✔️ Little Sunshine Boy (Seungjin)

twenty-five✖️hyunjin

The next day was conveniently a Friday. One more day of school and I would be fine, no human interaction for the rest of the day and two more days after that. I could sit in my room and not do shit.

Or so I thought, I guess.

When I got home that Friday, the only thing I could think about was Seungmin. I couldn't fucking get him off my mind and it was actually beginning to piss me off a little bit. I put my backpack down on my bed, sighing lightly and sitting down. It had been a long day of receiving glares from four different people; Minho, Changbin, Felix, and Kris.

Jisung wasn't hugging onto Minho like he usually does. He wasn't anywhere to be seen at school, which was weird. Usually, he didn't go anywhere without Minho, so I just figured he was sick or something.

Anyway, back to me lying on my bed after school, I felt myself begin to fall asleep. But the amount of fucking homework I had was ridiculous and I at least had to do my math homework because I had an F in that class and I had actually been trying to bring it up. But that's the only class I've actually been trying in.

So I got my ass back up, did my homework for that class, and then decided I was hungry. I went out, made myself some rice, but ate it alone.

I really needed friends.

Well, I did have friends. But they beat me the fuck up and then proceeded to give me rude looks and shit.

I'm kinda broken inside I guess, and I'm really not sure if I'm repairable.

I'm like an old used car that just can't start anymore. And sometimes, I feel like I'm on autopilot. I don't know I'm doing anything, but I'm doing things on autopilot. I don't feel like me, I don't feel like Hwang Hyunjin. I feel like a piece of trash that can't recycled and used again. I feel... worthless.

My thoughts gradually turned back to Seungmin and after five minutes of trying not to think about him, I decided fuck it, got up, pulled my shoes on, and headed down to his house.

I was kinda nervous about seeing him again for some dumb reason. I was probably just being stupid though, my emotions were all over the place nowadays.

I reached his house, knocked on the door lightly. I was greeted by Seungmin in shorts, a plain white t-shirt, his hair frazzled.

"H-Hyunjin?" He asks lightly and I nod slightly.

"The one and only. Now let me in," I murmur and he blinks in what I presumed to be confusion and opens the door slightly more for me.

I step in and as if I've been to the house a million times, take my shoes off, and plop down on the couch.

"Yeah. Make yourself at home," he grumbles and then runs a hand through that red hair of his. I watch him and then catch myself doing so and I have to tear my eyes away from him. "So. What are you here for?" he asks me and I look back over at him.

"You want the real answer or the 'I'm an angsty teen' answer?" I ask him and he smiles lightly. I'm beginning to become fond of his smile..

"I want both, but do the angsty one first," he says with a light laugh and I swoon at the beautiful sound.

"Alright. I'm here because I'm bored and I have nothing to do," I pause. "But the real answer is that.. I can't get you off my mind."

There was a silence and I looked over to see him with his jaw dropped slightly. He closes it and then sighs, nodding slightly and looking at the floor.

"I-I.. I won't lie.. I can't seem to stop thinking about you either," he says and makes his way over to the couch, sitting down beside me, but still aways away.

"Never thought that I'd hear those words," I say and he smiles, lightly hitting me in a playful way. About four days ago, I would've taken his hand and broken it, but now, I just smiled back at him.

"Shush! I'm allowed to be angsty," he murmurs and then sits a little closer to me. "So. We can watch a movie, play games... it's up to you."

"Movie night. I haven't had one of those in a while," I point out and he smiles at me.

"Gotcha," and he plops in a random movie.

And I swear to you, I never thought I'd ever watch this movie, but here I am sitting beside Kim Seungmin, the kid I wanted to hate, watching Frozen with him.

But at least it's with him, I guess.

In the middle of the fucking movie, he gets up and starts dancing around, singing the lyrics to Let It Go at the top of his lungs.

My jaw was the one to drop this time. I stared at him as he passionately sang the lyrics, feeling very obviously confident in his singing. And he should be. His voice was amazing, so stable, beautiful in all reality. I continue to watch him as he happily danced around and even when he sat back down with a sigh.

"Phew... that took it out of-," When he realized I was looking at him, he stops short and a little blush arises on his cheeks. "-me... w-what? Why're you looking at me like that?" he whispers and I have to close my mouth.

"Seungmin.. you're voice.. it's beautiful. Have you considered doing choir?" I asked him and sat up straight, looking at him with full awe. And I honestly was in awe of his voice. Gosh, if I could sing like that, I'd be famous by now.

"N-No.. I don't know... choir just isn't for me.." he blushes a little darker at my statement and he looks away, but I gently put my index finger under his chin and guide his head towards me so that he has no choice but to look at me.

"You. Need. To. Join. Choir. You're voice is amazing.." I say to him and by this point, he's as red as a fire truck.

"O-Okay.." He murmurs, staring deeply into my eyes as I stare deeply back into his. I never realized how lost you could get into someone's eyes until this moment. I honestly was beginning to feel like Seungmin was just perfect... I mean, I sure as hell knew he was beautiful anyhow. And everything on his body seemed absolutely perfect, not a single flaw that I could point out on him.

In that moment with him, I felt like me. I felt happy, my head was cleared of any bad thoughts.

Kim Seungmin made me happy.

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A/N:

That's it. This story is done. bUT... I'm doing a sequel to this one, so stay tuned ;)

Stay Cool 😎

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