#ksoo fluff

“Well, didn’t we wake up on the wrong side of the bed?” You smirk, flicking your ponytail to the side so it tickles his cheek before leaning back and looking around the room, not bothering to stifle the yawn that loudly echoes through the quiet room.

“Wasn’t someone born on the wrong side of town?” His tone mimicked yours, still not looking up but the words he said struck a chord.

Here’s another person who treats you like trash because you were born on the ‘wrong’ side of town, someone who judges you before getting to know you; so you behave exactly like they treat you.

“You don’t know anything about me, teacher’s pet.” You turn your bag into the correct position for you to lie your head down and proceed to fall asleep listening to the drone of the teacher’s voice about an upcoming test.

The bus ride home is long due to a traffic jam and you glare out the window at the cars sitting next to you. You spent the entire day being exactly what everyone expects you to be and the teachers are always dumbfounded at how you can pass every test assigned when you miss half of the classes.

“How do you do it?” You glance up from the child you were bug-eyeing and look towards the source of the voice.

Do Kyungsoo.

He hasn’t left you alone since he seen you received an A+ in Chemistry earlier today, despite being late to the test itself and now he’s leaning over the seat in front of you.

“How do you do it?” He repeats, moving closer and the squint in his eyes sends a faint shiver down your spine.

“Do what?” You smile, feigning innocence as a way to get on his nerves.

“Stop acting like you’re stupid, Y/N. You seem to pass the every test but yet you hardly show up to class and when you do, you sleep.” You can see the lines of frustration wrinkle his brow, even under his haircut.

“It really irks you doesn’t it?” Knowing he’s been brooding over this – over you – inflates your ego slightly. “It irks you knowing that I’m the slacker who is rude, always late and lives on the wrong side of town and yet, I can pass the tests I’m given.” You lean closer, whispering the words against his lips while matching his glare.

The close proximity of your faces allows you to stare at his face without him turning away to look at a book or notes on the board. You notice how the whites of his eyes are larger than usual, his lips form a heart when they are relaxed and his pale skin is unblemished. His breath is warm against your cheeks and it smells like strawberries.

You miss the way his cheeks tinge slightly pink as he stares at your face – which until today – he hasn’t been bothered to look at before. The loose strands of hair that escaped your messy bun spreads across your cheeks from the breeze from the window, you have been chewing your lip since you came closer and your lavender shampoo is causing his head to spin – but not from being dizzy.

No, it’s something else.

Kyungsoo feels strange as he watches you, the way your lips move even when the words you say are meant to tease and annoy him; he finds himself lost in you and can’t figure out why.

“I study.” You pull away, shaking both yourself and him from the slight trance you had over one another.

“What?” His eyes widen slightly and you giggle at the surprised look on his face.

“Don’t be so surprised, Soo. There is a lot you don’t know about me.” You wave goodbye as you get off the bus, leaving him stunned and confused.

The next week is filled with stolen glances and shy smiles as you notice Kyungsoo paying more attention to you as the week progresses. It doesn’t bother you, strangely you find it exhilarating – especially when he tries to ignore you but you can see the pink hue sprinkling over his cheeks.

Kyungsoo doesn’t know why this is happening to him, he’s nearly nineteen and he’s not stupid so he knows what is happening when he looks in your direction and his heart flutters and his pants get a little tighter but why still escapes him.

You are everything he despises, you sleep instead of work, you turn up late when he’s always on time and you say everything that annoys him but lately; he watches over you while you sleep next to him in class, listening to the deep, soft breaths that leave your lungs, he notices the bags under your eyes when you run into class late and try to sound as rude as possible when the teacher reprimands you and he watches out of the corner of his eye the way your lips move when you speak or smile.

Was he falling in love with you?

Someone who is so wrong for him but his heart longs to be around?

He shakes his head as he returns his attention to the board while you slumber on the desk next to him.

Exams are coming up next month and you have been turning up later and later to class, sometimes never at all and Kyungsoo becomes worried when you didn’t turn up for a Biology test. Biology seems to be the only subject you never missed or slept through so when you never arrived today, he felt his heart constrict with worry.

Gathering his things when the bell rang, he ran for the bus and began to think about where you lived. You had mentioned it one day when you were on the bus together and he remembers something about a ramen shop nearby so he got off where you always did and wandered around the streets, looking for you.

  ➳ [Kyungsoo 1602] Y/N, where are you?

You gave him your number the other day when he expressed his concern about how tired you began to look, telling him not to worry but if he ever was then he could come over and make you feel better. There was slight hesitation to take you up on your offer but he restrained himself from texting you in case you were actually serious.

  ➳ [Y/N 1605] Soo? I’m okay, don’t worry.

He clicks his tongue, cursing you for being stubborn as he types his reply; still wandering around the unfamiliar neighbourhood.

  ➳ [Kyungsoo 1607] You didn’t show up for school at all today, are you really turning into a slacker or have you not slept at all?

You refused to tell him why your sleeping pattern isn’t healthy, remaining adamant and slightly ruder than usual whenever he asked. It made him worry even more.

  ➳ [Y/N 1608] And what if I am? At least I’ll finally be what everyone wants me to be.

The tone of the text clenches at his very soul. You were far from what everyone thought you to be – from what he thought you were. He wants to tell you this, more than anything else in life, he wants you to know how amazing you really are.

When you aren’t snoring and drooling over the desk or making crude comments towards him.

When his phone dings again, it’s your name with an address and he takes off in that direction – thanking Google Maps for being so reliant.

You try to clean yourself up, knowing that Kyungsoo would run to your location so you apply the make up to hide the dark bags under your eyes and tidy up the messy bedroom until you hear a rapid knock on your front door.

“Y/N!” There’s a sigh of relief as you open the door and Kyungsoo pulls you into his firm embrace, breathing in your lavender shampoo that he has become so fond of and you smell his earthy aftershave that he uses whenever he shaves. “Are you okay?” His eyes move past you to the empty apartment you reside in. “Where is everyone?”

“Everyone?” You chew your lip as you look around for an excuse. “Um, they are at work.” The way Kyungsoo squints his eyes shows you exactly how much he believes you – not at all.

“Do you live here alone?” His voice is thick with worry but doesn’t make a move to go further inside until you let him in. “Is this why-”

“Yes.” You answer his unfinished question and he pulls you again into a hug with no resistance from you. “I couldn’t tell anyone about my situation so I did what I had to do to stop the questions.”

“So you come to school late and sleep during class…?”

“Because I work after school and after work, I study.” Kyungsoo can’t imagine how hard things have been for you and he immediately feels sick for judging you at face value.

“I want to be here for you.” The words that leave his lips startle the both of you. You stare wide-eyed up at him while he freezes and has his usual unreadable expression on his face as he tries to compute what he just said.

“You what?” You whisper, despite the embarrassing situation you find yourself in, you can’t help but tease him.

“You heard me.” He glares at the wall, planning his escape so he can bury his head in a book.

“Mm-mm. I didn’t. I’m slack, remember? I don’t listen.” The way your lips curl into a smile brings out those confusing emotions in Kyungsoo as well as annoyance at your words.

Before you say anything more, he pulls you close and kisses you. The feeling of his soft heart-shaped lips sends the butterflies that were gently fluttering in your stomach into overdrive.

Pulling away, Kyungsoo smiles as – for once – you are speechless and dumbstruck with his actions; instead of it being the other way around.

“I want to be here for you. I want to support you so you don’t have to work and study so late at night, so you can show everyone that brain of yours instead of being what they think you are?”

“A slacker?” You whisper, still speechless from the surprise kiss. Kyungsoo glares at you when you say that word.

“You are anything but a slacker.” He pulls you close once again and you sigh into the kiss.

Who knew the boy who hated you at the start of the year would kiss you so passionately once he learned the slightest truth about you?

‘You can pick anything you want to watch,’ he said. He kissed the top of your head and sat back to let you at the laptop.

You felt him watching you carefully as you scrolled through the possible selections. You partially wondered at this cinematic freedom you had been granted. You tested it by hovering over something you knew he would think was stupid, looking back at him in curiosity.

Kyungsoo shrugged with the same sleepy smile pasted on his face.

You shook your head in disbelief and went back to scrolling.

‘I knew you were bluffing,’ he said, chuckling. He squeezed your leg playfully.

You quickly clicked on a random title without really looking at it, getting back up and hurrying back to the warmth of the blankets.

Kyungsoo held them up and wrapped both them and his arms around you.

Your heart skipped a beat as he settled around you with his chin on your shoulder.

It was halfway through the movie, with Kyungsoo fast asleep and tucked against you, that your phone went off on the bedside stand.

Kyungsoo whined as you leaned away from him to check it.

‘No, stay,’ he said with his voice muffled against your shoulder.

‘You’re so weird, I’m not going anywhere.’

This only prompted further whining as he clung to you more tightly.

‘I’m not weird, I just love you a lot,’ mumbled Kyungsoo.

You finally stretched yourself long enough to reach your phone, unlocking it as Kyungsoo dragged you back into his bubble. This time he used his legs as well, tying himself around you like a complicated sailor’s knot and pinning you in place.

He kissed your cheek, but didn’t retreat, leaving his lips pasted against your face for a few more moments.

‘What does Jae want?’

‘To go for coffee and talk,’ you said succinctly after reading the message.

You sat up and started to get up, but there was no one more stubborn than Kyungsoo after he had set his mind to something. This time was no different, and it ended with you having to peel him off of you, leaning down to kiss him reassuringly before going to get ready.

When you came back from the bathroom to get dressed, he was still splayed across the mattress just as you had left him.

His eyes rounded and his bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

‘Babe, I’m cold,’ said Kyungsoo, his tone lilting into a whine.

You pulled a knit sweater over your head, settling it around your waist before reaching for your tights. You wanted to go over and pull the blankets up over him, kiss him goodbye, but you knew that once you were back in his arms, it would be impossible to leave.

‘Use the blankets,’ you said. Knowing that you sounded so emotionless and hard made you a little sad, but it was for the best. ‘I have to go.’

You started down the hall, putting on your boots slowly. You opened the door, but froze as you felt the wave of damp cold billow over you. The thought occurred to reschedule with Jae and crawl back in with Kyungsoo.

Before you could make up your mind either way, soft footsteps padded down the hall. You turned to see Kyungsoo in just his boxers coming towards you.

He yawned and scratched his chest absentmindedly, smiling as his gaze met yours. He shivered as he reached you, slipping arms around your midriff.

‘You’re not going out in just that, are you?’ he said with concern. His lips pressed warmly against your cheek as he peered out the door from behind you.

‘I should be fine. It’s not far to the café from here,’ you said.

Kyungsoo shook his head.

‘No, I’m going to worry about you too much.’

Kyungsoo stepped back and opened the closet. He picked one of his knit beanies from the top shelf, pulling it down over your head and making sure your ears were tucked inside the brim.

‘I just did my hair!’ you complained.

‘You look amazing,’ he said complacently. ‘Here, wear my jacket too.’

He went back to the closet and pulled his jacket from the hook it was hanging on. He held it out for you, and you sighed as you acquiesced, slipping your arms into the sleeves. Kyungsoo beamed as he brought it up over your shoulders. He swung around and did the zipper up to your chin.

‘Oh my god,’ you said quietly.

‘There. Nice and warm,’ he said with a smile.

Kyungsoo pulled on the hood strings, using them to pull you closer and capture your lips with his.

‘Don’t take too long,’ he whispered as he came up for air.

It was with much regret and longing that you peeled yourself away from Kyungsoo, who kissed you goodbye one more time before closing the door behind you.

You walked speedily through the rain to the coffee shop, grabbing your order and sitting down across from Jae.

‘Let’s make this quick,’ you said as your phone buzzed in your hand.

You opened the video message from Kyungsoo, staring blankly at your screen as you saw its contents.

Kyungsoo, lying flat across the warm pile of blankets you had abandoned, smiled up at the camera, winking as he began to peel down his boxers.

The wind blew gently through the tree branches and whispered through the leaves. You let out a sigh as you relaxed in the serenity of nature.  

You tried to focus on the words on the pages, but they blurred and ran together as your eyes fluttered shut and you were lost to sleep.  

You stirred when you felt a sudden weight in your lap. You blinked slowly in the rays of sunlight that speared through the cover of branches. You smiled when you saw Kyungsoo had joined you on the blanket, his head resting on your lap, his large eyes closed. His arm draped across your knees, and you felt the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest against you.

You lightly ran your fingers through his hair, caressing sweetly as you went. The corners of his mouth pulled into a smile and Kyungsoo sighed softly.  

If only every day were like this, you thought to yourself. You rested a hand on his shoulder, continuing your attentions to his scalp with your other.

It was then, however, that you felt the sudden pressure on the lower half of your abdomen. Why now, your inner voice whined and wailed. If only you hadn't drank all that coffee before leaving, you wouldn't be in this mess.

'Kyungsoo,' you whispered, shaking his shoulder lightly.  

He was fast asleep and completely unresponsive. You tried the same tactic again, but a little louder, with the same result.

You reached mournfully for your water bottle, pushed to desperate means. You had to go to the bathroom, and judging by the increasing pressure on your bladder, it was definitely an emergency.

You unscrewed the bottle cap and let a few drops fall onto his head. He brushed them off, and rewrapped his arm around your legs, holding them captive.  

'No, please wake up,' you begged. But Kyungsoo had already fallen back into a deep sleep.

You held the bottle up, closing your eyes as you tipped it over. The stream of water fell on his unsuspecting face in a long cold stream.

He spluttered awake, shooting up to sitting up straight. He looked at you in awe, his mouth agape and eyes wide. If you hadn't had to go so desperately, you would have stayed to giggle at the drops streaming down his head.

Instead, you shot off in the direction of the park washrooms.

You made it to the facilities just in time, and exited a few moments later, a wide smile on your face from the complete relief you felt. You sauntered back over to Kyungsoo.

'Do you feel better?' He glared at you bitterly. A weaker person would have melted under the intensity of his stare, but you were used to it by now. You had learned how to handle Do Kyungsoo.

You plopped down beside him as if nothing had happened, smiling obnoxiously and elbowing him when he wouldn't put his arm around you.

'Oh very mature,' Kyungsoo said, staring off into the distance now. His eyes were tiny thunderstorms, threatening to go off at any moment.

'What are you talking about?' You sighed happily and rested your head on his shoulder, sinking into him completely. 'I am very mature.'

You grabbed his hand, however unwilling he was to give it to you, playing with his fingers sweetly. You let out your cutest sigh yet and nestled your forehead against his neck. A few seconds passed before Kyungsoo gave up.

He huffed not quietly before wrapping his arm around you and holding you tightly. You felt him kiss the top of your head.

'I love you,' Kyungsoo said softly.

You infused as much sugar as you could into a smile just for him.

'But you're still going to pay for that later. Don't let your guard down.'

You swallowed hard and tried your best to pretend his words didn't spark a trace of fear. You smiled, lightly taking his chin in your hand and bringing his face down to yours.