The Mice Inside This Room (The things nobody says outloud). Kim Juhoon
❄ SYNOPSIS ❄ --- Student council work may suck, but its funner when a baller is a sucker for you
pairing: Basketball Player! Kim Juhoon x Student Council! Fem reader
warnings: Angst, mentions of other idols, (not always mentioning the same idols), mentions of made up characters, slow burn, emotional tension, drama, smau and ff, I'm not Shakespeare
Monday 3:42 pm, December 15th
You sighed, standing up with your clipboard still in hand, pen clicking shut. Scanning the gymnasium to make sure things were running smoothly.
As smooth as they could be when Martin and Wonhee were paired together, when they're together it turns more into a zoo than student council duty.
"Y/n!" Kya called out from the other side of the gym.
You made your way over, kneeling down to check her work with the poster she was working on with Minju. She just asked you a simple question, where I wanted certain things glued, what else it was missing. You just answered, hand going to a paper letter that was cut out to gesture at it, your pointer finger slipping and getting a paper cut you barely even noticed from being so focused. Kya didn't notice either, too busy lasering in on what you had to say, nodding along.
You stood, already hearing the doors open a few feet behind you and a few pairs of footsteps.
"Why do we have to do this?"
"You literally complain every day"
A few guys from basketball walked in with a few carrying boxes. You counted heads, Keonho who wasn't even apart of the basketball team, James, Juhoon, and Seonghyeon were carrying boxes, Minjae, Dohyun, Jiho, Yejun, Sunwoo, Jisung, and two other guys you weren't familiar with by name just walked in alongside them like a big pack.
The gym almost immediately felt a bit louder.
Not because there were that many people.
Just because basketball players had some strange ability to feel free to take up twice the space of everyone else. It wasn't arrogance- atleast not from most of them, but it was some sort of natural dynamic with athletes.
"Why is the student council making us work?" Sunwoo complained dramatically, dragging his feet behind everyone.
"We're not making you work, you literally agreed!" Wonhee called from halfway up a ladder with Martin supposedly watching and holding the ladder for her, her words making Sunwoo and Jiho groan in unison.
"Careful with those boxes," Martin said, suddenly appearing out of nowhere and pointing around like some manager that had no idea what he was doing. "Those have decorations- I think!"
"...You don't know what's inside these boxes, do you?"
Martin looked offended with a hand on his chest as if he were wounded.
"I literally packed them."
"Then why'd you say I think earlier?"
He said defeated, walking back to Wonhee who was yelling about something- something about how she could've died, making Martin laugh way too loud as he grabbed the ladder for her again.
You looked down at your clipboard, quickly writing attendance notes and checking off the boxes that arrived.
Student Council Festival Prep Done by Y/n
SPRING FESTIVAL PREP — MONDAY
3:49 PM
☑ Tables moved to gym
☑ Banner paint dried
☑ Photo booth backdrop delivered
☑ Cafeteria confirmed snacks
☑ Hallway decorations (east wing)
☑ Sound system tested
☐ Stage lights checked
☐ Ticket booth signs
☐ Finish entrance arch
☐ Hang ceiling decorations
☐ Student volunteer schedule printouts
Student Council Attendance
☑ Martin (Late again)
☑ Wonhee
☑ Kya
☑ Y/n
☑ Yunah
☑ Minju
☑ Moka
Basketball Team Helpers
☑ Juhoon
☑ James
☑ Seonghyeon
☑ Minjae
☑ Dohyun
☑ Jiho
☑ Yejun
☑ Sunwoo
☑ Jisung
☑ Keonho, two random freshmen tagging along (?? not even on team)
Martin + Wonhee on student council = Chaos
Find extentions cords in the storage rooms for lights
Someone moved paint supplies to the third floor
Ask basketball team to move stage platforms
Around you, shoes squeaked against the gym floor while voices mixed together. Some people were setting boxes down while others immediately wandered off doing absolutely nothing useful.
You were still writing when someone stopped next to you.
"Your fingers bleeding Y/n."
"Hm?" You looked up, pen paused mid writing, a polite hum as you leaned your head just slightly forward to hear him better. Juhoon was what you found standing a few feet beside you but facing you entirely, holding a box of tape he had found. Your mind already subconsciously checking that off, not even questioning who told him to grab tape. Atleast some of them were being useful, your eyes drifting away from the box and back up at him.
Blank expression as always.
Hands in his hoodie pockets.
His eyes moved from your face down to your hand.
Only then did you notice the thin red line near your finger where the paper had cut you earlier.
You stared at it for a second.
"You got blood on the pen."
Thanks captain obvious. You just set down the white pen, about to look around for a napkin or a bandaid but he was already on it, nodding for you to come with him.
"What?", you asked, looking at the back of his head as you followed, your brows furrowed just a fraction. You didn't really have time for this.
"Theres a first aid kit in the office" he said, already pointing out the small office next to the storage room. You almost protested and said we didn't have the keys but paused when you looked down at the lanyard you wore around your neck.
Right, they gave you access to that office and the storage rooms around the school for this.
You two made your way over there, as he slightly nodded in the direction of the door. Gesture to open it. You grabbed it and took it off from around your neck with your hand that had a cut, just avoiding using your pointer finger as you struggled a little to open it.
He pointed out, almost too bluntly, taking the keys from you. Not harshly, in fact he was sort of gentle. You just let him, not saying anything back other than giving him a small side eyed glance.
Once he pushed the door open he found the first aid kit in one of the drawers of the office, pulling out an alcohol pad and a box of bandaids. Pink, hello kitty bandaids that I could already assume Mr.Robinson bought for the girls since he was a very sweet and thoughtful old little guy.
Right. Blunt and straight to the point.
Nobody was close enough to peer inside and be nosy and you wanted to hurry up, so you just outstretched your hand, palm up, finger still slightly bleeding. He opened the packet, cleaning your finger and then grabbing your pen and cleaning it, setting it right back down in the same spot on the clipboard you held in your other hand. The sting made you cringe, he barely reacted other than sparing you a single glance before looking right back down, grabbing a box of bandaids.
It wasn't the typical brown bandaid that pre-came in the first aid kit. It came in one of those boxes that you'd buy at walgreens, pink box with hello kitty on it.
He opened it, put a pink hello kitty bandaid around your finger with no reaction.
While you're brain was processing- actually short circuiting just a little, you blankly stared at his hands put the first aid kit back. Your own hand coming back down to your side.
You said, glancing up but quickly looking back at your clipboard.
He just hummed in response, waiting for you to exit the room first. You did, waiting for him to come out to lock it yourself this time, putting the lanyard back over your head.
"So where should I put the tape."
You paused, thinking for a moment
"Give a few rolls to Martin and Wonhee, and give some to Minju and Moka"
You said after a moment, turning back to him, already watching him walk away, as you went back down to your clipboard.
An uneasy feeling that you didn't like.
Not because of Juhoon, but because this could be taken the wrong way if anyone happened to see it happen or get suspicious of why we were together when we rarely talked. Especially considering whatever was going on with him and Hyuna.
To be honest, she kind of scared you a little- she had that mean girl aura certain people just naturally gave off.
You glanced down at your hand absentmindedly while walking back toward the center of the gym to check on everything and tell some of the basketball players to go fetch the cables and paint for me.
But your mind was a little distracted. Only a little, because what just happened was a surprise to you.
It would've been to anyone who isn't close to him, given how cold and quiet he seemed.
Sort of your vibe with the pink.
You stared at it for a few seconds.
"Y/nnie a little help!" Wonhee yelped, her and Martin somehow tangled in ribbon.
You let out a breath of a laugh, setting your clipboard down on the bleachers, walking over to the two.
A/n: I kind of love this chapter, I hope everyone reading this likes it too
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