes and decorations in their hands. It meant only one thing:concert day!
Like every other year, your school had organised a concert to celebrate the beginning of the winter break.
It was rehearsal day, and you were particularly nervous since, apparently, you were the main performer of the night.
Your music teacher used to say that your talent in singing and playing piano was a blessing from even together with your graceful beauty, so he had decided that you would’ve been the star of the event.
You greeted a few of your classmates approaching you as soon as you stepped in the school hallway; then you ran to the theatre where everything was already set.
“Hi yn!” Wooram smiled at you when he saw you sitting at the piano
“Hi” you replied
“Are you ready for tonight?”
“Yes! Just…a little nervous” you fixed your hair, starting to play.
You were so lost in music that you didn’t notice the boy grabbing his camera and starting recording you; nor you noticed how he was mesmerised by your movements.
It was nothing new, to be honest, that was everyone’s reaction anytime they saw you playing; however you had never bragged about it nor made it your biggest flex. You were pretty down to earth and all you cared about was your passion.
A passion that, apparently, lead everyone to you…including the bully of the school: Go Kyungjun, whose attitude softened anytime you smiled to him or simply said hi.
So, when he saw you playing, he couldn’t avoid stopping by to enjoy a preview of the concert. His mind was lost in your music; his eyes followed any single swish of your hair and movements of your hands, even the smallest, even the least noticeable shake of your shoulders.
You looked like an angel, he thought, and his heart was beating so fast. Everything was perfect, there was only one detail off:that jerk of Park Wooram staring at you with the eyes of a puppy who had just fell in love.
Nauseous and mad, it made Kyungjun nauseous and mad. He knew half of the boys had a crush on you, but he didn’t care that much since they were all too shy to approach you, including Wooram. Or at least, that was what he thought; his mind had changed not that long ago when he noticed how he slowly started to be constantly around you, helping you anytime you needed something and making you laugh all day.
Kyungjun’s jaw clenched thinking at a possible love story between you and a boy who wasn’t him, especially if the boy in question was Park Wooram. You deserved way better than a frog who thought he was special just because he owned a camera.
“Brilliant!” Wooram exclaimed as soon as you had finished playing, making Kyungjun startle.
You bowed, smiling and thanking your classmate who stepped on the stage to talk to you.
“I think you’re ready for tonight”
“I’m not sure actually, I’m so scared to mess something up”
“You don’t have to worry -he put some strands of your hair behind your hear- you will nail it”
“Thank you” you said, sneezing
“Are you okay? Be careful or you’ll get a cold! You have to perform”
“Oh it’s okay, don’t worry. It’s just cold in here, that’s why I sneezed” you laughed
“Got you” Wooram smiled, taking off his sweater to slide it on your shoulders.
At the sight, Kyungjun stepped in the theatre, faking a cough.
“Kyungjun!” you waved at him, making Wooram turn around. You couldn’t see it, but a disappointment expression had just appeared on his face
“Am I interrupting something? -the bully glared at the other boy- I just wanted to compliment you”
“No, it’s okay -Wooram said- I’ll talk to you later yn. Do you mind meeting me during lunchtime? I’ve got something important to tell you”.
You nodded, greeting Wooram who walked away.
Kyungjun looked at him, then he turned to you:
“My hoodie’s warmer than that… you know” he cleared his throat
“It’s okay, I’m almost done here anyway, I’ll come back later during the evening, but what about you? What are you doing here?” you smiled, resting your chin on the palm of your hand. Kyungjun gulped, pretending that everything was fine, but there were so many things going in his mind at such a pretty sight.
“Nothing to be honest, I stopped by because I heard you playing”
That comment made your heart flatter. Everyone was scared of Kyungjun, but with you he was always nice. He wasn’t a sunshine, nor the friendliest or least intimidating person on earth…but between you two there was something that clicked.
“I understand. Well, I can play again for you before meeting Wooram -you paused- I wonder what he has to tell me” you furrowed your eyebrows
“You can’t imagine it?” Kyungjun mumbled, without looking at you
“Excuse me?” you asked
“Nothing. Let me hear you one more time”
You sighed, playing your song again; then, once you were done, you met with Wooram.
You were sitting at the desk of an empty class when the boy appeared. He greeted you with a smile and then sat next to you.
“Hello -you bit your sandwich- thank you for the sweater” you gave the object back to its owner
“Anytime you need”
“What do you wanna talk about?” you asked
“Well…it’s really important to me” he held your hand.
In that moment something inside you clicked as fear started growing:how could you not understand that?! The jokes, the compliments, the sweater…“fuck” you thought, how could you get out of that situation without hurting him? You were sure Wooram had feelings for you, but you didn’t have any for him. Maybe for someone else…but just maybe.
“Are you sure we have to talk about it right now then? You know it’s a busy day, I don’t have that much time…” you tried to get away with an excuse, but you failed
“It won’t take that long yn, I just need to tell you the truth -he breathed in and out- I really like you…and not in a friendly way, if you get it. I can’t get you out of my mind, you’re always so beautiful, talented and kind. I love you yn, and I’ve been thinking about this for a while:would you like to become my girlfriend?” Wooram leaned in, waiting for your answer.
What the fuck could you tell him now?! Thoughts started rushing in your mind, they were as fast as horses running a race:you could barely catch one.
“I…I need to think about it -you unwillingly spat out- you know we haven’t been that close for so long…I need to know people well before rushing into a relationship” you hoped he understood,avoiding being hurt; and, most of all, you hoped he would’ve forgotten about that stupid idea…but it never happened.
In the next days he kept texting you, asking if you had an answer, or if he had to do something more to know each other better. The situation was getting stressful, so stressful that you ended up venting with the first person you had around: Go Kyungjun. The two of you were pretty close after all, so it came out naturally…but so did his reaction.
“Oh really? You didn’t expect that? Don’t act dumb yn” the boy scoffed, he was mad
“Excuse me?! -you raised your voice, thankfully no one was around- how could I get that?!”
“Really?! Like…do I have to explain that to you?! Didn’t you notice how he looked at you? Or that constantly being nice? Come on, no one acts like that with someone they don’t like”
“That’s bullshit! Everyone is nice to me,what am I supposed to think? That everyone is in love with me?” you crossed your arms, rolling your eyes
“Bingo! Welcome between us little yn!” Kyungjun growled, mumbling something against Wooram after that
“What have you just said?!” you demanded
“You heard”
“No, not that stupid idea of yours, the thing after that”
“Nothing”
“Spit it out”
The brunette rolled his eyes:
“I said that I can’t stand him. He’s a fucking idiot”
“There aren’t many people that you like Kyungjun, it’s nothing new”
“No you don’t get me…he really gets on my nerves. He’s just an annoying jerk who feels like God while recording the first thing he sees. Embarrassing” his jaw was clenched and his arms crossed.
You stared at him fir a while, giggling as soon as you understood everything.
“Are you jealous of Wooram?” you demanded
“Me? Jealous of him? Freaking hell,no”
“Then why you hate him so much? -you paused, stepping closer- come on, tell me”
“I just hate his attitude. As I said before, who he thinks he is?! Even when he gave you his sweater. That was so dumb, he’s not your boyfriend…he’s just an idiot” Kyungjun scoffed, shrugging his shoulders. He didn’t realise what he had just said, it took him a while, but then he realised he had fucked up.
You tilted your head, laughing; then you connected all the dots:
“Are you jealous of how he acts with me? No way! You really are!” you exclaimed
“I am not”
“Liar”
“I’m not jealous of him. Why would I be?!” Kyungjun rose his voice
“You tell me!” you bit back.
The silence fell in the classroom as your eyes were chained to the boy’s, the tips of your noses almost brushing against each for how much close the two of you were.
“So?” you suddenly whispered, Kyungjun bit his lip
“Nothing” he faked it again.
You rolled your eyes, giving up
“Whatever -you mumbled- I’m done wasting time” you turned around, ready to leave, when Kyungjun grabbed your waist, making you sit on the desk.
“Where are you going?” he asked, you faces were, once again, extremely close…so close that you could feel his warm breath caressing your cheeks
“Dealing with Wooram, what am I supposed to do? He’s been texting me nonstop. I’m t-“
You had no time to end the sentence that the boy slammed his lips against yours. His thumb rested on your chin while his free hand slid up, along your thigh, resting on your hip
“There’s one thing you have to do- Kyungjun whispered with his lips stained by your pinky lipstick- tell him that you’ve got a boyfriend and he shouldn’t mess with him”
IM RECOMMENDING THIS FR
