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24. SVT Seungcheol - Hello

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Title: hello

Member: childhoodbestfriend!seungcheol

Genre: college au // slight angst // fluff ending

Warnings: ~suggestive~ seungcheol

Word Count: 1618

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You idly stir your soup, watching the contents spin around in a small, handmade whirlpool, your spoon clanging against the side of the bowl. You let the spoon rest against the edge of your bowl and sigh, reaching for your drink instead.

Seungkwan, interest piqued, stops spooning mouthfuls of soup and rice into his mouth and glances up at you as you stare blankly at your cell phone beside your food tray.

"What's up?" He asks, eyebrows expressing concern as his eyes go from yours to your lifeless cell phone. "You've been staring at it for a while now. Trouble in Seungcheol-land?"

Your breath hitches in your throat, causing Seungkwan to clear his throat loudly, running a nervous hand over his face and through his hair. "Oh. Bullseye?"

"Yeah," you breathe, rubbing your eyes tiredly, "But I mean, I'm over it. Or at least trying to. I can't cling to him forever, can I?"

Seungkwan shifts in his seat, leaning forward with his elbows on the table. "You're insane. The two of you have clung to each other since elementary school. What could possibly -"

"He has a girlfriend, Seungkwan."

The brunette's eyes widen, prompting him to stand up out of shock. He fumbles on his words, struggling to formulate the correct words: "Shitfuck." He covers his mouth and sighs, "I mean, what?"

You gesture for him to sit down, and onlookers drawn to your table because of his outburst begin to disperse.

"I saw them this morning. He walked her to class - the same class I have - and kissed her. Right in the doorway." The memory alone sends a twinge of pain through your body, and you look away from Seungkwan, eyes stinging. "He knows I saw. He asked me to meet and talk, but I... I can't face him, Seungkwan."

Seungkwan smiles nervously, shifting in his seat. His eyes flicker between you and a distant figure entering the cafeteria. "Well, you're going to have to, because uh - he's kind of coming here right now."

You shoot Seungkwan a look of urgency, and he begins to frantically wave his arms at the table across from yours, trying to capture the attention of a now-short-haired Jeonghan.

Jisoo sees the younger first, stifling a laugh before nudging the other. "Seungkwan's... He's..." Jisoo drops his head onto the table, laughing. "Just look at him, Jeonghan."

Jeonghan looks up, raising an eyebrow at the frantically waving male, who's not-so-subtly pointing at a brooding Seungcheol, making long strides across the cafeteria.

"Do you understand this?" Jeonghan asks Jisoo, who's still face-down on the table, laughing. "I'll take that as a no."

Then, Jeonghan's phone buzzes on the table.

[12:25 PM] (f/n): okay, ignore him
[12:25 PM] (f/n): what he's trying to communicate is please distract seungcheol for a while
[12:25 PM] jeonghan: explain later?
[12:26 PM] (f/n): mhm

"Cheol-ah!" Jeonghan exclaims, causing the elder to pause mid-step.

"What? I need to talk to (F/N). Can't it wait?" Seungcheol groans, running a frustrated hand through his fringe. He glances back to your table, where a nervous, red-faced Seungkwan sits, two trays in front of him.