Long Live

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N for inspiritkissmeemily on AFF, I liked this requests it was something that’s pretty clichéd, but I still really loved this because it was something I could turn in to something completely different, which brings me to the point that I slightly changed the request because of an idea I got during art class today. Anyways the original essences to this request are still there, but I just got the idea and I could help myself, so if inspiritkissmeemily If you don’t like this tell me and I’ll write yah a new one~. Hope y’all enjoy~

(Don’t know if this OCC, since I’m not all that familiar with VIXX’s personalities can anyone please help me with this? Please?)

*The book mentioned here is not worth that much, but it is a to find a first edition of that book. A real honestly*

The ‘tick’ of the clock was hard throughout the whole room, because of the silence that filled the classroom. Only sounds of pens being tapped on a desk, and a few kids whispering to each other. A few students in the class were sleeping, a couple were whispering to each other, while you on the other hand, you were just studying for your exam next period.

Hearing the bell ring you picked up your books, somewhat ignoring the fact that your phone was buzzing in your hands. Slinging your bag over shoulder your shoulder, you opened up the text message that you had received.

-~- Yah~ ________-ah, you got so lucky~! I cannot believe you got him as you lab partner!   -~-

You rolled your eyes at Ali’s text message; sometimes you couldn’t even believe she was a year older then you.

“Yah~ you’re aware it’s rude to ignore your Unnie’s texts you little brat.” Ali scolded you, when she had managed to catch up with you, out in the hall.  “Unnie, that message wasn’t worth reply to you, especially since you sit next to me in every class.” You told her.

Ali rolled her eyes at you, letting a huff in the processes. “Whatever, anyways aren’t you at all excited that you got N as a partner?” She asked you, and you rolled your eyes.

“No.” You said, then you quickly. “Before you ask why? I’ll tell you why; because I’m pretty damn sure N is just like all the others kingka’s in this school, he probably won’t even show up to help me with the project, and I’ll end up doing the whole thing on my own. I’m pretty sure N, is just like any other in this school, only difference; girls actually go for him for some reason.” You said, and your eyebrows creased in confusion, watching Ali’s mortified face.

“What?” You asked her, and you saw Ali was chocking up with her words. Rolling your eyes you pushed Ali forward telling her to go before the two of you were late for class.

“What’s with you face?” You asked Ali seeing that she was still staring behind both of you, “You look like you just saw a ghost.” You finished off. “Oh, I did” Ali muttered, messing up her red hair up

You gave Ali a weird outlook, “You’re getting freakier every single day Alison.” You commented shoving your hands inside your schools uniforms skirt. Ali glared at you; “Yah! No one but my parents call me by that!” She scolded, walking faster to catch up with you.

You giggled and slow down so that Ali could catch up with you, completely oblivious to the fact that someone was watching the both of you; “You look weird when you giggle,” Ali commented poking your checks, and you glared at her.

{X~X~X}

“Hey,” Both you and Ali looked up at the voice and were meet by a pair of brown orbs. Both you and Ali were surprised, but Ali smiled and it wasn’t that noticeable that she was surprised, you on the other hand, you were another twenty bucks.

Your confusion still didn’t clear up as you couldn’t figure out why Ravi was there in the first place. Ravi looked over at you and smiled; you smiled back while he looked back at Ali and smiled at her while taking a seat in front of her. “Hey,” He told her.

You shook you head not truly understanding what was going, until you remembered about the project you had, which made you frown and internally groan. You shook your head once more, and then went back to reading your book.

So engrossed with your book that you didn’t notice someone sit down next to you,

“Plato’s Dialogue?” Your head shot up, upon hearing this. “Isn’t that a little too intense for a first year?” You rolled your eyes at this. “It is if you don’t understand a thing that you’re reading, but if you do then it’s about one of the simplest book you’ll ever read in your life time. Besides what would you know? It’s not like you’ve ever even heard of this book before.” You said.

Ignoring this comment N cocked his head to the side and he gave you a grin. Cocky. You thought, rolling your eyes and going to reading your book.

You heard him chuckle at you, and you once again rolled your eyes.

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Your eyes widened when your book was snatched from your hands. Looking at N with horror stricken eyes, you watched as he wrote something on the upper right corner of your book.

“Oh, my…” You muttered, surprised evident in your tone of voice. “What in the hell are you doing? Do you know how ing hard it is to find a first edition of that book in perfect condition?” You all but whispered at him. N however ignored you. He handed the book back to you with a smirk on his face. You glared at him, as you watched him get up and signaled Ravi that the two of them were leaving now.

“He’s so nice~” Ailee cooed, and you scoffed. “No he’s not, he’s such an .” You said. Ali turned to you, with her brows creased in confusion. “No he’s not Ravi seems pretty nice despite what he does to girls.” She told you, and you shook your head. “Not Ravi, N, the wrote on this book that took me two ing years to find in this condition.” You spat.

Ali took the book from your hand and went in search of what you could assume was what ‘N’ wrote on your book, but right now you were just to pissed off to even care about it. “He wrote his number,” Ali told you. And upon hearing this you were ready to go find that boy and slap him silly for touching your book in the first place.

“And…” Ali said wandering of; you looked at her waiting for her to continue. “Well you should read it yourself.” Ali said, and you snatched the book from hers hands. You searched for the page he had writing on. And you found it in dark blue ink.

XXX-XXX-XXXX Call me tonight
oh, and I’m not like all of those ’ in this school, so like it says in this book of yours; a wise person doesn’t speak they think, a true wise person thinks before they speak.

- N -

You stared dumbfounded at the writing in your book. “How the hell did he know about that?” You wondered aloud. Ali laughed lightly. “When you said that N, Hyuk, Ken, Ravi, Leo, and Hongbin, all six of them, were there, actually.” Ali mumbled.

“Oh,” You said. And Ali stared at you surprised that you didn’t blow up. “Whatever.” You muttered.

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Rolling your pencil from side to side, you waited for N to finally “grace” you with his presences. You winced when something blew on your ear, “Hey pretty lady,” N said laughing sitting down next to you.

 You held up two fingers, stifling the urge to roll your eyes. “Two things; first thing; never do that again. Second thing; never call me ‘pretty lady’ ever again.” You told him. N blew out air, “Aish, you’re too stiff.” He mumbled.

You rolled your eyes, “Can we just do this project N? I need to get home soon.” You told him. “Didn’t we just start though,” He pointed out. You shook your head. “No, I started, you just got here, you’re an hour late by the way, and I need to get home soon, so shut up and help me out.” You told him passing a copy of what you had done so far.

N looked slightly surprised at how direct you were being, most girls would’ve waited for him and not done a single thing, and even when he got there they still didn’t do a single thing, just to stall time. He found that rather pathetic, but this, you he found interesting, intriguing, actually.

“I’m sorry,” He told you, testing out the waters in a way. “Sorry’ not going bring back my time,” You muttered, but N heard you loud and clear.

…

N was passed entertained by you, he liked how guarded you were, how you wouldn’t let him flirt with you, how any time he slacked off you put him right back in his place, he liked, no, he loved how you put him in his place.

“You should take a break,” N told you. “You should start working,” You countered back.

“Why?” N asked you, and you glared at him. “Why? How about the fact that we’ve been, no, I’ve been at this project for two weeks now and I still haven’t been able to finish it, because your doesn’t wanna work. I don’t know how you see yourself as “one of those guys whose now an ‘’”, but that’s all I see of you, you’re a huge N, and that’s just about all there is to you. So stop asking stupid questions, and either work or just shut the hell up and let me work on this so we can at least get a ‘C’ on this.” You blew. You really blew. You were just pissed at him, he was a jerk, and really he was.

N chuckled and this really pissed you off. He grabbed his bag and pulled something out of it, and then he dumped it in front of you. “What is this?” You asked him. “Read it.”

You let out a sigh, wondering if this was just going to be a complete waste of time. Your eyes scanning through the paper, you were caught by surprised. “You finished this?” You asked looking up at him, your eyes filled with wonder and shock. He nodded.

“I did, after you explained it to me, I did on the same day.” He told you, sitting down next to you. “Miss Lee already graded it; we got an ‘A’.” He told you.

“Ow!” He yelled, when you smacked him with the paper upside his head. “What was that for?” He yelled. You smacked him again, “You ! You finished the damn paper and you let me stress over this for the past two weeks!” You yelled.

N snatched the paper from your hands. “Don’t hit me anymore. And it’s been fun watching you stress over this.” He told you, and you put your arms by your side. “You look cute when you’re stressed.” You groaned and rolled your eyes.

“Well at least I don’t have to work with you anymore.” You said, and N smiled, a smile you’d come to really hate.

But you found it cute, too.

“Not quite, Miss Lee thinks you’re a good influence on me.” He told you, and your heart dropped for a moment there. “She wants you to be partnered with me for everything for the whole year.” He told you, and you felt like bursting in tears. “So I guess you’ll be seeing a lot of me, Cutie.” N said picking up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder and kissing your head.

That last thing taking you by a complete surprised.

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Both you and N laughed. “Can you believe still believe you hated me that much when we first meet?” N asked you. “Yes, when we first meet you kept acting like a jackass for no reason.” You told him, “Your legs are crushing me,” N looked at your tangled legs, and moved his around. “Better?” He asked, and you nodded. “Yeah, much better.” You told him.

“Why did you hate me so much when we first meet?” N asked you, and you took this opportunity to kick him. “Ow! Yah, you brat! Respect your Oppa!” He scolded you. “Why did you even kick me?” He asked, at this you kicked him once more. “Maybe because you just reminded me that you ruined a book that took me two years to find,” You yelled at him.

N let out a grin, when he remembered that. “I remember that…” He mumbled, “You looked so freaked out when I wrote on that book,” He said. “I hate you so much sometimes,” You told him crossing your arms.

“You like me and you know it.” N told you, and you rolled your eyes. But you couldn’t help but think it was true.

Eight months ago you had meet N and he was about the biggest jerk you had ever met, you absolutely hate him. But after a while N had tone it down after the first couple of weeks, and you had realized that there was so much more to N.

Like the fact that N actually read books that weren’t a part of his grades. He was in to a lot of the things that you were in to – which surprised you greatly – he like Shakespeare, Plato, William Faulkner, ia Woolf, Aristotle’s, Homer, Socrates, Tu Fu and a lot of other writers / philosophers.

N was smart, really smart actually, and he was funny. He was generally an amazing ‘Oppa’ to you, he really was. And along the lines of those months you realized why all of those girls went for N, he really was as amazing as all of those girls said.

“If that makes you sleep… Believe that, Haekyeon.” You told him. And just then the bell rang. “You know you like me; you just have to admit it.” You rolled your eyes, but he was right; you liked. You liked him a lot, and as so much more as your regular “Dongseang” and “Oppa” relationship.

“Whatever,” You said as he grabbed your hand and pulled you up. “Thanks,” You mumbled grabbing your bag from the floor. N smiled, “Don’t worry about it.” He told you, “So class?” He said.

Giving him a strange look you nodded. “Yeah, class, you dork.”

{X~R~X}    

Stretching your arms as you made your way to your locker. You were happy that it was Friday, but you were sad that you had a paper on World War II and that was probably going to take up your whole weekend.

Opening your locker you let out a yawn. You hummed a tune to yourself, “Yah,” You yelled when you felt two hands on your waist. You let out a breath of relief when you saw that it was only N. “Aish, you startled me.”

N hummed in response and rested his head on your back. “Haekyeon are you okay?” You asked moving around the books in your locker ad getting the ones you needed. “Mhm,” He cooed swaying the both of you back and forth.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You're pretty quiet, and that’s odd for you.” You asked him. “I’m fine.” He said. “You’re small,” He muttered, and this made you laugh.

“I’m not that small,” You told him. “Now if there’s nothing wrong with you, then what do you need?” You asked him turning around in his arms. “Wanna work on the World War II paper together?” He asked you. You nodded, “Sure, but you know we’d be working on it together anyway, so what is it that you really wanted to ask me? Huh?” You asked him.

“Well,” He muttered burying his face in your neck. “Haekyeon, you’re getting clingy here, just spite it out already.” You told him. “You wanna go out?” N asked you. “Like on a date?” He clarified.

“What?” You asked wondering if you had heard correctly. “I like you.” N told you. “I really like you, like a lot.” He continued. “Haekyeon are you being serious here? Or are you just screwing around with me?” You asked him. N shook his head, “No I’m being totally serious here, ________-ah, I really am. I like you, I like how frustrated you got with me, I like how you scrunch your nose when you’re reading a really good book that you love, I like how you put up with me no matter how much of an I was with you, I love how when you giggle you bite your lip because you’re trying to stifling your giggles, I like how you focus so much when you’re in class, but what I really like about you is that you hang out with me not just because I’m a kingka or just because we do homework together or anything like, I really like how you just hang with me for the hell of it.”

“I like you too,” You muttered still slightly surprised at the fact he actually liked you as more than a friend. You had always thought that N liked you as only a friend; you could’ve sworn that he liked some other girl. “And yes,” You told him.

“Yes, what?” He asked you. “Yes, I’ll go out with you,” You told him. N smiled, and gave you a kiss that was cut short.

“Wow!” Both your heads snapped around to see Ravi and Ali. “It’s about time the two of you started going at it.” Ravi said, and Ali elbowed him. “Yah, she’s two years younger, that’s inappropriate to say.” Ali muttered to him. “But really it’s about time the two of started going out; you two have been circling around each other for months now.” Ali told you.

“Bye,” N said grabbing your hand. “Bye.” You said repeated as you giggled along with him. “Haekyeon?” You asked. “Yeah?” N asked you. “   Are we still doing the World War II paper?” You asked him. N laughed, hearing this.

“This is why I like you.”

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