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59. SVT Vernon - School Spirit

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Title: school spirit

Member: hansol

Genre: college!au // fluff

Word Count: 1426

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"Seriously? You're not dressed?" Seungcheol's standing in the doorway of Hansol's dorm room, arms crossed over his chest, expression unamused.

The younger stares blankly at the older male, whose cheeks have red & white stripes painted across them, wearing a bright red jersey with a hat to match. Hansol's roommate Dino pops his head out of the bathroom in a similar attire, uneven stripes of paint on his cheeks.

Hansol glances between the two, decked out in the school's official colors, red & white, and turns over in bed, burying his face into his pillow. "Have fun," he says, words muffled through the pillow.

"Hansol, it's the first football game of the season - the first of your freshmen year, may I add - and you'd rather sleep?" Hansol nods, and Seungcheol rolls his eyes at the typical answer. "Girls will be there."

"So?" Hansol grumbles, covering his ears. "I don't care."

"Oh, better tell (F/N) not to come by then. Chan, could you -"

Hansol shoots up in bed, eyes finding Seungcheol's mischievous expression. "Hyung, that's foul play. You can't use her against me all the time!"

"But it works, doesn't it? I got you to go on that hike with us last time," Seungcheol remarks, entering the room and shutting the door. He begins to sort through Hansol's drawers, complaining, "Shit dude, you came to SVT U and don't own any red?"

"I came here to study, not to watch idiots toss around a ball," Hansol mutter, swinging his legs over the side of his bed. With a glance in the mirror, his ridiculous bedhead looks like a bird's nest. He trudges towards the open bathroom, in search of a comb.

"Right, and I came here to do the exact opposite," Seungcheol muses, finding a school sweatshirt, tossing it onto the grumpy younger one's bed. "(F/N)'ll be here soon."

"For what?" Hansol asks, managing to pat down the fly-away strands of bedhead, looking less like he just woke up from a 10-hour sleep, and more like he just woke up from a 5-minute nap.

"You'll see," Seungcheol smirks, and Hansol already knows he's in deep shit.

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A single knock at the door announces your arrival, a red bandana tied into your hair, red & white paint adorning your cheeks. You're wearing the exact sweatshirt that Hansol's wearing, and you enjoy the slight blush on his face upon seeing you, an identical blush on yours.

"You called?" You smile, turning to Seungcheol, who's sprawled across Hansol's bed, tapping away at his phone.

"Yeah. Your boyfriend needs a spirit day makeover."

In unison, you both blurt out: "Not my boyfriend -" "Not my girlfriend -". In which the two of you glance at each other, flustered, and slightly disappointed.

"Yet," Seungcheol adds, grinning. "Work your magic, spirit fairy."

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Seungcheol, accompanied by Dino, sets out on a quest to gather the 10 other boys, scattered throughout the building in their specified dorm rooms.