#;panda

> high school popular kid/nerd au <

Yukwon took in a deep breath, eyes closing for a few seconds before he opened them again. Nope, the school was still here, he sighed before glaring at the object of his hate. Oh, it was not because he had bad grades or didn’t like to learn, far from that: actually, Yukwon enjoyed getting more knowledge and his grades were quite good. He even had a few friends, admittedly weird ones, but still. If this was an american movie, he thought while stepping into high school while looking down at the ground like always, he would probably be what they called a nerd. He wasn’t particularly handsome and his hair were falling over his eyes and—

Someone bumped into him, making the young boy stumble and glared at the culprit from behind his bangs. But instead of feeling anger, he immediately pursed his lips in, a thousand butterflies filling his stomach. Lee Byunghun. The handsome and amazing and popular Lee Byunghun with a lot of friends and probably girlfriends, the guy who was a rapper and loved to show his skills, but he was also very kind and not really an ass to less popular kids and there was a lot of other factors that made him Kim Yukwon’s stupid crush. 

"I’m sorry, did I hurt you? Are you alright?" Yukwon’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly before he closed his mouth, shaking his head slightly as he hung it down. He had always been unable to talk to him and it wasn’t about to change. There had been that one time where they became partners for a project in Sciences but Yukwon had pretended to have a stomachache to avoid Byunghun. Just thinking about this moment still made him roll around in his bed out of frustration. 

When he looked up, Byunghun had left and the boy sighed heavily. He was so, so, so damn stupid! He was about to bash his head against the nearest wall when an arm got thrown around his shoulders. 

"Kwon, Kwon, Kwonnie. Still unable to confess to the almighty Byunghun?" Park Kyung. Yukwon sighed. Sometimes his friends had the best — or worst timing. 

"Shut up. I’m never ever going to confess to him- we already had this conversation a thousand times and you know it!" He puffed his cheeks out and pushed Kyung’s arm away from his shoulders. 

"Yeah, I know. Popular so he likes girls and wouldn’t look at you anyway, blablabla. This is getting old, cute kwonnie."

"Don’t call me like this, you ass." Kyung’s laugh resonated in the hallway while Yukwon stomped away, a frown on his facial features. It had just been one year of staring at his crush and day-dreaming about him and Yukwon knew he was stupid, stupid, stupid. The school year was soon coming to an end though and he could only be glad about it: he’d be able to move on. 

The rest of the day went on normally. Kyung fell asleep during maths and Yukwon got lost in his thoughts a hundredth times even though he tried his best to get attentive. (He was lucky he had good grades, teachers never told him anything, unlike Kyung who received a couple of hit on his head.)

The last class of the day arrived and Yukwon could barely suppressed his groan: he hated sciences. Not because it wasn’t interesting, but because they were sharing this class with Byunghun’s. Girls were giggling and trying to get his attention and the boys were loud and everything was just so annoying when Yukwon only wanted to understand how his own body was working. And possibly how he could get rid of his stupid attraction towards who only saw him as a nerd. 

Sitting down, he frowned as the buzzing of girls’ voices increased in the room which only made Kyung delighted. “I have to kiss one of those girls by the end of the year.” 

"Kyung, they don’t even know you exist." Yukwon chuckled, shaking his head. A high-pitched giggle caught his attention and he looked up, his eyes immediately finding Byunghun who walked into the classroom, followed by his popular friends, Changjo, Minsoo and Niel. Besides him, Kyung snorted.

"They think they’re the F4 or what?" 

Yukwon didn’t have time to reply that the teacher walked in and everyone got to their places. His gaze automatically drifted towards Byunghun and he hated himself for this. The boy was about to sigh heavily when a piece of folded paper fell onto his desk. Yukwon opened it then shook his head at the words he saw written on.

You’re staring~~~

- Z.

Woo Jiho. The third member of their “nerd” group. He was rather quiet and Yukwon was sure that if Byughun wasn’t popular, Jiho would be the one making the girls swoon. 

He didn’t reply and just ignored the stifled laugh of his friend who was sitting behind him when the teacher clapping in his hands caught his attention. “Alright, you’re gonna get into teams of two people and go around the school to gather things that you think can contribute at making the Earth a better place. Seeing how the previous groups worked so well last time, you’re going to go back with the partner you had at this time.”

No, why is this my life, let me die, let me die, no, no—

“Yukwon?” Nooooooooooooo. Yukwon glanced upwards and suppressed a sigh when the Lee Byunghun was facing his table with his trademark smile. He was going to spend two hours with his crush. Great, just great. And this time, a stomachache wouldn’t help him at all. 

He stood up purposely slowly, taking a pen and a piece of paper to take notes while Byunghun would be gathering the items they needed. They then made their way out of the classroom and they tried to ignore the childish whines of the girls or Kyung’s annoying whistling. He was going to kill him. 

"So…" Byunghun started, rubbing at the back of his neck as he tentatively glanced over to Yukwon who tried to make himself as small as possible thought they were almost the same height. "No stomachache to avoid me this time?"

Yukwon’s eyes widened. “I— No— I did not— avoid you.” He mumbled, hating himself for being unable to talk properly. 

"It felt like it though…You know, I, uhm… Ah, I’m not good with words." Now that was weird. They looked at each other for a second before looking away, a deep blush creeping up Yukwon’s neck and cheeks while Byunghun focused his gaze elsewhere. It had become really awkward within seconds and Yukwon felt that these two hours would be  something close to being in hell. "I mean. Do you dislike me?"

"No!" Was Yukwon immediate reply, his eyes shutting down as he tried to stop himself from running away. "I don’t…dislike you." He mumbled and looked down, walking faster to avoid any kind of conversation. He still felt Byunghun’s eyes on his back though and he couldn’t help it but to look over his shoulder. His crush grinned and ran after him. 

"I’m glad then. You have always fascinated me… Not in a creepy kind of way! You just seem…interesting. Smart, and uh…cute. " Byunghun scratched at his cheek though a wide smile was still plastered on his face. Yukwon felt his heart skip a beat, then a second one. 

Before he could react, Byunghun had taken a hold onto his arm and dragged him behind the school, in a hidden corner where smokers came to smoke during breaks. 

"What are you—"

Yukwon started softly but got cut off by Byunghun staring at him. “Would that be awkward…if I say that I’ve always wanted to get to know you? Like, I don’t know why you keep avoiding me each time I tried to talk to you, but it got me fascinated, to be honest, and, uh. Yeah. I just really— I want to kiss you.”

"Oh." It was a lot to assimilate and the only words Yukwon really managed to understood were "I want to kiss you". Needless to say that Yukwon suddenly felt really lost. "Is this some kind of joke? A bet, maybe?" 

"No! Not at all! You’re like, so gorgeous, your smile is killing me, well not killing me but— Ahhh, I don’t knnow how to explain." Byunghun ran a hand through his hair, seemingly frustrated. And Yukwon still didn’t know what to say. It felt like a dream, but the blood pumping in his ears and his heart against his chest felt all too real. "I’m trying to confess here, Yukwon." 

The said boy looked down at the ground, kicking a few cigarettes butts that were on the floor until two feet faced his and fingers gently tipped his head up. Byunghun was staring at him seriously, but his eyes seemed gentle and almost…loving. The fingers trailed from his chin to his cheekbone and Yukwon let out a shaky breath; if this was dream, he certainly didn’t want to wake up. 

"Can I kiss you…?" Byunghun whispered, his lips ghosting over Yukwon’s. He didn’t wait for a reply though as he closed the gap and gently, almost shyly, pressed his lips to Yukwon’s.