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♡ firsts - jisung

han jisung.

he was the kid no one could ever really understand. he was quiet, had a few close friends, really shy.

you admired him.

his gorgeous blue hair, always messed up, but messed up so perfectly it didn't seem possible.

his brown eyes, ones that could make anyone fall in love, decorated with the sight of his black eyeliner.

his perfectly sculpted face; from his chubby cheeks, cute and soft looking, to his juxtaposing jawline, so sharp it could beat the piercing edge of a knife.

and you could go on and on about him.

he was a beautiful human.

beautiful not being enough, not nearly, to describe him.

you'd only seen him every so often. he was essentially, to you, a hallway crush.

you were a new student in a new town and you'd made a small group of friends after being here for a month. of course out of every year of school, your parents make you transfer in senior year.

you didn't get most of the jokes that your friends made nor did you understand most references.

so on most things, you just trusted their advice.

but their advice on jisung?

"don't fall for him," you'd been told before. but you couldn't help it.

why couldn't you help it?

why was he so... jisung?

what did that even mean?

"y/n!" your teacher called, awakening you from your daydreams.

"i asked if you'd turned in the homework from last night?" he questioned sternly.

"oh- y-yeah... sorry,"

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today was another average day at school.

you walked to your seat by your newfound friends as it was lunch time, and the overwhelming smell of a combination of foods was making you feel a tad bit sick.

you did a double take after walking past a blue head of hair you couldnt miss.

and you seemed to have lost sense of reality seeing as you dropped your food in front of him, spilling your drink all over yourself and the floor.

"shit! oh fuck- i-im so sorry-"

he bent down to help you clean your past the five second rule dropped food, and even helped clean your shirt off.

"no worries."

you both looked into each other's eyes, blushing, and it seemed as if time had stopped, even just in that small of a moment.

"i- thank you, really," you got up and rushed off. you were embarrassed and wanted to hide.

"wait! i didn't get-" but you were already gone.

your name, jisung thought. he didn't get your name.

but he was determined to.

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jisung had asked just about everyone he knew about you.

he just wanted to know your name, the rest he could learn from you personally, but many informed him about you.

it'd been a few months since the incident you had at lunch and every so often you and jisung would talk about small things. however, he's always forgotten to ask for your name.

he mustered up the courage to speak to you today, starting the conversation off with a shaky, "hi," and he mentally cringed, hoping you didn't hear it.

you smiled in response to his mess up, but that was okay because he liked your smile. "hi," you returned back.

"um, i wanted to know your name, if that's alright with you?"

you looked into his eyes, and you lost yourself in them again for a second. how you'd managed to look him in the eyes for so long was beyond you.

"oh- my name is y/n," you answered.

"your name is pretty," he said, "my name is jisung. uh... i think you're cool and i would like to spend time with you if you wanted- i mean if you're not comfortable you don't-"

you both were blushing messes and it was clear the attraction you both had towards each other.

"of course, i'd like to spend time with you," to which he nodded. for a few moments you both stared at each other. despite it sounding awkward, it was anything but. it was like your eyes were speaking to each other, saying the words you were too scared to.

"you're so pretty..." he said, smacking a hand over his mouth. it seemed like he accidentally let that slip, which made you giggle.

"you're cute," and without noticing you, both leaned in.

you hadn't known much about the boy, and yet you wanted nothing more than to hold him close.

"is it okay if i kiss you?" you responded with a hushed yes, and he leaned in a little more, wrapping his hands around you close, as if to protect you.

and once jisung kissed you for the first time, he didn't know how he'd ever stop.

you wrapped your hands around his neck, while he tightened his arms around your waist.

neither of you wanted to let go, his lips, taste, smell, everything about him was addicting. but soon, you both had to release each other.

"fuck- that... that was my first kiss," he said, out of breath.

"really? that was my first kiss too," you replied.

you were both in shock, but the realization of you both being each other's first kisses was adorable.

"im glad it was you," he said.

"im glad it was you too," you responded.

he leaned in to kiss you again, only to be yelled at in returned.

"y/n! jisung! get your asses to class! it started 5 minutes go!"

"shit." you two said.

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i obvi love cliches...

soo basically i will never get over bluesung (pls han jisung we need bluesung back)

and maybe jisung has been bias wrecking me lately so 🙈

best hair color / style on a skz member?

i was supposed to make this story much longer but 🤷🏽‍♀️