Mubo ♡ 》 She hates the cold
Pairing: Reader x School President! Mubo
Genre: High school! AU
You were a school's nobody.
Mubo was the president of the school government so he was very respected.
He has a group called Awaken-F which also his only circle of friends.
So if you ain't one, you might as well forget being friends with Mubo.
You distanced yourself from people too.
You just didn't fit well with them.
Considering your condition.
You hated the cold.
So much.
It was because when it got too cold, you start hyperventilating and you didn't want people worrying about you.
Unfortunately, one person found out about this condition of yours. That lead to more people finding out.
It was raining and you forgot your umbrella.
You were waiting for a bus to come by but luck just wasn't on your side.
You were contemplating whether to just run and faces the consequences at home.
You were about to step out of the shed you were in when you didn't feel the rain hit you.
You looked up and saw a black umbrella hovering over your head.
Your eyes following the hand holding it and the face of the person who was shading you from getting wet.
Han Mubo.
You were about to step back when he raised an eyebrow.
"Don't have an umbrella? You can take mine." He offered but you were too intimidated to interact with him.
So you dashed off.
And guess what happened?
You started hyperventilating in the middle of the street.
Good thing, Mubo followed you.
When he saw you, he did the usual question asking of what was wrong and what he can do?
But you passed out before you could even answer.
The next thing you knew, you were waking up in an unknown room.
You felt warm...extremely war. Almost as if you were laying against a heater.
You tried to recall what happened but only remember passing out in the rain.
You looked down and saw that you were wearing an oversized sweater with a musky scent.
You tried to sit up when you were stopped by a force against your waist.
You turned around to see a sleeping Mubo hugging you.
Your cheeks instantly flushed.
Were you in Mubo's house? You definitely are.
Why was he hugging you?
Your cheeks were redder than a tomato by now.
Yet somehow, you felt drawn to stare at him.
This was the closest you could get to him after all.
You tried to turn around and observe his features.
So this is how handsome our president is.
You felt his warm breathe across your nose which was strangely comforting.
He drew you closer, which meant the distance between you was closing in.
It was then when you noticed how he seem to be...too warm?
You gently reached up to place a hand on his forehead and he seem to be having a fever.
It was then when his eyes fluttered open and he saw you through his hazy vision.
Hey...he said in a very husky voice. Hot.
"M-mister president...I..."
"Just Mubo...are you feeling better..?" He pulled away from you and stretches, oblivious to your earlier position.
"Yes...but you seem to have a f-fever..." you mumbled and he simply nodded.
"Yeah...but you...you passed out in the rain. What was that for?" he tried to sit up and lean against his bed rest.
"I..." there was no point in hiding it. "The cold makes me pass out...because it does not let me breathe well..." you tried to say.
He just stared at you for a while.
"You should call your parents and tell them you're staying over at a friend. The rain is too hard right now so it'd probably get classes suspended tomorrow."
"I can't stay over...I caused your fever...I would feel bad being any more of a bother to you..."
"It's fine. My sister can take care of us...she even changed your clothes...she said it would be better to use my clothes since it'll keep you warmer..."
That explains why you were wearing different clothes.
"Why...why were you hugging me by the way...?" You asked him, and you could see the hesitation in his body language but decided not to bring it up.
"You were shiverring when I settled you on my bed..I thought body heat could have helped you. So...yeah."
He's very considerate. You thought.
Before you could ask any more questions, his sister had brough in soup for the both of you. She was very friendly and would affectionately pet your hair before leaving.
"You have a nice jiejie." You smiled at Mubo who was now settling back into bed.
"Just not nice enough to offer her bed to you..." he replied.
"I can sleep on the couch." You nodded as you stood up and started walking towards it before he grabbed hold of your hand to stop you.
"You're just as sick as I am. Sleep on the bed." He said firmly which made you obliged.
You both eventually shared his bed again.
He told you it was alright to hug him if you ever feel cold again.
Which you did...but unconsciously...you were already asleep when you hugged him.
Mubo watched your sleeping face as he combed your hair with his slender fingers.
He then receives a call from Qin Fen, his best friend.
A video call to be exact.
"Hey."
"Hey. You still with her?"
Mubo brought up the phone to get a view of you hugging him. A tired but happy smile rests on Mubo's face.
"When do you actually plan to confess to her? You've liked her for so long but this is...the first time you two actually had alone time?" Qin Fen's voice was just as equally groggy.
"You know...I find out something about her...that makes me want to protect her...so I think...I might have to confess to her soon so she'll let me do that for her."
"Good luck, bro. I hope all works out for you. You look good together." Qin Fen said before hanging up.
Mubo actually watched you every time you were alone.
He wanted to approach you but his reputation hindered him in doing so.
But knowing now how it is to be this close to you?
He'll probably be willing to just let go of reputation for you.