- A lot of Ushijimaโs friends were in shock when they realized that he has a crush on you. He is not a man of many words, but they thought his type would be very different.
- Ushijima fell for how sweet and shy you are. He also absolutely loves your chubby cheeks. He loves to see you laugh because he can see your adorable dimples.
- It did take about 1 month for you to even notice Ushijima. You would never ever think he would want to even be around you.
- Ushijima thought at first that you hated him tbh. You tend to always avoid him.
- Ushijima had to speak to his bestie Tendo about you. It was when Tendo gave him advice to actually confront you.
- Ushijima waits for you after school, knowing he will be late to practice. He didnโt mind tho, he wanted to just speak to you.
- You see him and try to rush away. He finally calls out to your name and has you stop your tracks. โDo I scare you?โ He says as you are a hot red mess. โNo!โ You tend to shout out.
- Ushijima asks for you to wait for him after practice is over to walk you to your home. You agree and you meet him by the front of the schoolโs entrance.
- You two walk together in complete silence. When he finally opens his mouth to say something, you stop, clenching your fists in frustration. โAre you walking me home because you feel bad for me?โ He looks at you wide eyed, a bit confused and shocked. โNo Y/N.. I-โ you cut him off. โIs it to make fun of me bec-โ he cuts you off and grabs your right hand.
- โI would never do that to you. I like you Y/N.โ He is staring at you and uses a very firm voice. Youโre in complete shock.
- โWhy? Why would you like someone like me Ushijima-San?โ His body moves and pulls you in for a hug. You are so in shock that you stand completely still as his hugs your warm body.
- Ushijima isnโt a guy who goes for looks. He loves your personality. The way you are so intelligent in class, the way you can ramble on and on about K-Dramaโs with your friends. He loves your curvy body, he loves how you have a tummy and thicker legs compared to all the other girls.. of course he wouldnโt say that tho.
- As he continues to hug you, not loosening his hold, he says โPlease donโt disrespect yourself like that. I like you how you are. I like for who you are. Let me get to know you better.โ
- A quiet โyesโ is all he hears from you. He is actually shocked you agreed. โI thought you hated me.โ He says as he pulls away. You smile shyly, โI donโt. I think youโre pretty cool yourself.โ
- Ushijima plans a date to the movies. He gets you a corn dog and popcorn and drinks. You two enjoy the movie and then plan another hang out. Next thing you know, you developed feelings for him.
- You confess your feelings to him a month later. He was a very happy camper.
- Ushijima asks you out one day after school. โWould you like to be my girlfriend?โ You didnโt say anything until you said this, โI donโt want to embarrass you. I know being with me can ruin your reputation.โ
- Ushijima grabs both your hands having your full attention. โI like you y/n. I donโt care what anyone else thinks. You will be my girlfriend, and I enjoy every thing we do together. Please give me the privilege to be your boyfriend.โ
- You shyly agree to his request and earns a kiss on the cheek. You made him a very adorable blushing mess.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - High School, Fluff, First Kiss, Making Out, Fluff and Humor, POV Bucky Barnes, Romance, happy endings, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Bucky and Steve are good at everything except dealing with their feelings for each other, Unnecessary pining because the love is very much requited, Steve wearing Bucky's shirts and giving Bucky heart palpitations, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts
Summary:
After he catches Steveโs name, he hears one of the girls saying,
โโ but heโs probably a terrible kisser. I mean, can you imagine?โ
And Bucky is drunk, and heโs on edge because heโs been having a bad night at this awful party, he hates it when people donโt get how great Steve is, and that means heโs gotta say something โ
So he says,
โThatโs bullshit.โ Itโs slightly slurred, and heโs a little dizzy when he says it.โSteveโs good at everything. Anyoneโd be lucky to kiss him.โ
(or: Bucky is very competent and is doing a pretty great job at just about everything โ except handling his feelings for Steve. He's doing a terrible job at that. It's a problem.)
Snippet:
Steve is wearing one of Buckyโs t-shirts when Bucky walks into his room on Sunday afternoon. The shirt is a little big on Steve, just like Buckyโs shirts always are on him. Seeing Steve wear it does things to Buckyโs heart and his breathing, just like seeing Steve in his shirts always does.
Those thoughts used to go in the box. He doesnโt even try today. Theyโre too small, too everyday, and the box is too full. He canโt be bothered attempting to shove away these thoughts. Heโs already pushed down a hundred similar ones.
Steveโs drawing on his forearm with a marker, adding to a colorful pattern that Bucky assumes heโs been working on for a couple of hours. Itโs a habit of Steveโs, drawing and redrawing designs on his skin, ones he wants to someday make permanent.
Steve looks up at Bucky, capping his marker and grinning. ย Heโs smiling but thereโs something in his expression that makes Bucky think Steve mightโve heard about the party.
imagine your f/o picking you up for prom. they stand at the base of the stairs, engaging in general conversation with your family as they wait for you to get ready. after a few minutes, the sound of your bedroom door opening can be heard and you start making your way down the stairs. you catch a glimpse of your f/o and feel your breath catch in your throat slightly at how beautiful they look. this is your first time seeing them in such formal attire (and vice-versa) and you love how well it suits them. as you enter full view, a smile crawls up your f/o's cheeks and they admire how gorgeous you look. they sigh lovingly and mutter a quiet "wow," as your gazes meet.
โ ๐/๐: This was requested by @catboymingiโโ ~ Thank you so much for requesting and for all the love you give my writing ๐ฅบ๐ฅฐ My heart fluttered while I was reading your request because I found it so cute~~~ I hope you like it! I had intended to make this like 2k words but got so carried away...and now itโs 4k+...I really hope I did your request justice because I did get a bit sidetracked and carried away but I tried my best...I really did....Do let me know what you think!๐
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"What...what...what are you doing?" A baffled Wooyoung asked as he strode into Mingi's mother's kitchen. The previously immaculate granite countertops were now coated with flour and sugar, making an absolute mess of the pristine kitchen.
Mingi huffed and wiped his brow while pushing his round glasses upwards.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" He bit back and focused on his task at his hand as his friend just sat on one of the chairs in front of him.
"You never bake...why are you baking?"
Mingi put his whisk down and stared straight into his friend's eyes.
"He found out that (Y/n) likes lemon cupcakes," Yeosang mused as he strolled into the kitchen, a cheeky smile on his face.
Wooyoung snorted before turning to his friend.
"Is that true? Has someone developed a crush? When are you going to confess?"
Question after question was dropped onto Mingi as he gazed up at both the boys, eyes darting back and forth to find a way to avoid answering questions from his invasive friends.
"Never?" He asked and turned to grab the muffin tray before pouring the clumpy batter into it.
"What? What do you mean you're never going to confess? Yunho asked and Mingi just bit his lip before shaking his head.
"Guys, there's no way a person like (Y/n) is going to like me. And besides...this isn't the first time they'll be getting something from me."
Yeosang scrunched his nose before looking at his friend in distaste.
"How long exactly have you had a crush on (Y/n)?"
"About a year..." Mingi trailed off and Wooyoung gasped dramatically before punching the taller male in the arm.
"And I didn't know about this?" He asked, absolutely flabbergasted at the lack of information.
"Why do you have to know about my one-sided love life?" Mingi asked and pushed his glasses up his nose again.
"Because I'm your friend and I can help you confess," Wooyoung stated with an eye roll as if it was the most obvious and logical answer in his head.
"No no, they don't need to know anything. I'm not going to confess," Mingi said as he bent down, peeking at his lumpy muffins with a small smile on his face.
He was content with admiring you from afar. There was no reason for him to get close to you and as long as he got to see you smile from a safe distance, all was rainbows and unicorns with his life.
The next day, Mingi walked to school early with a little skip in his step. His white uniform shirt was buttoned till the top and his glasses weren't dropping down his nose like usual. He just knew that it was going to be a good day.
The school grounds were empty as he walked through the gates. The green of the sports field lush as the football players were yet to ruin it with their shoes.
Bright sun rays bathed Mingi in their warmth as he hiked his bag further up his shoulder, mindful of the precious cargo that was lying in the side pocket.
There were a couple of students when he entered the main building. Both your classes were all the way on the third floor but Mingi still had a solid fifteen minutes for school to start and he knew you wouldn't be there as your bus was always late.
"Hey, San," he greeted his friend who was sitting by your desk, flipping through some pages of his textbook.
"Hey, what do you have this time?" The lanky male asked as Mingi pulled out a small packet wrapped with a bow and a sunflower.
"Where did you manage to find sunflowers?" San asked, reaching out to touch the sunflower before being swatted away by Mingi who had an annoyed pout on his face.
"Don't touch it," he hissed and carefully placed the things on the corner of your desk before placing his signature car-shaped sticky note message for you.
'You never fail to brighten my day', he scribbled before pasting it down onto the wooden surface and turning to San.
"You didn't see me," he said and watched with a smile as the boy pretended to zip his lips and throw away the key.
Satisfied, he walked back to his own class before plonking into his assigned seat and catching up on some work.
"How did (Y/n) react to the cupcake and flower?" Mingi asked with way too much enthusiasm, his eyes twinkling with a child-like innocence that could put the stars to shame.
"Oh, you would've been over the moon with their reaction, buddy," San said as he imitated your surprised expression.
"Really? Ah, I wish I was in the same class as you-" Mingi's words died down in a choke as he watched you approach both the boys with his sunflower and cat-shaped sticky note in your hands.
His sunflower.
The sunflower he had given you.
And the note! His cat-shaped sticky note!
The poor boy felt like he was going to faint as he let out a little choking noise which had San turn to him in concern before both the boys turned to face you again.
Like always, your white uniform shirt was ironed to a crisp, the navy blue of your lower uniform also creaseless, not a thread out of its place.
"Hey, (Y/n)," San chirped as he eyed Mingi, who had know become a hedgehog, curling into himself as he felt heat risk to his cheeks all the way from his neck. His glasses threatened to slip off his face as he pushed them up before rocking on the balls of his feet nervously.
He had always been a shy boy, ever since childhood. Even the few friends he had now had been with them since kindergarten which was one of the reasons they were the sole few who knew the real Mingi and not the shy one.
"Hey, San and Mingi," you chirped back, giving Mingi a soft smile that made him fidget his fingers and ears turn a fire-engine red.
"I-" Mingi let out before his eyes widened and he rushed off, heart palpitating at the thought of you liking his gifts.
Turning into another corridor, he bumped into Wooyoung who gave him a cheeky dimpled smile before pulling him into the library.
"I saw everything," Wooyoung said as he placed his hands on Mingi's shoulders, squealing slightly before the librarian gave him a glare that had him sheepishly apologising.
"Did you see them, Wooyoung! They liked my cupcakes and they were holding my note and the flower I had given. God, I feel a little faint and I don't think I can-" Mingi ranted, pressing a hand to his chest to calm his racing heart as he leaned against one of the oakwood bookshelves.
"Calm down, lover boy," Wooyoung said as he folded his arms over his chest, offering his friend a bottle of water before sighing at the sound of the ringing bell.
"Let's get back to class," he said and nodded, both of them heading out of the library.
"Is Mingi alright?" You asked San, who was looking just as shocked as you were.
"I...I think he's been eating too many lemon cupcakes," he answered vaguely and you narrowed your eyes before shrugging it off, missing the twitch of San's lip.
People around you had always mentioned how obtuse you were, horrible at picking up on the obvious things around you and reading in between the lines. And while San loved you in the most platonic way possible, he was so darn frustrated at your lack of understanding.
"Speaking of which," you said, twirling the flower in your hand.
"The one left on my desk today morning was so good," you said and San just rubbed his forehead.
"I bet it was," San trailed off before looking at you again.
"You know who makes the best lemon cupcakes?" The boy asked eagerly and you stepped back a little, taken aback by his sudden energy.
"Who? And why are you suddenly so focused on lemon cupcakes?" You asked and San could only sigh before answering you.
"Mingi makes the best lemon cupcakes."
You nodded meekly before smiling at the mention of the boy. To San and the rest of his friends, it wasn't a secret that you liked Mingi. In fact, it was the next most obvious thing after Mingi's crush on you.
But even with all the signs flashing bright neon in your face, you never seemed to catch on.
"Ask him to make some," you said and San just pursed his lips in a thin line.
"Why should I? You do it...you're the one who likes him-"
"Choi San! Don't say that so loudly," you whispered, clapping your hand over his mouth.
A teacher passing by gave you both a strange look that had you withdrawing from each other and straightening out your uniforms.
"Have you ever thought that maybe Mingi feels the same?" San asked through gritted teeth.
And there it was, the biggest hint that could have ever exploded in your face but of course...you being you, just didn't catch on it.
"How would you know?" You retorted and San just shook his head.
"Maybe because Mingi talks to me about it?" He bit back.
And there it was again. At this point, it was more of an indirect confession but of course, your brain didn't catch onto it.
"Yes, I know Mingi talks to you a lot, thanks for rubbing it in," you said and huffed, returning to class.
San groaned and rubbed his face with his hands.
"Goddamnit, (Y/n)!" He mumbled under his breath before following you.
Mingi's eyes bulged out his head when he heard San recount his conversation with you.
"I mean I basically spelt it out for (Y/n) and that obtuse human just doesn't get it for the life of me!" He groaned again and Mingi felt his heart pick up speed again.
"Why!" Mingi cried out, feeling so exposed and outed.
"What do you mean 'why'? You literally begged me to drop hints," San cried back and Wooyoung nodded, eating out of the little ice cream cup he had got his hands on.
"I never asked you to drop any kind of hints!?"
Yeosang walked up to the group, handing San a sandwich and Mingi a rice Krispy bar before sitting on the stone steps next to his friends.
"Yeosang, you tell them. I never asked them to drop hints," Mingi whined, munching aggressively on the cereal bar.
"Sorry, buddy. You're on your own here but think about, it's probably best for you," he said and Mingi just whined, burying his head in his hands.
"Oh, look. Here comes, (Y/n) again," Wooyoung mused and burst out into a full blows cackle as he watched Mingi shriek and run away, cheeks and ears flaming red.
"Why does Mingi always run away whenever I come around?" You asked, sitting down next to Yeosang who offered you a Rice Krispy bar.
"Maybe it's because he likes you," Wooyoung coughed out, earning a laugh from you.
"I wish," you replied and turned to Yeosang, engaging in nonsense conversation with him.
Wooyoung looked at San with a dumb look on his face which the other boy returned. Another indirect confession and you didn't catch onto it.
Both the boys just sighed and shook their heads, horribly disappointed in both their friends.
Mingi climbed the steps two at a time as he made his way to the third floor. Grabbing his pile of cat sticky notes from his bag, he snuck into your empty classroom, sitting at your desk and just enjoying it for a while before getting to work.
He bent over the wooden surface and started scribbling away before the bell rang, signifying the end of lunch.
Peeking out the small window of the classroom, he made sure no one was coming before fleeing the loving crime scene, weapons in hand and a piece of pretty cat-shaped evidence left behind.
โDear (Y/n), sometimes, I wonder if you feel anything after reading my notes. Do you feel happy, creeped out or even curious? Because I know that I think about you every morning and to me, every thought is like a firework that causes my heart to burst with love. I want to fill my world, my universe and my life with you but I'm just not courageous enough... One day, I hope my relationship with you becomes something that can't be hidden but until then... Love, a shy boy'
"Oh damn," you mumbled, reading over the words that had been left on your desk.
"What's got you so shocked," San asked as he entered the classroom taking a seat in your chair.
"I...wow," was all that left your mouth before San took the piece of paper out of your hands.
"Yeah, wow," San said sarcastically and rolled his eyes at the hearts that had been drawn on the paper.
"I wish this person would just leave their name," you whispered before tucking the paper into a small box that was full of cat-shaped notes and their accompanying gifts.
"This person doesn't have the guts," San said nonchalantly, which caused you to laugh.
"You talk like you know this person," you said and shook your head causing the male to scowl.
"Maybe I do know this person," he said and you laughed again, thinking it was just his childish attitude coming into play.
"Yes, and I know the Queen of England," you stuck your tongue at him and San just scowled back at you.
"No, (Y/n), I know this person and so do you. In fact, you know this person very well," San said, his voice dropping in tone to signify just how serious he was.
"No, I don't think I do," you chuckled nervously, San's serious expression freaking you out a bit.
"God, (Y/n). Just think about it...a shy boy. If I'm saying that you know this person, who's a shy person you know?"
You opened your mouth to answer before stopping to think about it a little. None of your and San's common friends came to mind except...Mingi...
But no, someone as cute as him wouldn't ever like someone like you.
"Ugh, just leave it," San gave up and turned to the teacher who had now started teaching.
"Dear (Y/n), sometimes I wonder if you feel anything after reading my notes," San mocked, in a high pitched voice that caused Wooyoung to laugh and Mingi's face to turn beet red.
"I want to fill my universe with you," Wooyung added with animated hand gestures causing the boys to laugh even more.
"Guys, stop," Mingi whined and covered his hot face, careful not to smudge his glasses.
"Okay okay," San said, bursting into laughter again before wiping some fake tears out of his eyes.
"But hey, at least (Y/n) liked the note. I could see them practically swooning," San added and Wooyoung nodded with a smile on his face.
"You basically confessed in that note..." Yeosang pointed out and Mingi just shook his head.
"No...I...I just told them what a great person they are and how much I think about them," Mingi admitted bashfully, his ears turning bright pink.
He whined out in embarrassment, hiding his face behind face again as Yeosang decided to take his turn at teasing the taller boy.
"I hope my relationship with you becomes something that can't be hidden," the boy mocked and Mingi just wanted the ground to split and swallow him whole.
God, someone help him.
The colourful sketch pens rolled off Mingi's desk as he worked hard at decorating the cover of the mixtape he had made.
He had to admit that it was old fashioned but something told him that you would like it.
"Hey, you're mom let me in- oh God, what're you making for (Y/n) now," Yeosang groaned, as he flopped onto Mingi's bed with an eye roll.
"A mixtape," the boy replied quietly, tongue sticking out as he scribbled over the paper.
"And how is (Y/n) going to listen to it? Nobody has a tape player nowadays," the other boy said and Mingi just shrugged.
"They don't have to listen to it. Sometimes, even the thought behind it matters sometimes," Mingi smiled as he placed the tape in a small box filled with origami hearts.
"Let me guess, the hearts also have something?"
Mingi nodded with an excited look in his eyes
"They have the things I love about (Y/n). One quality for one heart. See!" He said, holding up one heart that was now unfolded.
'I like the way you're so kindโ
"Oh wow, I bet they'll just have a heart attack," Yeosang replied lazily and Mingi just dreamed off into space with a smile.
"I hope so...sucks that I can't just confess," he admitted and sighed, tying the box with a black ribbon before tucking it into his school bag.
Mingi had to admit that the worst part about giving you gifts was that he had to space them out.
There was no way he could give you gifts every day (although he would definitely like to). He couldn't seem too eager. Notes; however, were a daily thing.
He watched you go over his words as he pretended to casually walk through the corridor and peek into your class. San caught his eyes with an unamused look before motioning for him to stop.
"Really? 'I saw a puppy today and they reminded me of you because I wanted to squish them and never let them go'?" San felt absolutely baffled after he saw you laugh at the note before hugging it close to your chest with a pout.
"Yeah, it's the truth," Mingi said and shrugged his shoulders, sticking his hands into his pockets.
"Alright then..." San trailed off, knowing that it was a one-sided conversation that was never going to go anywhere.
"I'll see you during lunch then," San said and nodded at Mingi who did the same walking down the corridor.
"Look, isn't this person the cutest," you gushed, handing the note you received to Yeosang and Wooyoung who just nodded with bored looks on their faces.
"You know who saw a puppy on their way to school today?" Yeosang asked and smirked at Wooyoung who seemed to catch onto what his friend was implying.
"Oh, I know! Mingi did!" Wooyoung exclaimed, fake drama dripping from his voice.
"Good for him?" You asked and eyed both the boys weirdly before they just huffed and deflated at your cluelessness.
"Yes, how good for him," San mused from next to you and rolled his eyes.
"Hey, guys and-" Mingi squeaked as his eyes went wide and he just took another turn instead of approaching your group.
You watched him run down the corridor and were about to follow him when something dropped out of his pocket.
Picking it up, you returned to the trio of boys who were now looking at you with wide eyes.
"I think Mingi likes somebody," you said, turning the pile of cat-shaped sticky notes over and reading the words that were scribbled right on the top.
"For the music in my life?" You mumbled and San smiled cheekily before looking at the other boys.
"Oh shit," Yeosang exhaled and gazed at the note over your shoulder.
"Mingi has the same sticky notes as my secret admirer," you said and handed it to Wooyoung.
"Return this to him?" You asked and Wooyoung just nodded, staring straight into your eyes.
"How do you feel?" He asked and you tilted your head in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
"He means," Yeosang explained and leaned closer to you, "How do you feel after finding out that Mingi has the same sticky notes as your secret admirer?"
You shrugged and looked down the corridor.
"Good for him? I hope he can confess to the person he likes soon," you concluded with a smile despite feeling a little hurt at the thought of Mingi liking someone else.
"For the love of Mingi, (Y/n)," San yelled, causing you to flinch before he got up and walked away, tugging at the hem of his uniform's shirt in frustration.
"Did I say something wrong?" You asked both the boys who just sat there in silence before shaking their head at you.
"He's just an idiot, it's fine," Wooyoung said before following San, leaving you and Yeosang with confused expressions.
San groaned in frustration as he tossed the cat-shaped sticky notes to Mingi.
"That's the fifth time you've groaned in the last minute," Mingi pointed out, as he sat at his computer, nibbling at some cookies his mother had baked. ย
"You and (Y/n), I swear," San exhaled and just buried himself under Mingi's blankets before giving out an annoyed whine.
"How long am I going to have to tip toe around them? I mean not that it's going to matter because they just can't seem to catch on for the life of them."
Mingi laughed but inhaled sharply when he picked up the pile of sticky notes that San had tossed onto the bed.
"Wait, these are mine. Why do you have them?" He asked and San let out another groan, flipping the blankets over his head.
"You dropped them when you so expertly ran away from (Y/n)," San said, his voice muffled from under the blankets.
"So you're saying they read this message?" He asked and rubbed at his chest, feeling a little queasy.
"Yes, obviously. But (Y/n) being (Y/n) just couldn't figure it out," he said and Mingi just turned around, searching for the little gift he had packed.
Looks like he would have to go to school even earlier tomorrow.
The school building was absolutely empty when Mingi stepped inside, bag hiked up his shoulders, straps in hand as he made his way to the third floor. His footsteps echoed in the empty building as he stalked down the corridor to your class.
Sitting in your chair, he smiled at the janitor was still tidying up the classroom before taking out the little box that he had prepared for you.
"Ah, young love," the janitor smiled and Mingi just blushed before doing his routine and heading out of your class.
He could only hope and pray that you like his gift. He put extra effort into it this time.
You winced as the bell rung, signalling the beginning of the first period when you walked into class and saw the little crowd around your desk with San who was trying his best to shoo them away.
"What's going on?" You asked and one of the girls turned to you with a sweet smile on her face.
"Your secret admirer's gone all out this time," she said and you pushed your way to your desk to see the box sitting, wrapped in black ribbon.
"Come on, open it! We want to see," the same girl cried and you smiled a little before unwrapping it, causing a flurry of origami hearts to flow out.
The girls crowded around you squealed in adoration before their squeals increased upon seeing the mixtape.
'For the music in my life', one of the girls read and pressed a hand to her forehead dramatically.
"So romantic," San said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"It really is," you said, a little starry-eyed as you tucked all the hearts back into the box, fingers running over the words that were on the note.
"For the music in my life," you repeated and mulled over the words before suddenly shooting up, causing you to hit your head on San's chin who was standing right above you.
"Ow, shit, are you okay?" He asked, rubbing his chin before looking at you with wide eyes.
"Yeah, sorry I just need to go somewhere," you said and clutched the cat-shaped sticky note in your hand before looking at San and then rushing out.
"Oh finally," he huffed and plonked himself in your desk, waiting for the teacher to start her lesson.
You ran down the corridor aimlessly, not quite sure where you were going to find the boy you were looking for.
"Wooyoung!" You shouted from across the corridor, shocking the boy who jumped and turned to you with a cheeky dimpled smile.
"(Y/n)," he replied in a sing-song voice, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Where is Mingi?" You asked, a little breathless from running around like a headless chicken. Wooyoung just smiled as he silently pointed in the direction of the library, causing you to exhale in triumph.
"Thanks," you said and ran to the library, bursting through the door before straightening out when the librarian gave you a glare.
"Sorry, miss," you squeaked out and walked through the infinite shelves of books before you caught sight of the tallboy through one of the openings in the shelves.
"Mingi," you whispered yelled, and the boy jumped before turning around, only to panic and run away.
"Oh lord," you huffed out and ran after him, catching him by the wrist and pulling him into one of the secluded corners of the library.
"Why do you keep running away from, shy boy," you said and watched Mingi fiddle with his fingers, face turning a cherry red as he stuttered out pathetic excuses.
"I-...ugh...I-...just..." he stuttered before you pulled him closer, enough for him to lean down to your level.
"I like you too," you whispered, and the boy let out a little squeak before looking at you with twinkling wide eyes.
"You do," he let out, voice pitchy and full of doubt.
"Yes, you shy baby, now kiss me," you demanded, pulling him closer to you and pressing your lips to his.
While most people would compare their kisses to fireworks, yours was just plain awkward. None of you were quite sure how to move your lips without Mingi freaking out at being in such close proximity to you.
"I'm sorry," he muttered out, causing you to laugh and shake your head.
"We have time to figure it out, don't we?" You said and smiled up at the boy.
Who, for the first time smiled back at you, finally finding the small courage in him to hold eye contact.
After a year," San sighed, and Wooyoung patted him on the back, laughing a little.
"I'm not sure if I like them better together or apart," Yeosang said as he distastefully watched you and Mingi share a sandwich, leaning close to each other.
"Get a room already," San yelled, causing you and Mingi to laugh, leaning in to steal shy butterfly kisses.
"Maybe we will," you bit back, dragging a tomato Mingi up and away with his wrist.
"Teenagers," the lanky boy sighed and leaned back on his elbows, the stone steps cold under his elbows.
"We're also teenagers-"
"Shut up, Wooyoung."
The boy zipped his mouth as he watched you and his best friend under a tree, hands clasped on both sides as you spoke in hushed whispers, flustering the poor boy.
"At least they're together now," Yeosang said, looking away as he watched you press a kiss to Mingi's lips.
