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“Unnie how are you so good with your sword!! Teach me some more!” Jihye throws a fit,
Chatter goes around, everyone’s enjoying themselves.
“Baseball was horrible… I can’t do this !!” Hyunsung groans in agony.
“Ah, I think you guys should visit band, we have a concert this month!” Sangah puts forth,
Everyone sure is energetic about their clubs..
“Hey Dokja-ya, what club are you in..?” Sangah asks, noticing the boys quite tone.
“Uh… I’m not in any—“
“WHAT! Ahjussi how come your not in any? Even Namwoon is in one!” Jihye blurts.
“You should join Kumdo with me and Jihye!” Heewon confidently proposes, knowing Kim Dokja can barely even hold a sword.
“Ah… I’m not really to into clubs..” Kim Dokja sighs,
“You know ahjussi, maybe we can choose one for you!” Jihye makes sure everyone can hear, and the group begins pondering on something that would work.
“If there was a reading club he would have to go.. the closest thing is writing, though I’m not sure that’ll work..” Hyunsung sounds out,
“Hm, photographing? Oh! Or maybe he can join band with me!” Sangah proposes bubbly,
“Kim Dokja! I’ll bring a list of the clubs! And choose one, alright, be right back!” Heewon rushes, as everyone seems rather excited to choose the fate of the unwilling stunned boy.
When did I ever agree!!
The group search through the long compiled list of clubs, hoping to find one that matches Kim Dokjas bland ideas.
“Hm…. This ahjussi sure is boring… what do you even do by yourself?” Jihye honestly asks, but gets elbowed by Heewon, grunting.
“I don’t think there’s anything on here for me, if I had to chose, I would chose something easy and useful..” Kim Dokja is halfway through leaving, as everyone else is about to give up too, when suddenly, everyone is stopped by the defined words of Sangah.
“Then what about cooking club? It’s practical and I heard useful, great, right!” She smiles, eyes happy in thought and idea. (Bless her heart.)
“That actually sounds perfect! Maybe Kim Dokjas can be a house husband!” Heewon giggles alongside Jihye.
Everyone blurts proposals about cooking club for Kim Dokja, coming up with odd ideas, as the boy himself stares at a blank wall, pondering the unanimous decision for himself that he had no part of.
That’s not so bad…
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Later that day,
A gloomy morning for a gloomy boy, he forgot that clubs are so long after school, and dreads the fact that he can’t just stay at the dorms and binge read.
This better be worth it..
Kim Dokjas groans as he walks to the cooking club and slowly opens the door,
The aroma of the room already feels like it’s been baked in, a young lady is wearing mittens, placing a cake inside the oven. She quickly notices Kim Dokja and smiles,
“Welcome! You must be new, take a seat next to that counter,” A warm voice encapsulates him, a beautiful girl with long white hair, and white features to match that.. a nice delicate frame, and a beautiful smile that reminds him of Sangah.
He nods his head and walks on over, the class hasn’t started yet, but he can tell he’s the odd one out already based on the amount of girls in the kitchen based room.
Kim Dokja overhears a conversation while he was lost in thought about his already regrettable decision, he nosily brings his ear closer.
“I heard that he was in this club!! I’m so excited…” One of the girls whisper with glee,
“He’s kind of scary, but from afar he’s the perfect man to admire!” Another grins as they both giggle.
Kim Dokja loses attention as he supposes it’s non of his concern.. though, his opinion quickly changes when the door swings open,
People stare in awe, while many faces turn bright red. Kim Dokja groans and just based on everyone’s facial reaction knows exactly who it is.
Why is HE in cooking club..!
The, yet again, beautiful boy walks past the clubs door, Yoo Joonghyuk is hard to forget..
“It’s him!”
“I want him to sit next to us..!”
“I heard him and Lee Seolhwa were dating!”
Voices quickly ring out across the room,
rumors spread like light speed, but Kim Dokja suppose some of them are true.
Seolhwa and Joonghyuk must be dating..it only makes sense!
But Kim Dokjas reasoning is cut off from his thoughts when the large body suddenly sits right next to….
Him..
His frame still looks nice and tall as he sits, his large arms make for a perfect..
W-what am I thinking..
Kim Dokja quickly brushes off his words and sighs, as the beauty stares daggers into him.
Great… someone… please help me!!
His torture is temporarily cut short when Seolhwa warmly addresses the class.
“Hello everyone! I’m substituting as a student teacher for this club today, I know a thing or two about baking, so don’t worry about my experience!” Lee Seolhwa quickly catches the attention of everyone in the class,
many talk about the beautiful medical prodigy in front of them, some look in jealousy, and admiration.
Everyone puts on their aprons, and so does Kim Dokja, as he realizes how funny they fit on Joonghyuk, holding in a laugh he sees that his own fit in the female apron is perfect… which says a lot about his… build…turning his humor at Joonghyuk into jealousy..
Now, they all prepare for cooking, as Kim Dokja is somehow already behind. She begins her lecture on how to bake a bundt cake…. Even though Kim Dokjas can barely microwave noodles, he is actually able to—sorta—follow along with Lee Seolhwas simple instructions after a couple of minutes of class.
Though Kim Dokja believes he could be following along better if it weren’t for the scary aura of the beast next to him.
I pray this isn’t TWSA Joonghyuk, if that’s the case, I must be first on his murder list! Ah, but, it would be… so cool if he wa—
Kim Dokja almost screams when his hand slips from the cake batter mixing and he spills his bowl, and in a domino effect, the man’s batter next to him falls to, all over—
Fuck…
I can’t tell if I’m suppose to laugh or cry..
The class pauses for a hot second, and stare widely at Kim Dokja.
“I-I-I I’m so sorry…!” Kim Dokja repeatedly apologies as he quickly picks both the bowls up.. the victim of his clumsiness is the one and only Yoo Joonghyuk. (Including himself, which he completely ignores.)
To Kim Dokjas shock, the guy grunts as he helps pick up the mixer that’s dirtied by the floor for him. Surprisingly not looking all that pissed about his progress being ruined, and his clothes now soiled.. Kim Dokja grabs a few towels and offers a few to Joonghyuk as he proceeds to clean the floor and himself a bit, his heart is now in his throat, flustered and absolutely humiliated by the commotion his idiocy caused.. and just the person who was the victim of it was…
“Oh no!.. it’s alright, mistakes happen!” Seolhwa reassures Kim Dokja with comforting words, pausing class for a few minutes so that they can get changed from the messy accident, as she offers to clean the rest like a true angel.
Now Kim Dokja is left in a changing room… with the most attractive man he can think of… avoiding the impossible of eye contact on the mans—
If god is real, please kill me.
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Kim Dokja is now in the worst position, side by side in the locker room to Joonghyuk, alone— trying his best to control his temptation to take a peak at the guys admirable body. He tries to change as fast as possible, but almost slips from the process of this.
The awkward tension is enough to make his skin crawl, he slightly turns to see if Joonghyuks face is in anyway bothered, but only catches wind of his damned cool toned expression.. now hoping he could read this god damn beasts mind.
Is this just weird for me or what..!
Kim Dokja quickly composures himself after realizing he’s bright red, he closes the locker door in a fresh new outfit, and is prepared to sprint out…
But, a small ounce of guilt is slowly eating at him… something in him, with a new found confidence, wants to more sincerely apologize for the sheer annoyance he’s been.
He bites at his lips and while Joonghyuk is done changing he stops him by gently placing a hand on Joonghyuks rock solid arm to grab his attention—Joonghyuk slowly turns his face back.
“I.. I want to apologize again.. I’m sorry for ruining—“
“It doesn’t matter.” The stern voice interrupts,
The end.
Huh..
He didn’t even let me finish!! This asshole!
“Even if it doesn’t… I still want to..” He tries again,
“Don’t make it any more of a problem than it already was, it happend.” He completely ignores Kim Dokjas puzzeled looking face, as he now fully turns to face the smaller, and now agitated, boy.. Kim Dokja feels his face scowling.
Kim Dokja in responds to the unusual situation tightens his weak grip on Joonghyuks arm.
“Just let me properly—!”
“Why should you apologize for something so miniscule.” Again,
“Why are you doing that!” Back and forth they bicker for a now obsolete reason.
Joonghyuks eyebrows furrow, and his words become much shorter and foolish—Kim Dokja is now just straight up monologuing, while still trying his best to apologize. In such a weird social situation, the two are now getting louder, and more annoyed, by the second…
They argue as if their life’s depend on it…
Kim Dokjas tries to lean in closer as the floor starts to feels slippery.
“It’s the past.. quit making such a big deal out of this..” Joonghyuk pushes Kim Dokjas hand off him and huffs. Kim Dokja shuts his eyes and lividity in a fit of confusion shouts,
“UGH! I’M JUST TRYING TO APOLOGI—
AH!”
The unbalanced Kim Dokja suddenly trips and falls forward, taking with him the unknowing, and irritated, Joonghyuk,
THUMP.
Kim Dokjas hands feel around as he opens his eyes to the scene he has yet again caused..
“S-sorry—You didn’t hit your head to hard.. right?..”
His face is awkward and he flatly smiles, trying to retain some composure as the larger body is under his—Kim Dokjas hands loosely grapple Joonghyuks tight shirt as they lay in a graceless position. Joonghyuks eyes have a new fixed anger, his eyebrows furrow, and his face flushes with….embarrassment..
“Pfft!“ Kim Dokja accidentally lets out,
I didn’t know his face could do that!—
“Shut up!” Joonghyuks voice is now vicious, he’s had enough with the foolish boy-
He flips the roles around and turns Kim Dokja to the ground with ease,
“Eep!” Kim Dokja reacts with a squeal, and quickly tries to shuffle his hand and body around to try and escape the heavy Joonghyuk, to this attempt, Joonghyuk pins Kim Dokjas arms above his head.
“Why are you so persistent!” He shouts,
“You didn’t have to apologize! Are you some priest! Are you trying to make up for something or what…Quit it!” He stays firm as Kim Dokja squirms.
Joonghyuk though quickly stops yelling when he realizes the facial expression of Kim Dokja is frightened.
“L-let go!” He stutters,
“S-sorr—“ Suddenly, before the hypocrite can apologize and move off the teared up boy, a familiar voice barges in.
“WHO KEEPS ON YELLING IN HERE? WHATS ALL THE COMMOT-“ The rowdy Jihye yanks the door open, with one wood sword on her waist, seemingly right after her Kumdo club. She pauses mid sentence to the contextually misleading scene..
“M-master! An-and…A-ahjussi..EEEK!” Jihye flushes red and runs out of the changing room as fast as she came in.
“Jihye come back!” Kim Dokja shoves Joonghyuk off, and pathetically tries to go after her. Hanging onto the door frame as Joonghyuk slowly gets up, not moving an inch forward.
Damn it! That brat is going to assume I was..!
…..
The disheveled man behind Kim Dokja then laughs—which seems impossible— but he is..
“You’re as red as a squid..” he comments..
Kim dokjas eyes twitch as he barges out of the changing room and halts for just a second to make one last complaint.
“This is your fault you asshole!”
“W-wait!” Joonghyuk reaches his had out then quickly retracts it.
“I never got to ask that familiar guy for his name..”
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Still in the the cooking class..
“When are they coming back Seolhwa-ya… just start the lesson!!”
“What did I say about being patient! They’ll come back….eventually…”