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beomgyucoded · 8 months ago

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Basketball Player!Kai x Teacher’s Pet!Reader

Prompt: “Quick! I need you to kiss me!” “Wait what-“

Word Count: 2,987

Warnings: bullying sort of? Both the reader and Kai are misunderstood

Part 5 of the First Kiss Series

7:50 A.M.

That was the time you arrived at school every day, not a minute earlier, not a minute later. The ten minutes before classes began were your only moments of serenity. It was the only time you had to yourself before the other students flooded in and overwhelmed you with their presence and not so nice remarks towards you.

As you settled into your usual spot in the library, you pulled out your latest book, eager to lose yourself in its pages before the chaos of the day began. The soft rustling of turning pages was a comforting sound to your ears, a familiar escape from the world around you.

Amidst the gentle rustle of book pages being turned, there were also the sounds of squeaky shoes, echoing chants, and a sharp whistle being blown. You weren't the only one here at this time, the basketball team would have early morning practice from 7 to 8 a.m. The athletes would dribble, sprint, and shoot hoops in the gym that was adjacent to the library where you sat and sometimes you'd abandon your book to watch them.

The sound of basketballs hitting the gym floor was usually a steady thud in the background, but today, there was a new sound that caught your attention. Laughter. It was a rich, melodic sound that seemed out of place in the early morning hustle of the gym. Curiosity getting the better of you, you peeked over your book to see the source of this unfamiliar sound.

It was Kai, grinning widely as he high-fived one of his teammates after scoring a particularly impressive shot. His energy was infectious, and even from a distance, you couldn't help but smile at the sight. You've been going to school with Kai since elementary school, and throughout all those years, you had always admired him from afar. He was charismatic, talented, and undeniably good-looking.

But he was also popular, while you were popular in a different way. Popular as in the popular kids made sure you heard their thoughts about you every day. They were probably the only reason others knew your name. But Kai, despite his status, was always nice to you. He never joined in when others teased you, and sometimes he would smile at you and make conversation in the hallways. They were small gestures, but they meant a lot to you.

Lost in your thoughts, the sound of the bell signaling that it was 8 o'clock brought you back to the present and your eyes widened. You hurriedly scrambled your book and speed walked through the school corridors with your head down, trying to reach your classroom before the first bell rang. Suddenly, you collided with someone, almost dropping your book in the process. Looking up, you found yourself staring into the deep brown eyes of Kai, who was walking with some of his teammates.

"Sorry," he mumbled, reaching out to steady you.

Your heart raced at his proximity, his warm touch sending shivers down your spine.

"It's okay," you managed to say, feeling your cheeks flush bright red.

As Kai's hand lingered on your arm, you could feel the weight of his gaze on you. His teammates exchanged knowing looks before one of them nudged Kai with a smirk, causing him to quickly remove his hand and clear his throat.

"You shouldn't touch her for so long Kai," one of them started,

"Some of her lameness might rub off on you."

Ignoring the taunts of his teammates, you brushed past them, not wanting to hear what else they had to say and quickly made your way to your first class.

"You know it's too bad she's such a loser, she's actually really pretty," another teammate said.

"She's not just pretty, she's hot, have you seen her-"

"Can you guys shut up?" Kai cut them off.

"You don't even know her, how could you call her a loser?" he asked them.

"I mean, like, she's always reading books and stuff, and she-"

"That's because she likes to read," Kai defended you.

"Having hobbies like that is nothing to be ashamed of."

As Kai's words trailed off, he glanced in the direction you hurried off in before continuing the walk to his locker.

You took your seat in class, blinking back tears. You've been getting picked on since freshman year where you rejected the advances of one of the boys who is now popular. The bell signaling the start of class pulled you out of your thoughts, and you quickly scribbled down some notes to look like you were paying attention. Their remarks always stung, and you never understood why they treated you like that. There's nothing wrong with saying no, and it's not like you were the only girl to reject that boy. All their comments were based on pure speculation, they didn't know you. And you were positive they didn’t want to either.

You dreaded lunchtime, it was where the whole school gathered in their cliques in the cafeteria, and you were always alone. It wasn't that you didn't have friends, you just didn't want anyone to know how much it hurt every time they laughed and said things that were far from true.

As you took your seat at your usual table, you glanced around the cafeteria. The familiar faces of the popular kids laughed and chatted, completely oblivious to anything else going on around them. You sighed, feeling a sense of loneliness that only grew as you thumbed at the pages of your book.

"Hey (Y/N)," one your friends greeted as she sat down next to you.

"Is it okay to sit with you? I know you like to be alone and all but it's been awhile since we hung out."

She was wrong.

You didn't like to be alone, you just thought it was better this way.

Your friends wouldn't get laughed at for being seen with you this way.

"Of course, I'd love the company," you replied, forcing a smile.

Your friend immediately brightened up, chattering away about her weekend plans and the latest gossip. As you listened, you found yourself slowly relaxing and enjoying her company. It was then that you realized how much you'd missed spending time with your friends, even if it was just for a little while.

The lunch period went by faster than usual, and before you knew it, the bell signaled the end of the break. As you two walked to class together, your friend playfully slapped your arm.

"Don't worry about them, okay? We're all gonna graduate in a few months and you're going to do such amazing things while they realize they peaked in high school," she said with a grin.

"I hope so," you sighed, trying to mask the doubt in your voice.

"Hey, think of this way, you've got the beauty, brains and such a good heart with so much to offer the world. You're destined for greatness and they'll probably be stuck, struggling to find their purpose in life."

You smiled at your friend's words, grateful for her reassurance. As you reached your classroom, you glanced back and saw your friend waving goodbye with a big smile on her face.

"She's right, you know," a voice said from behind you.

You turned around to see Kai standing there, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"You really shouldn't listen to those people," he continued.

"They're just jealous of you. You're brilliant, kind, and beautiful, you know that, right?"

"Aren't "those people" your friends?" You asked, somewhat surprised by his words.

Kai shook his head.

"Some of them are. But a lot of them are just... surface level friends," he said.

You felt your cheeks flush as you smiled weakly, trying to hide the temptation to believe him.

"You don't have to pretend to believe me, but I hope you know that not everyone sees you the way they do," Kai said earnestly and walked into the classroom.

As the day went on, Kai's words lingered in your mind. You found yourself stealing glances at him during classes and looking away just as quickly, not knowing that he was sneaking glances at you too.

The next day, at the usual time, you were once again seated in your regular spot at the library. Instead of reading a book, you were engrossed in your sketchbook, putting the finishing touches on one of your drawings. The sound of basketballs hitting the gym floor distracted you from your work, and you glanced up to see Kai and his friends practicing for the upcoming game. As you turned your attention to them fully, you saw that they weren't practicing, just shooting around. One of his teammates said your name and you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for whatever he was going to say today.

"Why did you get so defensive over (Y/N) yesterday?" he asked Kai.

You opened your eyes immediately and raised your eyebrows in confusion.

"You got a thing for her or something?" he followed up, this time nudging Kai with a smirk.

Kai's cheeks turned slightly pink as he shrugged off his friend's teasing.

"Nah, she's just a friend. We've known each other for a long time" he replied casually.

"Sure, just a friend," his teammate teased, raising an eyebrow.

"You don't want to be seen with someone like her anyways, you should be trying to hookup with one of the cheerleaders or something," he continued.

Kai's jaw tensed at his teammate's words, and for a moment, he looked conflicted.

"(Y/N) is hot though, if she just dressed better and wasn't such a teacher's pet I'd be all over her too," another teammate chimed in and they all laughed.

Kai's fists clenched involuntarily and before he could say anything, their coach blew the whistle signaling the end of practice.

The sound of the whistle was also your signal to leave, you put your sketchbook away but instead of getting up to leave, you sat there. You felt slightly embarrassed and just overall sad. You glanced out the window that let you see the gym and saw a small group of cheerleaders attempting to talk to Kai. His other teammates were standing and watching.

You sat there for what felt like hours, watching the events unfold through the window. You couldn't help but feel a pang of envy towards those cheerleaders, wondering what it would be like if you were like them. Tearing your gaze away from the window, you felt tears pool in your eyes but you wiped them away quickly. What were you even crying for? They sort of complimented you, didn’t they? You only dressed the way you did to avoid the attention, yet it seemed to have the opposite effect.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of rushing footsteps. It was Kai and he was making his way over to you, his expression one of frustration and determination.

He spotted you sitting alone on the makeshift bay window and walked over quickly, sitting beside you with a sense of urgency.

“Quick, I need you to kiss me.”

You looked at him, your eyes wide with confusion.

"I’m sorry, what?"

Kai's expression softened, and he looked out the window seeing that his friends and the group of cheerleaders had spotted where he rushed off to, their faces contorted with surprise and curiosity.

Without waiting for your response, Kai leaned in and pressed his lips against yours in a brief, impulsive kiss. Your heart raced as you felt the softness of his lips against yours, the taste of mint lingering on him. As he pulled back, you stared at him in shock, trying to process what had just happened. Kai turned to look at you, his eyes searching yours for a reaction.

All you could do was stare at him, trying to make sense of the situation. His kiss had left you feeling both confused and exhilarated, like you had just experienced something out of a movie.

"Kai, what was that?" you finally managed to ask, feeling your voice shake slightly.

He looked away briefly before meeting your gaze again.

“They kept pestering me about dating or just hooking up with someone, and I’ve always wanted to kiss you. So I just…did.”

He trailed off, and you looked at him, still trying to process the situation.

“How did you know I was here?”

Kai's face flushed slightly, and he looked away before answering.

“You come here every day at the same time. I always see you through the window.”

You sat there stunned, still trying to comprehend what just happened.

“You’re not invisible you know, I’ve always seen you,” he admitted, the weight of his words felt like they were referring to more than just seeing you through the window.

You searched his eyes for any sign of insincerity, but all you found was a raw vulnerability you've never seen before. The tension between you two was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and unanswered questions.

"Why?" you whispered, your voice barely louder than a breath and it being the only thing you could bring yourself to say.

Kai took a deep breath, as if steeling himself for what he was about to say.

“You probably don’t remember this, but in fifth grade there was this one time where our teacher had us grade each other’s spelling tests. She handed them out randomly and I remember being anxious because my handwriting isn’t the best and I assumed I didn’t do very well. Well when she handed them back, I saw that you graded mine. It was graded so cutely and your handwriting was like the opposite of mine that the contrast made me laugh. You left a little note on the bottom and it said “Good job Kai, you had nothing to be nervous about” with a cute little heart next to it. How you could tell I was nervous was beyond me, but I asked you and you said “you kept bouncing your leg while we were taking it and your handwriting looked messier than usual.” That’s when I decided I had a crush on you, you noticed little things, you were sweet and well- a pretty girl. You still are, you grew up beautiful.”

You were somehow even more stunned than before, the memory of fifth grade flooding back to you in a rush. You remembered well, he was the shy boy who always sat in the corner of the classroom during classes, his messy handwriting and nervous habits endearing to you even back then. As you sat there absorbing his words, Kai reached out tentatively to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Your heart skipped a beat as his touch lingered on your skin, the warmth radiating from his fingertips.

"Kai... I..." you began, your voice wavering between apprehension and desire.

Before you could finish, Kai's eyes met yours, filled with a mix of longing and vulnerability. He leaned closer, his breath warm against your cheek, and this time, when his lips touched yours, it wasn't brief or impulsive. Instead, it was slow, tender, and filled with years of unspoken feelings.

Your hands found their way to his face, gently cradling it as you returned the kiss, your thoughts forgotten in the warmth of his embrace. It was a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, yet it was over all too soon.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he murmurs softly, his eyes never leaving yours.

“I know it was sudden and unexpected, and to me it was long overdue. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way.”

You stared into Kai's eyes, your heart pounding in your chest. The warmth of his hands still lingering on your face. You had been holding your breath, unsure of how to respond.

"Kai, I... I do feel the same way," you whispered.

It was true, you’ve always been fond of the boy. Though you chose to suppress your feelings for fear of being rejected or judged. Seeing the vulnerable side of him today alongside his confession, the walls you had built began to crumble.

His eyes widened in surprise, and you could see relief wash over him in an instant.

He pulled back, gently cupping your face in his hands, his thumbs tracing the outline of your cheekbones.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.

You nodded, your eyes never leaving his.

"Yes, I'm sure."

His smile was slow and tentative, revealing a hint of disbelief and joy.

"Then, can I...?" He hesitated, his voice barely above a murmur.

You leaned in, your lips brushing against his once more. This time, there was no hesitation, no uncertainty. The kiss was a declaration of feelings long kept hidden, a promise of a future yet to be written.

Kai gently pulled away, his eyes full of desire and tenderness, his fingers lightly grazing your cheek.

“Let’s not rush into anything,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I want to make sure this is what you truly want, and not just because of the moment.”

You understood his concern, and nodded, taking a deep breath. You needed to be sure of yourself, too.

“I understand,” you whispered, meeting his eyes.

“Let’s take it slow, but I promise, I’m in this for the long haul.”

Kai smiled, a genuine and heartwarming smile that reached his eyes, making them sparkle. He stood up, holding out a hand for you. You took his hand, your fingers intertwining naturally with his, hands swaying back and forth as you walked out of the library together.

“Can I take you out?” he asked, hesitance still lingering in his voice.

“Like, out on a date?”

You smiled, the corners of your lips curling up in a grin.

"I would love that."

a/n: I'm sorry this took so long, I wasn't too sure where I was going with this honestly. But that’s the final part of my mini series! I had fun coming up with the prompts and then trying to bring them to life. I hope you enjoyed them ♡

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