Summary:
Namjoon's been a kiss virgin all his life. Now's his time to turn that ship around.
Nerd nj X cheerleader jh
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His first kiss.He was gonna get a kiss today at the University open day and that was gonna be it. Then those whore bastards, seokjin and yoongi, couldn't say anything ever again. Well, they could still make fun of his virginity, but not his kiss virginity.
How was he gonna do it, you ask?
The cheerleading club had opened up kissing booths to raise funds for charity. That's how he was gonna do it.There were several booths, all with cute girls in them, they were the cheerleading squad after all, in their cheerleading outfits too, tight tops and tiny skirts. He nearly chickened out, but stood in line at the nearest one before he could. He quivered excitedly on the spot. The girl at the counter was cute. That being said they were all cute.
When he reached the counter the girl took one look at him, "Oh ew," she said.Namjoon panicked. Ah. He didn't think it was that bad?
Was it his face?
He showered yesterday?
"Look, I've already gone overtime, and I really don't wanna touch anymore compsci nerds like you." She looked harried and Namjoon had no idea how she knew he did compsci, "where the fuck is jung?" She pulled a University branded sweatshirt over her tiny top, "God, I can't believe they're whoring us out like this," and flounced off, clearly very over it.
Thus leaving Namjoon, horrified, stuck to the spot. Had that really happened? Had a kissing booth girl denied him a kiss? He felt far too ashamed to join the other line.
Some of the students were eyeing him with mixed amusement and pity. God, he just wanted to disappear. He started to stiffly walk away, scratching his neck anxiously, when he heard the voice.
"Wait! Oh my god. Wait, just wait! Please don't leave." Hoseok dove heroically behind the stand, dragging his sweatshirt over his head, messing up his bouncy hair.
Namjoon goggled. It was Hoseok. Cheer squad captain. 3rd Year Bachelor of Physiotherapy. One heck of a Big Deal on campus and an Absolute Bombshell of a boy. Saved a cat from being run over once, rumours said he stopped the car with his bare hands, other rumours said he picked the car up off the cat's broken body and set the bones himself.
"Hoseok" Namjoon whispered."Yeah, Oh dear god you know me. I am so, so sorry." he bowed his head deeply at him. "I am," he looked at his arm which didn't have a watch on it, "like, really late."
"That's ok," said Namjoon tightly. He had an erection seeing him take the sweatshirt off and he hated himself for it. Hoseok hair looked so soft, he wanted to die in it."And oh gosh, I- have seen you around campus haven't I?" he sure had. He knew exactly where the cheer club did their weekly training, next to the swimming pool, on the oval and he'd always sit himself on the bench looking very hard at the flipping skirts of Hoseok while tapping away at his code. Once, Hoseok sat down next to him, sweaty after yelling out instructions at his team and bent down to retie his shoelaces. he smiled at him mindlessly and flung his messy hair back up into a ponytail, sweat dripping down his neck.
It was the best moment of his life, and he figured that was the closest he'd ever get to a beautiful boy. He didn't even make it home, he had to limp off into the pool bathrooms and jerk one out right there."And, sorry, your name was?"Namjoon wasn't jerking off in the pool bathrooms, he was standing there, staring at his lips. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Um, Namjoon?"he smiled, dimples pooping in the corners of his lips.
