To You

You would call him stupid for his shit performacne in potions class, that you would have to end up tutoring him.

He wouldn’t call himself stupid, just unmotivated about the subject because to him, it isn’t real magic. (Also because he’s pretty sure professor malfoy is biased)

Him saying that led to you going on for fifteen minutes about how wrong he was.

But due to the lack of motivation, he doesn’t care too much for the class, that’s why he is always so confused in class.

Even though he was confused, you were there to help him become less confused. Sure it took a while through all the back and forth bickering at each other. After a week when the bickering calmed down, you realized he was an idiot.

An idiot, with only one thing bouncing around his head at all times; quidditch.

So that led to the next session taking place at the quidditch where you came up with a game involving quidditch and potions in order to gain his interest. But you had to switch it up every few sessions because he’d get bored when he starts getting the game. (typical gryffindor) but gave you the chance to ask more difficult questions revolving potions and what gryffindor doesn’t like a challenge.

It goes on for a couple of months and you two eventually get closer, start hanging out more than just during the tutoring sessions. Seungcheol would always try to walk you to astronomy class, the one all across the school from his class because you would always carry one too many books in your bag. He would always get confused when you tried to disagree every time. It’s because he doesn't see the insane amount of stares the two of you would get when near each other.

Why doesn’t he see all the stares and whispers when the two of you walk the halls? Because he’s too busy trying to impress you, he pays no attention to his surroundings.

Choi Seungcheol liked you, it was kinda inevitable, with all the time the two have you spend time with each other even outside of tutoring him.

And he’s not that confused on potions thanks to you, but he is still confused on something, do you like him back?

That’s the question he’s been constantly going back and forth about, because you have the same look in your eyes as him when he looks into the mirror thinking of you.

But everytime he tries to ask you out whether to go to hogsmeade together, or visit the astronomy tower after hours, you would always decline.

His friends would always tell him how they would catch you staring at him in class, in the halls whenever you guys cross paths and in the great hall. Even Jeonghan, your housemate and best friend, thinks and is sure that you reciprocate his feelings. They were obviously the first people to know about his little (big) crush on you. They figured it out before he even did, sure it was kind of a weird sight to see a gryffindor and slytherin liking each other, especially with the whole history of them being rivals, but that is so two decades ago.

He still hasn’t given up because technically you never denied going out with him because you didn’t like him back, you always just had excuses. Homework, projects you needed to fix last minute, tutoring session with Mingyu, he almost strangled Mingyu when he learned about that. Maybe… you were confused?

That might be the case, Seungcheol never confessed his feelings towards you, just asked you out on dates. Maybe you didn’t even know they were date dates and just friendly hang outs.

Wait, if you didn't think they were date dates and you declined them all those times does it mean you don’t want to hang out with him anymore?

Did he do something wrong to make you not want to hang out with him anymore?

Did he do something to make you-

“Choi Seungcheol!!”

The sound of your voice breaks him out of his internal thoughts.

God the way you screamed at him was kinda hot with your somewhat annoyed tone and face expression because he probably didn't hear you the first couple of times.

But your expression quickly turned into a scared one when Seungcheol jumped at your voice, well because you guys are literally miles off from the ground and his broom wobbled a little when you called for him the third time.

You didn't need to tutor him anymore, but since the NEWTs were coming soon (in three months, but Seungcheol said there’s enough time, but that’s wrong because there’s never enough time) you wanted to keep him on his toes to make sure he was prepared.

And to mabe spend time with him… because you guys are friends… that’s it… Yes. Friends.

“Huh, sorry I zoned out.” The gryffindor in front of you apologized knowingly pouting, with his stupid kissabe lips… Wait kissable, no, what? That’s disgusting and… stupid…

Anyways you convinced him into these (friendly) date sessions with more quidditch trivia games and you promised him they would be more challenging.

“Tsk, what could your stupid little brain be thinking about?” You raise an eyebrow, moving your broom closer to him.

Flustered by the closeness between the two of you, he avoids eyecontact so he can think that you’re not looking at his red heated face and to not see that stupid smirk on your face.

“I- um…”

While he tries to think of a response, he sees behind you that the sun is setting, making the view behind you a bright orange with two Slytherin and Gryfindor quidditch stands flags waving because of the light wind passing by in the spring season.

He doesn’t know what possessed him to say the next thing that came out of his mouth, maybe it was the gaze you were giving him, or his brain shutting down from all the potion questions you asked today. Or maybe it was his natural Gryffindor instinct for completely losing all of his sense of conscience when he’s with you, not that he had much of a conscience to begin with in the first place.

“I was thinking about how I think you’re the prettiest and smartest person I know. And how I’d like to go on a date with you, if you want? Because I really like you.”

Oh how Seuncheol just wanted to be swallowed by a hole from the ground and disappear forever, (BUT HE CAN’T BECAUSE HE’S MILES OFF FROM THE GROUND) when you didn’t respond.

You however were so glad he had his face looking downwards (he was totally not fantasizing his death) because he would see how your face has been a bit frozen in a shocked expression for a good minute. Completely not expecting that kind of response from him, you expected the usual “ur mom” joke from him, not a heartfelt confession. Speaking of hearts, you can hear yours loud and clear and just hoping he doesn’t hear it as well. Or that would be embarrassing as hell.

Just as Seungcheol was about to apologize for the outburst confession, he heard you cough to clear your throat to reply.

“Well I don’t think jeonghan would appreciate you calling me the smartest person you know.” you let out a nervous chuckle trying to ease the awkward tension.

“Yeah he wouldn’t mind that, but he probably wouldn’t be able to handle the truth that I think it’s you and not him.” he replies while rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.

“I did mean it though,” he says quickly, “everything I said. I really do like you yn, and I’m sorry for just randomly saying it during our study session. You don’t have to like me or anything just-” whatever was going to come out of his mouth, he completely forgot when your lips were suddenly on his.

It wasn't that long of a kiss but long enough for it to be more of a peck. When you backed away from it and realized what you’ve done, you started to panic.

“Oh merlin, I-i didn’t mean to- I mean i did, but i shouldn't have done it. It was a mistake- sorry. Please forget whatever just happened-”

And then you took off, flying down to the ground faster than he’s ever seen, you could’ve been a seeker with that type of speed you probably went faster than his team’s seeker.

You left him so fast, just as confused.

—-

Ever since the kiss Seungcheol has been looking for you wanting to talk because he feels like he deserves some sort of explanation.

You kissed him right after he just confessed to you and you just ran off like that.

But the problem is he had a hard time finding you.

You didn’t see you in any of the classes he had with you, so he thought maybe go check your other classes you had. He missed five of his lessons just to find that you haven’t been into any of your classes.

Which he finds so weird since even though you’re a slytherin you were a bit of a stuck up when it came to school.

He once told you during a tutor session that you should have been in Ravenclaw instead once.

Big mistake

That tutor session for potions turned into a lesson of not to listen to stupid hogwarts house stereotypes. He thought it was kinda weird since you were a slytherin.

But then he understood why you were so like that about this kind of stuff.

You were a muggleborn.

Which means both of your parents were just regular people with no sort of magical blood.

So it makes sense you were so against all the stereotypes, especially the ones at your house.

Because it was really rare for a muggleborn to enter the slytherins house, due to their house founder Salazar slytherin not liking muggle-borns in the slightest.

—

It's been two weeks and he still hasn't been able to find you anywhere.

But he doesn’t have any time to worry about that now since the final match for the quidditch cup is about to start.

The quidditch cup, the thing he’s been trying to win as captain of the Gryffindor team all year long. It’s finally here.

So that would definitely be the reason why he’s so nervous. Because it’s his final year here at Hogwarts and everyone in his house is relying on him in order to win.

Finally he was in the air with his teammates on one side and the Slytherin side on the other, while Mme Hooch was explaining the basic “don’t kill anyone” protocols. His eyes couldn't help but wander to the stadium where everyone was watching.

Everyone except what he prossumes to be you. He remembers you saying you don’t like quidditch very much even though you were excellent on the broom from what he has seen. But he was able to force you to watch his games when you guys started getting closer as friends. And whenever he went to go watch other quidditch games when his house wasn’t playing, you’d always refuse even for your own house.

Did you only ever come to watch whenever he played? Then why aren't you here now?

Seungcheol still thinks it might be because his breath probably smelled and you didn’t want to face him again.

“Hey Cheol,” said the boy next to him, Lee Chan, the team's seeker. “The game is about to start, pay attention captain.”

He nodded at him, maybe the game will help him forget about his confusion.

“You know that the Slytherin team’s Keeper is out sick, so they got a replacement.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I heard they aren’t all great compared to their main one so let's hope they do miserably.”

–

Turns out the rumour of the replacement keeper was true Gryffindor was in the lead by 40 points with a 120 while slytherin had an 80. But that wouldn’t do them any good if the Slytherin seeker caught the snitch before Chan did because it would end the game and they would’ve gotten 150 points.

Thinking about that does make quidditch sound kind of weird, all that effort into scoring points but it wouldn’t matter unless you catch a small golden ball.

Maybe you were right, quidditch was a bit of a ridiculous game, but it did give him some of his best memories.

Playing Quidditch with his siblings, winning his first Quidditch cup with Gryffindor in his fifth year, becoming quidditch captain last year, his first kiss with you in the stands-

Well even if you constantly avoided him, it still was a nice memory for him.

After another 15 minutes of just wacking a speeding flying bludger across the sky and witnessing the slytherin team taking an offence approach when they realized that their keeper is no use to them. And then taking the lead

The sound for the end of the match was heard, ringing in his ears.

Watching as all the stadium's colours turn into red and gold, the colour of gryffindor, checking the scoreboard board to see that they have won with 270 points and slytherin with 140.

Without a thought he and the rest of his team go speeding towards their seeker who was already down.

—-

After the big gryffindor celebration held in the house’s common room, seungcheol decided to head downstairs to the trophy room and put the quidditch cup into its rightful place up in display.

Closing the glass of the box filled with trophies, he couldn’t help but notice a familiar figure in the reflection of the glass.

“(Name)?”

“Hi,”

“What are you doing here? It’s late, you’re suppose to be at your house you could get in trouble.”

“Yes, I am aware of me possibly getting in trouble if caught, even though you technically caught me.” You step forward, towards a desk in front of you, placing your hands on it.

“I just felt like I owed you a bit of an explanation about everything.”

“You think?” His tone of voice came out more aggressive than even seungcheol was expecting.

He didn’t think he felt as upset as he sounded, maybe he was bottling up everything he felt. And you couldn’t blame him for doing so.

“Yeah, I’m sorry for avoiding you and everything. I-it’s just, I was scared. And I didn’t know what to do.”

“Yn”

“Don’t get me wrong, I like you too, it’s just.”

“Yn”

“You’re a gryffindor and I’m a slytherin and sure the stereotypes are stupid and all but- there’s still stupid predejuice against slytherins.

“Yn”

“You would be praised for breaking the stereotypes while people would think that I would only hang out withheld you to gained something from yo-”

“LN YN!” Seungcheol says a lot louder and finally gets your attention.

Grabs your hands that were on the desk with his,

“So you like me?” He smirks.

Rolling your eyes, “is that all you got from that?”

Squeezing your hand. “No no, I assure you I was listening to everything you said, but the most important thing is that you like me and I like you. So who cares whatever anybody else thinks.”

You blinked. “Wait, you like me?”

“I thought you were smart? Isn’t it obvious?” he chuckles, leaning his forehead on yours.

“YES IT VERY MUCH IS.” A voice from the hall screamed.

“CHAN BE QUIET!” Jeonghan’s familiar voice screams afterwards.

“Hey there Wonuwu.” 

The boy you addressed the new nickname to lifts an eyebrow. 

“Wonuwu?” He asked with a slight face of disgust. 

“Yea I think it’s a really cute name for you, what do you think?”

He turns to face you with a straight face, “No.” 

Rolling your eyes at his response as he goes back to take a tour of the library to make sure everybody has left the building already. Knowing you’re gonna follow him. 

“OUCH!!” He hears you exclaim behind him. 

“Wonuwu, my face hurts.”

Not looking behind him because it was probably just a line to one of your cheesy pick up lines you’d always make. 

“Did you walk into a bookshelf again?” 

“What no that was one time-it’s because I fell face-first for you~” You explain, he was right about it being a part of a pick up line but he still cringed. 

“You ruined the joke.” You grumbled while pouting. 

You’ve always been like this, making really bad, cheesy, overused pick up lines thinking it’d impress him. 

The two of you met in a coffee shop that you worked at, Jihoon, one of his roommates recommended it to him saying it had good coffee and was nice and quiet as long as you don’t go in at rush hour.  So he decided to go one day when he didn’t have work, and that day you were working. You remember that day when you saw him, he was absolutely beautiful. 

You were taking his order and well when giving him his coffee you thought of giving him your number on his cup. Wonwoo received the cup with the number on it and walked out of the coffee shop to meet up with some friends. He didn’t notice until later when Mingyu pointed out and convinced (read:begged) him to text the number. 

He obliged and texted your number asking who this was. You introduced yourself as the person who was serving him and told him he was so pretty and was gonna try and win him over.

 He blocked your number. 

He didn’t want to seem rude but he didn’t want to deal with some random person he doesn’t know that’s trying to woo him. He’s also just been a strong believer that love at first sight just doesn’t exist. 

No one can just grow feelings towards someone that quickly. 

He thought that'd be the end of you but that wasn’t until he found you sitting in the living room in his dorm. He thought you were trying to stalk him and threaten to call the auditory. To then realize you were in the same performing arts classes as hoshi and jun, his other roommates and are good friends with them and they invited you over. 

And as time passed you two became friends (?) it’s complicated, the two of you would hang out because of friends and sometimes just the two of you. You’d always go on with your lame pick up lines and he'd just simply ignore them and move on. 

“Why do you always insist on coming here? You could just go straight home from work. And it’s raining today.” 

“Eh, just thought I’d give you some company, you know, it gets quiet in the library when it’s closing time. It gotta be boring.” You shrugged. 

Wonwoo finished the turn of the library and went to go get his stuff and you as always followed him. You always did and it wasn’t anything weird. He was used to it but you wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t comfortable with; you always respected his boundaries. 

The two of you were outside now with rain falling down crashing to the ground, the sound of it much louder than it was when you two were indoors. 

You watch the frown slowly grow on Wonwoo’s face as he looks at the rain. 

“Here,” you hand him your umbrella. 

“No, no it’s fine the dorm isn’t too far from here, I don’t want you to get sick because of me.” He declines the umbrella, dropping it back into your hands. 

“Aww you care about me~” you coo. 

He scoffs before mumbling a “whatever”. 

“The dorm is not too far from here so I could make a run for it.” He says before dashing off with just a hood over his head. 

“Wait!” You yelled at him trying to get his attention, “I brought two just in case.” Take out the other umbrella from your bag. 

He didn't hear you, he was just running and you watch his form become smaller and smaller as he runs with you standing there with two umbrellas. 

Putting one back in your bag and opening the other, you started walking to your place. Stopping in your tracks when you remember his dorm is not that close to the library. 

The next day you weren’t too sure what to do. You didn’t have any classes today and you had a day off from work. Soonyoung and Jun were planning on going to some tiger sanctuary , you didn’t really feel like going. 

Ding noise came from your phone, rolling to the other side of your bed to reach over for your phone. You see a text message from Jihoon. 

Unplugging the charger from the phone opened up the message. 

It was weird for Jihoon to be messaging you, you always thought he hated you. He always looked somewhat annoyed when you were around, but Jun said he’s just always like that. You weren’t even sure if you guys ever exchanged numbers. 

Jihoon: yo I got your number from wonwoo’s phone. 

Jihoon: Can you come over? Wonwoo is sick and I got work and Jun and soon left already. 

Yn: sure but how’d he get sick?

Jihoon: The rain I think he came back soaked yesterday. 

So you were right that he would have gotten sick. And he calls himself smart. 

Yn: ok I’ll be there just need to stop by somewhere

Wonwoo slightly wakes up at the sudden noise he hears someone enter the room. Jihoon most likely already left, but he did say something about someone coming over, not remembering who because he was too tired.

He hears the footsteps gradually become louder and closer until the footsteps seem to stop in front of him. Looking up to see you, you were putting down a big bag on his nightstand.

“Oh you’re awake? Did I wake up? Sorry.” 

“Eh, it’s fine.” His voice sounded scratchy. Before he could even sit up he felt your hand pushing him down back to his previous lying position.

“Rest.” You demanded.

“What’s in the bag?” He sees you in the corner of his eye, as you slowly take everything out of the bag.

“Oh, well Jihoon said you were sick, but I didn’t know exactly what kind of sickness, so I just took one of everything from one of the shelves at the store.”

“Even got you some corn patches.” Holding them to him. With the sleepy boy giving you a strange look, giving him a shrug back.

“But why are you here and buying all this stuff for me?”

You finish taking out everything from the bag and take a seat on the ground next to his bed. “Because I care about you.” You say simply. 

“Yn-’’

You interrupted him knowing what he’s gonna say.

 “Yea Wonwoo I know you don’t like me the way I do but I mean I still like having you as a friend. Don’t worry the feeling I have for you will leave eventually, but I still care for you, you know.”

There was a silent pause after you said that, you weren’t looking at him, you were looking at the ground kicking your feet side to side at each other. So you just assume that sleep took over him. 

“Don’t.”

“Huh?” Lifting your head, seeing his body facing you and watching you with soft, droopy, sleeping eyes. 

“Don’t stop having those feelings for me. I don’t want those to leave while mine are starting to arrive.” He mumbled quietly, before taking a sneeze. 

Handing him a tissue, letting the gears in your head turn. “Wait, Arrive. What??”

“Yeah, I kinda wish I’m not all snotty sick and sleepy when I confessed.” He admits, letting his head fall back onto his pillow. 

“Well you wouldn’t have to if you just took my umbrella yesterday.”

“I didn’t want you to get sick.” He mumbled. 

“Awwww, you really do care about me.” You coo pinching his cheek. 

Rolling his eyes. “Yeah, whatever.” He scoffs. 

“Ok maybe I do care about you,” he quickly mumbles. 

“So you should leave or you’ll get sick too.”

Shaking your head, “No it’s fine, if I get sick you’ll take care of me I’m not too worried.” You smile at him. 

Letting out a sigh knowing that you aren’t gonna leave. 

He starts to toss in the bed pulling the blanket higher, looking like he’s ready to go to sleep. You watch as his eyes fall close and his breathing becomes slower. 

Stepping into the boys dorms, closing the door behind you. You just came back from grocery shopping with your wonderful boyfriend Seungcheol. That said boyfriend is now currently sulking on the couch on something that had happened early today at the store.

The two of you went out shopping for food because Minghao and Jun were coming back from their trip to China. So obviously because of that they were going to want to host some really big welcome back party, which meant a lot of food. And the thirteen boys weren’t going to survive with the amount of food they had in their fridge. 

You decided to come along and help after hearing Seungcheol go on a rant about how he (unfairly) lost in a game of rock paper scissors, which was deciding who’s going to go out and buy all the food and ingredients. Apparently just in the first round he was the only one to be holding a pair of scissors and everybody was holding rock. Feeling bad you decided to join him on the trip to the grocery store.

Everything was completely normal, just like your typical trips to the store. Cheol pushing the cart, you trying to put in a bunch of unnecessary things, trying your best to convince him that you guys would need it, and a bunch of questionable stares from customers due to the large amount of soju in your cart. 

So what exactly happens to have your boyfriend currently sitting on the living room couch all sulky.

Well, when the two of you finally agreed you have enough food, you head over to the cashier. Cheol was placing all the already scanned items into the cart again from the conveyor, while you had over Mingyu’s card (which Cheol totally didn’t steal when he wasn’t looking out of revenge from them cheating in the game).

The cashier man seemed nice and probably didn’t mean any harm when he told you, “You look good today, mx.”

Poor guy didn’t see the look on Seungcheol’s face when he said that, he was too busy printing out the receipt. About to give that said receipt to you, but instead got it grabbed from his hand by Seungcheol.

On the way back to the dorms he didn’t say anything, just grumply and sulkily walked next to you on the way there. You kept trying to tell him it wasn't that much of a big deal, but he didn’t listen.

So that should be enough explaining why your boyfriend is sitting on the couch with both elbows on his legs, with arched eyebrows, pouty lips and clicking a pen, right?

Chuckling softly at the scene, “Cheol,” picking up one of the bags on the floor and bringing them to the kitchen, “you look like you're trying very hard to push out a poop.”

He rolls his eyes at your comment and continues to click the pen in his hand.

Coming back from the kitchen to grab another bag, “You know if you are really having a hard time pushing it out, an easier way is to lift your legs.”

“Yn this is a serious matter- wait really?- that’s besides the point,” 

You go through a giggling fit, almost dropping the bag when he changed the subject for a little, “Yes, it really does work.”

“Urg, why won’t you take this seriously?” He goes to write something on the paper on the coffee table.

When you finished putting all the stuff away, the front door unlocks, entering Mingyu, who’s here to cook the food for the welcome back party (or some excuse to get drunk idk).

“What’s up with coups?” He asks as he watches the older boy continue to write on the paper.

“Oh, someone told me I looked good whilst we were at the store and now he’s plotting their death.” 

A confused look grows on Mingyu’s face. “Isn’t that a complement?”

“All they said was good,” Cheol says, “They forgot all the other words that perfectly describe them. Perfect… Gorgeous… and any other positive word in the dictionary.” He grabs the paper filled with more compliments and starts waving it in the air.

“No one gets away with that. No one.”

[ bonus]

A week later.

You were in the boys dorms once again, reading a book on the same couch, Cheol wrote that list of nice things to you.

“Does anyone know where my card is?” Mingyu walks in the living room asking you and the other members that are in as well. 

Sinking deeper into the couch, lifting the book higher so it can hide the smug smile on your face. You almost exposed yourself with the giggles about to come out of your mouth.

But luckily saved by a Cheol running to you from the bathroom, “Yn, you were right, if you lift your legs while sitting on the toilet, it’s much easier to get it out.” 

“I’m sorry-WHAT?!” Mingyu exclaims.