He Confesses To You ~ Jung Wooseok
Your smile was soft as your best friend left the café after meeting you during their lunch break, glancing back to your left where Wooseok was still sat. His eyes were staring down at his coffee cup in front of him, refusing to acknowledge your best friend as they walked away.
Your smile slowly disappeared as your brows knitted together in his direction. Wooseok took an anxious sip as he felt you watching him, not quite knowing what to do as you studied him.
“Y/F/N is so funny,” you grinned, taking a sip of your drink yourself too. “Don’t you think?” You asked Wooseok in an attempt to bring him back into the conversation.
“Yeah, he’s alright,” Wooseok coldly replied, glancing back across at you, “it seems like the two of you have gotten pretty close recently.”
Your eyes continued to stare at Wooseok, “we’ve always been pretty close.”
Everything seemed off to you with him, something wasn’t quite right with Wooseok, you could tell by how agitated he was with you and how bitter his voice sounded too, unlike what you usually heard from Wooseok at all.
He could only smile at how oblivious you were to just how close you were with Y/F/N. It was something that just didn’t sit right with him, he hated feeling like a third wheel whilst the three of you had your lunch together.
“I think he fancies you,” Wooseok suddenly told you, taking you by surprise. “When I was watching him, he seemed pretty close to you. Dare I say that you seemed to be quite enjoying his attention too Y/N.”
“What?” You scoffed, hitting gently against Wooseok’s arm. “We were only close to each other because you weren’t contributing anything. You might as well have not been here with how little of a presence you were, I thought it would be nice for you to spend time with Y/F/N.”
“Why?” Wooseok boldly asked you, pushing his coffee cup away from him. “Why would I want to have lunch with a guy who basically acts as if he’s your boyfriend? I’d have rather been anywhere but here.”
“Lovely,” you muttered underneath your breath, shaking your head back across at Wooseok. “I don’t know how many times I have to drill it into you Wooseok that Y/F/N is one of my closest friends before you’ll listen.”
“That’s because I don’t think he wants to be,” Wooseok admitted as soon as you finished speaking, “and sometimes I think you don’t want it to be too. I’m right here, but you never seem to look in my direction Y/N, only ever his.”
You watched his eyes widen as soon as he stopped talking, realising what had come out of his mouth. It wasn’t something that you could just dismiss either like you had done with most of what Wooseok had said to you ever since Y/F/N arrived.
“I mean, what do they have for you that I don’t?” Wooseok enquired, a shrug of his shoulders following as he knew that he had nothing to lose anymore in front of you.
Your eyes narrowed as you struggled to make sense of what Wooseok was trying to say. “You’re both good friends to me, there’s no such thing as one being better than the other or one having more than the other person has in my eyes.”
Wooseok’s head shook as you failed to pick up on exactly what he was trying to say to you. He appreciated that it was probably a lot for you to take in and make sense of what Wooseok’s riddles were telling you.
“This isn’t a friendship Y/N,” he began, “at least not for me.”
“What isn’t a friendship? You mean you and I?”
“It hasn’t been for some time, even if those feelings are only one sided.”
You didn’t quite know what to say to Wooseok as his shy eyes looked away from you. His hands nervously gripped at the end of the table, feeling his heart race as he tried to figure out exactly what you would say or do at the opposite side of the table.
“I can just go,” he offered when the silence carried on, fearing the worst from you.
Your head shook though as soon as Wooseok went to move, “I didn’t tell you to go anywhere,” you reminded him.
With a nod of his head, Wooseok sat himself back down in his seat again. He still couldn’t bring himself to look at you, but the calming sound of your voice brought him at least a little bit of reassurance that things would be alright.
“How long?” You enquired after a couple of minutes, “for how long have you felt as if you don’t just want to be friends with me?”
“A long time,” Wooseok hummed, letting go of a gentle chuckle as his voice trailed off. “I guess I’ve never thought about how long it has been because I can’t remember when how I felt about you stopped being just friends and something more, that time all just feels like a bit of a blur.”
Your head nodded as you listened closely to Wooseok, feeling yourself begin to get a little anxious beside him too. “I had no idea,” you told him in reply, “if I’d have picked up on even the slightest clue, I wouldn’t have let you think for a second that I like Y/F/N.”
His head flickered up to look across at you, “but you do like Y/F/N,” Wooseok tried to tell you, convinced that there were some feelings there, no matter how much they hurt him.
“Don’t be stupid,” you chuckled back to him, “I never liked Y/F/N, not even for just a second. There was only one person that I liked, and I’m looking right at him Wooseok.”
It took a moment for what you said to hit Wooseok, his expression remained blank for a few moments until the corners of his mouth slowly turned up. His eyes looked to you almost in disbelief, having to scratch over the top of his head to make sure that he really was listening.
“Y-you like me?” He stuttered, asking you just to be absolutely sure that he was listening to you properly. “You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, you don’t have to be the considerate friend anymore Y/N.”
“I’m saying it because I mean it Wooseok, I never just say things just because.”
A laugh escaped him, filled with relief as Wooseok slowly allowed himself to relax again. “All this time I thought you hated me, I thought you wanted to rub it in that you liked Y/F/N by making me sit through all of these stupid lunches.”
“You’re an idiot,” you established, sniggering as Wooseok nodded in agreement with you. “I only invited Y/F/N just to be nice, he’s been having a hard time lately. I’m just friendly with him, but I like to think that maybe I’m a little more with you.”
There was nothing from Wooseok as he struggled to keep his composure, simply smiling across at you. Your head shook as the faintest of laughs left him, almost feeling as if he needed to pinch himself to be sure.
“Where do we go from here?” Wooseok asked you with a wide grin.
“I think you know exactly where we go from here.”
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