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ephemeral-writings · 6 years

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ninety-four; sehun

14. wind

sehun x reader

word count: 1.5k of something that started too long ago and barely got finished now whoops

The bleachers were filled to the brim with students, teachers, and parents alike. Everyone wanted to witness the football championship of SM High. You personally didn’t know a thing about the sport except how to win which was to run the double-pointed end ball to the other side. You weren’t even going to pretend you knew which side was your school running.

But speaking of running, you watched as the players warmed up, some running, others stretching. Player Ninety-four was especially under your radar even while you squeezed through the throngs of spectators to where your best friend was supposedly seated.

“Over here, Y/N!” You spotted Yeseul in the third row to the field, waving you over. Naturally, you checked your vicinity to see if one, was it safe to walk down the steps, and two because you felt his stare. You cursed Yeseul under your breath for shouting your name so loud. No doubt was it a sly tactic to catch his attention.

Oh Sehun, SM High senior football player and co-captain, was staring straight at you. Yeseul had caught wind, courtesy of her boyfriend Kim Minseok, that the stoic jock had taken an interest in you. You hadn’t believed her at first, brushing off the matter since there was no way Oh Sehun would suddenly find you pleasing to the eyes or charming to no end. There was just no way.

However, when you finally reached Yeseul and sat down, you looked up again, and he was still staring at you, as if his eyes had followed you through the whole journey down the metal bleachers. It wasn’t until Minseok in his matching jersey, save for the number ninety-nine etched on his back, ran up to Sehun and clapped him on the back did he look away.

“What was that?” Yeseul gasped. “He was practically undressing you with his eyes!”

An older couple who sat a row in front whipped their heads back, shooting Yeseul a scandalous look.

“Jesus frick, can you not, Seul?” When you agreed to watch the game with her, you were only interested in testing out the theory that someone as hot at Oh Sehun could be interested in you, not for an opportunity for her to embarrass you in front of the whole football team.

It took a bit of convincing to get Yeseul to shut up about your non-existing love life, and focus on her boyfriend on the field. Minseok was a great player as far as you could see. He wasn’t the largest guy but he was agile as heck. You watched as he snuck up on the guy from the opposite who had the ball clutched under his arms, and within seconds, Minseok had him tripping and toppling over. Yeseul was all for cheering for her man at the top of her lungs.

You weren’t going to deny staring at Sehun(he was part of the game, so-- yeah), and you’d be damned if you denied finding him ten thousand times more attractive. It was different than seeing the Oh Sehun in your literature class half-heartedly listen to lectures; different than him sitting in the cafeteria table amongst his teammates, and not bother to engage in their conversations. You had never seen Oh Sehun in his element-- in this element-- in which he’s passionate and driven to win.

You found yourself drooling over his physique that seemed to epitomize that of a football player-- broad shoulders, huge pecs, thick thighs. It was the middle of autumn. Were you really getting hot and bothered right now?

As the scoreboard drew closer and closer, both teams being equally good, every one watched with bated breath as player Eighty-eight from your school ran from 40 left field to the end zone on the right. One of the player from the opposite team was literally head-to-ass chasing him. However, the guy was quickly taken down by Sehun as Eighty-eight successfully made the touchdown. The crowd went roaring. After almost two hours of investing yourself in the sport, you were quick to immerse yourself in cheering along. You screamed until your throat itched.

“C’mon! Let’s go!” Yeseul grabbed your arm and weaved you out of the bleachers, dragging you to God-knows-where.

It was dark, but you picked up the sound of a mass of baritone voices cheering and the noise got clearer the more you walked. Coming to a clearing, the stadium lights blinded you momentarily, and you realized that Yeseul had released you from her grip to run to her boyfriend. Minseok whole-heartedly took her in his arms and spun her around like the princess she was. That didn’t make you feel lonely at all. All the while, all the sweaty boys in uniform couldn’t care less about the couple, and proved so when the captain, you assumed, announced a party at his house.

The mass of sweaty young men produced a evident sound of approval, as well as clangs of shoulder pads hitting against each other as some chest bumped in the air.

“Hey, Seul,” you interrupted, jabbing a thumb over your shoulder. “I’m gonna take off now.”

“What? No! You have to come with us,” she pleaded softly, but her eyes were threatening.

“Yeah, Y/N. And you know who would love you there as well?” Minseok leaned in and grinned at you suggestively. You blushed, but make no acknowledgement to what--- who he was implying.

“It’s cool. I’m a little wiped out after all, that, so I don’t think I can handle a party.” You chuckled weakly to further emphasize your fatigue. It wasn’t particularly something you wanted to spend your Friday night doing, partying with a bunch of people from your school that you don’t even know. Plus, you had a test on Tuesday that you really should be studying for.

“Ugh, fine, killjoy. You owe me a hangout this weekend, okay?” Yeseul idea of hanging out consisted of binge watching shows while painting her nails. You never understood the concept of multitasking, especially when you knew for a fact that Yeseul couldn’t understand a single word the people on screen said without reading the captions. Nevertheless, you gave her your word, and heading off in the direction you came in from. The stadium was already empty of its spectators, and remnants of the events was made obvious from the single custodian who was weaving about the bleachers, picking up the rubbish lousy people had left.

You were nearing the gate when someone’s scuffing of shoes had you turning around. Never would you have guessed that it was Sehun who was approaching you. With a short jog, he eventually stood in front of you, and being that this was the first time you ever had direct interaction with him, you were pleasantly surprised to see how much taller he was than you; you had to crane your neck to stare at the man in the eyes.

“Hey, Y/N, right?” Sehun had to mentally remind himself to come off easy, and pretending he was unsure of your name would surely do the trick.

You, on the other note, was dumbstruck that the Oh Sehun had finally decided to approach you, after what with all the teasing coming from your best friend and her boyfriend slash his teammate that had started just shy of four months ago.

Had it not been for Sehun’s sudden sneeze, you would’ve been caught staring at his handsome face for a second too long. He was doned in a grey hoodie with the school’s logo across his (broad) chest and a pair of black sweats, a combo that should’ve deemed warm enough for the autumn night, but you noted the clumped up strands of hair that stuck to his face and realized his sweat have gone cold from the chill air.

“Bless you,” you offered with a small smile. “And yes, that’s right. Did you needed something, Sehun?”

“No, I don’t. I just...Did you needed company walking home?”

It was quite an odd sight to see the infamous perpetual poker face morph into one of a more boyish nature; Sehun even had the audacity to blush.

“Isn’t there an after-party that requires the captain’s presence?” You chuckled good-naturedly.

“Co-captain, actually, and not really. They’ve had tons of party after a win and I usually bail out, and that never stopped them from partying,” Sehun explained. “Plus, I’m beat, so, yeah.”

“Well, if that’s the case then your presence in walking me home is welcomed.”

Sehun, who had been hanging on your every word, grinned at your witty remark, and glad that you hadn’t rejected his offer. Unfortunately, before he could say something possibly clever back, his nose began to itch again.

“Bless you,” you said, unable to stop the giggles from slipping out.

“Thank you,” Sehun sheepishly scratched his temple.

“How about we stop by the cafe near here, and I buy you a drink as a thank you?”

Sehun was more than happy to oblige, and as you got to learn about Oh Sehun through an autumn trek, you figured your best friend wasn’t entirely crazy, but you were apparently. Crazy.

Crazy for Sehun, and just luckily, he was thoroughly whipped for you.

#okay this isn't even a challenge anymore lmAO #it's just gonna be me sporadically wanting to write and using the words as prompts #okAY???#exo #exo scenarios #sehun #sehun scenario #kpop scenarios #oh sehun #30 day challenge #fluff

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bazzledazzled · 7 years

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“The Girl”

OKAY SO this was requested by @alexfierrno herself based on that prompt where two people hate each other irl but are the bestest friends online. This one is the two of us being in that position soooooo let’s see how this goes!! XD

alexfierrno: (*hugs* How was school?? :D)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (It was alright. That freaking girl was getting on my nerves again…… :p)

alexfierrno: (OH NO!!!! D: what did she do?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (idk anymore. It’s like,,,,, she hates me and I don’t even know why???? I mean like I finally worked up the courage to talk to her, trying to comment on her Percy Jackson shirt and hoping to FINALLY make a friend but she just ignored me)

alexfierrno: (Awwwwww D: *hugs*)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (*hugs back* idk maybe i should just try to find someone else to be friends with it’s just…… idk i feel like maybe we could be friends but she won’t talk to me and I have the WORST social anxiety so…….)

alexfierrno: (*hugs* you get it from me. But I’m sure she’ll come around, or maybe you’ll find someone else. Anyone would be lucky to be your friend :) )

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (*blushes* awwwwww thanks alex *hugs and cookies*)

alexfierrno: (Of course :D)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (So how was your day? :D)

alexfierrno: School.

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: Blah :p

alexfierrno: (Yeah)

alexfierrno: (ANYWAYS! Wanna RP?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (FRICK YES!)

Annnnndd the new girl was staring at her again. Just like she did everyday. They both sat by themselves more often than not, a pile of books beside them to be read as soon as they finished their lunch. They never contributed to the loud noise of the lunch room, not really saying a word to much of anyone throughout the whole day. And every single day, the girl would eat her food, her expression far off as she daydreamed about something, and every so often, she would pull her mind away from whatever dreams she had, and look at Alex, looking more confused than anything.

None of it made sense to Alex as she pretended not to notice, wondering what the girl could want from her, the girl who hardly seemed to talk to anyone. So, of course, when the girl came up to her during lunch, she freaked out.

She was reading a book, trying to block out the world like one does, when she heard someone speak.

“Umm.... Is it okay if I sit here?” the girl asked, sounding hesitant and shy. Peaking slightly over her book, Alex looked at the girl with her long blonde hair pulled up into two buns at the top of her head that seemed at the edge of falling apart in a black Supernatural t-shirt and Ravenclaw cardigan. For a moment, Alex’s attention went to the girl she talked to everyday after school who said she always wore her Ravenclaw sweater, even if it was too hot for it. Then, she was dragged away from them as the girl cleared her throat.

Panicking, Alex continued to stare at her book, scared to try and talk to her. The girl, seeing that her presence wasn’t welcome, turned away, a strand of hair falling loose as she did. For a moment, Alex swore she saw the shine of tears in her eyes.

alexfierrno: (Candy you there?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (OH MY GODS IM SO SORRY I WAS TALKING WITH MY MOM AND THEN SHE YELLED AT ME IM SORRY!!!)

alexfierrno: (OH NO WHAT HAPPENED? D:)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (It’s nothing.... she’s just mad that I haven’t made a friend yet and I kinda..... broke down....)

alexfierrno: (AWWWW CHILD!!! *hugs*)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (*hugs back* thanks. I think it’s just been harder to socialize lately because I keep worrying that the same thing that happened with that girl will happen again)

alexfierrno: (Awww kiddo *hugs* it’s alright. I don’t know why that girl ignored you, but I promise not everyone’s like that. You’ll find your friend soon enough)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (Thanks alex *hugs* I’m glad I have you.)

alexfierrno: (Me too, kiddo. Me too.)

Today was a crappy day, Candy thought to herself as she opened up her laptop and pulled out her headphones to listen to Hamilton. Everyone kept saying that as you get more and more used to a place it would feel more and more like home, but that was a lie. Every day she spent in that school seemed to make her feel even further away from home as she silently plotted murder on each and every one of the kids in her grade, annoyed with all of them, if that was possible. Then there’s freaking state testing coming up and her science teacher WILL NOT GIVE THEM A BREAK, sending her home with a packet of science homework, half of which she doesn’t understand BECAUSE SHE WASN’T FREAKING HERE FOR HALF OF THE YEAR. She wanted nothing more to crunch the flute into a tiny metal ball and run it over with a truck and she still didn’t have any friends. On top of it all, Alex wasn’t online.

Sighing, she opened Tumblr, wondering if it would make her day remarkably better or make it even worse. That was the thing about it. It was always a game with Tumblr, sometimes you could read the best fanfiction and get the best fan art and loads of the sweetest messages that make you put the laptop down and squeal into a pillow, and sometimes it leaves you feeling more alone than ever as you see posts that hit a little too close to home and stare longingly at an empty ask box, wondering why you waste your life screaming into the void that is Tumblr.

It was going okay so far, she found a few good Percy Jackson posts and cried over an angsty snowbaz fic and she found a few people willing to talk to her, even though she had no idea why. Everything was going fine..... until she found a picture, burried in the depths of her dash.

It took a bit for it it load, the picture staying grey for a long time as the dots moved across the screen, frantically trying to fulfill her demands with the horrible internet connection. Usually she would scroll past it without a second thought, but what caught her eye was the caption.

“Here is a totally uncalled for selfie of me....” the caption read. Taking a closer look, she saw that the blogger who posted the picture was none other that Alex.

She waited for the picture to load, beyond curious of how the caring, motherly, girl looked in real life, and if she was anything Candy pictured her to be (although she always just saw her as her profile picture......).

Finally, after long, agonizing moments, the picture loaded, and Candy had to look away for a second, not really trusting her eyes.

But no, when she looked back at the screen, the girl was till staring back at her, an unsure smile on her face...... and the girl she has been trying to become friends with for the past two months.

“Wait..... what?” Almost as if on cue, she heard the familiar ring of a notification. It was from Alex.

alexfierrno: (HEYYYY!!! :D)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (Alex?)

alexfierrno: (Yes?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll sent a photo

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (is this you?)

alexfierrno: (Yeah, why?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (HOLY SCHNITZEL)

alexfierrno: (What?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (Wait hold on a sec)

alexfierrno: (Okay???)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll sent a photo

alexfierrno: (Wait.... is this you?)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (Yeah....)

alexfierrno: (OH MY GOSH)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (YEAH)

alexfierrno: (Oh wow)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (Yup)

alexfierrno: (We are so stupid)

theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (yes very much)

When the two girls walked into school the next morning, they practically ran to each other, embracing the other in a tight hug.

“I feel so stupid,” Candy says, letting go. Alex laughs.

“We both were.”

I feel like that was confusing but ANYWAYS enjoy!! :DD

#candy writes #alexfierrno #theinsidiouscinnamonroll #there is nothing else to tag this as like srsly #internet friends

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