LUNATIC

Genre: Fluff

Member: Kihyun

Word Count: 2,538

a/n: Have a good weekend!

The Friend in Boyfriend: Changkyun / Jooheon / Shownu / Wonho / Hyungwon / Minhyuk / Kihyun

“But if I was your boyfriend I bet you wouldn’t want me to leave” Kihyun pressed and you gaped at him as you hid under the cocoon of blankets you had formed. “That’s your reasoning?” you asked in disbelief, “I have a stomach flu and don’t want you here, and you think if you were my boyfriend I’d let you stay, that’s your reasoning?” you repeated and he nodded confidently, grinning as he sat at the end of your couch, watching you in amusement. “That’s the dumbest logic I’ve ever heard- If you were my boyfriend you’d be the last person I’d want to see when I look like this” you countered and Kihyun chuckled, his cheeks rising so high his eyes formed crescents.

“But you wouldn’t refuse my care, you’d be all shy and accepting in the end because I’d be your boyfriend, so just pretend” he replied and you scoffed, chuckling ungracefully at the confidence radiating off of him from his suggestion. “You’re- I don’t even know how to insult you” you said and he rose to his feet, “I’m going to bring stuff to make food, don’t lock the door” he said and you watched him helplessly from your spot on the couch. Your hair was a tangled mess, and your eyes wore dark eye bags from the lack of sleep due to waking up several times throughout the night to throw up, you probably smelled bad, and being sick made you moody, and here he was, trying to bother you some more.

Without second thoughts, he left and you were alone once again. You didn’t like company when you were sick- no, you did, you wanted to be babied, but you were also unexpectedly feeling the need to hurl every so often, and it wasn’t exactly a sight to hold. So yes, you were lonely and feeling crappy, but you didn’t want Kihyun to think of your head down the toilet every time he saw you in the future.

You watched him prepare things in your kitchen from afar, his eyebrows furrowing in concentration as his fringe hung over them. “Anything I eat, I throw up, so don’t try too hard” you commented and caught a glimpse of a small smirk on his lips. “But you’ll eat it right?” he asked, not exactly expecting an answer because he knew you would say yes. You watched as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and began pulling things out of grocery bags and mixing ingredients into a pot.

He’s seen you sick a handful of times, but you always managed to look relatively decent, at least your hair was done, or part of your makeup, but right now you were as pale and yellow as a banana from dehydration and your eyes were swollen from all the crying you had done. You had warned him that you cried when you were very sick, but he shrugged it off with a, “That’s cute, I’ll just hug you if you do” which made your stomach somersault as you rolled your eyes at him. You hugged the blanket around you tightly and crossed your arms on top of the counter and rested your head over them.

You stared at nothing in particular when you caught him glancing at you briefly, making you frown, “What, having second thoughts?” you joked and Kihyun smirked warmly and shook his head, “You’re cute” he said, turning back to his task and beginning to boil whatever soup he was creating. You scoffed lightly and moved back to the couch, laying down and curling up like you did earlier. Kihyun then came from the kitchen and pushed your legs gently, sitting and taking your arm, “Sit” he said and you quirked an eyebrow at him, “Why?” you asked but complied nonetheless.

When you did, he took your head and placed it on his shoulder, wrapping an arm around you and running his fingers gently on your arm. You chuckled and glanced at him, “What are you doing?” you asked and he smiled, “Don’t people like to cuddle when they’re sick?” he asked and you raised your head to look at him, “Do you?” you asked teasingly and he clicked his tongue at you, placing your head back on his shoulder. “Maybe” he then said softly and you grinned, “You’re such a baby” you joked and he covered your mouth gently in an attempt to hush you, “Says the baby letting me cuddle her” he remarked and you jabbed his side playfully. “You said you wanted to act like my boyfriend, so I’m letting you” you countered and he giggled, “Whatever you say” he replied, and the two of you remained that way for several seconds until he was standing back up to go to the kitchen.

As soon as he was out of sight, you scrunched your face and pressed your palms to your cheeks, was it suddenly getting hot, or were you maybe getting flashes of heat due to your illness? You felt your head spin a little when you looked over the couch to see if Kihyun was on his way back, and the simple action made your stomach churn unpleasantly. You felt yourself break out in sudden cold sweat and you stood up quickly, making your way towards the bathroom but bumping into Kihyun as he got out of the kitchen. “You okay?” he asked in concern as you shook your head and brushed past him in urgency, feeling yourself grow more nauseous.

He followed after you but you were quick to lock yourself in the bathroom, “Don’t come in!” you said sternly, getting down on your knees and preparing yourself over the toilet seat. “Are you sure? Do you need me to get anything?” he asked and you shook your head, unable to speak- god, why did he have to be here of all days?

When you finished up, you wet your face and brushed your teeth, then stepped out and found Kihyun peeking from the end of the hallway, “Better?” he asked, and you nodded, feeling your eyes tear up as you walked back to your spot on the couch. You sniffed and cuddled back into the blankets, laying down and closing your eyes for a few seconds. You heard Kihyun shuffle towards you and you opened your eyes to find him sitting on the floor before you, arranging what he had made for you on the coffee table. A wild tear ran across the bridge of your nose and Kihyun’s eyes widened as he glanced at you, a small gasp escaped his lips and you buried your face under the blankets to hide your vulnerability.

“No, no, no, it’s okay” he tried softly, running his hand gently on your shoulder, “Stop, you’re going to make me sob” you whimpered and he chuckled lightly, “So? As your friend or boyfriend, you should still do it around me” he countered and you scoffed, letting out a light chuckle. You peeked out of your blankets and caught him smiling widely, reaching for a cup of tea and handing it to you, “Sit up and drink this slowly” he said and you nodded, taking it and sitting. When you took a small sip, you sighed and sniffed a little, “You sound more like my mom than my boyfriend” you joked and he grinned, a laugh leaving him.

He stood up and made his way to your side, switching the television on and throwing an arm over you, “Let’s watch movies” he stated, already looking through your favorite tv series. You sipped some more of your tea and voluntarily leaned your head against him, throwing your legs over his lap while you were at it, feeling him grin as you did. “Don’t tease, you instigated the pretend boyfriend plan” you said and felt him laugh as he nodded, “I’m not teasing, it’s just cute” he commented and you drank some more of your tea, feigning annoyance.

You didn’t know when exactly it was that you fell asleep, but you woke up lying down against Kihyun’s chest as as the two of you laid on the couch. You squinted and rubbed the sleep off your eyes, getting up slowly and realizing Kihyun himself was asleep. You scooted off the couch as gently as possible and checked the time, finding out it was already late into the evening. You turned back to Kihyun and caught him already watching you, sleep still evident on his face. “It’s late” you said and Kihyun took in a sharp breath as he sat up and checked his cell phone, “I should go” he mumbled and you watched him run a hand through his hair and offer you a small smile before standing.  

You stood in your spot while he gathered his things, “There’s some soups in the kitchen if you get hungry, and medicine too” he said groggily as you stood and waited without saying much. Before heading for the door, he smirked warmly at you and took you into his chest, one hand going to the back of your head lovingly. “Thank you for taking care of me, you did a pretty good boyfriend” you commented softly and felt him grin as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, “I hope you feel better” he said after a long pause and you nodded. He finally pulled away and headed for the door, but you didn’t want him to leave yet, not now after he had taken care of you so kindly and on top of that had made you realize how lonely it was to be sick.

You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him to stay as you watched him open the door and bid you a small wave before stepping out. As soon as he closed the door, you ran to it and opened it, catching him only a few steps away from it. He turned to you in surprise and cackled, “W-Wha-” he stammered as his eyes formed crescents once again. You chuckled a little as well and walked outside to hug him, wrapping your arms around his waist, “Be a boyfriend a little longer” you said, burying your face into his chest so he wouldn’t tease your embarrassed expression.

“You’re so cute” he teased anyway and you groaned, his arms wrapping around you and swaying you slowly, “How much longer?” he then asked and you knitted your eyebrows in confusion, lifting your head to meet his gaze, “What?” you asked and he smiled sheepishly. “Nothing, let’s go inside” he then said and the two of you walked back inside, “Make us soup” you said, guiding him back into the kitchen as he grinned.

“It’s already ready, I made it before but you threw up so I didn’t want to give it to you right away” he said and you stood next to him and watched, “Just microwave it” you suggested but he shook his head and turned the stove on, letting the soup heat up once more. “I thought you didn’t want me here today” he commented, leaning against the countertop and crossing his arms as he faced you. You shrugged and looked away, “I didn’t… but being sick sucks more if you’re alone” you said with a chuckle and he raised his eyebrows at you, “I think you just got too excited with me being your boyfriend” he teased and you snorted, “Don’t bite your tongue” you remarked and turned on your heel, ready to step out of the kitchen but before you could, you felt Kihyun sneak up from behind you and take your arm, pulling you into his chest.

You let out a small huff as he wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on top of your head while he leaned back against the countertop with you in his embrace. “See? Don’t push your luck” you said and felt him chuckle, one of his hands coming back to the back of your head like earlier. He cleared his throat and kept you in place, allowing you to feel his chest rise as he took a deep breath, “Would you really be against me pushing my luck?” he asked tentatively, and on cue, you heard his heartbeat pick up its pace a little.

You knitted your eyebrows and let your hands go to his sides as you pulled away enough to look up at him, “Huh?” you asked, not really knowing what else to say. Your words made Kihyun smile sheepishly as he brought you back into his chest, “Don’t look at me, you make me nervous” he admitted and you laughed a little, “What, why?” you said, trying to pull away again but he held you in place. The two of you chuckled and Kihyun finally let you go to bring his attention to the now boiling soup.

You made your way back to the living room and sat down at the couch, draping the blankets over your legs. Of course you knew what Kihyun was hinting at. You were just really good at denying it and pretending he didn’t feel the way he did towards you. Not because you didn’t want it either, but wanting it and knowing it can work are two very different things. He was way too good to you, and you were just scared of having that end as soon as the two of you fought or broke up.

A few seconds later, he came into the living room with two bowls of soup, setting them on the coffee table and sitting at your side. The tv still played random content, making up for the quiet the two of you were now giving as you ate.

Once the two of you were done, you sat back and let out a long sigh, making Kihyun turn to you with a giggle, “How’s your stomach?” he asked, leaning back as well. You nodded slowly and avoided his stare, “So far so good” you commented rather quietly. Kihyun scooted closer to you and took your hand in his, bringing it over his lap as he then placed your head on his shoulder like earlier.

You wanted to cry again, and mostly because you were tired and your stomach was beginning to growl in distaste, but another part of you wanted to cry because you were so grateful.

“How much longer do you want me to be your boyfriend?” Kihyun suddenly asked softly, and despite the meaning of his words, the air around the two of you was as light as a feather. “I want you to always be my friend” you then said, and it was enough for Kihyun to let out a quiet breath and smile faintly, finally nodding in acceptance.

Day 1

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Synopsis: Donghyuck is terrible at english. It’s his worst subject. In order for him to graduate to the next grade he has to get a minimum grade on his final. That gives him a week to prepare with the help of a suggested tutor, Y/n the smartest girl in his class.

“What do you mean I can’t graduate if I don’t get a 83% on the final” I asked my teacher cluelessly.

“Donghyuck, you’ve failed every test in this class. You can’t pass this class unless you get at least an 83% on the test.” My teacher told me.

“I’m not good with english I blame you, you’re the teacher.”

“You will not speak to me in such way.” She said raising her voice. I rolled my eyes annoyed. “You should ask y/n to tutor you for the final.”

“I should ask who?” I asked. I’ve never heard the name ‘y/n’ before. I dont know who this person was.”

“She sits in the back of the class. She has the highest grade. I’m sure she’s not busy. Anyway you’re dismissed I have things to do. Goodluck.” She said before grabbing her bag and leaving. I banged my head against the board. How the hell was I gonna pass this final. I headed to lunch sulking. I was upset. When I sat down at the table I buried my head in my arms.

“What’s wrong Donghyuck?” Jeno asked eating his lunch.

“I’m gonna flunk if I don’t get at least 83% on my english final. Ms. Kim said to have y/n teach me but I don’t even know who the hell that is” I groaned.

“She’s literally the top in our whole class, matter fact there she is right there.” Renjun said pointing to her. “She’s my rival. I can never beat her” I turned to see who she was and wow she was cute.

“Oh man she’s gorgeous”

“Donghyuck worry about your grades first.” Renjun said.

“aish I will. She has to tutor me anyway.” I said getting up.

“You can’t make her.” Jisung added.

“I’m sure she won’t refuse”

“Don’t count on it” Renjun said. I turned to look at her. She was eating alone.

“Why is she eating alone?” I asked curiously.

“She’s been a loner since middle school.” Jeno said.

“What why?”

“Because she’s so smart people don’t really like her…” Jeno added.

“That’s stupid”

“You didn’t even know who she was and she’s been in your grade since forever!” Chenle said

“Shut it big mouth!” I argued back. I pushed away from the table and headed over to Y/N. I sat across from her and shot her a smile.

“W-What are you doing?” She asked me putting down her utensils.

“I have a proposal for you.”

“hm okay I’m listening” She put her elbows on the table and placed her chin in the palms of her hands. I gulped.

“Well I have to get a 83% on my english final to graduate and I thought you would be perfect as my tutor.” She laughed at me. Not the cute giggle laugh but the hysterical laugh that made me feel a little stupid.

“Me be your tutor? Hmph what’s in it for me?”

“I’ll take you on a date.”

“Who said I want to go on a date with you?”

“I don’t see why you wouldn’t”

“I could name 3 reasons”

“Please don’t.” I said. She was a little fiesty but I liked it. She sighed and bit her lip.

“I’ll tutor you but I want something in return. I don’t know what it is yet, but you seem desperate. So do you agree?” I hesitated before answering.

“I agree”

“Hand me your phone.” I unlocked my phone and handed it to her. She saved her number and texted herself.

“Do you know my name?”

“I actually do not.”

“Donghyuck.”

“Nice, I’ll text you” She said getting up. I stood up as well.

“Okay see you soon” I said awkwardly waving watching her walk away. I went back to my table and sighed.

“What she say?” Jeno asked curiously

“She’ll do it but I have to give her something in return which I’m completely fine with.”

“I knew it” Renjun said clenching his fist.

“I mean at least she’s tutoring me.”

“Hmph I hate her”

“I’m sure she doesnt even know you exist”

“She doesnt! Which is why I hate her!”

“Dude you’ve got some issues.”

“I don’t get it why don’t you just have Renjun tutor you? He’s smart right?” Jaemin said.

“Yeah but Renjun also sucks at english, he was just able to pass. Y/n is a goddess in every subject guarantee Donghyuck will pass” Chenle said pointing his index finger in the ear. Renjun lounged at him. “Please don’t abuse me.”

“Learn to shut your mouth aish” I shook my head at the both of them. My phone vibrated in my pocket.

New Text Message from “Y/n 🐼”

‘Meet me at the music shop down the street @ 3:00pm right after school. Don’t be late.’

Me: “I’ll be there.”

I smiled to myself and headed back to class ignoring the guys bickering. For the rest of the school day I kept thinking of Y/n. I wonder what she was like. She was so mysterious to me. The bell rung and I stoop up quickly rushing out the door. I grabbed my things from my locker and jogged out the school heading to the Music Store. I looked at my phone 2:55pm. I fixed myself before I walked in trying to make myself look like I wasn’t in a rush. I opened the door and the bell rung indicating someone had came in or left out. Y/n was in the middle of skimming through some songs but when she heard the bell her head turned to me and it was like a kodak moment. She was really pretty, I couldn’t believe I didn’t realize this before. When she saw me she gave me a smile which caused me to smile as I headed towards her.

“I’m curious. Why a music shop.”

“Don’t question my methods but this will help you.” She put some headphones in my ears and connected them to the ipod. “I’m going to make you a playlist with music in english. Listen to this playlist 1-3 times a day. It will improve your vocabulary.” I nodded in response. She started off with Remember The Time by Michael Jackson.

“I like him.”

“You know who he is?”

“Of course! One of my favorite songs is The Girl Is Mine.” She blinked at me. She placed her finger on her lip.

“I don’t think I’ve heard that one.”

“Fake fan”

“At least I know what he’s saying without looking up the translations”

“Ouch. I was kidding.” She looked down and grabbed the hem of her shirt.

“Sorry…” She said it quietly but it was sincere. I gave her a soft smile while putting the headphones in her ear. She was startled.

“I’m going to play the song for you” I said searching up The Girl Is Mine. She rocked herself to the beat as she listened. She caught me staring and pulled one headphone out and slipped one into my ear so we could both listen. I started singing along and she stared up at me making me get flustered.

“What?” I asked laughing a little.

“You can sing… and your pronounciation was really good Donghyuck.”

“You remembered my name.”

“Well duh” She said playfully pushing me. “Okay I have another song. It’s a bit fast and has some slang but it’s really good.” I was admiring her. It seemed that music was something she was passionate about. I adored that especially because music was also something I was passionate about. The song started off with a good beat drop then the guy started singing.

“That’s Chris Brown’s voice” I said. She giggled and nodded and then started singing along.

“The only thing that keeps me up when I’m feeling down. I don’t know about you but I gotta keep mines around. Cause I done look, I done search and it’s hard to find another shortie like mine.” Her singing voice was sweet. I was infatuated with her. She placed her hands on her cheeks. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I shook my head and turned to the other side trying to hide my blush.

“I zoned out” I said scratching my head.

“mm I see” She began skimming through more songs for me and her to listen to. I felt like a weirdo for staring at her but I couldn’t help it. Hours passed that felt like minutes. The store was closing. I sighed.

“I really enjoyed this.”

“Why are you having fun? This is cram time!” She looked at me with a serious face but she didn’t hold it very long she ended up giggling at herself and it was the cutest thing. “Thank you sir” She told the store owner before grabbing me and heading out the door.

“I should walk you home.” I suggested trying to be a gentleman.

“Uh no-no it’s fine”

“Are you sure? It’s pretty la—“

“I said it’s fine.” She said sternly. “No worries” She said adding a small smile. “You go home and don’t forget to listen to the playlist.“ I nodded.

“O-Kay” I said in english. She gave me a big smile and waved before jogging off. I turn the opposite direction and headed home.

Once I got home I took a shower, ate dinner, and brushed my teeth. My mother told me I looked like I was glowing and then she asked me if I had a girlfriend and I thought of Y/n. She wasn’t my girlfriend but I’m sure that’s why I was ‘Glowing’. I flopped in my bed and took out my phone and played the playlist Y/n made for me. I kept replaying the time I spent with her over and over again. I groaned.

“Is this what love feels like?” I asked myself out loud while clenching my shirt. I shook my head and buried myself in my pillow. I couldn’t shake the thought of Y/n. Something bothered me though, I couldn’t understand why she didn’t want me to walk her home. I couldn’t help but think that maybe she’s hiding something.