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School has never been one of Haruto’s favorite things, nor has he ever been strong in it. He would say he’s an average student, doesn’t always get the best grades but never anything below a D-.
One of the main reasons why he doesn’t excel as much in school is because of the work. All the essays and notes and project have never appealed to him, and if he isn’t passionate about them it was even harder to do with a purpose.
Especially with his writing class. He thought if he took it, he would improve with his writing skills. Boy was he wrong because the kind of writing they do isn’t what he expected. Instead, he’s expected to write even more essays. He really does regret choosing this class, and he hates going to it.
Everyday he walks in there, he sighs and rolls his eyes, and today is no different. He walks into the class, sighs, rolls his eyes, and plops down in his seat, shoulders slumped. He isn’t expecting to do anything exciting, and is just waiting for the class to be over already.
Once everyone was settled, an assignment was passed out to them from their teacher. The teacher briefly explained the instructions before letting them go to work on their own. Haruto skimmed over the paper and re-read the directions since he wasn’t paying attention. The words on the paper read:
“List some of the things that come to mind when you think of the word love.”
Junkyu.
Haruto blinks, over and over. What kind of question is this? He tries to think—
Junkyu.
..Nothing comes to mind.. nothing—
Junkyu.
What the hell Haruto? He asks himself, Since when was he someone who you associated love with? Since when did you love—
Junkyu.
He lets out a big sigh, rubbing his face aggressively. He really has no clue why he’s thinking of Junkyu’s name, and why he’s thinking of him when it comes to love. Still, it was his only answer. Nothing else came to mind.
“Junkyu.” he mumbled, “Junkyu..”
“Haruto!”
Haruto took a pause in his steps and turned to see who was calling his name. Though, he could already figure it out by the voice alone. To him, Junkyu’s voice stood out the most and was the most memorable.
“Hyung, what’s up?” He responded. He was just making his way towards his studio, so he thought maybe Junkyu would want to come along.
Junkyu, with that cute dorky smile of his, approached him. “Nothing! Well, I just wanted to hang out, if that’s ok with you?” He nudged him playfully. Haruto just shrugged, and to Junkyu, that meant yes.
Not once has Haruto ever declined Junkyu’s request to hang out, no matter how busy he was, or how late it would be, or where they would be. Often times, they would choose to be in the dorms or in Haruto’s studio since Junkyu isn’t one to go out anywhere. That didn’t bother Haruto, not at all. Nothing about Junkyu bothered him, nothing could ever.
First thing when they entered the room,
“I love you!”
Haruto instantly whipped around to face Junkyu, who’s expression was beaming with happiness. While his was full of shock and confusion. “What?”
Junkyu’s face dropped. “I said what I said. You heard me, right?”
Right, Haruto did indeed hear him. How could he miss something like that leaving Junkyu’s mouth. Only a phrase you hear partner’s tell their lovers. “Yeah, I heard you but.. why?” Haruto asked, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
“Because… um, actually, I don’t know..” Now it was Junkyu’s turn to be awkward. His cheeks slightly flared up into a red-ish color and he tugged at his hoodie sleeves. “I just wanted to tell you, it’s true!”
A heartbeat so loud Haruto swore Junkyu was capable of hearing it pounding away in his chest. So intense that he was nearly out of breath. Some fluttery-like feeling appeared in his stomach. All while his inner self was freaking out and malfunctioning, his outer shell remained nonchalant. Haruto wasn’t quite sure what was happening with himself.
They keep staring at each other until Haruto broke the tension by chuckling and shaking his head.
“I love you too.”
The reason Junkyu came into Haruto’s mind is because he’s the only thing he knows he loves. He loves Junkyu.
The school bell rang, indicating that class was over and it was time to go to the next. Haruto quickly scribbled down Junkyu’s name on the sheet and turned it into the teacher. The teacher gave him a weird look since he really only wrote down one thing, while other students filled up the whole page.
The end of the day came and Haruto made his way home as fast as he could.
Sitting face to face, Junkyu and Haruto had met up. The text Haruto sent to him was ‘Please meet me at my place. It’s important.’ It kind of sent Junkyu into a panic, thinking Haruto was hurt or in danger, but was relieved once he saw there was not a scratch on him.
“Hyung..” Haruto started. He didn’t want to stall or waste time, he had to get straight to the point. Junkyu gave him a slight nod and a kind smile, showing Haruto that he had his attention. “So, um.. I guess earlier today I sort of… um… figured out..”
Haruto has no clue why he was starting it like this. He shook his head and tried again. “Junkyu hyung, I love you.” He said, looking right into his eyes. Junkyu broke into a beaming smile. “I love you too Ruto!”
“Ah, no, I mean.. well yes but— um.. I mean I love you. Romantically. Like a lover.” Haruto watched as Junkyu’s shiny smile faltered, and he started to panic. “I-I it’s ok if you don’t— yknow— feel the same I just wanted to let you know—“
The grin came right back up on Junkyu’s face. “Haruto.” He called out, grabbing his arm gently. This made Haruto pause and look at him. “It’s ok, because I love you, romantically, too.”
That is what Haruto wanted to hear, right? Right. So what does he do now? “Ah.. ok.. good..?” He’s not very experienced with love or romance or confessions, but he’s giving his best try with Junkyu. Junkyu giggled and scoot closer to him. “Yes, good. Let’s be boyfriends, yeah?” He proposed all too casually. Haruto blushed way too much than was probably expected. But can you blame him? He’s about to get his first boyfriend.
He then nodded. “Yeah.. yeah, we are boyfriends.” Haruto didn’t expect Junkyu to bounce up slightly and leave a quick peck on his kiss. “Good! You’re mine!” Junkyu declared, now hugging and hanging off of him, which made Haruto whine but they both know he absolutely loves it.
Haruto is happy that he finally realized his true feelings for Junkyu. All thanks to an assignment in the class he hates the most. Love = Junkyu. Junkyu only.
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