Jeongcheol Oneshots

Untold Story of Two Hearts

Jeonghan couldn't take his eyes off Seungcheol. The bad boy of the university, Seungcheol was known for his rough edges, cool demeanor, and rebellious nature. Jeonghan, on the other hand, was the embodiment of kindness and sweetness. He admired Seungcheol from afar, his heart fluttering every time he saw the enigmatic figure. Yet, the fear of rejection and the intimidating aura that surrounded Seungcheol held Jeonghan back from confessing his feelings. Their polar opposite personalities served as a perpetual wall between them, creating a tension that was both exciting and terrifying.On this particular day, Jeonghan found himself sitting in their shared class, stealing glances at Seungcheol who was sitting a few chairs away. Seungcheol's gaze was fixed on the window, his eyes distant and detached. Jeonghan's heart raced at the sight of him, his mind swirling with thoughts of confessing his feelings. Yet, each time the thought crossed his mind, he was paralyzed by the fear of rejection. As the class came to a close, Jeonghan found himself stuck in his chair, staring longingly at the back of Seungcheol's head. Seungcheol, as if sensing Jeonghan's gaze, turned his head slightly and caught Jeonghan staring. A smirk played on his lips, an expression that both excited and frightened Jeonghan. Their eyes locked momentarily, a silent moment of acknowledgment passing between them before Seungcheol turned away again. Jeonghan's heart pounded louder, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. This was the closest they had ever been, yet the distance between them felt immeasurable. Days passed, and Jeonghan continued to struggle with his emotions. He would watch Seungcheol from a distance, observing his interactions with others and his solitary habits. Jeonghan wanted to approach him, to say something, anything, but the fear of rejection paralyzed him. Meanwhile, Seungcheol seemed to grow more aloof and more difficult to approach as time went on. Jeonghan was torn between his feelings for Seungcheol and the reality of their incompatible personalities, and every day that went by without action felt like a small heartbreak.
One day, Jeonghan saw Seungcheol sitting alone at lunchtime, a rare sight as he usually had a small group of followers around him. The sight of him alone filled Jeonghan with a mix of worry and courage. He took a deep breath and, with hesitant steps, approached the table where Seungcheol was sitting. His heart raced, his palms sweating, as he finally reached the table and found himself facing the object of his affection. Seungcheol looked up from his lunch, his expression unreadable as he met Jeonghan's eyes.
Jeonghan's throat went dry, but he pushed through his nerves and said, "Hi, Seungcheol. Mind if I sit here?"
Seungcheol's eyebrow raised in slight surprise, but he nodded and gestured for Jeonghan to have a seat.As they sat there, an awkward silence settled between them. Jeonghan's mind was racing, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat. Seungcheol seemed content to silently eat his lunch, occasionally glancing up at Jeonghan with a stoic expression. After what felt like an eternity,
Jeonghan finally cleared his throat and said, "Um, Seungcheol, there's something I've been wanting to tell you."
Seungcheol looked up from his lunch, his expression a mix of curiosity and guardedness. Jeonghan's heart raced, but he knew he had to see this through.
He took a deep breath and blurted out, "I like you, Seungcheol. I have for a long time now. I know our personalities are different, and I don't know if you feel the same, but I needed to let you know how I feel."
There, the words were out, and Jeonghan felt both relieved and terrified. Seungcheol's eyebrows raised in surprise, a momentary flicker of shock crossing his face. Jeonghan waited nervously for his response, his heart pounding in his chest.
Seungcheol remained silent for a moment, swirling his food around with his fork before finally speaking. "I know," he said softly.
Jeonghan's eyes widened in surprise. "You know?"
Seungcheol nodded, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I've noticed you watching me. It doesn't take a genius to figure out why." Jeonghan blushed, both embarrassed and relieved. Seungcheol continued, "I've been avoiding your glances, to be honest. I wasn't sure how to handle it, given our different personalities." Jeonghan looked at him intently, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Seungcheol chuckled, a playful smile spreading across his face. "You're so sweet, Jeonghan. A bit too good for me, don't you think? I'm more into trouble than kindness." Jeonghan blushed, not sure how to respond to the unexpected compliment. Seungcheol's teasing tone made it difficult to tell if he was being serious or just testing Jeonghan's reactions.  Seungcheol continued to chuckle, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Ah, Jeonghan. You and your feelings. So naive and innocent. Do you really think someone like me, a bad boy, could ever find happiness in a relationship with someone as pure and kind as you?" Jeonghan felt a pang of disappointment at Seungcheol's harsh words, but something about his tone and the way he was looking at him told Jeonghan that there might be another side to his teasing.As if reading Jeonghan's mind, Seungcheol spoke again, his voice softer than before. "I'm just messing with you. I find your kindness refreshing, Jeonghan, and maybe, just maybe, there could be something more between us." Jeonghan's heart leaped in his chest, a mix of hope, fear, and amusement swirling together. He couldn't tell if Seungcheol was being sincere or simply enjoying the game of toying with his feelings. Seungcheol then leaned in closer to Jeonghan, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But remember, if we were to be together, I wouldn't hesitate to steal your heart and make it mine. It's a wild ride when you're with me." His confidence and teasing ignited a spark in Jeonghan's eyes, a thrill he had never experienced before. Jeonghan couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement at the thought of being Seungcheol's partner, even if it meant embracing a life full of trouble and adventure. As the conversation continued, Jeonghan couldn't help but notice a hint of nervousness behind Seungcheol's teasing words. He realized that the bad boy persona was just a defense mechanism, a way to keep people at bay. Jeonghan felt a growing empathy for Seungcheol, realizing that behind his tough exterior, there was a heart that could be just as tender and vulnerable as his own. He reached across the table and gently took Seungcheol's hands in his, giving them a reassuring squeeze. "Seungcheol, I don't need protection. What I need is for you to let me in, to allow me to see the real you." Seungcheol's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't pull his hands away. "You're a strange one, Jeonghan. Most people run away from me when they get a glimpse of the real me. But you're here, holding my hands, asking for more." He hesitated for a moment, a mixture of vulnerability and longing in his gaze. Jeonghan leaned in closer, his eyes holding a strong gaze. "Seungcheol, I see you. I see the pain behind your tough exterior. I see the real you, and I won't run away. Let me be your safe haven, let me embrace you and all your flaws." There was a vulnerability in Jeonghan's voice, a heartfelt plea that reached deep into Seungcheol's soul.The two sat there, hands intertwined, as the bustling cafeteria faded into the background. In this moment, they had found an unexpected connection that transcended their different personalities and social statuses. Jeonghan had taken a risk, and Seungcheol had found the courage to accept it. As their eyes met, a silent promise passed between them - a promise to explore this newfound connection, to learn from each other and grow stronger together.
From then on, their relationship evolved into something more complex and beautiful: a love born out of contrasts and challenges, a love that proved that opposites can attract, and that sometimes, the brightest light can be found in the darkest of places.

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