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library books -- minwon / meanie
> author's notes ,, HELLO i wrote this for the lovely mari as a part of the hefc secret santa!!!! mari ily <3

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jeon wonwoo and kim mingyu.

rivals in the school the two attended. it was to the point even the teachers knew about them.

they both received high grades and marks in their classes, clashed heads in academic competitions, and competed in everything possible.

although, the thing with mingyu was that he fell in love with wonwoo the moment he entered their shared extracurricular classroom the first day he attended school.

he worked himself to the core to be able to reach wonwoo on the academic podium, convincing himself rather than love it was instead admiration, and by extent, jealousy.

but now that the two of them are here, a year and a half after mingyu transferred, playing the dangerous game of challenges.
although it was more of a game to mingyu rather than the actual competition wonwoo thought it was.

wonwoo thought mingyu transferred over to get an easy win, to climb the academic ranks quickly. along with his good looks (not that wonwoo would ever say mingyu was good looking out loud though, he was too prideful to compliment his rival.

wonwoo tried to avoid mingyu like the plague, he thinks at least, but backtracking he realizes that he always somehow ends up somewhat near mingyu during lunch (damn you soonyoung for being friends with seokmin.) and he always gets wound up in the conversation no matter what.

but here they are now, mingyu standing in front of wonwoo's table in a full library.

wonwoo's eyes landed on the taller, sharp glare set in stone. "what do you want?" he said, adjusting his glasses that slipped down his nose bridge slightly during his review session.

"there's people at all the other tables and... you're the only one with a free chair." mingyu said, running a hand through his hair. the backpack hanging off his right shoulder jostling at the movement.

wonwoo narrowed his eyes at the younger student, before flicking his eyes to survey the area around them. to his surprise, there were actually no free tables.

despite their 'rocky' relationship, wonwoo had no true reason to deny the other.

"take a seat." wonwoo said, and resignation could be evidently heard in his tone.

mingyu flashed the older a guilty smile, his canines catching the attention of wonwoo.

who knew kim mingyu had such a charming smile?

the two fell back into a silence, wonwoo trying to focus on the work in front of him. his sensitive hearing could hear every movement mingyu made across from him, from the sound of the zipper to the papers in his binder rustling. his puffy jacket didn't make the movement any quieter.

"sorry." wonwoo's head snapped up at mingyu's soft whisper, making eye contact with the younger out of shock. mingyu had an apologetic smile on his lips. wonwoo raised his eyebrows at the younger, prompting for an explanation. "well, i know you're sensitive to sound..." mingyu trailed off, shrugging his jacket off to reveal him in a fluffy sweater.

wonwoo eyed the sweater for a moment before looking back down to the notes he was once reading and annotating. however, now that his focus was back on the several notebooks and textbooks in front of him, everything just looked like a jumbled mess of black ink and off white paper.

when wonwoo glanced up again at mingyu, the other had opened his own sets of notes and textbook, seeing the younger working so hard in comparison to himself set something off inside of him. although, that something wasn't exactly what he thought it was.

he thought the feeling was anger, or something akin to anger, the heat surging through his body at the prospect of mingyu passing him on the academic podium. (he's just lying to himself, and admittedly, wonwoo knows that too.)

but instead of trying to focus properly on revising, he could only stare at mingyu.

the white v-neck sweater accented the younger's shoulder perfectly, the younger's arms positioned in a way that made his collar bones more evident than they were before. wonwoo wonders why he wasn't a celebrity, or maybe just a model.

wonwoo felt the heat rise up to his cheeks at the realization that he was staring at the person sitting across from him. why was it now that he was thinking so much? blame everything on kim mingyu, why did he have to come to this school of all the other ones in the district?

why was wonwoo caring so damn much about what mingyu was doing?

rather than looking away, wonwoo found himself looking closer at the different details he's never seen this close before on mingyu's face.

mingyu's skin was basically smooth, barely any blemishes visible. high cheekbones, high nose bridge, the most perfectly shaped eyes wonwoo's ever seen in his life, and naturally pink and soft looking lips. emphasis on the soft.

god must really have favourites, and wonwoo sees one of them in real life almost every day.

whatever deity above kissed mingyu on his lower cheek and left the beauty mark on his face made the right decision.

did wonwoo mention mingyu's lips look like they were sculpted by hephaestus himself? that's how perfect they looked.

and then the subtle wrinkles in the corner of mingyu's eyes that would make him laugh an even more endearing and soft look on the younger.

has he mentioned mingyu's eyebrows? no right? let's talk about mingyu's eyebrows. just why and how were they so perfect? what god did his parents please so much? how can wonwoo himself receive the treatment?

and mingyu's eyes-

wonwoo flinched when he made eye contact with mingyu.

"what were you looking at? do i have something on my face?" mingyu asked, trying to get his phone out of his bag.

"no- it's nothing you have nothing on your face- you look good." wonwoo quickly reassured, mingyu pausing in his hunt for his phone. "wait... the jeon wonwoo complimenting me? that's new." mingyu said, an amused tone evident in his voice.

wonwoo could only blush in response, choosing to remain silent this time.

"well, you look good too." wonwoo's brain lagged. "me? compared to you? no. you look ten times better than i ever could-"

"shush," mingyu's pointer finger was on his lips, wonwoo shut up immediately. "let's not put yourself down. now let's not worry your pretty head over this trivial issue and focus back on studying for your upcoming test hm?" mingyu said, all whilst his finger never left where it was placed against wonwoo's lips. only after the younger finished did mingyu move his hand with a smile.

wonwoo didn't really know if he hated mingyu anymore.