#Daniel continues to perplex tbh

[elainemorisi]

man truly does mortgage his soul for Daniel, damn

[wannawrite]

Intimidating

who?: Wanna One’s Hwang Minhyun

genre: 🌸

type: scenario

word count: 3808

similar to ‘flirtatious’ just more serious ;) tbh flirtatious is a personal favourite :”)

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• college AU - sort of, more like Junior College AU 

• minhyun finds you intimidating - but who wouldn’t

TYSM for requesting anon! haven’t written a proper scenario in awhile, kind of missing it, kind of missing bullet points. Sorry this is really lacking, I was super busy packing and getting ready for holiday. :( Apologies.

Posted after hiatus started by one of my friends.

- Admin L

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“Okay, so, it’s the new year soon enough and all of us will be Seniors, how do you guys feel?” Daniel asks, taking a long sip of his mug of cola.

Sungwoon sighs, eyes dreamy and reminiscing of the past. “Oh wow, the years just flew by so quickly. It felt like I just got my acceptance letter yesterday.”

Eyeing his younger brothers, Seongwoo giggles. “Ah, you guys will be Freshman next year. Be nice to Professor BoA, she’s a good lecturer and, she’s also the discipline mistress.”

Jinyoung gulped, drifting his gaze to his glass mug of soda, wondering why he was at his hyungs house warming anyway.

“Ahh! Professor Kahi and Lecturer Don Mills are very nice people as well, I’m sure you guys will enjoy their classes,” Jaehwan added. “I know I’m scheduled for one of Professor Teddy’s lectures next year, how’s he like?”

Immediately, Jisung put down his glass mid drink. “Wait! I have a lot of things to tell you! Okay, so you know how he has this...”

Minhyun tuned out to the loud chatter of his friends, sighing and tapping the sides of his own cup. There was so much he needed to plan for and handle in the upcoming year, it was pressing. Being the Vice-President of the school’s chemical and life sciences society, he had a lot on his plate. It was a pressuring role but Minhyun enjoyed his club activities and chores.

And I still need to do those slides on Criminal Law....let’s just make him a law major here ok?

“Guys, how about we make a pact?” Seongwoo offered, a harmless playful glint in his eyes.

“What kind of pact?” Jihoon enquired, even though he would only be a Junior next year and would not be involved.

Daniel chewed on his bottom lip, brows furrowed. “How about....”

“Asking your crush out!” Jisung offered, nearly falling out of his seat. “Yes!”

Woojin groaned but tried to cover it up with a cough. “Not this again...” he muttered to Jihoon, who nodded in agreement.

All year, they had to listen about their hyungs talk about their love lives and crushes. It must have been a side effect of all the stress from college. Surprisingly, Minhyun was the only one who had not revealed anything. He was always listening in attentively though.

“Ahh, I want to see who Minhyun hyung asks out,” Jaehwan pointed out. “We haven’t heard much from him at all.”

Minhyun chuckled, trying to fight of the redness that was creeping up his neck. “Ah no, that’s because I don’t have a crush on anyone at the moment,” he replied, hoping that his friends would buy it.

Snickers filled the small living room everyone was cramped in - but none of them complained because the company was more than sitting on the sofa. Minhyun could never lie to his friends.

“Hyung, you can’t lie to us, we’ve been living in his apartment for a whole two weeks and I’ve known you since high school, you can’t lie to me,” Jaehwan pestered, reading Minhyun’s face well. “I major psychology too.”

What does that have to do with anything?

Minhyun tried to keep his cool, fighting to suppress his laughter and a smile. He shied away from the rest of the questions, holding his glass of soda to his lips.

“Hyuuuuunngggg!” Daehwi dragged out as he flopped onto the sheep skin carpet in front of Minhyun. “You won’t even tell me?” Daehwi widened his eyes and stuck out his bottom lip, giving Minhyun the irresistible puppy-dog face.

That was how Daehwi got away with everything.

Minhyun rolled his eyes but brought the younger boy up to the couch for a hug, squishing Jaehwan off a little.

“That brat,” Jaehwan hissed under his breath. “Trying to collect all the hyungs.”

But he knew that Daehwi owned him as well.

“So, pact?” Daniel offered hopefully, a cheeky smile playing at his lips. “Last one to complete or break it treats all of us to barbecue.”

There was a moment of contemplation before one by one, all of the soon-to-be Seniors agreed.

Seongwoo crept closer to Daniel, pressing up to him against the sofa. “Niel-ah...I like you, let’s date.”

Then, he got up and did a celebratory dance, leaving Daniel to absorb in the information with his jaw dropped.

Three months into the pact and Minhyun was nowhere near meeting his end goal. Not because he still could not find a single soul to crush on but...but because his crush was...you.

And the worst part, the part that probably got in the way of him and you the most, the part that would surely prevent him from asking you out and the part, was that Minhyun was completely intimidated by you - so was a good half of the student body.

You were the president of the Current Affairs and Debating Club, treasurer of the Student Council and the relative of the college’s Headmistress.

Totally not scary at all, not one bit.

It was not just your achievements or social status but your personality scared the hell out of people. Everyday, you walked through the halls with your lips pursed, a serious glint in your eyes and your fashion sense on point.

Truthfully, you were just as friendly and bright as anyone else, your friends know all too well and never take the dramatic rumours stirred about you seriously. Just because of your reputation, everyone just assumed you were trouble, maybe your killer gaze had added to that fact.

“What the heck...” you cursed, dropping to the cold concrete to pick up the files and papers that fell from your arms - most of them regarded your club or Student Council affairs.

Ugh, why did I need to drop them? I’m nearly late for today’s afternoon meeting.

Suddenly, a pair of well-worn sneakers came into view as someone squatted down next to you, shuffling a couple sheets of documents in their hands.

Hwang Minhyun.

Hwang Minhyun.

A fellow member of the Student Council and the Vice-president of Chemical and Life Sciences Society.

Also the name of the charming man who had stolen your heart.

Standing up, you could feel your legs starting to tremble out of nerves and excitement from being so close to your crush.

Taking a deep breath, you collected your thoughts and emotions then smiled at Minhyun before removing the articles from his arms.

“Thanks,” you said, tone unintentionally clipped and sharp. If you said more, your voice would surely crack.

Without a second glance, you strutted off for the meeting room, forgetting the fact that Minhyun was headed the exact same way as you.

Run, run, run as far as you can away from Minhyun! If not, you’ll be a complete mess.

The sudden slam of the door shocked the rest of the council members who were already gathered around the long table. They stared at you, perplexed by your flushed face and seemingly out of place hair.

“Are you...” Kyla pulled her lips into a thin line when the person you were escaping from entered the room. A couple of the other board members let out hushed giggles.

As Minghao took head count, you tried to recover, arranging a couple of files and catching your breath.

Think about the work you have to do later and shut up about Minhyun!

You yanked out the wires from Vernon’s laptop so aggressively that he hopped out of his chair to check if all was well. He decided to help you set up your equipment that day.

“All right, everyone accounted for?” you questioned Minghao, who nodded and handed you the clipboard. “Good. Let’s start our meeting today.”

Usually, you were fine and bubbly around your board but today, you felt more tensed and serious.

It’s Hwang, he’s driving me crazy in the best way.

“Wow.”

Your eyes rolled at Kyla’s straightforward comment, shaking your head as you packed away your backpack.

“What was today all about? Who made you so mad? I nearly got goosebumps just listening to you talk today,” she groaned, rubbing her arms.

Freshman don’t know anything.

“Yeah! She’s right. You practically damaged his laptop and tore the clipboard out of my arms today!” Minghao wailed, gesturing to Vernon’s computer and then to himself. “I think I need to see a doctor.”

With a wave of your hand, you dismissed the issue and shut the both of them up. “It’s just Senior year stress,” you lied, avoiding all eye contact, but they probably would have bought the fib either way.

“Please,” Roa scoffed playfully, making her way into the conversation. “We all know it’s him that you’re affected by.”

You wanted to wipe her smug smile off or shave her wiggling eyebrows off. “Oh, gosh, grow up and stop spewing nonsense like this.”

With one strap of your backpack swung around your shoulder, you stormed out of the room, face tinting pink.

Roa skipped out after you and caught your shoulders, she linked arms with you and continued as if all was normal.

“Roa....” you sighed, knowing that her grilling would start anytime soon.

She stopped in her tracks and put her hands on her hips. “Why can’t you just ask him out? Is it that bad?” Her emphasis on ‘that’ made you ponder.

Eventually, you shook your head sadly and continued walking. “That can’t be it. It’s whatever, I’ll handle it.”

There was no way Hwang Minhyun was ever going to agree to go on a date with you. Never. Have you seen this man? He’s top class boyfriend material yet he’s never dated anyone. Rumour has it that he wants to focus on his studies instead of his love life, which you respected but it kind of crushed you.

Even after all these years in the Student Council together, the opportunity to talk and grow closer never came. It was quite upsetting if you were honest.

As far as you knew, Minhyun majored in law - like many others here - and even though it was a heavy major, he enjoyed his Chemical and Life Sciences Club and played an important role in the Student Council. He was a key member of this campus clique called Wanna One and came to school everyday either in a smart button down and slacks or a branded shirt - Supreme, Champion etc - and skinny jeans.

Minhyun had never dated a single soul on campus, perhaps he considered himself a lover of the law or married to his friends.

How even...what does he do to maintain his grades and other hobbies...

Just thinking about that made you feel incredibly sick.

He reminded you of a fennec fox, face wise. Minhyun was quiet, with a stony expression on his face, one that looked like he wanted to kill everyone or he wanted to kill himself, there was no in between. He only added to the discussion when deemed appropriate and rarely spoke about his personal life to his acquaintances.

Apparently, he blabbered a lot to his friends and could crack a good joke or two. Under his cold exterior was a heart of gold, a heart that could capture anybody.

“Why?” Roa asked, nudging you and breaking your train of thought. “Why don’t you think it’ll happen? You guys would be adorable!”

You admired her cheeriness and attempts to encourage you. Anybody would be lucky to have your close friend as their girlfriend.

“I can’t see it you know...”

“I can! So can the rest of your friends, like Minghao, Vernon, Daniel, Kai...."

“Shush! Hwang’s way too out of my league!” you blurted out, after realising so, you smacked a hand over your mouth and one to your forehead.

Roa smiled slyly, a teasing glint in her warm eyes. “So, you admit that it’s him?”

“R-“

“Don’t worry about it. I’m sure you guys will get together soon enough. Just ask him out!” She patted your back before linking arms once again and walking back to the dorms.

Minhyun let out a huff, stumbling down the lane that led to his apartment complex. His fingers wrapped around the itchy plastic of a 7/11 plastic bag, carrying the supper for Wanna One. Since he was the one who ended school the latest, he was on snack run.

Hastily, he scanned his card and made it through the front gate then to the lift lobby just as the doors of the lift were closing.

“Wait!”

Miraculously, they stopped and began opening with a wave on his hand. He let out a sigh of relief.

That sigh turned into one of disbelief and agony after he saw who was inside.

You.

And Roa.

“Oh! Hi Minhyun!” Roa greeted cheerfully, nudging you in the ribs.

You forced your lips into a smile, all your features hardened with the nerves that came with being so close to your crush.

Ugh, goodness, they didn’t even look at me...and that smile is so forced.

He just nodded- maybe in disappointment-before playing with his phone, scrolling up and down, tapping on random apps.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, the elevator reached the floor he lived on. Minhyun quickly bid you two goodnight before disappearing like The Flash. He shuddered, planting a hand on his chest to calm his racing heart, at least his face had not gone fire engine red.

“Ah, gosh, they’re so intimidating.”

Months into the pact: 8 months 2 days People who have not attempted to ask their crush out: Hwang Minhyun Number of people left to finish: 1 Person who completed it first: Ong Seongwoo [bold]

That was the ‘to-do list’ that Seongwoo and Daniel had been charting on the whiteboard that hung in the living room of their shared apartment. It was also the first thing Minhyun saw when he walked out of the kitchen, mug of coffee in his hand, still bed-headed and sleep-eyed and clad in his navy bathrobe.

He wanted to use his brand new vacuum cleaner on his friends’ heads.

“What the hell...” he muttered, grimacing before taking another sip of coffee.

Jisung let out a low whistle, watching the situation from the kitchen island where Sungwoon was having his breakfast. The marble was gleaming due to Minhyun’s excessive cleaning.

“Wait, isn’t it prom just take it like any dance thing season soon? You can ask them to prom!” Sungwoon suggested, feeling a tad bit bad for his friend. Minhyun’s love life was close to non-existent, he was always too busy with studies.

Jaehwan nearly spat out his coffee. “Do you think hyung will be able to ask them face to face? A prom date will be so much harder to find.”

A lightbulb illuminated in Jisung’s head. He slid off the barstool and sat next to Minhyun on the sofa.

“Don’t worry, I think I have a plan.”

When a certified romantic, wise elder says they have an idea, you should probably trust them.

And that’s what Minhyun did.

Giggles.

Small laughter was the first thing you heard as soon as you walked into the lecture theatre on Thursday. Some classmates even had the audacity to point at you while their other hand smother their chuckles.

Irritated and confused, you marched to your usual seat with more force than intended, probably shocking your neighbours.

“Woah,” Roa hissed, taking her seat beside you. “What’s got you so worked up?”

“Noth-“

Your eyes fell on a white paper coffee cup, it seemed to be one from the cafe near campus, but it was decked out with a cute sparkly heart sticker and an orange post-it.

You felt your jaw fall open in surprise and disbelief. Curiosity filled your insides as you detached the note to read.

Heard you had a rough day yesterday Y/N, hopefully this will cheer you up! ❤ 

Just to double check, you flipped the note around to look for a signature, or any sign of whoever had sent this mysterious gift. There was none, it was a blank note.

Strange.

“Did anyone see who left this here?” you spoke out, hoping for a legitimate reply but as usual, half of your classmates only arrived a minute or so before lectures started and no one had a clue about the person who had left the drink there.

Peering at the liquid inside cautiously, you decided to take a small sip and found out that it was your regular order from the campus coffee shop. It tasted the same, no drugs, nothing funny inside.

Hmm.

You tucked the post-it into your wallet, wondering if you did indeed have a secret admirer. The thought of a person like that made redness rush to your cheeks. Despite all the possible bad endings, you clutched the coffee cup close to you, sighing dreamily.

Everyone had been so intimidated and scared by you, so it was safe to say your dating experience was very limited.

I’m delusional, this is crazy. 

But somehow, it felt right.

Yesterday was crazy, it had started off with you bursting into the hall ten minutes after your fifth final paper started. Of course, your intelligence gave you a huge boost and you were able to finish it.

Then, as if that was not enough, you only had about fifteen minutes for lunch because you had to handle some Debate matters. All you had eaten was a small appetiser before dashing off for your second last final while flipping through notes.

Today would be the last day of finals and you were already in a good mood, off to a good start.

The next day, there was an exact replica of the gift bestowed to you yesterday, just a different note scrawled onto the post-it. The handwriting seemed too familiar yet too distant to distinct. It occupied your thoughts throughout the entire day.

Vernon, Roa and Minki had a lot of things to say, most of the words they said were mocking you or laughing at you.

“Is it not prom season soon?” Minki winked. After hearing his words, Roa and Vernon could only gawk at you, causing you to bury your head in your hands.

A prom date? Non-existent. You only ever went your date-less friends and had a blast, who said you needed a date to have fun? However, you felt anticipation rising, perhaps this year would be different. It was your last prom after all.

Sighing, you stirred your iced water around with your straw. “But who could it be? I don’t know anyone...who likes me romantically,” you reasoned.

Yet, his name popped into your head and all your friends could probably already guess it without you having to say a word.

“No, it can’t be. He’s too good. I’m delusional.”

Jihoon eyed Minhyun warily as he keyed in his order into the machine and the printer churned out his receipt. He knew that Minhyun was not the kind of guy to stray from his black coffee with minimal sugar and milk for too long, yet he had not ordered that in quite a while.

“Hyung,” he whispered. “Are you okay?”

Minhyun raised a brow, amused by the question. “Splendid actually. Why?”

Jihoon’s large doll-like went even wider but he said nothing, only sighed as he mixed up Minhyun’s order and delivered it properly - even drawing a heart in a different coloured Sharpie.

“H-how d-did y-y-you know?” Minhyun jumped back, hesitating to take the drink - well, your drink.

Smiling, Jihoon gave a playful shrug of his shoulders. “I just...know. All the best with later.”

Minhyun was finally going to ask you to prom and leave his name on the post-it, if it was not already crushed in his pocket. He could not keep his hands off it, checking every second to make sure it was still safely tucked in there.

The hallways were still yet to be illuminated as he crept along the corridors, leather shoes not making a squeak. He was used to arriving extra early to drop off the cup without being noticed.

He paused right outside the painted blue door, peering in to make sure no one was around. However, much to his horror, there was someone’s flashlight igniting the hall. The lamp on the lecturer’s table was also switched on.

Who could it be?

Gulping, Minhyun bravely stepped in, only to lose all of his courage in a second, it melted off him like wax.

You.

You sat, with your backpack, in your usual seat, swinging your legs and meddling with your phone.

“Oh, hello Minhyun!” you called out cheerfully, already knowing what he was here for. You swung out of your bench and climbed down the stairs to meet him.

“Is that for me?” The question came tumbling out of your mouth when you gestured to the cup, a smile playing at your lips, heart thudding and head spinning.

He did not argue, immediately offering up the cup with the post-it stuck on, you avoided reading today’s note. “Y-you knew?”

You nodded eagerly, you had waited for this day for a long time.

He slid into the bench as you shook out all the post-its he had been leaving for you.

“It had to be you. Why didn’t you just tell me?”

When he hesitated and stammered out some incoherent words, you nodded in understanding, blushing. “I get it, I intimidated the hell out of you...even after all those years in the same council.”

Ashamed, Minhyun could not bring himself to look you in the eyes. He was afraid of what you glossy orbs would tell him, they almost like magic globes.

The paper cup in your hands felt like a canvas that your future could be painted on - perhaps, the words PROM DATE were nicely painted on.

Your hand reached out to ruffle Minhyun’s neat hair, giving him a totally new look. His rosy red lips protruded into a pout but he said nothing.

Finally, your eyes scanned the post-it, and you took a double take, reading it over again and again.

P-R-O-M? Those letters rang like a bell in your head, fireworks and celebratory confetti washed over like a tidal wave.

“YES.”

At your words, Minhyun perked up, obvious surprise written all over his face, his face burst into colour and happiness soaked right into his bones.

“R-really?” It was like he could not believe those words had come out of your mouth.

You nodded happily, confirming your answer. “Let’s go be that intimidating power couple at prom.”

Eagerly, he agreed and laughed, already liking your hidden cheeriness. A shade of pink coated his cheeks, the ones that rose to meet his eyes whenever he grinned - personally, you loved that.

There was so much more under that your scary, icy exterior and Minhyun was willing to dig out more.