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☆ Football☆Heeseung ☆

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Heeseung was a popular football player at school.

He was cocky and didn't have much time for any relationships.
He'd reject every single girl that asked him out.
He just focused on playing his favorite sport nothing else.

You were sitting on the bleachers, next to a group of girls who were watching Heeseung play. That's when a football goes flying and hits you in the face, causing your nose to bleed.

"Ah!" You exclaimed at the pain.

Heeseung walks over to you and kneels down to look at your face. "You alright?" There was no expression on his face.

The girls on the bleachers behind you gasp. They are all whispering amongst each other, wondering why he's even bothering to talk to you.

Heeseung just ignores them and continues to kneel there, waiting for your response.

He was kind of tall for a high school student. And he was the campus heartthrob.
Pretty much every girl was in love with him, including you.

He was wearing the school's football jersey. The number "01" was written on the back of his jersey. His dark black hair was swept to the side, and had a few piercings on his ears making him look extra fine.

"Yeah i'm alright just stings"

"You bleed a lot," he comments, looking at your now bloody face.

The girls behind you giggle.

"Oh don't be dramatic i'm alright" you brush it off.

"I'm not being dramatic," he scoffs, "Have you seen your face? You look like you've been put through the ringer." He then leans in and uses his thumb to wipe some of the blood from your upper lip.

A few gasps were heard behind you, all of them shocked at how intimate this encounter looked. One of the girls even said, "God I wish that was me."

"I'll just go to the nurses office"

He stands up, brushing some of the dirt off his jersey. "I'll take you there. Don't want you passing out in the hallway or some crap like that," he says, extending his hand towards you, offering to help you up.

The girls behind you are all whispering again. One of them even squeals in excitement. One of them mumbles, "Wow, first Heeseung gives her his jersey and now he's taking her to the nurse's office. This must be unreal."

He rolls his eyes when he hears one of the girls."It's not like that," he responds to the whispering. "I can't let her bleed all over the hallway," he says, then he turns to look at you."Your face looks a mess, let's go."

"You don't have too, I'll go alone"

He grabs you and slings your arm around his shoulder. "Too late for that. Just lean on me and let me take you there," he says, beginning to walk you over to the nurse's office.

Many of the students in the hallway stop to
watch the two of you. Some of them are giggling behind their hands, and you can even hear some of them say, "What the hell is he doing?" One of them even says the two of you look like a couple.

His expression doesn't change when he notices everyone looking at him. He's probably used to the constant attention.

Finally, after walking through the hallway, the two of you finally arrive at the nurse's office.
Before opening the door, he takes his jersey off and hands it to you.

"Press it against your face and stop the bleeding," he orders, then he opens the door to the nurse's office and leads you inside.

Once inside, he immediately goes over to the nurse who's sitting at her desk. He begins to explain the incident to her. As the nurse is attending and cleaning the wound on your face, Heeseung stands off to the side and just looks at you.

"It hurts" you whine making him chuckle.
"I'm sure it does," he responds with a scoff. "I'd imagine getting hit in the face by a football isn't a pleasant experience," he jokes, folding his arms and watching the nurse work.

His tone was dry and sarcastic.
And the way he stood off to the side, with his arms folded, made it look like he was mocking you.

The nurse scolds him for that comment and he just rolls his eyes. He just stands off to the side, waiting until the nurse is done patching you up.

The nurse finally finishes patching you up and steps away, allowing you to examine your reflection in the mirror.

You notice that Heeseung's jersey is covered in the blood from your bleeding nose.

"Sorry about your jersey"

He shrugs his shoulders."That's fine, I have like 40 other jerseys at home I can wear," he says, then he hands you a bag of ice.
"Here, just ice your nose for like 10 minutes and the swelling should go down," he advises.

"Okay"

"And I'm sorry for hitting you with the football. I wasn't aiming for anyone, I was just trying to complete the pass and didn't see you there." He says, taking a seat in one of the chairs. It looked silly, someone with his build sitting in such a small chair.

"Anyways," he says, leaning back in the chair. "You're not hurt anywhere else, right?" He asks with a hint of concern. It was the first time you'd seen him look even the slightest bit concerned"

"I'm fine"

He hums in response and nods. The two of you sit silently next to each other, the room quiet except for the sound of the ice in the plastic bag as it clinked against the side of the bag.

"You don't need to take care of me"

He raises an eyebrow at your comment.
"What? I can't be nice once in a while?" he says, sounding somewhat offended. "You just got a bloody nose and a swollen check. I can't just let you deal with that alone."

"Plus I like you" he mumbles, hoping you didn't hear.