#cute-cumber

OMFG

Couple: Park Kyung X Reader

Genre: Angst / Fluff

Rating: PG13

Idea behind the story: Kyung accidentally lets it slip that’s he’s in love with you and he tries to brush it off to avoid your rejection

Boring was the only way to describe the way you’re professor painstakingly explained every aspect of the Mitochondria. Cell growth, cell division, blah, blah, blah.

The only reason you had signed up for this class was because your best friend Kyung had convinced you to add it to your list of collage courses.

“We only ever cross paths for five minutes at a time!” He had whined loudly, picking up a fry from your shared plate at your favorite diner. He dipped it in mustard, something you had always made fun of him for because, lets be real that’s gross, and then continued complaining. “It’s like our lives are completely separate now. I miss my best friend. This is the first time we’ve seen each other in two weeks and we’re both working too hard. If we both sign up for the 1:30 slot for this class we’ll get an hour guaranteed together twice a week! Even more than that if we study together!”

You looked over to your friend now in that class only to find him asleep once again at his desk. His blonde hair hung over his eyes and a small snore escaped from his mouth. Sighing in exasperation you wondered why you even agreed to do this if you were the only one who was going to stay awake during class. If all he did was sleep than you weren’t really spending time together at all.

Spending time with him was so appealing to you at the time. You missed him so much and the fact that he begged you so much to do this had made you think he wanted to see more of you too. At one point it even convinced you that he might...might love you too.

The bell rang and you stood up, slinging your backpack over your shoulder. You looked at Kyung’s sleeping figure one more time before you walked around his desk and out the door.

If all he wanted to do was sleep during your time together then there was really no point to waking him up so he could walk with you.

Jerking your head up from your book you let out gasp of surprise as you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Y/n! Why didn’t you wake me up?” Kyung asked, plopping himself down next to you.

“Kyung!” You threw a pen at him in anger and huffed out a breath. “You scared the shit out of me! What is wrong with you?”

“No, what’s wrong with you? You’re the one who left me asleep on a desk only to have an old man shaking me awake to see if I was okay! You didn’t wake me up!”

“Why should I wake you up when all you want to do is take a nap?” At his confused expression you let out a harsh breath, but continued on in a quieter tone when a librarian shushed you two. “That was the second time you fell asleep in class this week Kyung. This week. We only have class twice a week. We’re not spending time together at all, you’re just sleeping then walking me to the library and leaving.”

He angrily shoved his hand through his hair, “Do you have any clue what my schedule is like? I wake up at 5am for goodness sake and don’t get to sleep until practically midnight. I go from plane to plane, show to show, practice to practice, day after day. So sue me if I try to make up an excuse to spend some time with the person I’m in love with! I-”

“Kyung.” You held up a hand for him to stop, unsure if you heard the last part he’d said correctly.

“No. I mean, you’re my friend and I love you.” He rushed through his explanation quickly, flustered and panicky, “Like you’re my family and I never get to see you. It’s just sad, okay? I don’t get to see the people I care for much so I just wanted to try and spend more time with you.”

“I’m...like your family? That’s not how you say you love a family member.” The anger under your skin started surfacing again as you talked, frustration building when faced with the fact that Kyung loved you and you loved him, but he just wouldn’t admit it to you out loud. “You said ‘the person I’m in love with’ not ‘one of the people I love.’ There’s a difference Kyung. Just admit it! Admit you love me.”

The librarian shushed you two again and you both turned to her and hissed a sharp “okay!” in her direction. She sunk back to her desk and glared at the two of you. Too much more of this and you knew she’d kick you out.

“Look Y/n...” Kyung took a deep breath and looked back to you. “Don’t make this awkward. I know you don’t feel that way about me, so pretend like you didn’t hear that. I’d rather spend time with you as your friend than not spend any time with you at all. I’m sorry I fell asleep, please don’t be mad at me I promise I’ll stay awake somehow from now on.”

“You’re an idiot!” You whispered-screamed at him. “I’ve been in love with you for a year and I’ve been practically saying that straight to you for just as long! Every time I try to confess to you you brush it off like I’m trying to say something else, like you don’t believe that I could love you. But I did, and I do. I love you, and you just proved to me that you love me too.”

Eyes wide, mouth slightly opened, Kyung stuttered for a moment before he was able to get his words out correctly. “You were actually confessing to me? You actually love me?”

“Of course I do you idiot. Do I have to continue spelling it out or do you have something to say back to me?”

He choked out a laugh, “I am an idiot. I can’t believe you... The one and only time I’ve ever doubted myself in my entire life and I was wrong! You do love me. You really do?”

“For the third and final time Kyung, I love you okay? I. Love. You.”

Before you knew it kyung had stood up and enclosed you in a bone crushing hug, his chin digging into your shoulder. “I love you too Y/n. I’m finally saying it. I can’t believe it! I love you too!”