Can you make gyeongsu x reader? Fluff or something like
AFTERNOON TiCKET! ♡ han gyeongsu
synopsis : you aren’t dating. why does everyone keep asking that?
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a head hits your shoulder as the noise of the cafeteria echoes around you. gyeongsu’s hair tickles your neck as you converse with suhyeok. he looks to your right and smirks before continuing to eat his lunch.
you jostle your right shoulder, only smiling at the unhappy groan you receive. “you have to eat, too, you know.”
gyeongsu lets out a huff, his chilled nose brushing against your neck as he stretches. sleepy eyes barely open, only prying his mouth open just slightly. you grin, holding the food up to his mouth so he can eat.
“so,” cheongsan eyes you both, “how long will it be now? a few months or…?”
you chew on the food in your mouth, placing some in gyeongsu’s right after. “for what?”
the table goes silent as gyeongsu sits up. he yawns, taking a sip of your drink before rubbing his eyes. “what are we talking about again?”
it’s daesu who answers despite the others telling him not to speak. “you’re dating.”
“well—“
the bell rings before gyeongsu can say more.
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you clean off the desks, eyes bouncing to gyeongsu and cheongsan as they giggle and sweep the floor. onjo nudges you as she walks by, a sly look on her face. isak trails up beside her, a damp washcloth swinging in her hands.
“so…”
you pause from your cleaning to look up at them. isak gestures to the gray hoodie you wear. “it’s official, then? this is how you tell everyone?”
your face heats immediately as you turn frantically, making sure your conversation wasn’t overheard. you pat their arms tenderly yet desperately. “shut up! shush, shhh!”
“sorry!” onjo giggles to herself as she pulls isak away. “have fun!”
gyeongsu stands behind you now, your bag and his slung over his shoulder. he looks over your figure, clad in his own hoodie with a grin. “ready to head home?”
you trek behind gyeongsu slowly, eyeing the way his empty hand swings. you ache to hold it — can feel the phantom touch of his fingers twining into your own. “date me.”
the words come out before you can stop them. gyeongsu pauses and you think you should take it back — say you hadn’t spoke at all. his head tilts and it’s so endearing you could cry.
“officially.” you pick at your nails nervously as gyeongsu stands in front of you. “be my boyfriend, please.”
gyeongsu’s mouth falls open before he snaps it back shut. he’s going to reject you, your throat closes up. you’ve ruined everything. “i— thought we were already dating.”
a confused silence bubbles around you now. gyeongsu stares at you as you stare at him. his fingers inch to yours and he grabs your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze with a smile. “the first time you held my hand on the way home. you were mine, i thought.”
you gulp, “oh.” and then you laugh, tugging him closer as your empty hand clutches onto his chest. “i think we’re stupid.”
gyeongsu deepens his voice dramatically, into a silly tone before placing his forehead to yours. “stupid in love.”
you shove him away with a grin, smile widening when he only brings you closer once more.
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he’s the perfect person for this trope me thinks <3 thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoyed!! if youd like to b tagged / untagged in any aouad content, let me know! ♡
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