《p1harmony files》first date III. | Soul, Jongseob
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!references to first time meeting!
Soul:
Your classes had already ended and you were waiting for Soul in front of his locker when the bell rang for the last time that day. Everyone ran out of their classrooms but Soul never showed up, even after ten minutes of standing there like an idiot.
You could only imagine two types of scenarios and neither would have been good for your nerves.
Soul might have been killed by your fellow students or he might already have made some new friends. You knew the second option was an amazing thing, but you didn't want to hear anything from the teachers about you losing the new kid in only one day.
"Where the hell did he go?"you mumbled to yourself.
Most of the time, you enjoyed being in the school in the afternoon. With all the sunlight breaking through the windows and painting the hallways with bright oranges and yellows, you felt like you were in a high school drama.
After fifteen minutes you decided to go look for him. You promised to show him around after all and you started to get worried. "He might be lost."you thought to yourself.
Why were you always thinking about the worst thing, honestly?
You walked through the hallway only to find him still in the classroom. He was sitting at a table with his notes infront of him. He seemed to be struggling really hard, sticking out his tongue a little bit. Half of his hair was up in a cute ponytail but the rest of it was travelling freely all around his confused face. You couldn't help thinking about how adorable and good he looked.
"Hey! Need some help?"you sat down next to him, patting his shoulder.
"Oh, hi. I was just trying to figure out some words."he smiled awkwardly. "Were you waiting for me?"
"Not that long."you shook your head and looked at his notes, then grabbed a pencil and wrote down the japanese meanings of the words he was struggling with.
"Shall we go now?"
You showed him around the school after picking up his stuff from his locker. He was amazed, especially after seeing the P.E. room and the backyard.
"Do you think you memorized everything enough?"you asked as you two walked out of the building and started to head towards your favorite place that sold french fries, as you promised to Soul that morning.
"I tried."
"So I don't need to hold your hand anymore."you started to joke around.
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"I wouldn't mind though."you caught his gaze but you immediately turned your head away.
"Were the others nice to you?"you threw a random question at him, hoping that it would make you forget about what he just told you. And of course, you were curious about his day.
"They didn't really talk to me."
You walked through the most peaceful area of the town, and also the most beautiful during this time. The weather was a little bit windy but still quite warm, and the trees already started to get rid of their colorful leaves. The ground was covered in them. You blushed because you thought this scenery was so romantic and atmospheric but also felt a little bit weird. Soul and you met on that day for the first time. "You're so weird."you thought to yourself.
"But at least that way they couldn't be mean."he continued when he noticed you got lost in your own world for a few seconds. He smiled, but you could feel the disappointment behind it.
"It will change, I promise."you turned around and walked backwards to face him.
"They'll soon realise what they're missing out of."
"I hope so. I don't want to end up with zero friends."
"Hey, you already have one!"you exclaimed, pushing his shoulder lightly.
His eyes widened for a second then he reached out to your hand and pulled you closer to him. You were so shocked that you forgot to breath but then you saw a man walking past you. Soul just saved you from bumping into him.
"Oh my god. Look where you're going."he laughed, then picked a red leaf from the ground and gave it to you.
"Here, this is for our...friendship then."he smiled softly before you both bursted out laughing.
You finally took him to the small restaurant and ordered one big serving of french fries for both of you.
He immediately fell in love with the place, he even complimented your taste in decoration since you told him how much you liked the colors and the posters all over the wall.
You promised Soul that you would help him with his homework that weekend and help him to learn more of your language. He was so thankful that he asked you to go on another "potato-date" with him later.
"Keeho, I swear to God..."you mumbled to yourself while you were waiting at your neighbour's house that afternoon.
He opened the door eventually and let you inside the house.
"Aren't your parents home?"you asked him as you looked around the house. You were pretty sure that he didn't mention what he wanted and you started to get a little bit scared.
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"No, they went out tonight. Did you bring the stuff?"
"Gosh, you're talking about the snacks as if it was a part of our mafia business."you rolled your eyes.
"It's more exciting that way."he cheered, then started to pour the chips and the cookies into different bowls.
"Why did you want me here?"you dropped yourself onto the couch. You felt comfortable since you had spent your whole childhood in that house.
"Oh it's for a good reason. I wanted to play games."he smiled brightly then sat down on the ground in front of the small table.
"Couldn't you just invite your friends?"you laughed.
"You're my friend too."he stood up and gave you a tight hug which made you throw a disgusted expression at him.
"I invited them too though."
"Who did you..."
You couldn't finish your sentence. The door bursted open and two boys entered the living room. You recognised Intak and Jongseob immediately and blushed a little bit as soon as you remembered your birthday party that your parents prepared for you a few weeks ago. You met Jongseob multiple times after that but Keeho's friend group was always there too.
You saw Intak pushing the orange-haired boy in your direction while he sat down next to Keeho. Jongseob had no choice but to squeeze himself next to you on the small couch. You felt those goddamn goosebumps as his knee and yours were rubbed together.
"Guys, we should make teams."Intak motioned.
"I'll be with Intak."Keeho screamed out loud before anyone could say anything.
"Guess we're a team then."Jongseob pushed your shoulder playfully.
You guys started to play the game that Keeho choose and after hours of screaming and swearing at each other you and Jongseob finally ended up beating Keeho and Intak in your favorite game.
"We really did beat your asses, didn't we?"Jongseob bragged about your win.
"We're the best team."you shaked Keeho's shoulders which he laughed off immediately. Normally, he would have said something rude back but this time you could tell something was up with him and Intak too.
"I better get going now. Have fun guys."you started to stand up but Intak reached your hand and pushed you back onto the couch.
"Do you really have to go home?"Jongseob asked quietly. "You want to leave me here with these two?"he whispered.
"Hey, we heard everything!"Keeho complained.
"I know."Jongseob nodded.
"Let's watch that movie you told me about."Intak turned to Keeho.
The boys convinced you to stay so you called your parents and told them you're spending the night at Keeho's house. They didn't mind at all since you did this a lot recently when the boys invited you over to play games.
Keeho put on a movie you weren't really sure about because you haven't heard about it yet but according to Jongseob it was some kind of science-fiction. You trusted them with it anyways, but soon it turned out you shouldn't have.
The movie was so boring, at least to you, that you noticed your head was falling back on the couch multiple times but once you fell asleep for a longer time.
When you opened your eyes next time, you noticed that all of the lights were turned off and the movie had already ended. Intak and Keeho were sleeping on the floor with biscuits and chips around them.
You didn't know how you drifted off but as you started to get a little bit more awake, you also felt an arm wrapped around your shoulders. Your heart skipped a beat when you realised you fell asleep on Jongseob but you still had no energy to move any parts of your body.
"Hey, you awake?"he whispered.
"Yeah, no."you shook your head and buried your face into the blanket that Keeho brought for you when you started to watch the movie.
Someone might have tucked you in with it.
"Go back to sleep."he rubbed your hand softly.
You tried to move away from him but he wrapped his arms around you even more to make you stay like that.
"It's comfortable, don't ruin it."he rested his chin on your shoulder.
You could feel his soft breath on your neck and couldn't get over the fact that he was acting so sweet towards you.
It didn't feel weird to fall asleep with Jongseob like this. You had no reason to be uncomfortable around him and you were too tired to think about the next day. Your eyes started to get heavier while you were listening to his heartbeat getting a little bit slower too, and you both fell asleep after a few minutes.
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