𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍 - 𝖼.𝗌

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soobin

soobin openly stared at doyeon from across math class. the teacher had moved them a while ago because they never stopped talking and flirting with each other, so they just flirted from far away.

she hadn't seen him yet, but that didn't stop him.

her hair was up today, in a low messy bun that she somehow managed to make her look effortlessly gorgeous. she was wearing a big white sweater with grey jeans. and, honestly, soobin thought she had never looked prettier.

doyeon glanced up from her notes and met his eyes from across the room. she smiled brilliantly at him.

he felt so blessed that her smiled was aimed toward him. it was the single greatest blessing in his life.

"you're beautiful." he mouthed.

she blushed fiercely and looked back down toward her notes before quickly looking back up.

soobin, for no reason other than the fact that the prettiest girl in the world was looking at him, blushed slightly. doyeon shot him a wink.

he was amazed at how whipped he was. he heard every day at football practice. every time he'd zone out, someone would be there, teasing him about daydreaming about doyeon. he couldn't even deny it. it was like he couldn't think about anything but her.

she filled every one of his senses, and he loved it.

the bell rang, and he shot out of his seat. he practically ran over to her seat. she hadn't even finished packing up, and he was there.

"hi." he breathed out.

"hey, handsome." she replied. he blushed again.

"i love that i can make you blush." she said, reaching up to pinch his cheeks.

"of course you can, sweetheart. you're so pretty." he admitted. he wasn't ashamed.

"i'm not all that, soob." she answered.

"please, yeon. if only you saw the way guys looked at you around here..."

"and what about you, mr. hotshot? you think i don't know that every single girl around here stares at you like they want to rip off all of your clothes." she joked.

"but baby... you're the only one i want ripping off all of my clothes." he said sweetly, as if what he just said wasn't about sex.

"oh my gosh, soobin. stop." she replied, flustered.

"do i make you nervous, babe?" he teased.

"no, soob. i want you. but i think we both know you won't let me act on it." she told him.

"soon." he said simply.

she smiled up at him from underneath those long, dark lashes, and he was tempted to pull her into the janitor's closet and have her right then.

"i love you more than i can even express." he promised.

"i love you more." she cooed.

she walked out before he could reply.

he chased after her.

"you're wrong." he yelled from behind her in the hall. he ignored the loss thrown his way. he grinned stupidly.

"i love you most." he continued.

she looked over her shoulder, and, with a rueful smile, shook her head.

he watched her go with profound interest. he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

it was slightly pathetic, he knew.