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You're not entirely sure when you've become so fond of Lee Donghyuck.
Since he met you at the library, it's safe to say life has been weird. You study together, eat lunch together and honestly, you enjoy his company that you hang out with him everyday. He even comes around your dorms to study, play Roblox or busy yourselves with a Marvel movie marathon. You think though, everything seems too good to be true. In three months, he's become your person. You try to avoid what people are saying about him and you, and how he's probably using you to get the highest grade in your shared economics major, how he's probably willing to sleep with the nerdy, saint good girl virgin to taint your name. You try not to listen to your name being talked behind your back, you try not to listen to the warnings because they're not true. In three months, Haechan offers to pay for your lattes and gifts you Hello Kitty merchandise because they remind him of you.
You think with whatever happens after your three months honeymoon phase with Lee Donghyuck, you know you'll stay with him.
Today, Haechan's absent from your class on market design, and you've sent him a message to let him know you can catch up together at your dorm. Though, with class being dismissed, you frown when you see your message hasn't even been read by Haechan. You sighed and got your things together, walking out of the business building to find yourself some lunch before you go back to your dorm.
"Hi, sunshine,"
You hear a voice and you jump, turning around and clutching your folder to your chest at the sight of Haechan. "Ah, you scared me,"
You quirk a brow when he shyly puts forward what's in his hands. "I uh, I couldn't make it to class today because.." He stuttered, pausing, inhaling the scent of the bouquet of flowers in front of him. You hold back a smile, taking the bouquet of white and pink roses, accompanied by purple and pink hydrangeas. "I was busy.. Finding this for you. And I did wake up late on accident since I've been nervous to ask you out since last night,"
"Oh," You blushed. "T-Thank you..." You smile, wondering how adorable he must have looked, dressed in all-black whilst carrying pink flowers.
"I wanted to know if you.. were free to go on a date?"
"A... date?" You peeped, gripping on the flowers. "You.. want to—"
"Yes, I.. would love to," What a stuttering mess you are, Lee Donghyuck, Haechan thought, "I mean, of course you don't have to.. But I've really loved getting to know you, and I think it wouldn't hurt if we tried a step further.."
"If I say no, will it hurt your ego?"
Haechan placed his palm over his heart. "It'll be permanently bruised, sunshine."
"I'd love to go on a date with you, Lee Donghyuck."
He widely smiled at you, he practically swoons, and you returned a smile back, hiding your blushing face behind the bouquet. He swears fireworks go off behind you when you say yes, and he comes closer to hug you. "I got us food," He held up a plastic bag, "And I wanted to take you to a picnic by the riverside. I planned it last night," He sheepishly mentioned.
"You're so sweet," You chuckled as he takes your folder from your hands and then gets your tote bag, wearing it on his shoulder.
"Uh, surprise, by the way," Haechan coughed, stepping to the side to reveal his motorcycle. You gasped when you see his typical black helmet sitting on there, but this time accompanied with a baby pink helmet. "I know you hate Haechan Jr.," You laughed when he referred to his motorcycle, "And you always tell me how dangerous it is, and I'm aware, but I promise I'll always come home safely to you, and I'm promising today because it marks our first date together. You don't have to ride today, I'm happy to drive your car, I just think we could experience it together, and maybe for our peace of mind, we can start riding together. I'll keep you safe and comfortable always first though,"
"Hyuck," You whispered, cooing, "I'd be honoured. You're so cute," You pinched his cheek, in awe that he manages to always think of you first. For the first date, it's the biggest, grandest gesture you've ever experienced. "Thank you."
He places your things in his rear trunk and helps you put your baby pink helmet on, watching how you scrunch your nose. "You look hot, I look silly," You pout as he places the face shield over your face.
"I look hot?"
"Don't flatter yourself," You and Haechan laugh.
"You look beautiful either way," He pecks the forehead of your helmet and your heart is quite literally thumping against your chest. He places his helmet over his and he helps you hop onto his motorcycle. "Are you comfortable, sunshine?" You let out a yes, as he revs the engine. You don't pay attention to the people definitely staring, only hearing his voice. "Hold on for me, okay? I won't go fast,"
"You're saying you go above the limit?"
"No, of course not, but I don't want you to worry about going fast." Haechan feels how you place your hands on his waist shyly, and he places his hands on top of yours to guide your arms around his waist to hold onto him tighter. "Just relax for me, sunshine, okay? But tell me if you want me to slow down."
Haechan's motorcycle ride is exhilarating.
You feel a weight off your shoulders when he helps you get off the bike, feeling a pump of adrenaline through your veins. You squealed here and there and tighten your grip on his waist that he laughs at your reactions, and he tells you to place your head on his shoulders or back and simply relax. And you do.
You and Haechan have your hands intertwined as you both walk to the riverside and you quite literally think you could kiss him right there and then. The view is beautiful: the river glistening underneath the moonlight, accompanied by subtle swaying trees and pretty flowers alongside the majestic, cascading of the river. You see the picnic basket and the blanket already laid out and Haechan nudges you when he catches you staring.
"Is it okay?"
"I love it," You said, dragging him by the hand as you both sit down. "Ah, don't forget I'm going to be mad at you because you skipped class this morning,"
He laughed at you. "I'm sure you can forgive me when I feed you some cherries, sweetness."
He opens the picnic basket and takes out the food whilst you unwrap the takeout he surprised you at campus with earlier, and you think you couldn't have had a better first date.
The birds are chirping when Haechan opens a container of cherries as he winks at you, taking the stems off and begins feeding you. You moan happily, satisfied at the sweet taste hitting your tongue as Haechan throws one into his mouth, admiring to savour the fresh flavour of the fruit. "You really didn't have to do this for me, Hyuck."
"I wanted to," He starts, "I think if I kept delaying asking you out on a date, the guys would kill me,"
You giggle. "The guys?"
Haechan nodded, "They've been pushing me for three weeks now. I still wanted to make it special, I'm not sure how I pulled it off and managed to pull you," You shove his shoulder at his cute comment, "I had Jisung and Chenle set up the picnic while I picked you back at campus." He leans forward while you praise him for doing a good job, placing a hair behind your ear, and the gesture makes your heart beat. He then leans onto his side, propping from his elbow, his chin on palm and staring at you with love.
"I'm happy with you," You suddenly admitted, watching Haechan's brows quirk in curiosity, "You're like.. a breath of fresh air,"
He smiled as he leant over, your hand offering to feed him some pineapple slices from the fruit platter. "I feel the happiest with you." He adds.
"I think for two very different people, we click pretty well," You said and you both laughed together, "I just.. You aren't interested in someone else? There's so many girls who'd fall on their knees just to be with you and—"
"You're overthinking," Haechan shook his head, his free hand finding yours, "Don't. I only have eyes for you, Y/N. I couldn't care less about anyone else, and I don't see anyone else but you in my life, since I met you." You felt his hand squeeze yours, "Don't listen to what others say about us, alright? You know that I'm yours,"
Your cheeks heat at that. "Okay, Hyuck."
"You a little cold, sunshine?" Haechan asked, sitting up and taking his leather jacket off, propping it onto your shoulders when he sees you shiver from the breeze.
Never in a million years you thought you would associate with a boy like him. Let alone, wearing his leather jacket that smells like him: floral, woody, aromatic, and although your expression deadpans when you could smell the residual scent of cigarettes, you find yourself blushing further at his affection. "Y/N Y/L/N in a leather jacket, that's new," Haechan winked at you, the harsh, black leather contrasting against your pink and white checkered skirt. "Bet you'd be causing controversy when you're seen with my jacket."
You snort at his observation, yet your heart sinks at the thought. You knew your relationship with him could turn more heads, more eyes and more snarky judgments towards your way.
"Keep the jacket."
"Hm?" You asked, stunned.
"Keep my jacket. You look better in it, anyway."
He says it confidently, but what you don't know is how loud his pulse is against his ears and how his hands are shaking. Since he met you, he's only ever known to be nervous.
He likes it though, and he likes how your cheeks seem to flush at everything he says. And he thinks he could get used to this.