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wizcode-backup · 2 years ago

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wizcode-backup · 4 years ago

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heylo to my four followers, i've moved to @wizcode for convenient reasons! follow that blog because i'm turning this one into a backup <3

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wizcode-backup · 4 years ago

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heylo to my four followers, i've moved to @wizcode for convenient reasons! follow that blog because i'm turning this one into a backup <3

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wizcode-backup · 4 years ago

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210624 sunoo x gn!reader, fluff, friends-to-lovers, 757 words, no warnings

↳ d-day fic for @enhypennetwork’s event

♫ READY TO LOVE! "3, 2, 1! Go!" A shrill shriek powered the start of a three-legged race, followed by a finger pulling on the trigger of the starting pistol.

All you could see was him. It was as if the world had stopped moving for a few seconds to give you good gracious time to turn your head and observe his face. His hair was swept back by the wind, exposing more of his perfect facial features. HIs tofu airbrushed skin shined in the late morning glow. It was as if he was the sun, and you were just another planet orbiting around him.

Yet, both of your hands were still intertwined, never pulling apart even when he started running. You don't follow suit because you feel like your feet are drilled into the ground. Your left foot is double-knotted to his right ankle with a red ribbon and you can already feel the burn from it tugging at your skin as he tries to continue running. It's going to leave a nasty red mark afterward, but you can barely focus on that right now.

"Hey! Why aren't you running? I want to win this thing!" Sunoo huffed and stopped, the race partly forgotten. His usual bubbly demeanor was replaced with a competitive frown. "You can't be lazy today! What's wrong? Just yesterday, you flunked your math test, got an F, but you were still smiling for the rest of your afternoon classes. Don't tell me you're still upset about that. You love sports day the most, don't you? Honestly, I can't-"

"Sunoo." He stopped rambling when you followed up the melodious call of his name (in his opinion) with a sharp inhale. Seeing that something might be wrong, he bent down in front of you and continued the earnest eye contact you had been trying to get away from, his eyes fixated on your flickering pupils.

"Hey, what's wrong? Do your legs hurt? You shouldn't have done tug-of-war this morning, honestly." He stands to his full height when you lift your head back up and cups your face gently, which only contributes to your growing bundle of nerves for what is to come.

The three-legged race that had ensued for your school's annual sports day now long forgotten, the world seems to stop again. it is like everything around you is slowing down, and Sunoo's beauty only seems to increase ten-fold.

"I- I, um-"

Sunoo's eyebrows are raised in consolation, encouraging you to go on. "You can tell me anything. I won't judge."

Taking his word for it, you gulp and continue. "I like you. No, I don't like you. I might - love you, I think. Oh my gosh, I don't know. There are days after school where you'll walk me back home and the minute I step into the house and close the door on you, I turn into the darkest shade of crimson red and slide down with my back pressed against the door for at least fifteen minutes. Whenever your hands come in contact with my skin I feel like I'm going to explode. Do you know what you're doing to me, Kim Sunoo? Do you know how much pain I've suffered from having to-"

You don't get to continue because Sunoo tilts his head forward and presses his peach-scented lips to yours.

Oh my, it is going much better than you thought. You had never kissed Sunoo before - but you weren't expecting the moment to be so - perfect. The timing was horrible, sure. The middle of a track field where the entire school body and their mom are gathered is definitely not the best place to smooch, and the both of you were guaranteed to get at least three days of detention, but you were finally kissing your crush of three years, and maybe more.

You stand on the tips of your toes to kiss him more, your noses bumping together. Sunoo laughs in the kiss and eventually pulls away, beaming like he had scored an A on his finals. You frown in desperation for more but your face is the same shade as his, both tinged with pigments of pink.

Just before you could lean in again, you hear a shout from across the field.

"Alright, cut the PDA. Detention for a week, the both of you!"

A week?! You look back at Sunoo but he shows no signs of anger. Instead, he's just laughing.

You laugh along with him and he quickly steals another peck from you (you're just too irresistible) as the both of you walk back across the field, legs still tied together.

Best. Sports day. Ever.

happy birthday, kim sunoo <3

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wizcode-backup · 4 years ago

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210624 sunoo x gn!reader, fluff, friends-to-lovers, 757 words, no warnings ↳ d-day fic for @enhypennetwork’s event