Mystic Messenger x Reader

What The Heck I Gotta Do (Yoosung Kim x Reader)

A/N: I was originally going to write a fic based on this song for a different character, but as I listened to it I realized that this song is Yoosung in a nutshell. I do not own Mystic Messenger, any of its characters, the song "What the heck I gotta do" from 21 Chump Street, or the picture. Enjoy!

Sighing, Yoosung rested his head in the palm of his hand, eyes gazing dreamily at the back of your head.

Wait, was that weird?

Purple eyes darted back down to the mindless notes he'd been taking on and off during the course of the lesson. What class was this again? Maybe he should've paid more attention, because his notes didn't give him any hints. The entire paper was basically just one big  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

Sighing again, Yoosung looked up, trying to pay attention to what the professor was saying instead of wondering what you were thinking. 

'She can probably feel you staring at her, idiot! Don't be weird!' he scolded himself, face reddening just the slightest. Could anyone really blame him for staring though?

Not only were you the newest member of the RFA, but you just so happened to be a classmate of his as well, in not one, but two of his classes! The fact that Yoosung found you the most beautiful person he had ever met didn't help either.

Needless to say he switched seats so that you sat in front of him, sharing little conversations with you whenever the opportunity presented itself. He even got to eat lunch with you! 

Now by no means was Yoosung a prideful person, but he had to admit he harbored a faint smugness over being the only member able to interact with you in real life. The others could only talk to you through the chatroom or via phone calls and messages, but he was able to see you face-to-face and he felt closer to you because of it. 

What drew him to you in the first place? True, your personality shared a faint resemblance to Rika's, but there was something different about you, something that made his heart swell and flutter like a lovestruck schoolgirl's. You were so mature and kind, diligent in your work, not to mention strong and serious when the situation required it. As time went on and he grew closer and closer to you, he found it wasn't hard to fall in love with you.

There was only one problem. He had no idea if you felt the same.

When the other members flirted with you, you responded in kind, but that was just being playful, right? It didn't really mean anything, right?

Whenever Zen in particular openly flirted with you in the messenger, Yoosung couldn't help but feel all tingly and wrong inside, the urge to draw you away from the tall, handsome male making his hands clench around his phone. He wanted to think you showed a special interest in him, but he had no way to know for sure.

Except...

The beginnings of an idea began to take shape in his mind, an idea that could end in extreme awkwardness or charming success.

Pulling out his phone, Yoosung made sure to keep the device safely out of view beneath the desk, hiding it from any prying eyes. His fingers seemed to move on their own, typing out a message he probably should've checked before sending. When his brain finally did catch up and register the words he'd written, his heart dropped into his stomach, a small gasp escaping his lips.

"What the heck I gotta do to be with you?"

Followed by:

"Who do I have to be for you to be with me?"

'What are you thinking?! How cheesy can you be?!'  Yoosung screamed internally, his horror growing as he saw you pull your phone out of your pocket, it's screen illuminated with a new notification.