I was sitting at the bus stop in front of the science building when I saw you walk out with a pretty experiment in your hand. I didn’t know what it was exactly, but I remember five tubes with different shades from blue to purple.
After the quick glance, I turned my head back to face the road. I couldn’t see much, just the lights of cars shining my way and the sound of overtime workers rushing back to their cars to get home.
“Woah, it’s really cold today,” I hear someone say and I turn my head to see you. You were busy typing down a message to someone, so without much care I hummed in agreement.
Two minutes ‘till the bus comes.
I rub my thighs together trying to heat myself up, whilst my hands were deep down the pockets of my sweater. “Here,” the same voice speaks, so I turn my head to look. In his hand was a white square plastic packet. “Thanks,” I give him a grin of gratefulness as I took it. Squeezing on it, I sigh in satisfaction as the heat traveled around my hands.
The bus pulls up in front of us so we stood by the door, waiting for the driver to open it. Calmly walking in the bus, we notice only two more seats at the left back corner of it. Letting me walk first, I sped up to not keep everyone waiting.
Propping myself up on the seat - and watching him as he did the same. The bus starts abruptly causing us to lean deeper onto the seat. “Damn,” I whisper and he chuckles. “Definitely my favourite part of riding buses,” he replies with a grin on his face and I laugh.
Summary- Park Jisung, while playing basketball, accidently ends up throwing the ball at you, sending you flying back, landing on your butt. He finds the situation hilarious and absolutely perfect to 'shoot his shot'.
"yoO Y/n it's this way!" your bestfriend, Mark whined as you turn away from the corridor leading to his class for the second time.
"But i have class to attend and i believe you do too-" you try reasoning, totally not interested in whatever he had to show.
"I do, but i still have 1 minute, 54..53..52..51..5-"
"Markus SHUSH", You hear Mark let out a small celebratory sound, watching you huff out a breath and walk straight towards his class.
As soon as the dispersal bell rang, Mark had practically sonic run towards you to tell about this new friend he made. According to what you were told, it seemed like Mark had found his soulmate, as he shared the same, if not an even extra personality as your bestfriend. Mark mentioned his name being Jungwoo and stated his want for the two of you to meet.
Walking down the corridor, turning a corner, you and Mark kept a conversation fueled throughout the entire walk, occasionally exchanging greetings with the ones who walked past you.
"Maarkkk! Mark! Mark Lee!" you hear over the crowded hall, turning heads in all direction to see who was desperately calling out to your partner. In finding no one who particularly stood out, the pair of you just ignored the calls and were now just a corner away from his class.
"MARKUS" This time, as you whip your head to look, you spot a certain ebony haired boy jogging his way towards you and your bestfriend. He was completely worn off the moment he reached you, resting his arm on Mark's shoulder, leaning forward to gain better control over his breathing.
After doing so, he looked up with pure fear and pity for his friend. As the total oblivious person Mark is, held his hand out to do their buddy shake only for the boy to yeet it forward, as a result, yeeting Mark further down the corridor, closer to the turning to his class.
"Chenle wha-" "Mrs. Addington is looking for you. She looked extremely pissed. She looked like something right out of Hades 'most feared creatures' dungeon" Chenle, a really close friend of yours and Mark's, said in one breath.
Mark, in contrast of your totally shaken friend, stood still for about a minute before confusion took over his facials. "But why? I still have like-" he started, looking down at his wrist watch, eyes widening, mouth falling wide open "2 seconds to write my final will" he said, turning around and bolting towards his class.
Chenle, completely opposite from his expression not a minute ago, was now clutching his stomach, hunching over, laughing super hard.
"Did you see his face?" He asked between laughs, you couldn't help but snort at it remembering how Mark looked.
You two keep laughing for god knows how long.
"I should get to class too" you say, finally controlling your laughter, Chenle doing the same.
"Oh which one?" He asked, wiping the tears that had managed to escape amidst the laughing.
"history ew" you fake gag, even mentioning the subject made you sleepy and sick at the same time. Chenle chuckled, looking ahead for a moment before turning back towards you. "Wanna skip? Me and the boys planned to skip class, they must be at the gymnasium right now."
"But attendance-" "gone down the drain, let's goo"
He said, pulling you all the way back to the main corridor, taking a left which leads to the hall where the gymnasium was located.
Gymnasium was not that far from where you guys were at previously, so it was a short walk.
The moment you were just seconds away from the place, you hear loud voices coming from inside. Not surprising, your group is a pretty loud group, i mean you have Chenle in it, what do you expect?
"Jaemin get back here!" you see Renjun, holding his fist up chasing a really scared Jaemin, Jeno strangling Jisung, Haechan filming it all in his phone, the moment you open the double door.
"Uh.. Guys?" Chenle calls out, the room going silent for exactly 5 seconds, looking over to the front to see who was there, seeing you and Chenle, they resume what they were at.
"h-hey Y/n!" Jisung greeted you, struggling as Jeno still strangled him, momentarily looking up to look at you with his infamous eye smile, giving you a small wave.
Renjun, Jeno, Haechan and Jaemin were of the same grade, and lucky for them they shared the same classes. Chenle was a year older than you, well a few months as he was born towards the end of the year.
You and Jisung were also in the same grade, but in different sections, you had a few classes together though. So you and him spent most of your time together.
Mark is the oldest among the 8 of you. You met him through Haechan and immediately clicked together because of your mutual love and appreciation for watermelon. He also happens to be the only one who knows about your little crush on Jisung. The day he got to know about this, he wasn't an ounce surprised, 'It's obvious you like him and he does too, i mean, have you seen him THAT comfortable with skinship with the rest of us?'
"Heyyyy, stop killing each other and let's do something!" Chenle called out once again. Jeno and Jisung eventually stopped. But Renjun was committed on wanting to tear Jaemin's limbs, reason? Only the heaven's would know.
"Me and Jisung are gonna play, anyone want to join?" Jeno asked, most probably to the walls as no one bothered replying, you and Jisung not even listening to anything that's happening around you, as you two got immersed in your own conversation the moment his throat was let free.
"No, Corndogs are definitely superior-" "-What no" "Enoughhh" Jeno interrupted, pulling Jisung away, gripping his hoodie. You see him lean closer to Jisungs ear, whispering something as you watch your bestfriends ears turn red, immediately starting his chain of 'wait a minute' 'bro' 'no wait', a habit of his each time he's nervous or flustered.
"Yes. And that's final" Jeno gave Jisung a cold stare. You hear a scream from the back of the gymnasium, you all go silent, wondering what's wrong. "ReNjUn NO NOT THAT" up on hearing Jaemin's scream, you do nothing other than laugh, "stop laughing you hoes i'm at the verge of death here!"
"I'll go help him" With that Chenle chuckled and started making his way towards the fighting pair. Not knowing what else you could do, you make your way towards Haechan, who stood beside the basketball hoop, a little too immersed in his phone.
"But Jeno!-" Jisung screamed, you pay no mind, sneaking up behind the phone obsessed lad, slowly creeping up beind his back.
"Don't even try, I can see your reflection through the screen" Haechan said, you whine muttering 'no jam' under your breath. You hear Haechan giggle, turning around to look at you, finally abandoning his phone.
"Hi hi" he said, messing up your hair, you swat his hands away, smoothing your now bird nest looking hair.
"Ass" you call him, he feigns offence, placing his hands over his heart. "You hurt me" Haechan said, letting out a fake sob. Being the drama queen he is, you see him falling almost onto his knees, so you hit him on the back, a little too hard than intended, which made him let out a sound of pain.
"Okay now that actually hurts, wasn't breaking my heart enough for you?" the boy asked, "HAHA ON YOUR FACE" Jeno screamed, you turn around to see him pointing at Jisung, most probably talking about the fact that he just made a score.
"no bro wait-" Jisung starts again, you shake your head turning back to Haechan, who was now whining "You hurt me, and now you're just going to ignore me. Tsk" you laugh loud, the two boys dribbling the ball stops for a second, the taller one blushing just a little too obviously and then they resumed the game once Jeno laughed at the youngers state.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, i didn't mean to hit you that hard, though, well deserved" it was Haechan's turn to hit you this time. "Hey! Now who's hurting whom huh?" you ask him, being an equal drama queen as the boy in front of you, clutching the part he hit. Haechan let out a scoff. About to turn back to his phone.
"Y/n watch out!" you hear either Jeno or Jisung scream out to you. You're practically known around your campus for your slow processing brain and reflexes. Few found it cute, few found it stupid and you found it to be painful.
"Hu-?" the moment you turn forward to face the two boys, you see the ball they were playing with, coming in full force at you. Before you could react or move out of the way, the ball collided with your middle. The impact made you stumble back a little, you try reaching over to Haechan to balance yourself, but that was a little too late too.
Next minute you find yourself, losing balance and landing right on your butt with a soft thud. You blank out for a second. Jeno and Jisung's mouth wide open, The two who were fighting now stopped and was looking over at you, Chenle lost it the moment the ball had hit you, and Haechan was awestruck.
You let out an 'ouch' after having the pain finally kick in, that was when Jisung stepped out of his subspace and started jogging his way towards you. "Oh god Y/n i am so sorry! Are you hurt? You okay?" Jisung rambles.
"oh yeah definitely, totally not hurting cause of that stupid ball you threw" you say with a strained smile. "Of course i'm not okay you bimbo". Jaemin and Renjun were now laughing out loud alongside Chenle, and Haechan, now out of his shocked state, let out the loudest snort you've heard in your entire life.
"Jisung you dumbass, when i said shoot your shot, i meant try your luck with y/n, not actually shoot at her" Jeno said, his voice sounding like he was restraining a laugh, because at least he had some human feelings still left in him.
You laugh at the way Jeno framed the sentence. Jisung's eyes widen at his older friend letting out his secret and that's when you register Jeno's words.
Wait.
"You have a crush on me?" You ask, voice high pitched but kept low. Jisung looks anywhere but you, playing with his fingers, dusting non existent dust from his hoodie "YES HE DOES BUT HE'S TOO MUCH OF A WUSS TO TELL IT TO YOU" Chenle screamed.
"No see look, yeah true i do like you and yeah i am a wuss but i know you don't like me so-" he stuttered while speaking.
"You waited for me to get hurt to confess because?" You reply, Jisung's eyes widen the second time. "No no, i didn't wait for you to get hurt but like Jeno wanted me to make a score for you after screaming 'This is for you Y/n' and then confess to you, but hold up woah woah, you like me too?" He asked, voice nervous and he made it obvious.
"Not until you do what Jeno wanted you to do" You reply, a blush forming on both of your cheeks but god bless your long hair, because it covered your cheeks the moment you looked down.
"What?" He asked, confused, not knowing what you're talking about, standing up and reaching his hands out for you to use as a support to get up, stupid move because the pain worsened as you strain your abdomen to get back onto your feet.
You groan and let go of his hand, sitting back down. "You heard me. Now chop chop, I'm not enough patient to wait for another hour sitting on the floor, i want to go brag about being the Park Jisungs girlfriend"
All the boys started to let out hoots and whistles at your words as Jisung finally processed the words you let out.
He breathes out a laugh, getting up from the ground, heading towards Jeno, as Haechan threw the ball that was beside you back to Jeno. He took the ball from his friend's hand.
"Watch carefully" he said with the biggest smile on his face.
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So initially, this oneshot was suppose to be long and not rushed. But since i had to rewrite it at least 3 times, i forgot a few plot so i ended up writing this. It's realllyyy not proofread so um.. You're strong if you made through the ff! 💗
