Lookism x Male! Reader

⭐️ 7

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[ Chapter Seven ]

The night before seemed to be like a fuzzy blur to the (H/C) haired man, he concluded he may have been too tired to fully comprehend what was going on and only remember snippets. Such as him yelling, Mila crying and the guy who helped him, his daughter and his friend included, running away incredibly fast. Actually (Y/N) believes he has never seen anybody run that fast in his life, he is still pretty impressed.
Despite his amazement, he never got to thank the man and that didn't sit right with him. From what Jiho said, their saviour attended their school, so he came up with a solution to thank him from one department to another.

Baking delicious chocolate chip cookies.

With the assistance of the best little helper, the cookies were made and filled with chocolate chips, admittingly he was worried about the chocolate to biscuit ratio, but everything turned out very yummy in the end. Now, all he needed to do was give it to the teen.

...

That is, if he had a single idea on what department he is in. (Y/N) spend the morning lingering around the school, peeking into classrooms, bathrooms and hallways. He is still unsuccessful, and so, he stood still for a moment with a frown and tried to think of somewhere he might be.
Where hasn't he looked yet?

'Gardens?' He pondered, 'Wait, does the school even have gardens?'

He shook his head from the distraction, he looked at his shoes and rummaged his head for any clues or answers. An idea sprung to his head. Since Jiho knew the guy, perhaps he knows what department he is in. Jiho is in the fashion department, like Daniel who is currently in the cafeteria.
(Y/N)'s shoes tap against the floor as he changed his direction and headed towards the big room of hormonal teens, the hallways were fairly clear and a few students group around lockers happily chatting.

The handsome teen shut out the gossips and murmurs as he tracked down the hallways, blissfully unaware of the four students who paused just inside the cafeteria. They stared at the table of the new student with odd expressions, almost as in disbelief. Jiho, their pathetic underling, is sitting with the new attractive transfer student and Zoe.
The playful transfer casually asks personal questions, that only made Jiho look uncomfortable, but no one really paid attention to their conversations as a new situation began to unfold. All from a small taunting comment, made by none other than Vin Jin.

"Wow- Is it him?" A voice hummed, with one of the four clearly hearing the smirk from those words. He froze and his expression distorted to one of anger.

"The guy who took down Zack?"

The said teen flinched and turned around with a glare, no one in their right mind would mess with him. A rising boxer in middle school, who could take down anyone that faced him and yet, here he is being mocked by some jackass in sunglasses and a cap. A jerk who could talk mad shit but was too scared to take his sunglasses off inside?

"Wow, he is handsome."

"I'm better looking, right?"

One of Vin Jin's lackeys' side-eyed his Boss, the teen had the same thought as the most of the school, even so, they were doubtful he ever would take off those stupid black sunglasses. Unbeknownst to the two students puffing out their chests, the well-known prince walks in a little confused.

"I heard you lost to that pretty boy,"  Vin Jin smirked, " Zack.  You drag around these ugly characters lol."

'Uh? Did he really say lol out loud?' (Y/N) thought to himself. He remained standing at the door awkwardly, as much as he would prefer to be inside and finding out the location of the mysterious saviour of his, the two picking a fight was right in front of him.

"...Well," Zack started, as he stands, he leans his hips forward a little with his hands shoved into his front pockets.

"I lost to pretty boy, but I could probably take you," He claimed confidently, "and the rats you hang with aren't normal either."

(Y/N) sighed, 'Are they really going to start fighting in a cafeteria?' He placed his hand on his head and rubbed it, it was a pointless argument that had no proper outcome other than 'HeY lOoK aT mE, I cAn BeAT sO-aNd-So!'. He'll admit he was feeling a bit annoyed, and so, he folded his arms with a slight frown and continued to watch them bicker like an old ladies in a serious bingo match.

"Hey. Do you wanna die?"  Vin Jin grimaced at him with disgust. Zack was quick to swing his arm at the teen, before he paused with his fist directly in front of  Vin Jin's face. Unlike Zack, (Y/N) noticed Vin Jin's hand right by the shorter teen's chest, he stared at Vin Jin's hand for a moment before looking back at their faces. He decided to step in, he didn't really want to see blood or to see who had the bigger dick.

He quickly stepped between the two and placed a gentle hand on their chest, Zack and Vin Jin instantly stop glaring at each other, and turn their attention to the beloved (H/C) haired teen. Students who watched this interaction began to fantasize, 'if only it were me.'

"I'm sorry for stepping in, but this fight is just pointless," the teen hummed, looking between the two and removed his hands from their chest. He wasn't able to catch the clear disappointment from the both of them, "plus, people are trying to eat."

Zack is the first to respond, "but he started it,"  his tone came off as a pouty child. The three were shocked, including Zack himself, though (Y/N) didn't make a fuss over the childishness.

"Does it matter who started it?" He huffed, he felt like a parent... Wait, he is a parent.

"Yes,"  they both claimed simultaneously. The (H/C) haired man gave the two the look of disapproval, in fact this look is also known as the 'mother look', it was an art only learned by mothers and somehow (Y/N) managed to learn it. Zack looks down with a saddened frown, he really did feel disappointed in himself, and he felt like he let (Y/N) and Mira down.

Zack's eyes widened when a warm hand pressed against his head, with just his eyes he looked up at the handsome (H/C) and saw his awkward but warm smile.