Boyfriend Material
Kim Gyuvin x Reader
High School AU(I'm not creative) where Gyuvin tries to convince the reader to date him. Unfortunately for him, reader is more than cautious of his playful personality.
Note: Probably not very grammatically well. I think this story is too long.
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Does your heart beat for him? Gyuvin would often wander around this question.
Many seconds have been spent trying to talk to you. Many minutes have been spent staring at you. Many hours have been spent thinking about you. Many days have been spent longing for you.
It wasn't as if Gyuvin didn't do anything about his more than average adoration for you. He did. He did almost everything that he could. Almost everything for you to reciprocate what he felt, or atleast for you to just look at him properly.
"Keep sulking over there and you'll end up becoming a skeleton." Gunwook hopelessly jokes to his hopeless friend Gyuvin who had been silently staring at an action figure for the past few minutes.
Junhyeon and Gunwook were sitting on the latter's bed. Gunwook had invited his two friends to his house to hang out. Gyuvin sitting on the floor and staring at a figure with joy drained out of his friend's face was not what he had planned to be "hanging out".
In response, Gyuvin only sighs. The boy seemingly was not comforted by his friend's words, his dilemma was too big to be joked about.
"Keep sighing over there and [name] will eventually smell your bad breath from where they're at." Junhyeon laughs
Junhyeon's joke however, unlike Gunwook's, had elicited a non-lifeless response from Gyuvin. The boy's eyes widened, quickly bringing his hand up to his mouth and puffing out air through said mouth to smell his breath.
"Is that why they don't like talking to me?" Gyuvin panics, "Is my breath that bad?"
"Well sure, [name] looks at you in disgust, but I'm sure that your breath isn't the only reason." Junhyeon snickers
Gunwook smacks Junhyeon's back, which elicits a painful wince from the boy, "Sure that you need to brush your teeth after eating fish, but your breath isn't that bad." Gunwook tries to reassure Gyuvin
"But it is bad?" Gyuvin whines, dragging his hands over his eyes, "Stupid, stupid Gyuvin! Always with stinky breath, no wonder they dont like you, they're never gonna like you!" The boy crazily rants about and to himself.
"Didn't know you were into degradation." Junhyeon's amusement was met with Gunwook loudly smacking him on the back,
"OW!" Junhyeon clutches his knees
"You know what, man? You're breath doesn't smell bad. We were just joking with ya." Gunwook tries to once again, reassure his friend, who was banging his head against the wall.
"That doesn't make sense. Then why don't they like me?" Gyuvin had transferred his antics from banging his head on the wall to trying to pull out his brown hair with both of his hands, after having had set the action figure he was holding down beside him, "I tried everything! Bad breath has to be it!"
"You know maybe [name]'s just into more mature guys." Junhyeon says nonchalantly to the boy while laying down on Gunwook's bed.
"What?" Gyuvin now sets his hands on the floor. His hands were now supporting his body that was leaning towards the direction of Junhyeon, expectantly waiting for an explanation.
Before Gunwook could yet again land a slap on Junhyeon, the latter signs to the former to stop, "You aren't really what someone would flex to be their boyfriend. Sure, you're handsome, but I think [name] isn't that shallow."
"You're actually on to something." Gunwook squints suspiciously at Junhyeon.
"So? So?" Gyuvin asks desperately, he uses his knees to walk over to the two boys. The boy stops "walking" once he had reached a close distance and starts patting non-stop on both of his friends' thighs, demanding for a response.
Junhyeon stops Gyuvin's hand with his own, and, without raising his head up to look at him, says, "You're a kid bro."
Gunwook follows in suit of Junhyeon, lightly holding Gyuvin's hand on his thigh, but unlike Junhyeon, looks Gyuvin straight at the eyes, "What he means to say bro, is that you don't act mature enough for a relationship. You always sleep in class, spend your free time playing around, making a mess when eating, making fuss whenever you're in a crowd, and when it comes to [name]...."
Gunwook looks away, halting his statement, seemingly not able to tell his friend what comes next.
"You scream their name whenever you see them, when there's a ton of people around. You're always following them around, talking their ear off. You scare away anybody you see them with. You're always teasing them, hiding their things and laughing when you find a booger in their nose. The list just goes on." Junhyeon completes Gunwook's statement.
Gyuvin looks shocked, "I was just trying to point out the booger, I didn't want them to be embarrassed if other people pointed it out."
"Dude, it's embarrassing when you point it out, especially when you're laughing and when other people can hear you." Gunwook takes his hands off of Gyuvin's to facepalm, "Gyuvin, maybe you can tone down your antics a little bit. Be a little more mature."
"Leave [name] alone, I think this is getting out of hand." Junhyeon grumbles softly to which only Gunwook heard and in response, had nodded his head slowly.
A few seconds pass in silence.
Gyuvin then stands up and puts a fist to his chest, "[name], I'll be the boyfriend you want!"
"First step, stop shouting all the time." Junhyeon sits up and places his hands on either side of his ears with a displeased expression.
"This talk was supposed to stop you from annoying [name], not annoy them even more." Junhyeon grumbles. Unfortunately, Gyuvin seemed to be off in his own world and hadn't heard Junhyeon.
"Where did this even come from?" Gunwook mumbles to himself.
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"Let me help you with that." Gyuvin awkwardly smiles at you, hands outstretched to the pile of books you were taking out of your locker.
"No." You reply sternly, not looking at the boy beside you as you struggle to close your locker while carrying your books.
"No, I insist." Gyuvin makes a small fuss with your hands, trying to take your books by force.
The both of you tussle for a bit. None of you, however, had turned out to be victorious as your books fell to the ground, accumulating stares from passersby.
Gyuvin immediately crouches down to collect your fallen books. Before you could do anything, Gyuvin had already stood up with your books in a tight embrace to his chest, "Lead the way, [name]."
"Gyuvin, give me back my books." You exasperatingly sigh and ignore what Gyuvin had said to you, locking your locker closed.
"No, a gorgeous person like you shouldn't be carrying heavy things. You know what? Let me carry your bag." Gyuvin outstretches his one hand, pulling on your backpack strap that was hanging on your left shoulder, in an attempt to carry it for you.
You grip the boy's wrist near your shoulder, "I'm very not in the mood to chase you around the whole school for my things. So, give it up."
Gyuvin scrunches his eyebrows together, "What? I was just going to walk you to class. Come on now, don't you trust me."
"I don't."
Gyuvin pouts, "Please? Please? Please? Please?"
"Fine! Stop whining. If you run off with my things or hold this against me in the future, I'm going to literally never talk to you." You relent to the boy as his whines had started wringing in your ears.
You slap the boy's hand away from you and your backpack. You then try to walk away to your classroom, but you were halted in your tracks. You turn your head to see that Gyuvin had grabbed the handle loop of your backpack.
"What's your problem?" You angrily ask the boy.
"Give me your bag?" Gyuvin confusedly questions you, tugging on the handle loop.
You grab the boy's arm that was on your bag and fling it towards his body, "Be lucky that I am letting you carry my books. I want to go now, so, don't make this difficult." You say your piece as if talking to a child who had done something wrong.
"Exactly, you're already letting me carry your books, so, just let me carry your bag." Gyuvin says like it was common knowledge.
"If I'm going to give you my bag and then you run off, I'm going to be left with nothing. Now, let's go before I take my books away from you." You storm off, Gyuvin quickly trailing behind to catch up to you.
Due to the fact that you were walking so fast and that Gyuvin had been trying to walk beside you, he wasn't able to be aware of his environment. In simple words, the boy had tripped face-first onto a pillar because of that.
"Are you okay?" You worriedly ask, stopping in your tracks to barely touch the boy's cheek with your palm to see if he had broken anything on his face.
Despite almost breaking his nose, Gyuvin didn't let your books fall, firmly hugging the said books.
"Yeah, I'm just glad I didn't land on my butt."
"Are you sure? I can ask for an ice-pack from the nurse."
"Nah, I'm a strong man! This was nothing!" Gyuvin holds his chin high.
You roll your eyes, retracting your hand and turning away to continue walking off to your classroom. This time, your pace was slower.
As you had turned away, Gyuvin turned a very dark shade of crimson. The boy gulps and takes his long legs to walk beside you.
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Gyuvin had dropped you off and was now sitting in his classroom that differed from yours. The boy sets his head atop of his table, his right cheek meeting the cold desk. He adjusts his eyes to look at the window infront of him and thinks about his earlier encounter with you.
Never talk to him again? Were you really going to be that extreme? He could barely stay sane without hearing your voice for a few seconds, how could he endure a period of "never"?
He remembers how you had flung his arm away. Sure, it hurt when his arm hit the hard books he was carrying, but the rejection hurt more. Knowing that his advances towards you were always shut down, made his heart rip little by little, because it meant that you didn't want him, that you didn't need him.
"Good Morning, class."
Gyuvin quickly stands up alongside his classmates to greet the old professor.
"You all may take a seat. Now, turn to page 144 in your textbook."
Unlike the past, Gyuvin had brought his textbook this time. Furthermore, he actually opened his book, to the correct page, nonetheless. It was unusual, so unusual that his seatmates and even those infront of him had turned to look at him. Not only did Gyuvin open a book, a book that was for academic purposes, he had also opened a notebook where he was taking down notes.
For the whole hour or so lesson, Gyuvin was attentive up until the bell rang, signifying the end of the class.
"Keep up the good work Kim Gyuvin." The old professor smiles at the boy in amusement.
"Sir, yes Sir!" Gyuvin responds in much determination, one wouldn't have guessed that the boy was a slacker in class.
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It was a hot afternoon, Gyuvin and Gunwook had just finished after-school soccer practice that day and were now in the changing rooms. Their friend, Junhyeon, was already waiting for them outside the changing rooms and had invited himself in, once the two boys had entered.
"What's going on with you today? You're being a little less loud than usual." Gunwook says jokingly, wiping sweat off of his own forehead with a clean towel.
"I'm just toning it down, you know?" Gyuvin says whilst changing into the fresh clothes he took out from his bag.
"You didn't even sleep in morning classes today." Junhyeon pointed out, sitting on the bench in the changing room and on his phone.
"What can I say? I am Mr. Perfect." Gyuvin hums, shoving his dirty clothes into his bag.
"And just when I thought you actually changed. Well, Junhyeon did say that you started to doze off in math class. But I guess that was a fluke, huh?" Gunwook clacks his tounge
"Be more respectful of your elders, would ya?" Gyuvin playfully slaps the back of Gunwook's head.
"Hey, bros, could you hurry up a bit? I've been waiting for a hundred years now." Junhyeon complains
"Jeez, could you not? Me and Gyuvin have been tirelessly practicing for the next match, the coach had us stay behind even." Gunwook defends himself and Gyuvin, "You aren't even supposed to be inside the changing rooms."
"Ok, not my fault you guys are MVPs or something that need extra training. You guys promised to game with me after practice." Junhyeon whines, "And tell that Han Yujin kid to stop staring at me weirdly."
"I'd stare at you weirdly too if you were looming over the changing rooms. I'd think you were a pervert or something." Gyuvin defends his junior.
Junhyeon lets out a dramatic gasp, wiping away fake tears, "I am not a pervert! How dare you!" The boy then changes his mood quickly, smiling mischievously, "Gyuvin, bro, I actually forgot to tell you something."
"You already had my attention bro, what is it?"
"There's this girl in our class that's got a crush on you. I think you'd like her." Junhyeon giggles
"Name reveal! Name reveal!" Gunwook claps his hands together repeatedly.
"I really could care less." Gyuvin sighs, rubbing his face.
"Is this because of [name]?" Gunwook asks, seemingly disappointed.
"Why do you even like them?" Junhyeon chastised
"What do you mean?" Gyuvin aggressively asks, slamming his locker door shut.
The other two boys wince, they were taken aback by Gyuvin's sudden change of behavior.
"I don't mean that [name] isn't a catch or anything. They're great actually." Junhyeon quickly defends himself, shaking his hands infront of his chest, "I just meant like why do you like them specifically?"
"I, uh, I uhm." Gyuvin struggles to find an answer.
"I think it's time you move on, bro. Go and date someone else you're actually interested in. For example, maybe you'll actually like the girl Junhyeon talked about." Gunwook says seriously
"Where is this even coming from? I really like [name], I always have liked [name]." Gyuvin asks in disbelief, laughing along the way.
"Then why do you like [name]?" Junhyeon repeats his question.
"I like- cuz you know, uhm. Ah, because I uh." Gyuvin struggles yet again to find an answer. Shouldn't his two closest friends know why?
"You're always like that whenever someone asks why you like [name]. It's really time that you stop messing with them." Gunwook points out.
"I'm not messing with them." Gyuvin whispers
Taking a deep breath of the fresh late afternoon air, he had reached the school's exit and then finds a bench to sit on outside of the school building.
Did his two closest friends really think that he was messing with you? Gyuvin silently walks away, making sure that the changing room door closed silently. The boy becomes deaf to his two friends calling out his name.
He makes a bee-line for the school's exit.
Why did he like you? Was a question frequently asked, by your friends, his friends, his team-mates, his siblings, and even his mother. It was a simple question, but Gyuvin couldn't really pin-point an answer. This has caused for a lot of people to assume that his feelings for you were for laughs, that they weren't real. Maybe it wasn't real. Maybe it wasn't genuine. But why did Gyuvin want you so badly?
Gyuvin didn't really think much. He never sat down to collect his thoughts or reflect on his feelings. So, now he will. Why was it you that he wanted when there were other people who wanted him, like that girl from his class? Well, he was stubborn and often pursued anything he happened to set his mind on, so, maybe that was the reason. Gyuvin didn't want to "mess" with you in that extent. So, he focused on thinking, something others wouldn't have imagined him doing, all to answer the infamous question, "Why does Gyuvin like [name]?".
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Walking down the busy halls of the school with no particular destination in mind, Gyuvin was chatting away with his good friend, Gunwook. It was the first day of school and Gyuvin was curious about which teachers Gunwook had, in the event that he had that teacher before.
"Math with Ms. Lee, and then Science with Mr. Cruz." Gunwook tells his older friend of his teachers in each class.
"Good luck with Mr. Cruz, he's a total nightmare." Gyuvin laughs at his friend.
"Was he really a nightmare or were you just being a slacker in class?"
"Hey now, you don't hear me complaining about the other teachers." The brunette boy sighs, "Besides, who tells a poor young boy to sit on air for 15 minutes? Sounds like child abuse to me."
Gyuvin wasn't really paying attention to his environment. Suffice to say, due to his inability to be aware and his extreme clumsiness, he trips and hits a concrete pillar face-first. The impact of which he hit himself wasn't what you called a breeze, rather, it was the opposite. So much so that he fell down on his back, the back of his head included.
"Argh" Gyuvin rubs his nose, he was on the floor, and since he never bothered to close the duffel bag that he was carrying, its contents had spilled all over the floor.
"Are you okay?" You asked, kneeling down to the boy to see if he was alright. You didn't touch him to help him up immediately, as you thought that it'd be awkward and didn't want to intrude personal space.
Gyuvin tilts his head up to look at you whilst holding his nose in pain, he was in a daze and was slightly hallucinating, "Am I dead?" 'Cuz I think that you're an angel." The boy says with a nasal voice.
You shake your head, collecting Gyuvin's things on the floor so that they didn't block the way for other people passing by. You fold the clothes among the fallen contents of the brunette's bag, and place his things carefully back inside the duffel bag.
"You're really beautiful, I'm really beautiful, we should totally go out." Gyuvin sends you finger-guns, clicking his tounge alongside.
"Do you want me to take you to the nurse?" You ask seriously, worried that the boy may be out of it.
"If that means spending more time with you, then yes and yes and yes." Gyuvin drones
You finish placing Gyuvin's things in his bag with an action figure and offer a hand to him.
"You want to hold hands? Don't mind if I do."
You help Gyuvin up on his feet and sling his duffel bag over his arm. You then turn to Gunwook who had been hysterically laughing all this time, "This your friend?"
"Yes" Gunwook musters up a one-word response from laughing too hard.
"Heyyyy, don't talk to another man. I'm a jealous boy, you know." Gyuvin whines, not letting go of your hand.
You tussle with the brunette for a bit, taking your other hand to free your hand in and from his grip. The boy only takes his other large hand and tries to cage your free hand in his.
"I'll take him out of your hands." Gunwook had calmed down from his laughter and pulls Gyuvin away from you by the collar. This had made a leeway for you to take your hands away from him, and ultimately, leave.
"Thanks, have a good one. Take him to the nurse if he keeps this behavior up." You bow your head slightly and run away from the pair.
"Talk about being embarrassing, man." Gunwook shakes his head, slapping the other party's back.
"Who was that?" Gyuvin asks in a daze
"I don't know, I think they're in your year."
"Well, Gunwook, my man." The brunette slings his arm around the other boy's shoulders.
"What?"
"Get your suit and tie because your going to be the best man."
"Don't even think about it. The least that you can do is thank them, not play around with them."
"Exactly, I'll thank them by being their own one of a kind boyfriend." Gyuvin puts his fist to his chest.
"Where did this even come from? You're absolutely delusional."
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"You know, I'd be a great boyfriend."
"Oh!" You let out a yelp and turn to look at Gyuvin who had set his hand on the table you and your friends were occupying, "Oh, its you."
"Yeah, it's me, your future boyfriend." Gyuvin scoots your friend, Taerae who was beside you, aside and invites himself over to sit in between the both of you, "This must be fate."
It wasn't fate. In all actuality, Gyuvin had been ditching his friends during lunch to scour the entire cafeteria to find you. He had been doing this for the past 4 days, shoving his lunch down his throat in the last 5 minutes of lunch period, when he couldn't find you.
"I don't even know you." You dejectedly say, trying not to look at the boy who was trying to put his face infront of you.
Gyuvin fakes a hurt look. Your friend infront of you, Jeonghyeon, scoffs, "He's in the same basketball team as me, his name's-"
"Up, up, up, up, let me introduce myself Jeonghyeon." Gyuvin drops his act and clears his throat, "Since I am your future boyfriend, I will let this slide. But don't do this again!"
"Ok?" You shoot a glance at Taerae, asking for help silently, but he was too busy trying to hide his laughter.
"My name, your future boyfriend's name, is Gyuvin. But you can call me any sweet nickname you'd like." Gyuvin winks at you and rests his lower arm on the table.
"Well okay, Gyuvin, have you eaten yet?"
"Why, I haven't yet. You're so thoughtful, uh..."
Jeonghyeon covers his mouth to laugh, "You don't know their name?"
"Shush, Jeonghyeon!" Gyuvin shouts, showing the other boy his index finger, gesturing him to stay quiet, "What's your name, lovely?"
"Well, you should go back to your table and eat, it isn't good to starve." You look over to Jeonghyeon, asking for help with your eyes, but he too, was too busy trying to hide his laughter.
"You're so sweet, darling. Please tell me your name, though." Gyuvin places his hand on your shoulder.
"It's [name], now why don't you go eat, Gyuvin. If you want, you can take my lunch." You offer to Gyuvin, trying to make him go away.
"Gyuvin and [name], that's nice." Gyuvin wanders for a bit, he stares at you a bit too long and a bit too hard. He then notices something in your nose, "Oh, by the way, you have a booger in your nose."
That seemed to have done it, as all of your friends started to unleash their loud laughter. Even people nearby started to chuckle.
Gyuvin laughs it off, "Here, let me take it off for you." He takes his hand off your shoulder towards your nose but you push his hand away and cover your nose with your right hand.
The brunette was hurt by your rejection. He thought that he didn't do anything wrong. You had stood up and used your left hand to push your tray of food towards Gyuvin, "Here, eat. I'll be going now."
Gyuvin was going to say something else, but you were already running off to the exit.
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"Bruno Mars is better." Taerae argues with you.
You and Taerae were in the same class and subsequently, were talking in the classroom you both shared before classes started.
"Whatever you say. Arguing with you is tiring, you're so stubborn."
"I am an ENTJ after all, it's in my nature."
"Stop blaming your MBTI for your horrible attitude."
"Good Morning [name]!" Gyuvin's voice booms inside your classroom, interrupting the conversation you were having with Taerae.
"How did he find my class?" You ask in disbelief.
"I may or may not have said anything about your whereabouts to Junhyeon." Taerae giggles
"He's friends with Gyuvin?" You ask, terrified that you have a mutual friend with Gyuvin.
"I mean Jeonghyeon is too, but-"
"What're we talking about today?" Gyuvin interrupts once again, pushing Taerae's chair away from yours with his leg to make room for his own chair that he had dragged away from an unoccupied desk.
"Oh, hello there Gyuvin." You awkwardly greet the boy who had now sat down beside you.
Gyuvin snakes his arm around your shoulders, "Hi [name]."
"What brings you here?" You try to back away from the boy but his arm stuck you down to your place.
"You, ofcourse. The day was so beautiful today that I just had to come see you."
"Really? I didn't know that you came this early to school." You grumble loudly enough for the boy next to you to hear.
"I told you already, the day was so beautiful today that I just had to see you, sweetie." Gyuvin baby-talks you.
"Well okay then.." You pause for a moment, not knowing what to say, "Sweetie.."
You cringe at yourself while Gyuvin was almost shaking in joy. However, Gyuvin's joy was mildly interrupted by Taerae's loud laughter.
"What're you laughing at?" Gyuvin snaps at Taerae
"Ah, I didn't mean to-"
"You know what? Can you leave? You laughing at [name], isn't needed."
"That wasn't my intention, I-"
"Leave." Gyuvin stares the boy down until he finally stood up to go out of the classroom.
"You went too far." You stare at Gyuvin
"He was laughing at you."
"He's my friend, ofcourse he's going to laugh at me." You push Gyuvin's arm away from you gently, "Look, Gyuvin. I appreciate that you care for me to an extent but you need to learn about not overstepping boundaries."
"I'm sorry, [name]." Gyuvin pouts
"No need to apologize to me. Go after Taerae and apologize to him." You shoo Gyuvin away to which he obediently follows.
Gyuvin finds Taerae just outside your classroom, leaning against the lockers.
"Hey man, I'm sorry about earlier." Gyuvin brings a hand out for Taerae to shake.
"No worries." Taerae brings his hand out to accept Gyuvin's handshake, "But I do want to ask you something."
Gyuvin brings his hand down from Taerae's, "Shoot."
"Why do you like [name]?"
"Why? Do you like them?"
"Absolutely not, we argue too much. I'm just curious, you liking them came out of nowhere. So, why do you like [name]?"
"You know..." Gyuvin drones on his answer, "Because... uhm.."
Taerae doesn't wait for Gyuvin to continue, "Try not to mess with [name], alright?"
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"Where is my calculator?" You search your backpack for the said calculator.
You had left your things unattended at the table you and your friends had gathered around, to go to the restroom. You thought that since your friends were there, your things would be guarded.
"I don't know. Maybe Junhyeon knows, him and his friends just left awhile ago." Jeonghyeon suggests
"When you say Junhyeon and his friends, do you mean Gyuvin?" You slowly turn to Jeonghyeon, almost terrified.
"Ahhhh" Jeonghyeon seemingly had a moment of realization, "Yes.."
You see, when you left for the restroom, Junhyeon had stopped by at the table your friends were gathered at, to talk to Taerae. With Junhyeon was Gunwook and most importantly, Gyuvin. The latter was going to ask where you were when he spotted your things at the far-right end of the table. He recognized your bag easily.
Since your friends were occupied talking to each other, he did what any normal person would do. He sneakily took the calculator near your bag.
Junhyeon had finished talking with Taerae, and left with Gunwook and Gyuvin before you came back. In great fashion, Gyuvin took your calculator with him home.
"What's gotten you so happy there?" Gyuvin's mother asks her son.
The boy had changed into his house clothes and was sitting in the kitchen where his family was eating.
"What do you mean?" Gyuvin giggles, he had been giggling ever since he was picked up from school by his older brother, Hao.
"Does my boy have a crush in school?" His mother gushes.
"Ewwwww." His younger sister, Eunchae, voices out her disgust.
"What's your problem? You've been giggling non-stop." Hao exasperatingly asks his younger brother.
"Yes, I do have a crush."
"Ewwwww!" Eunchae voices out her disgust even louder.
"Oh hush Eunchae, go on now." His mother excitedly waits for Gyuvin to expound on what he had just revealed.
"What? So, you asked them out or something? Well, congratulations and shut up." Hao complains
"No, but I did take their calculator with me." Gyuvin proudly says, puffing out his chest, "They're probably panicking right now."
"Oh, Gyuvin.." His mother sadly calls out to him.
"Way to impress your crush, I guess." Hao says in a sarcastic tone.
"What?" Gyuvin asks confused
"Give your crush their calculator back first thing in the morning, Gyuvin." His mother berates, "That's not how you try and impress a person."
"But it's just a joke. They'll have no way of ignoring me now." Gyuvin tries to defend himself, "It'll give me a laugh too."
"Do you even like them, Gyuvin?" His mother asks, trying to find a middle ground for her next argument.
"I do."
"Then don't try and drive them away."
"Okay, mom.." Gyuvin reluctantly gives up to which Eunchae snickers at.
"It's alright Gyuvin, you're father always used to tease me back in the day too." His mother reminisces the past, "What's my boy's crush's name?"
"[name]"
"Oohhh, so, what do you like about this [name]?" His mother asks, elated.
"Because you know..." Gyuvin pauses for a few seconds, nervously laughing and quickly trying to find an answer, "Whatever dad saw in you.. I guess.."
His mother sighs and shakes her head, "Bring that [name]'s calculator back to them immediately. I really need you to stop playing around, Gyuvin."
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It was early morning and you were tiringly getting your things out of your locker. You had texted and even tried to call Gyuvin countless of times yesterday night for your calculator. To the point that you had to question if Junhyeon had given you Gyuvin's right number.
As you lock your locker closed, your calculator presented itself infront of your face.
"Guess what I have?" Gyuvin laughs, tauntingly shaking your calculator infront of you.
You quickly try to grab your calculator but fail as Gyuvin retracts his hand away from you faster. The boy was an athlete and that was to your disadvantage. Especially when he starts running away from you, laughing maniacally along the way.
"Try and catch me!"
"Gyuvin! Give it back!" You scream, chasing the brunette along the halls of your school.
"Only if you catch me!"
The two of you continue running and screaming in the hallways. This continued on for what seemed to be a long period to you, as you were running out of breath. Luckily for you, Gyuvin hits his stomach with a drinking water fountain, causing him to stop in his tracks and clutch his stomach in pain.
"Are you okay?" You worriedly ask, catching up to the boy and patting his back softly.
"Kim Gyuvin and [full name]!"
You turn your head to see your school's prefect.
"Go to my office now and clean up whatever mess you made!" The prefect snides, pointing at the ground near you.
On the floor was you calculator, broken. You couldn't help but sigh, squatting down to clean up your broken calculator. Gyuvin tries to help you, eyes squinting in pain as he tries to squat down but you stop him, wrapping a hand around his leg to stop him from extra movement.
"Faster! Can't believe the youth are so disobedient these days!" The prefect had his arms crossed and was tapping his right foot impatiently.
You put the remains of your calculator into your backpack and stand up. Gently taking one of Gyuvin's arms and wrapping it around your shoulders, you help the brunette walk with you to follow the prefect to his office.
"Sorry." The brunette whispers, not looking at you.
"It's whatever." You reply monotonously
The prefect quickly open the door to his office and runs to his desk to sit down. You close the door behind.
"Quickly now!" The prefect snaps his fingers, while you sit Gyuvin down on one of the two chairs infront of the prefect's desk and then sit on the other unoccupied chair.
"Do you know the consequences to your actions?"
You open your mouth to answer but was swiftly interrupted.
"First, the both of you ran in halls. Second, the both of you screamed in the said halls. Third, you destructed school property, the wat-"
"[name] didn't do anything wrong. I stole their calculator and they were just trying to take it back." Gyuvin interrupts, done with the prefect's aggressiveness that had involved you.
"So we're interrupting elders now, Mr-"
"He didn't mean to." You nervously try to defend the boy beside you.
"Now you too-"
"I did mean to. What kind of prefect are you anyway? I'm in pain and you still bring me to your office before the clinic. You're screaming and being passive-aggressive to two teenagers at your grown age. I can go on and on but you know what? This is actual bull-" Gyuvin tries to distract the prefect from getting angry at you, so, he started spewing out nonsense that would transfer all of the prefect's anger and focus towards him. Even if it meant suspension or expulsion that would lead him to miss the matches he had practiced for. It was his fault anyway.
But before he could continue his vulgarity, you bring a hand to his mouth to stop any sound from resounding. However, you were too late as the prefect had successfully fallen into the brunette's trap.
"I'm calling your parent, Mr. Kim Gyuvin. You are suspended and are to go home." The prefect solemnly says.
"He really didn't mean too, he's just in pain." You try to reason.
"[full name], don't get yourself into any more trouble. I'll dismiss you with only a two-day after school detention."
Gyuvin sees your mouth open but quickly opens his mouth to speak over you, "I told you that they didn't do anything wrong. Why are you giving them punishment?"
"Don't try and make this worse for yourself." You loudly whisper to the brunette, pinching his thigh.
"Listen to your partner, Kim Gyuvin. [full name], you are dismissed, please leave." The prefect shoos you away to the exit.
"Can you lend a calculator to [name]?" Gyuvin quietly whispers.
The prefect sighs, "[full name], tell Mrs. Cruz that I'm lending you my calculator. She'll know that it's from me."
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"Yes Sir" You respond, surprised, bowing your head and leaving the office. You decide not to fight back anymore as it might lead to Gyuvin getting into more trouble.
"Stop getting yourself into more trouble, mom is fuming right now." Hao berates his younger brother while driving.
Gyuvin's older brother had picked him up from the school grounds after their mom had received a call from the prefect, informing her of the boy's suspension.
Gyuvin stays quiet, fiddling with the action figure he had broken when he first bumped into you.
"Don't get me started with that crush you have that you got into trouble." Hao says exasperatingly, "If you can call them your crush, that is."
"What do you mean?" Gyuvin asks softly with an annoyed tone.
"First, drop that attitude, be happy that i was free enough to pick you up when mom told me to." Hao rants, "Let me ask you again Gyuvin, because it seems that you got into trouble by this one singular person."
"They didn't do anything!" Gyuvin slams the action figure down into the car seat.
Hao ignores his younger brother's behavior, "What do you like about this crush of yours, that you push yourself into so much trouble?"
"Can you shut up?" Gyuvin snarkily replies, tired of the question.
Only those who had seen him together with you would understand, or atleast his two closest friends would, he thought.
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Jeonghyeon had ran out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang for lunchtime, the reason being that he was going to practice basketball at the gym with the rest of the basketball team. Due to immediately leaving, the boy had forgotten his lunchbox at the classroom.
Like the good friend that Taerae was, Taerae was going to bring the forgotten lunchbox to his friend at the gym. But Taerae just had to drag you along with him. You were more than reluctant to come along as you still had to buy your own lunch at the canteen, and saw this as an event that would postpone your eating time.
"Stop complaining. I haven't eaten yet and I'm not complaining, sounds like your just a bad friend." Taerae says as the both of you walk to the gym.
"I could care less." You say, rubbing your face, "I should've just ate with Giselle and the rest."
"But I'm your favorite friend, aren't I?" Taerae pushes the gym door open upon reaching the said gym.
Stepping into the gym, you are presented with a group of twelve or so teenage boys playing basketball. The both of you move closer to the group that was playing basketball. Unfortunately, Jeonghyeon was too busy playing. It was as if Lady luck was on your side, as there were also no players on the sidelines that you could've left the lunchbox with.
"Let's just leave his lunchbox here, I'm starving." You complain, pointing to the floor Taerae was standing on with piles of clothes and belongings.
"This is actually disgusting, can't they place their things somewhere else." Taerae scrunches his face in disgust.
"Beats me, just leave it there."
"No, we will not be leaving his lunchbox on the floor. It's dirty and what if he doesn't see it?" Taerae disagrees with you.
"You're logic is dumb. Whatever, you're waiting here by yourself." You try to walk away but Taerae stops you by your collar.
"I am not waiting here alone with fifty sweaty, rowdy and annoying boys." Taerae exaggerates, stomping his foot on the floor.
Hearing a loud clack, the both of you look down to see an action figure that had a dislocated arm. It was Gyuvin's figure, he always brought it around with him, and Taerae had dislocated it with his foot.
"Ohhhh." Taerae nervously giggles
"Yeah, ohhhhh. You're actually dead." You say, squatting down to take the action figure in your hands.
Taerae seemed frightened by your words as he drops Jeonghyeon's lunchbox on your back and quickly runs away to the gym's exit.
"Talk about being a bad friend." You mutter under your breath, taking the lunchbox from your back to your lap to hide your hands that were trying to fix the dislocated figure.
"Oh hey! Look at that! It's Gyuvin's crush!" A rowdy boy playing basketball laughs loudly, pointing at your figure crouched down.
Out of all the moments any of the players could've acknowledged you when you were still with Taerae, it was now that you were all alone trying to fix Taerae's mistake.
"Hey, [name]! This one's for you!" Gyuvin shouts upon landing his eyes on you, dribbling the basketball in his hands.
Your eyes widened in horror, quickly trying to snap the figure's arm back into place. This was your worst nightmare, alone with many males that stenched of sweat and having one of those said males loudly dedicating a shot for you.
Gyuvin outstretched his arms upwards to shoot the ball in the hoop.
Gyuvin missed the shot.
All of the rowdy, smelly, sweaty, and loud teenage athletes erupted into laughter.
"[name], this one's for you!" One of the players mock Gyuvin.
Among all the teenage boys, Gyuvin laughed the hardest. He was on his knees, clutching his stomach from laughing too hard.
You couldn't help but feel absolutely humiliated. As you snap the figure's arm back into place, you stand up. Your legs felt weak, you wanted to run away and hide in embarrassment. Talk about having someone loudly dedicating a shot to you infront of adolescent boys and absolutely missing it.
The boys seemingly had stopped playing due to laughing too hard.
Jeonghyeon jogs towards you, "Hey, is that my lunchbox?"
"Yeah, Taerae was supposed to give it to you but he ran away." You say in a hushed voice, handing the lunchbox and the now fixed action figure to Jeonghyeon, "Give that to Gyuvin, Taerae accidently broke it earlier but I fixed it, so no problems now."
"Thank-" Jeonghyeon was about to thank you but you were already running away.
"Don't tell me is [name] your significant other or something?" A member from the basketball team asks Jeonghyeon, "Looks like you can't mess with [name] anymore, Gyuvin!"
"What? Are you serious?" Gyuvin asks, glaring at Jeonghyeon's back.
"What? No, they were just bringing me lunch. Let's calm down now." Jeonghyeon responds irritable, he turns his head towards Gyuvin.
"Here, [name] fixed it. They said Taerae broke it." Jeonghyeon throws the action figure towards Gyuvin, and like the true athlete that he was, Gyuvin catches it.
Gyuvin scans the figure. Sure enough, it was fixed. The figure's arm was now where it was supposed to be. Although, Gyuvin was confused, it's arm was dislocated ever since the fateful day that he fell and met you, how did Taerae break it?
"Hey Gyuvin, why do you like [name]?" Jeonghyeon asks, hugging his lunchbox.
"Yeah Gyuvin, tell us why you like [name]." Another team member snickers, not taking the question seriously.
Gyuvin stays silent, too tired to answer, scanning the figure in his hands. The boys listening in snicker and stifle their laughter.
"Whatever dude, don't mess with [name] too much."
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"Hey bro! Sorry about earlier!" Junhyeon slaps Gyuvin's back and sits next to him on the bench.
"Yeah bro, sorry." Gunwook says, bringing Gyuvin's duffle bag with him and sitting down on the other side of the bench, beside Gyuvin.
Gyuvin sits up straight from his slouched position, "Why are the both of you apologizing?"
"Oh, uh, you know for ganging up on you." Gunwook replies, taken aback by Gyuvin's formalities.
"No, I should be the one apologizing. It is my fault for having immediately acted upon my anger."
"Drop that attitude bro." Junhyeon says, worryingly looking at his friend.
"Apologies, I will try to act more mature from now on."
Gunwook nervously laughs and chucks Gyuvin's duffle bag into the latter's lap, "Here you go bro, you left it at the changing rooms. Next time, you should really fix your clothes, it's disgusting."
"Apologies again, I shall clean up after myself from now on." Gyuvin says, taking out his things to arrange them in his bag.
"Are you really fixing your things right now bro?" Junhyeon asks
"Yes, please don't wait for me. You can go ahead without me." Gyuvin continues to fix his things.
Gunwook and Junhyeon share a look of worry.
"Look bro, we're sorry, we shouldn't have ganged up on you about [name]." Gunwook breaks the silence.
Gyuvin takes out the action figure out of his bag and zips the said bag shut, after arranging everything.
"No, it's completely understandable. My actions towards [name] were immature and concerning, I'll try to make it up to them from now on." Gyuvin caresses the figure with his thumb.
"You're going to be their own one of a kind boyfriend, ah?" Gunwook motivates his friend
"I'll be a proper boyfriend."
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Ever since that day, when the boy's two closest friends had questioned his feelings for you, Gyuvin had become nothing short of a perfect student.
He had stopped being late to school, arriving almost an hour early to school. He stopped sleeping and slacking off in class, even math class, even actively participating or asking questions. He had stopped being so loud in the halls, walking at a normal pace and being aware of his surroundings. He had even started asking for extra work from teachers to boost his grades.
Suffice to say, he was a teacher's pet, well-mannered and focused on his studies that he even quit every sports team he was in to be able to study more. Even to the dismay and constant protests of his multiple team-mates about him quitting, he politely declines coming back.
It was such a sudden change that Gunwook and Junhyeon worried and started to feel guilty, did their friend change because of them? It was such a sudden change, and a big change in fact. No one would've known that Gyuvin would become a studious student, even more so quit sports.
So, the both of them had begged you to talk to Gyuvin. You were the reason why the boy got angry at the both of them and then suddenly changed afterwards.
So, here you were, sitting at a park bench on a cool Saturday afternoon. Since Gyuvin would decline any efforts Junhyeon and Gunwook made to hang out, under the pretense that he needed time to study, you were the one to ask Gyuvin out. Luckily, Gyuvin had immediately agreed to you.
"[name]" Gyuvin says breathlessly, greeting you.
"Gyuvin" You politely smile at the boy.
"I'm truly sorry, did I keep you waiting?"
"No, not much really. I just came really early, you came earlier than what we agreed to."
In all actuality, you were worried for the boy. Hearing his two closest friends tell you that he wasn't acting normally frightened you. Sure, the brunette was rowdy and had moments where you wished you never had helped him that one fateful day, but he also had moments where he tried. No one really took such an interest in you, it was charming, and the said brunette really tried his best to appease you.
"Still, I shouldn't have made you wait. That's not what a proper..." Gyuvin halts his statement.
"A proper what?" You ask, trying to not make the air awkward.
"Nevermind, I brought you flowers by the way." Gyuvin says smiling at you, giving you a small bouquet of flowers.
"You didn't have to. Thank you, it's very pretty." You smile, looking at the flowers you have received.
"Their artificial flowers too, so it won't wilt." Gyuvin chuckles lightly, "Do you like it?"
"Ofcourse I do."
Gyuvin's smile widens, "That's good. So, what would you like to do in this fine afternoon?"
"Oh, about that. Can you sit down with me?"
The brunette sits down beside you, awaiting your words.
"First off.." You chuckle, smiling and looking at Gyuvin, "What are these flowers for?"
Gyuvin seemed shocked at your question, "Well, I just thought I'd get something nice for you on our first date. Isn't that normal?
"Ah" You didn't mean to ask Gyuvin on a date, you just said that you wanted to hang out and talk. The brunette seemed to had mistook you, but you don't bring that up. Instead, you ask the always lingering question in your head, "Gyuvin?"
"Yes, [name]?" The boy looks thoughtfully at you.
"Why do you like me?" Sure, you helped him up that one time when you first met, but that really didn't explain his infatuation with you.
"I like you because you always care for me." Gyuvin says, making sure that your eyes were on him, he stares into your eyes, "Whenever I mess up. Whenever I test your patience, you always end up still trying to help me. Like when I pointed out and laughed at your booger that one time infront of tons of people, you still offered me your lunch knowing that I hadn't eaten yet."
You stare into Gyuvin, expecting more, and more did he deliver.
"I don't know why I started liking you, I probably hit my head too hard and fell in love with you at first sight when we first met. But that led me to actually fall in love with you. From trying to see you everyday, to messing up, and you cleaning up after me." Gyuvin keeps his stare on you, "That's why I like you, [name]."
Gyuvin takes a deep breath, "If you would let me, I would like to try and make you like me back, [name]. If you would let me, I will be a boyfriend that is deserving of you, [name]."
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Ever since that day, you and Gyuvin started going out together. The boy had kept his promise. Once you said yes to his proposal, the brunette gave you his undivided attention. When he was studying and you happened to ask for him, he would quickly attend to you, even after you would refuse and tell him to keep studying. He always made time for you, even when there wasn't time.
He was a picture-perfect boyfriend. Kind, patient, studious and sugar-coated his words for you.
He would be the picture-perfect boyfriend but you yet had accepted to officially put that title onto him. Much to his dismay, but he would always smile and tell you to not feel pressured to accept.
Today, Gyuvin and you were strolling during the young night. The both of you were walking with no particular destination in mind.
That was what Gyuvin thought, but you were actually leading him to a local basketball court that was free to anyone.
As the both of you reach the court, you point your finger at it, "Hey! Let's go in there!"
"Oh? You want to play basketball?"
"Yeah." You step into the empty basketball court, guessing that no one was playing this late. Gyuvin follows behind you.
You look around for any basketballs, and luckily, find a basket full of them. You take one out, "Jeonghyeon told me that you were a star player. Show me your moves!" You enthusiastically say, throwing the ball towards Gyuvin.
Gyuvin chuckles, "You've been forcing me to play sports these days. Are you into athletes, darling?"
"What about it?" You laugh
"Well, you could've just said so, love." Gyuvin chuckles, dribbling the ball you had thrown at him, "Do you want to play with me?"
"How about you show me how to play first, showcase your awesome-st moves!" You clap your hands together, sitting on the lower-staircase the court had for viewers.
"Anything for you, sweety." Gyuvin sweetly smiles at you.
The boy dribbles the ball around the court for a few minutes, doing cool tricks with the said ball along the way as you applaud. After the said few minutes, he brings the ball above his head to shoot it.
"This one's for you, [name]!"
Gyuvin shoots the shot.
You clap as Gyuvin walks closer to you and sits beside you.
"How was that for redemption?" Gyuvin laughs
"More than enough." You smile at him
"You know, don't you not like sports? I'm sure Jeonghyeon told me that." Gyuvin points out
"You know, speaking of Jeonghyeon, he told me that you played ice hockey! Why don't you show me that next time?" You try and change the subject.
"It's not good to ignore what other people say, love." Gyuvin playfully furrows his eyebrows and pouts.
"I don't like playing sports, but I like watching!" You partially lie.
"Really? Jeonghyeon said that you don't come to watch his games because you found it boring." Gyuvin asks seriously
You gulp, "I like watching you do it."
"Why?"
"Because you like it. You enjoy sports, Gyuvin. You're always happy when you play sports. Back then, you would endure handling too many sports with a smile because you liked it, you like it." You repeat your last words.
Gyuvin cups your cheek with his hand. He uses his other hand to support his body leaning into you. As his nose touched your own, you bring a hand to his shoulder to stop him.
That seemed to upset him, as silent tears started rolling down from his eyes, "Does your heart even beat for me?"
Instead of answering, you take your hand off of his shoulder and tilt your head to meet his lips in yours. You taste the bitterness of his tears.
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"Hey bro, nice game!" Gunwook congratulates Gyuvin, excitedly hugging him.
"Yeah, nice game bro! You were totally the MVP." Gyuvin hugs the other party back.
"Only because you just started practicing last week after not playing for a whole three(3) months."
"Just take the compliment bro." Gyuvin says
"Ayo! Congrats to my two bros!" Junhyeon joins the hug, "I'll let it slide that the both of you are sweaty."
Gunwook laughs, "No one asked for you to join the hug."
The three break the hug as Junhyeon fakes hurt, "How dare you!"
"It's great to have you back on the team." Yujin speaks up, eliciting a frightened screech from Junhyeon who didn't see the boy coming.
Gyuvin hugs the younger boy, Yujin, who reluctantly hugs back, "I hope that you're happy with me Yujinie."
"I am, now, stop hugging me." Yujin forcefully pushes Gyuvin off.
"Yujin, kid, stop scaring me!" Junhyeon berates the younger boy.
"Just stop being a scaredy-cat and you wouldn't have this problem." Gyuvin defends his junior.
"Hey, Gyuvin!" Jeonghyeon runs up to the said brunette.
"Yeah, dude?" Gyuvin responds
"You played awesome at soccer today. You still up for that basketball match this Friday?" Jeonghyeon asks hopefully.
"Heck yeah! Why is that even a question?" Gyuvin proclaims loudly, smacking Jeonghyeon's back, "Is [name] with you?"
Gunwook and Junhyeon wiggle their eyebrows as Jeonghyeon laughs, "Yeah, they're with Taerae right now in the stands. They actually watched the match."
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His skates clash with the ice in the ice rink of the mall. Gyuvin holds the both of your hands as he guides you in skating, "You said you wanted me to show you skating." The brunette chuckles.
"Yeah, show me skating, not you showing me how to skate." You correct the boy holding you, as your legs wobble from not being familiar with walking on ice.
"Don't worry, I got ya." Gyuvin teasingly says, letting go of your hands for a split of a second.
"Gyuvin!" You scream, grabbing onto his stomach and hugging it.
Gyuvin hugs you back and laughs menacingly. The boy laughed a little too hard as he slipped on the ice, bringing you down with him.
"Talk about being a good skater. I thought you played ice hockey!" You whine
"I'm sorry, love. No one's perfect, I guess."
"Yeah, especially you!"
"Scratch that, you're perfect." Gyuvin smiles at you, struggling to stand up on the ice with you.
"You're such a cheesy boyfriend." You tease after finally being up on your feet.
"Your own one of a kind." Gyuvin says, bringing your face closer to his.
"You are not kissing me in a mall!" You berate
"Let's get out of this rink then." The boy laughs, taking your hand and guiding you to the rink's exit.
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That's the end of that. I'm sorry if that was actual dog shit 😔 (No offense to Eumppappa, I literally did not mention the dog at all in the story). I'll write a Sung Hanbin×reader story fiction next, I promise that that wont be a High School AU anymore. Sorry if I just wasted your time and thank you for reading.
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