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☆ Hate love☆Sunoo ☆

Sunoo is your best friend.

He was never the type to believe in love because of his past relationships.

You secretly had a crush on him and would always do anything to show your love.
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You just got out of class and were heading to find Sunoo to have lunch with him.

You saw Sunoo outside and called him on your way to him. "Sunoo!!"

Sunoo would look over at you, tilting his head.
"Hey, what's up?"

He would pat the spot next to him, indicating for you to sit next to him.

"Why are you having lunch alone?" You ask

He would shrug, setting his lunch down on his lap. "I didn't feel like being around the rest; I just wanted some peace and quiet."

"Oh.. should I leave?"

He would shake his head, grabbing onto your wrist. "No, don't leave. I don't mind your company."

When he said that, you couldn't help but give a soft smile. "So you like my company, huh?" You joke, nudging his shoulder.

He would roll his eyes slightly with a soft chuckle. "I do; you aren't the most annoying to be around."

"Gosh, I knew you always had a soft spot for me!" You say, pinching his cheek.

He would sweep your hand away with a small smile. "Quiet, I do not have a soft spot for you."
Said
"You love me."

He would roll his eyes, leaning his head back slightly. "You wish I did; you're the weirdest person to ever live."

You sat there while watching him eat his lunch since you forgot yours.

He would then look over at you, pushing his lunch toward you. "Did you not bring lunch?"

"I didn't have enough time."

A concerned look formed on his face, looking at you with full attention.
"When was the last time you ate?"

"Last night"

"You didn't eat today yet?" He would say, clearly concerned now. He'd push his lunch closer towards you. "No need to worry, you can have mine."

"What no!" You exclaimed

He would sigh, holding the lunch out toward you. "Take it; you need to eat as well. I've eaten enough."

"I can't just eat your lunch, Sunoo."

"Stop being stubborn; take it. I'm not going to let you sit here and starve. Your health is more important than mine."

"But you should earn."

"I've already eaten a bit; I'm full. Eat it or I'll force you to eat it."

"Im fine, Sunoo, seriously."

"No. You're not; eat the lunch. You haven't eaten anything today; your health is important to me, and I'm not going to let you starve. I mean it, eat."

He would say sternly, holding the lunch out. His tone was sounding firm, but his soft eyes were pleading for you to take it.
"I don't think I can live with it knowing you haven't eaten at all."

"Thats a little dramatic.. but I'm okay"

He would look at you, his eyes pleading for you to take the lunch.
"I would feel terrible if you didn't eat; just take it, please."

You stared at him as he continued to beg for you to eat. "Y/N, I don't want you going hungry. We both know you get cranky when you're hungry."

"Ugh, you win," you sigh.

"Thank you.." He would let out a soft sign of relief, setting the lunch in front of you. "I don't care if you don't want to eat; you need to eat something. Even if it's just a few bites!"

You started to eat feeling guilty, but you knew he wanted you to eat.

He would let out a soft sigh, being glad you were eating something. He would watch as you ate silently while he pulled out his phone and scrolled.

He would occasionally glance up from his phone to see if you were still eating. He was really worried about you not eating anything all day, even if it was just a few bites.

He would look over at you then at the lunch, noticing you finished. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

You smiled and gave him a small hug. "Thank you."

He would roll his eyes a bit, but his expression was still soft. "Yes, yes, of course. Don't go hungry again, okay? I mean it.. or I'd probably have to force feed you."

He chuckled softly, but his expression had gone into a serious look in the last part. "I've done it before; don't test me."

"Ugh, I hated that; don't remind me."

"I know, but if you aren't going to eat, then I have to. If you get cranky when you're hungry and you're really stubborn when you don't eat. I don't mind doing it to make sure you get your damn food in."

You suddenly felt the urge lay on his lap, since you felt tired.

He would look down at you as you lay on his lap. "Don't get too comfortable; I might end up pushing you off." He said, though he liked having you lay on his lap. It was probably the most comfortable thing ever, even if he didn't want to admit it.

He would run his fingers through your hair gently, a light smile remaining on his lips. Not even really focused on his phone anymore and had his focus on you while he sat there.

"You're lying on my lap; don't think I won't push you off." He said, though his actions said otherwise. He was still running his fingers through your hair gently while he watched you lay on his lap. He really did like you, though he wouldn't admit it to you.

"No, you won't," you say in a whisper.

"You sure about that?" He would say, looking at you with a smirk. He was tempted to push you off, but he couldn't bring himself to. He liked you staying there.

He would continue running his fingers through your hair, his other hand holding onto his phone, though he couldn't stop staring at you. He would try to distract himself with scrolling his phone, but his eyes would wander off and look at you every time.

"Mh, your comfy."

His cheeks would slightly heat up, though that wasn't noticeable. He sighed lightly, his eyes back on his phone. "Yeah, yeah, keep talking like that, and I'll really push you off this time."

He was actually enjoying this. He was being stubborn about his feelings, but his actions spoke differently.

His hand was still gently running his fingers through your hair, like almost like a massage. His eyes would go from scrolling on his phone to looking at you laid down against his lap again.

He would push back some of your hair out of your face gently, his eyes wandering back on his phone, trying to distract himself. It wasn't working though; he couldn't help but look at you every now and then.

He was growing more tempted every time he looked at you. His eyes couldn't focus on his phone for long; his eyes would always wander to you, then back to his phone. His hands were still running his fingers gently through your hair; he really liked you.

He enjoyed seeing you lay on his lap while he ran his hands through your hair. He couldn't pay attention to his phone at all now; he was more focused on you laying there peacefully in his lap. His eyes stuck on you this time. Looking at you as he ran his fingers through your hair gently

"I need a boyfriend so bad," you whined.

He would stop moving his hand for a moment, though his expression was pretty unreadable.

A small pang of jealousy hit him—the fact that you wanted a boyfriend. It slightly pained him even though he knew he stood no chance. "Yeah, someone would be lucky to date you."

He tried to sound cheerful, though a slight tone of jealousy was evident in his voice.
He was silently getting jealous of whoever was lucky enough to date you.

His heart felt like it was slightly aching; he got jealous of you wanting a boyfriend even though he would probably never have a chance to be that for you.

"When are you going to get a girlfriend?"

A faint blush would lightly dust his cheeks, though he didn't react to it and was trying to hide it. He would shrug, "I don't know, probably never." He said, though his actions spoke differently. He would silently like to be your boyfriend. He didn't know what to do; he was just getting jealous for no reason.

You laugh, "You still don't believe in love?"

"Yes, and for good reason. Love is just stupid bullshit that makes you feel all mushy, and then it hurts you in the end." He said he was trying to hide his jealousy, even though he knew he had feelings for you.

"Oh, cmon Sunoo."

"What? Am I wrong? Love is just stupid nonsense." He said, his voice sounding bitter. Though he was bitter because you would be dating someone one day and it wouldn't be him. He wished it could be him, and he was jealous just at the thought of you dating someone.

"Love will either hurt you or be fake. You're lucky if it's real, and that's bullshit." He continued, bitterness evident in his voice as he tried to hide his jealousy. He was jealous of the possible future boyfriend you could have and wanted it to be him. Though he couldn't bring himself to tell you that.

You groan annoyed by his hate speech towards love. "So youre going to be single forever?"

"Pretty much, yeah." He would say it as if it didn't matter. Though it did, to him. He wouldn't admit it, but he wished he could be your boyfriend. He wished it was him you could be with, but no one else. His own thoughts are eating him up inside.

"And what if I changed that?"

He felt his cheeks heat up slightly, though he tried to hide it. He would pause for a moment, trying to ignore the fact he felt butterflies in his stomach at the mere thought of you with him. "What do you mean?"

"Don't act stupid."

He would stay silent, his cheeks red.
He was pretty flustered at the thought. He wouldn't meet your eyes because he was flustered but didn't want to show it.

His cheeks were heating up more, though his expression was unreadable.
"W-what do you mean?" He would repeat, trying to act dumb and pretend he didn't know what you meant.

His mind was racing. Butterflies in his stomach, his heart beating against his chest, his cheeks heating up.

The thought of dating you made him flustered, and he hated just how flustered it made him. He couldn't even meet your eyes; he tried hiding his flustered expression.

"Sunoo..."

He'd look away from you trying to hide his flustered expression, but his face felt like it was on fire.

He was still too flustered to meet your eyes. The butterflies in his stomach wouldn't calm down, and hearing you call him by his name with that tone made them worse. His mind was a mess, and his face was probably red now; he wouldn't admit it, but he liked being called that by you.

His mind was racing, and his heartbeat was fast against his chest.

"You can't hide your feelings forever," you whisper in his ear.