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[dalgonachan]

Pairwork

pairing: Jun x reader genre: fluff warnings: swearing prompt: Jun may be your best friend and ultimate crush, but he's your worst nightmare when it comes to projects word count: 2624

"(Y/n), wake up." You feel a weight on your shoulder shaking you awake.

Yawning, you groggily lift your head from your arms and try to make sense of your surroundings. "Oh frick, I fell asleep. How long was I out?"

"Half an hour." Your best friend, Jun, tells you.

"What?! Junhui!" You scold him. "That's so much time wasted!"

The two of you were in the library, working on a project due by the end of the week. Apparently, you had accidentally fallen asleep in the middle of doing so.

"Hey, it's not my fault you're difficult to wake up. Besides, you looked so peaceful and adorable." He teased, a mischievous smile adorning his features.

"What do you mean adorable? I'm pretty sure I look sleep-deprived." You say, rubbing your eyes before getting right back to work.

"Well, maybe it's time you cut down on your caffeine intake and fix your sleep schedule. It's bad to stay up late all the time, you know." He nags, earning a death glare from you.

It really pissed you off that Junhui dared to talk about your caffeine intake and non-existent sleep schedule. First of all, those two weren't even the main reasons as to why you were losing so much sleep lately. The real problem was Wen Junhui. He's a great friend, you could never deny that, but boy, was he such a terrible person to work with at projects. Junhui always had your back and you could count on him any time for anything. You loved him very much for that. Unfortunately, it was a terrible disaster that a friend like him would turn out to be a useless partner and freeloader.

"I would have a sleep schedule in the first place if only someone was helpful in making our research study." You snarked, still glaring daggers at him.

"Hey! I help!" Jun shoves you playfully, but that doesn't lighten up your mood because you shove him back harder that he nearly falls off his chair.

"No, you don't! Proofreading and editing isn't help!" You bark, turning back to your laptop screen to ignore him. If he wasn't going to continue the project with you right now, you might as well get on with it yourself.

"Yes, it is. Do you know how many grammatical and punctuation errors you make in a single paragraph? I get a migraine with every mistake I see." He teased.

Oh, the nerve. How shameless of him. That alone was more than enough to make you collide your fist with his arm. Junhui yelped upon the painful contact, rubbing the spot you mercilessly punched.

"That's because I'm the one doing everything even if it's supposed to be pairwork! So it's all of my energy being used up! Therefore, you have no right to speak against my efforts." You argue, hoping this would finally get him to shut up and help out.

"Jeez, I'm sorry. What do you want me to do then?" Jun innocently asks.

"Oh my god, Wen Junhui. You're my best friend and all and I love you, but you are such a pain in the ass." Truth be told. No doubt you were madly in love with the fool, but your fuse was quickly running out the more time he spent not contributing. "Do you know how aggravating it is to see your name in the honors list?! Don't get me wrong, I'm proud of you, okay? But I can't help but also feel so cheated because I'm doing all the work here and you're privileged with brains to get all the good marks, but you're actually so fucking useless. I'm sorry if I offend you, but let me just be honest for once!"

You run your fingers through your hair but stop halfway to grab a handful of locks to tug on. Although you were glowing red, you couldn't be sure about whether you pulled your hair out of anger or regret from saying that. Indeed you were irked about the current situation, but deep inside your anxiety was gnawing on every inch of your body, mind, and soul. The longer the deafening silence between the both of you lasted, the more you dreaded what was bound to happen. You were afraid Jun was hurt by your words that he might end up ditching you on the project, however, that didn't compare to the amount of fear you felt that he probably didn't want to be friends with you anymore after all you've said. The second presumption was worse, considering the feelings you harbored for him over the years.

"What? Don't you have anything to say for yourself? Care to explain why you're freeloading?" Stubborn as you were, you still weren't ready to give up on arguing about the research paper.

"Let's take this outside," Jun says, motioning his head to the other people in the library who were giving you foul looks.

Your body went cold with embarrassment as you realized the disturbance you were causing. Rising from your seat, you packed your things and exited the library while being followed by stares that felt like needles pricking your back. Once you and Jun were a good distance from the doors of the library, he began rambling.

"(Y/n), I'm really sorry. You know how busy I am training at Pledis! I swear you're not the only one without a sleep schedule. They don't let us go home unless we've already perfected the tasks they set for us daily. It doesn't matter if we starve or stay overtime. Don't even get me started about consequences." He was being genuinely apologetic, your heart twinged with guilt for calling him useless.

A long, breathy sigh escapes your lips. As much as you wanted to sympathize with Junhui, the project was still at stake, so you stood firm on your ground.

"Alright, I hear you and I'm sorry for the outburst. I don't mean everything I said, but no matter how reasonable your point is, it still doesn't justify you leaving me to do everything. At least do what's left of the study if you still want your name on the paper."

"Yes, I understand. I mean I do see how unfair I was being to you. I'm sorry about that. You deserve to have grades better than mine." Jun says, making your guilt sink in even deeper.

"Hey, don't say that! You still have time to start on it, so don't give up yet. Besides, you won't let me do it all alone, would you?" You tease, nudging his side with your elbow.

He looks up at the sky in thought while tapping his chin. "Hmmm... depends. I mean we are getting a lot busier since we're preparing for our debut."

You send another punch to his arm.

"That's it. I'm taking your name off." You say and stomp off.

He catches up to you and hooks an arm around your shoulder. "You can't do that! You love me."

He said it teasingly, but you can hear the fear hidden in his voice.

"Unfortunately, you're completely correct." You sigh and roll your eyes, a light blush dusting your cheeks as you try to shrug his arm off. "But I can still change my mind."

Junhui could only let out a nervous laugh.

It was the night before the submission of your research paper and you were panicking. Thankfully, Junhui lived up to his word and did his part within the past few days. Albeit his change of heart, the study was still nowhere near accomplishment. For the final touches, he came to your house so both of you could pull an all-nighter and cram the rest of the study together. Of course, it couldn't be helped that you were getting sleepier by the second. Junhui didn't fail to notice how you were slowly fading in and out of consciousness by how closely your head was getting to the keyboard.

"Why don't you sleep for a while? I'll handle the rest." He spoke up for the first time in hours, surprising you awake.

"No, this is pairwork!" You defiantly decline his offer, immediately getting back to work.

"Yeah, pairwork that I've been avoiding for so long. It's okay, I'll take it from here. You've already done so much." He urged. The way Jun's eyes looked straight into yours gave you the feeling he was convincing you to trust him.

"Hmmm..." you ponder on it, quite hesitant on choosing to sleep on the project and let Junhui take charge of it. "I don't know. I'll just make myself another cup of coffee."

Before you could even take a step out of your bed, Junhui was quick to stop you.

"No! You've already had seven in the past six hours!" He scolded sternly, but you could hear the concern in his tone.

"So?! I've had way more on other days." You reason out stubbornly. "I need to work."

"Fine. How about we do shifts?" Junhui was unwilling to surrender. "How about you sleep as I continue this for an hour, then I'll wake you up and you continue. Sounds like a deal?"

He gave off his best grin and you couldn't help but notice how he was evidently in need of sleep as well. The circles around his eyes were growing darker and his movements were becoming lethargic. Could this boy really last one more hour? You didn't give much thought since it wasn't like you had enough brain cells to think of a better deal.

"Deal. But just one hour, okay?!" You held up a single finger centimeters before his face while glaring at him wide-eyed.

"Promise." He swats your hand away.

"You better." You say threateningly as you snuck into the comfort of your pillows and blanket.

Turns out, Junhui had no plans on waking you up. Your eyes shot open as you heard his voice wake you from what seemed like a very deep slumber. The first thing you felt was panic.

"Time to go." He smiled down at you cheekily and you had to fight off the impulse to slap him.

"Why didn't you wake me up?! What happened to the deal?!" You hopped off your bed and checked the time on your phone. It read 6:15 a.m. Classes were about to begin in an hour and fifteen minutes and the research output was due before lunch period. "Did you finish it?!"

At this point, it didn't matter anymore if you weren't there to help Junhui wrap up the rest of the study. Right now, you just needed something to submit. This time, compliance was at stake.

"Even printed it." His cheeky smile grows even wider as he holds up the thick stack of papers.

You could tell he was sleep-deprived by how unruly his hair and clothes were. Nevertheless, he still looked handsome as ever.

Come on, brain. I know you just came from sleep, but I need you to clear up and function properly.

You let out a sigh of relief. Guess this boy isn't completely useless after all.

A while later, you and Jun were prepared to leave for school. Luckily, your dad offered to drive you there since you were running out of time. Throughout the whole ride, you were double-checking the papers out of paranoia, in case there were any missing data or typographical errors.

"What else are you looking for? I swear to you I put everything in there." Jun whined.

"Just double-checking," you replied. "One can never be sure."

"Ouch." He held a hand to his heart, feigning hurt. "Don't you trust me?"

With a scoff, you said, "You're the reason I have trust issues."

There could be nothing else more dramatic than him faking an offended gasp.

By the time you and Jun reached the classrooms after your dad had dropped you off, you've already double-checked the papers about five times. It was perfect and you couldn't be more grateful for Jun's help. Since you still had time to spare before the first period started, you suggested turning in your project to which Jun agreed to do.

The teacher was quite pleased with your early submission that he offered to give you bonus points if your study was excellently made. That enough initiated a surge of joy throughout your whole being, you couldn't be sure if the smile on your face was ever going away.

"Hey, you're not so bad after all." You say, bumping Jun with your shoulder.

"Really, that's how you thank me?" He childishly pouted at you. "Why do you keep hurting me, huh? My heart can only take so much."

You roll your eyes and bump into him even harder that he stumbles away. "Ugh, stop it you, drama queen. If it makes you feel any better, I am really grateful for your collaboration and service. You are the best groupmate anyone could ever ask for."

"Awww! Thanks, (Y/n)!" He places his arm around your shoulder. "But let's be honest. You're the real MVP."

You laugh, shaking your head. "Shut up, idiot. We did it together and that's what matters."

"Nahhh... I still feel like you did like ninety-nine percent of it. But anyway, sorry for being a freeloader. I hope I can make it up to you." He looks over at you timidly and you couldn't help but find him looking so cute.

"Junhui, what the heck are you even saying?" You chuckle. "You helped me and that's already enough. If anything, I'm sorry I was mean to you over the project. Maybe I should make it up to you."

"No." He responded. "I should be the one making up for my shortcomings both as a partner and friend."

"Oh, come on." You got out of his grip and faced him with your arms crossed. "Don't you want anything?"

Judging by the tone of your voice, you were willing to offer literally anything. Eyes squinted and lips pursed, Jun put extra careful thought into it... or at least he pretended to.

With a smirk, he looked straight at you and said, "Go out with me."

It took you a while to process the words he had just uttered. Taken aback with astonishment, you blinked at him with wide eyes as your cheeks burned a poppy color. Jun immediately turned shy, contrary to his previous bout of confidence from seconds ago.

"Look, I know it's probably such a bad timing to confess, but I've liked you for the longest time. Come on, just one date. Pleeeeeaaaase?" He put on his best puppy eyes and begged with his hands clasped together. Of course, you couldn't resist that.

"Before I answer that, I'd like to say I don't think it's such a bad timing to confess because you know what?" You return the same smirk he gave you a while ago. "I've liked you for the longest time, too. Sure, I'll go on a date with you."

"Wahhhh, thank you so much!" An overly gleeful Jun engulfed you into a bone-crushing hug while hopping. When he let go, he pumped his fist into the air triumphantly as you giggled at his little celebration.

"But just to be clear, you're not doing this so I don't get mad in case our research paper gets a low mark, right?" You raise a brow while pointing an accusing finger at him.

"No, but I'm sure you'll end up getting mad at me one way or another." Jun huffed.

Chuckling, you loop your arm with his. "You know me so well."

"Uh, yeah duh." He rolled his eyes.

With that, both of you finally returned to your classroom in time for the first subject to begin.

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문준휘 // Wen Junhui

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MINGMING AND JUNHUI TEASING THE MAKNAE~!! lol poor sammie xD