written by: 🥺
[14:04] your last class of the day was just about to start when yang jeongin, your seat mate, leaned over and tapped you on the shoulder, asking if he could copy your homework. again.
sighing, you retrieved your homework out of your bag and placed it in front of him. "don't make it look too obvious."
"i never do. you know that i'm a master of disguise, y/n."
"yeah, sure," you retaliated. "changing the order of a couple of words in a sentence doesn't make it less obvious that you copied."
he squinted and stuck his tongue out at you.
"i better get a reward for this," you grumbled.
at the end of the class, you were just walking out of the door when someone grabbed your bag, holding you back. you turned to face jeongin. he stared at you blankly, to which you gave a expectant nod.
"yes?"
"why are you leaving?"
you paused. what was wrong with this kid? "because it's the end of the day and i want to go home," you replied, matter-of-factly. "why? do you sleep on the desks overnight?"
"no! and i know, i just thought you might want your reward." a moment of silence as you blinked in confusion. "you know, for helping me."
"oh, okay. go ahead."
you held out your hands to him, expecting sweet treats, or money, or something of the likes to be placed generously in your palms.
you received nothing of the sort.
instead, a warm hand grasped your own, and before you could react, jeongin began pulling you through of the school.
"hey, what are you doing?"
he didn't answer, only dragged you through the corridors and out of the front gates. he only stopped when you planted your feet into the ground, stopping him from walking. defiantly, you untangled your hands. "jeongin, what the hell is going on?"
"i want to give you your reward."
"and my reward is being kidnapped?"
"no," he chuckled, eyes smiling with him and making your heart beat a lot faster than it should've. "i'm gonna take you out to get boba. there's a new shop near the park so we can go there."
you felt all of the breath leave your lungs at his words. you had expected a bar of chocolate at most for your help, not something like this.
"like...a date," you asked, except it sounded like more of a statement. you regretted the words as soon as they left your mouth, but jeongin nodded—much to your surprise.
"like a date," he confirmed. smiling, he held his hand out to you. "you coming?"