a truth universally acknowledged - gunricky

Lying in Gunwook's lap with his hand in his hair and engulfed in the hug of a sweet strawberry fragrance, breathless giggles and leaves rustling softly in the summer breeze, he drifts off into unconsciousness, unable to think about it any further. Call him the princess of procrastination. Either way, he'll probably stop having all these strange thoughts and heart palpitations once he's not dead tired anymore, so who even cares?

He's not crushing on Gunwook. He's not.

And he certainly does not want to be Gunwook's boyfriend.

or: Ricky and Gunwook keep finding ways to avoid getting through their assigned school reading, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, as they seem to take up each other's attention much more instead.

[crossposted on ao3]

- highschool au, fluff, friends to lovers