ෆ ° • ` 장면: Martin acts all tough and swaggy around everyone else, but the second he's with you? He's all pouty, clingy, asking for kisses, and refusing to let go.
𝟐,𝟐𝟑𝟏 / 𝟏𝟑,𝟐𝟖𝟑 ✶ 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 × 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ★ swag in public. clingy loser in private.
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 : sweetness overload . public displays of affection . martin being a golden retriever disguised as the school's most intimidating senior . everyone suffering except the happy couple . lots of giggling . lots of hugging . lots of "one more minute." . cavities.
𝐚/𝐧 : first martin fic kinda nervous ... i haven't written a story in a while and i genuinely missed it. we're finally back tho YIPPEE!! i hope you guys enjoy sweet boy <3 kisses >ᴗ<
♫ playing ... Sweet Boy — M͟a͟l͟c͟o͟l͟m͟ ͟T͟o͟d͟d͟ ͟
✉️ 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐥𝐨 : the song has absolutely nothing to do with this fic (╥﹏╥) i literally looked at the title and said, "yup, martin."
` 𓍼 🍰 𝐞𝐥𝐨'𝐬 𝐲𝐚𝐩 forever yearning to have a boyfriend like martin cause I'll never have someone like him
A sharp yawn escaped your lips just as the final bell echoed through the school hallways.
The once quiet corridors immediately filled with students rushing out of their classrooms, conversations blending together into a familiar afternoon buzz. Lockers slammed shut one after another, teachers reminded everyone about Monday's assignments, and somewhere down the hall someone had already started playing music from a portable speaker.
You shoved your notebook into your bag with a tired sigh.
It had been one of those weeks.
All you wanted now was to go home, shower, and spend the rest of the evening doing absolutely nothing.
You slipped your backpack over one shoulder before making your way outside, weaving through the crowd until you reached the school gates.
The warm afternoon breeze greeted you immediately.
Without really thinking about it, your eyes searched the crowd.
He was standing a few meters away with one hand buried inside the pocket of his hoodie, lazily scrolling through his phone while waiting for his friends to finish talking. His expression was the same as always—calm, unreadable, almost bored. A few underclassmen walked past him, immediately lowering their voices the second they noticed him.
You couldn't help smiling.
People always reacted like that.
Nobody had actually seen Martin get angry before, but somehow he'd earned the reputation of being one of the most intimidating seniors in school.
Maybe it was the way he rarely smiled.
Maybe it was because he answered everything with a lazy "yeah" or "nah."
Or maybe it was because he always looked like he'd rather be anywhere else.
Whatever the reason was...
They couldn't have been more wrong.
Martin looked up from his phone.
The second his eyes found yours, something softened almost instantly.
The bored expression disappeared.
The corners of his lips lifted into the tiniest smile.
Then, without another thought, he started walking toward you.
Walking wasn't exactly the right word.
More like dragging his feet dramatically across the pavement.
By the time he reached you, he had already opened his arms.
The word came out as one long whine before he wrapped both arms around your waist without the slightest bit of embarrassment.
You laughed, nearly losing your balance.
"It's literally been six hours."
He buried his face against your shoulder anyway.
You let out another laugh, gently poking his side.
"You saw me this morning."
"You've been hugging me for..." You glanced at your watch dramatically. "...about fifteen seconds."
"...Are you planning on letting go?"
"You've got guitar practice."
"So..." He finally looked up at you, resting his chin on your shoulder instead. "Can I stay like this for another minute?"
"I hate when you do that."
"The one that makes me feel guilty."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Not the tiny polite smile everyone else got.
Not the awkward smile teachers somehow managed to pull out of him.
Bright enough that it made your chest feel warm.
"You can hug me for another minute."
His smile somehow got even bigger.
"You are unbelievably confident."
You rolled your eyes, trying very hard not to smile.
"...Don't get used to it."
A loud whistle suddenly echoed from somewhere behind him.
Martin didn't even flinch.
Another voice joined in almost immediately.
"Can you two do this somewhere else? Some of us are trying to walk."
Martin lazily turned his head just enough to see his friends standing a few feet away.
Seonghyeon was trying—and failing—not to laugh.
Keonho looked like he'd witnessed the most embarrassing thing imaginable.
"You've been standing there for like two minutes," Keonho complained. "Move."
Martin looked at him blankly.
"The teacher's literally waiting."
Keonho stared at him for a long second.
"...Can you tell your boyfriend he's insufferable?"
Martin immediately hugged you tighter.
"I came here to love my girlfriend."
"You've been doing that for five minutes."
Keonho physically gagged.
Seonghyeon shook his head with a quiet laugh.
"I keep forgetting he acts like this around you."
"Like..." He searched for the right word before pointing at Martin, who was still clinging to you without shame.
"What's wrong with that?"
"You literally looked like you were about to cry because she said you had to go to practice."
You bit the inside of your cheek.
"I thought we were a team."
"So why'd you expose me?"
You laughed again, reaching up to fix a few strands of his messy hair that had fallen over his eyes during all the dramatic hugging.
The moment your fingers brushed against his forehead, Martin went completely still.
His eyes never left yours.
"I just like when you do that."
He gently took your hand before pressing it against his cheek for a second.
Your heart nearly gave out.
"...Your friends are literally watching."
"Aren't you embarrassed?"
He looked genuinely confused.
"Because they're staring."
Keonho sighed loudly from behind him.
"I'm losing years off my life."
"That he'd forget we existed the second he saw her."
Martin finally looked over his shoulder.
"...You guys are still here?"
"You forgot your own friends?"
Martin shrugged casually.
He looked back at you before answering as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"...Looking at my girlfriend."
Keonho stared at him in complete disbelief.
"I actually can't stand you."
"I hope guitar practice is miserable."
"I hope you break a string."
Martin immediately frowned.
You couldn't stop laughing.
Every single day it was the same thing.
The quiet, "too cool to care" Martin everyone knew somehow disappeared the second you were around.
You didn't think anyone would believe you if you told them.
Keonho looked like he was one sarcastic comment away from walking home by himself.
"I've seen enough," he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Can we please leave before they start kissing in front of the school?"
"We're not kissing," you said, laughing.
Martin looked down at you.
He sounded genuinely disappointed.
From somewhere behind the group came a snort.
James had just walked out of the school building with his backpack slung over one shoulder, headphones hanging around his neck. He took one look at Martin practically glued to your side before bursting into laughter.
Juhoon appeared beside him a second later, carrying two guitar cases.
"I knew we'd find him exactly like this."
James pointed dramatically at Martin.
"This is the guy people are scared of?"
Martin didn't even spare him a glance.
"You've been busy for ten minutes."
James turned to you with the most serious expression imaginable.
You looked down at Martin's hand, still intertwined with yours.
"He even texts me during lunch asking where you are."
Martin finally looked up.
"You literally sent me 'Have you seen my girlfriend?'"
"Because you were in the library."
"You thought I kidnapped her?"
James threw both hands into the air.
Juhoon laughed quietly before adjusting the guitar case on his shoulder.
"I still think my favorite was when he almost skipped rehearsal because she caught a cold."
"It was a runny nose," Juhoon corrected.
"You were acting like she had six months left to live," James added.
Martin looked completely unashamed.
"...You're unbelievable."
"I know you care," James replied. "I'm saying you care too much."
"I don't think that's possible."
Keonho immediately pointed at him.
"That sentence right there."
Juhoon couldn't stop smiling.
"The entire first semester..." He looked at you before chuckling to himself. "Martin swore he'd never date anyone."
"You what?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.
"He kept saying relationships were distracting."
"'Too much effort,'" James quoted dramatically.
"'Waste of time,'" Keonho added.
"'I'm never becoming one of those clingy couples,'" Juhoon finished.
The three of them slowly turned toward Martin.
Still standing close enough that your shoulders touched.
Still absentmindedly tracing little circles across the back of your hand with his thumb.
James couldn't hold it in anymore.
"You changed your entire personality."
"Please tell me he wasn't this clingy when you first started dating."
Martin suddenly looked nervous.
He already knew where this was going.
James' eyes lit up immediately.
"Oh, this is gonna be good."
"The first time we held hands..."
Martin covered his face with one hand.
James gasped dramatically.
"Even after I got on my bus."
"He literally walked beside the bus window while we were waiting for it to leave."
Keonho bent over laughing.
"I thought he was saying goodbye normally."
Keonho pointed at Martin.
"He stood there looking like someone had just divorced him."
"It was worse," Juhoon laughed.
"You looked like a lost puppy."
James wiped an imaginary tear from his eye.
"It's embarrassing," Martin corrected.
"It is," James agreed. "For you."
Martin finally looked at you, cheeks faintly pink.
"...You're all making fun of me."
"I thought you were on my side."
You pretended to think for a moment before smiling again.
James immediately high-fived you.
"I liked her first," Martin mumbled.
"...But she's my girlfriend."
The words came out so naturally that everyone went quiet for a second.
Martin didn't even seem to notice.
He just smiled to himself, giving your hand another gentle squeeze as if saying it out loud was enough to make him happy all over again.
James looked between the two of you before dramatically clutching his chest.
"I can't do this anymore."
"No, it's making me feel lonely."
Keonho nodded in agreement.
"I've been third-wheeling these two since they started dating."
He pointed toward the sky.
"...I'll find someone who looks at me the way Martin looks at her."
Juhoon glanced at Martin, who was already looking at you again with that same soft expression.
"...Good luck beating that."
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