With A Kiss
Title: With A Kiss
Pairing: Jongin / Kyungsoo
Rating: E ( for everyone )
Length: Drabble / 1,163 words
Author's Note: Here, have some fluffy kaisoo
Summary: My phone had 1% battery and you lent me your charger- shall I thank you with a kiss!au
Jongin enters the classroom frantically, sweat rolling down the side of his face not only due to the heat but also because he’s rushing.
He stops to catch his breath and only then does he look around the classroom and stop when he first sees wide eyes looking up to meet his gaze. He freezes where he is, the memory and reminder to breathe long forgotten when his crush, Do Kyungsoo is one of many in the class to look up during their study hall and to stare upon the male who stands by the door, panting and slumping his shoulders.
“Jongin, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in class three.”
Jongin’s gaze follows to the sound of a familiar voice. Baekhyun is his dear best friend and exactly who he had been looking for in the first place.
He moves towards the latter and holds out his phone with the red icon showing that his phone is about to die, three percent of his battery left.
“I need to borrow your charger,” Jongin retorts quickly, gaze flickering to the corner of his eye when he spots Kyungsoo again, still watching him.
His free hand rubs his other arm, a tingling sensation running through his veins.
He tells himself to focus on his phone, only because his mother should be calling soon and he had fallen asleep with his phone not on the charger, and had awoken too late to charge it before he left.
Baekhyun frowns and shrugs his shoulders once, twice.
“Sorry Jongin, my phone and charger are at home.”
Jongin gawks at him and his eyebrows furrow in and he scrunches his nose in disbelief.
“You never get off of that thing-“
“I have other distractions,” Baekhyun muses cheekily with his tongue poking out from his lips, a mischievous smirk plastered next when he darts his tongue back into his mouth, cocking his head to the side. “Maybe Sehun has his charger today.”
A sound comes from the back of the classroom and everyone’s attention follows suit with Jongin’s who glances to the back to see a flustered male with wide eyes and a round nose, features matching a deer in the headlights look.
Baekhyun makes a noise before Jongin turns back to him and sighs.
“Sehun isn’t here today and neither is Luhan or Yixing. I’ll ask a teacher or something, hopefully someone in my class will have one.”
Jongin shrugs and draws another sigh.
Then, Baekhyun stares beside him although Jongin feels the presence of someone beside him but doesn’t look until Baekhyun not-so subtly taps his shoe and motions with his eyes to look over.
Beside him stand his crush, wide eyes and heart shaped lips, a calm expression and student uniform too neat for a school with low status and a small budget. Kyungsoo makes the uniform look more than decent.
“Um, Jongin if you don’t mind- I don’t mind if you use my charger for your phone.”
Jongin blinks.
Jongin had never spoken to Kyungsoo before, always staring instead of taking action on his three-year crush or as Baekhyun likes to say, ‘love obsession’.
Kyungsoo was a quiet person, book smart and well together. Out of everyone in the school he was the best, even if that meant he didn’t have many friends and most of the time people were scared of him, but as Jongin found out, people only misunderstood him.
Jongin nods carefully before his lips blossom into a full out smile and he takes the charger gratefully, rushing to the back of the classroom where the outlets line up on the wall. He plugs the charger and his phone in and cheers triumphantly under his breath, sighing exasperatedly and curling his fingers into fists while he silently cheers himself on.
“Thank you so much-“
“It’s nothing,” Kyungsoo says with a small shy smile and it makes Jongin’s heart flutter, his body is warm everywhere and he isn’t sure what he wants to do; kiss Kyungsoo or just hold him for a few hours. Of course if he had the option he would choose both.
Jongin shakes his head; cheeks tinted a bloom of light pink when something comes to mind.
“Really, I’d like to take thank you for helping me. Meet me by my locker in ten.”
Kyungsoo looks confused, eyebrows knit together when he stands, watching Jongin turn and walk away, out of the classroom and disappearing from his sight.
He glances around and notices people have gotten back to work by now, chattering amongst themselves.
Jongin’s heart is beating like crazy inside of his chest.
“What am I thinking?” Jongin presses the knuckles on his right hand to his forehead as he arches his back off of his locker, left foot pressed flat against his locker. Just as he’s about to kick himself down, he hears footsteps.
They are quiet, timid and slow but grow quicker.
He looks up, chest tightening and hands clenching by his side when he sees Kyungsoo approach him.
“You said you wanted to thank me?”
Jongin nods but feels as if the world is too busy spinning, too quickly for him to do anything- say anything.
“What is it?”
Jongin is only a few inches away from Kyungsoo but he feels like they’re stuck in a closet together, suddenly things are too small and things are too cramped. He clears his throat and nods again, this time a little more enthusiastic.
“I was thinking… I’ve been thinking of doing this for a very long time now. I wanted to thank you for everything,” Jongin starts and Kyungsoo stiffens on the spot, showing his confusion and blank thoughts as to what Jongin might be hinting at.
He’s lost.
“What do you mean by everything?” Kyungsoo asks, because he doesn’t remember doing anything else.
“When I say everything, I mean everything.”
Jongin closes in on Kyungsoo who takes one step back, surprised by Jongin’s hesitating approach. Jongin brings his hand up and grasps Kyungsoo’s right wrist, holding it to himself when he pulls Kyungsoo close.
“Even the things you don’t know you have done.”
Kyungsoo lifts his head and stares up as Jongin closes in again, except this time their mouths and noses are inches apart and oh god I’m actually going to kiss him.
Jongin closes his eyes first because he fears Kyungsoo’s response can either be good or bad, his chances feel a hundred percent good but the hidden pessimist inside Jongin wants to break out.
Their lips meet chastely, short but sweet.
Jongin pulls back first and flushes red when Kyungsoo stares blankly at him.
“So - yeah, thank you,” Jongin sputters.
He quickly turns on his heels and rushes back to class three.
From where Kyungsoo stands he watches Jongin’s backside disappear into another room. He holds a finger to his lips, last moment’s memory sinking into his mind before he smiles, cheeks red when he bites his lip.
“You’re welcome.”
A/N: /screeches wow I can't remember why I wanted to write this so bad /flips everything
Pairing: Jongin / Kyungsoo
Rating: E ( for everyone )
Length: Drabble / 1,163 words
Author's Note: Here, have some fluffy kaisoo
Summary: My phone had 1% battery and you lent me your charger- shall I thank you with a kiss!au
Jongin enters the classroom frantically, sweat rolling down the side of his face not only due to the heat but also because he’s rushing.
He stops to catch his breath and only then does he look around the classroom and stop when he first sees wide eyes looking up to meet his gaze. He freezes where he is, the memory and reminder to breathe long forgotten when his crush, Do Kyungsoo is one of many in the class to look up during their study hall and to stare upon the male who stands by the door, panting and slumping his shoulders.
“Jongin, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in class three.”
Jongin’s gaze follows to the sound of a familiar voice. Baekhyun is his dear best friend and exactly who he had been looking for in the first place.
He moves towards the latter and holds out his phone with the red icon showing that his phone is about to die, three percent of his battery left.
“I need to borrow your charger,” Jongin retorts quickly, gaze flickering to the corner of his eye when he spots Kyungsoo again, still watching him.
His free hand rubs his other arm, a tingling sensation running through his veins.
He tells himself to focus on his phone, only because his mother should be calling soon and he had fallen asleep with his phone not on the charger, and had awoken too late to charge it before he left.
Baekhyun frowns and shrugs his shoulders once, twice.
“Sorry Jongin, my phone and charger are at home.”
Jongin gawks at him and his eyebrows furrow in and he scrunches his nose in disbelief.
“You never get off of that thing-“
“I have other distractions,” Baekhyun muses cheekily with his tongue poking out from his lips, a mischievous smirk plastered next when he darts his tongue back into his mouth, cocking his head to the side. “Maybe Sehun has his charger today.”
A sound comes from the back of the classroom and everyone’s attention follows suit with Jongin’s who glances to the back to see a flustered male with wide eyes and a round nose, features matching a deer in the headlights look.
Baekhyun makes a noise before Jongin turns back to him and sighs.
“Sehun isn’t here today and neither is Luhan or Yixing. I’ll ask a teacher or something, hopefully someone in my class will have one.”
Jongin shrugs and draws another sigh.
Then, Baekhyun stares beside him although Jongin feels the presence of someone beside him but doesn’t look until Baekhyun not-so subtly taps his shoe and motions with his eyes to look over.
Beside him stand his crush, wide eyes and heart shaped lips, a calm expression and student uniform too neat for a school with low status and a small budget. Kyungsoo makes the uniform look more than decent.
“Um, Jongin if you don’t mind- I don’t mind if you use my charger for your phone.”
Jongin blinks.
Jongin had never spoken to Kyungsoo before, always staring instead of taking action on his three-year crush or as Baekhyun likes to say, ‘love obsession’.
Kyungsoo was a quiet person, book smart and well together. Out of everyone in the school he was the best, even if that meant he didn’t have many friends and most of the time people were scared of him, but as Jongin found out, people only misunderstood him.
Jongin nods carefully before his lips blossom into a full out smile and he takes the charger gratefully, rushing to the back of the classroom where the outlets line up on the wall. He plugs the charger and his phone in and cheers triumphantly under his breath, sighing exasperatedly and curling his fingers into fists while he silently cheers himself on.
“Thank you so much-“
“It’s nothing,” Kyungsoo says with a small shy smile and it makes Jongin’s heart flutter, his body is warm everywhere and he isn’t sure what he wants to do; kiss Kyungsoo or just hold him for a few hours. Of course if he had the option he would choose both.
Jongin shakes his head; cheeks tinted a bloom of light pink when something comes to mind.
“Really, I’d like to take thank you for helping me. Meet me by my locker in ten.”
Kyungsoo looks confused, eyebrows knit together when he stands, watching Jongin turn and walk away, out of the classroom and disappearing from his sight.
He glances around and notices people have gotten back to work by now, chattering amongst themselves.
Jongin’s heart is beating like crazy inside of his chest.
“What am I thinking?” Jongin presses the knuckles on his right hand to his forehead as he arches his back off of his locker, left foot pressed flat against his locker. Just as he’s about to kick himself down, he hears footsteps.
They are quiet, timid and slow but grow quicker.
He looks up, chest tightening and hands clenching by his side when he sees Kyungsoo approach him.
“You said you wanted to thank me?”
Jongin nods but feels as if the world is too busy spinning, too quickly for him to do anything- say anything.
“What is it?”
Jongin is only a few inches away from Kyungsoo but he feels like they’re stuck in a closet together, suddenly things are too small and things are too cramped. He clears his throat and nods again, this time a little more enthusiastic.
“I was thinking… I’ve been thinking of doing this for a very long time now. I wanted to thank you for everything,” Jongin starts and Kyungsoo stiffens on the spot, showing his confusion and blank thoughts as to what Jongin might be hinting at.
He’s lost.
“What do you mean by everything?” Kyungsoo asks, because he doesn’t remember doing anything else.
“When I say everything, I mean everything.”
Jongin closes in on Kyungsoo who takes one step back, surprised by Jongin’s hesitating approach. Jongin brings his hand up and grasps Kyungsoo’s right wrist, holding it to himself when he pulls Kyungsoo close.
“Even the things you don’t know you have done.”
Kyungsoo lifts his head and stares up as Jongin closes in again, except this time their mouths and noses are inches apart and oh god I’m actually going to kiss him.
Jongin closes his eyes first because he fears Kyungsoo’s response can either be good or bad, his chances feel a hundred percent good but the hidden pessimist inside Jongin wants to break out.
Their lips meet chastely, short but sweet.
Jongin pulls back first and flushes red when Kyungsoo stares blankly at him.
“So - yeah, thank you,” Jongin sputters.
He quickly turns on his heels and rushes back to class three.
From where Kyungsoo stands he watches Jongin’s backside disappear into another room. He holds a finger to his lips, last moment’s memory sinking into his mind before he smiles, cheeks red when he bites his lip.
“You’re welcome.”
A/N: /screeches wow I can't remember why I wanted to write this so bad /flips everything