Fat kid ❤

YOON DUJUN  X  YONG JUNHYUNG

It's like this...my computer broke, haha. All the fics I wrote here disappeared. But we have this fic in our notebook. So I posted it to fix it first. I'm really sorry. Haha. If it's not bad, just read it. This story is written in a way that hurts Khun Yong very much...

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Fat kid ❤

@ High School

Here it is again.. Today I encountered this again..

Today was another day when he opened his locker. The items inside the locker immediately overflowed out of the locker. Those things are things that people no longer use. and humans like us call it garbage Trash here includes snack packets, milk bottles, and even multi-colored A4 paper that has been cut into different shapes.

Hemisphere and write a message in it. A malicious message written by a fellow academy student, no, maybe they didn't even consider him a friend.

Plump lips let out a long breath. boredly Plump legs under slacks carried his body along the long corridor. to attend morning class When walking to the destination, which is room 5/

B

A chubby hand full of fat flesh slowly pushed the door in. The people in the room turned to look at him wide-eyed. Before turning back and talking to friends in the group, the group was the same as before. Be like this until you get used to it. Since coming to school Everyone here acts like he doesn't exist. It wasn't that he was poor and had no means to eat. You'll even get rich.

But worse, he was born not as good-looking as other people. Not having a good figure or an athletic figure like a man should have. He is just a human being who likes to eat and sleep, and hates exercising. Up until now, the side effect of this was that he had gained a lot of weight that was more than half a hundred.

The shape is swollen and full of lipids. Thinking like this, his chubby lips let out another sigh. before gently shaking his head Then walked to his own seat.

“Hi, your name is Junhyung, right?” As soon as his butt was placed on the school chair, A sweet voice from a sweet person suddenly sounded next to the study table. He turned his head to look and nodded softly in response.

“My name is Yoseob. Yang Yoseob is a new student. Nice to meet you." The person claiming to be a new student smiled friendlyly. Junhyung smiled slightly. as a response

"You're welcome too," he replied, even though he was a little suspicious in his heart. Why all of a sudden? This person came to greet me. The one that still Yoseob has a cute face. It would be better to hang out with the beautiful and handsome guys in the class than to hang out with someone like Yong Junhyung, but come on, having one friend in a year wouldn't be so bad.

Time passed until lunchtime. Every student walked out of the room with a smile on their face. Well, it was nice to have a lunch break after finishing the morning class. But today's afternoon class, room 5/

B

Study physics for two hours straight. Just thinking about it makes a tricky formula like Sigmar.

F = ma

It floats into my head and I can't stop it. Junhyung only smiled faintly to himself.

Instead of going to sit and eat in the cafeteria Junhyung chose to sit under a tree by the school's pool. Next to it was a soccer field where there were a few athletes practicing. Because it's lunch time Everyone uses it in their personal time. But there are some people on the football field. Kick the ball into the goal with precision.

Junhyung looked at the picture and smiled. It's like this every lunchtime. He would walk next to the football field, watch someone in the football field and smile faintly. It's like a little girl, right? He asked himself a thousand times, but he didn't get an answer. Why do you have to do something like this? You can pretend to be the heroine of a soap opera novel.

Junhyung shook his head lightly at himself. Onyx eyes turned towards the wide, focal point of the pond. There was still half an hour left in lunch break. Junhyung leaned against the tree as if seeking shelter.

"Shit!! Over there, be careful!!" After resting my eyes, it didn't take long before things started to get messy again. Junhyung slowly opened his eyes. What appeared to the eye was a round ball. Black and white colors were rushing towards where he was sitting. wide eyes But he didn't intend to escape at all. Why?

Phew!~

This is not a sweet novel where the hero kicks a ball at the heroine's head in a kind of hit. When will your head be full? The high-speed ball flew towards the tree trunk and bounced narrowly over Junhyung's head. As for the problem ball... That's it, rolling around in the water.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Junhyung, who was watching the ball roll into the water, was slightly startled. A deep voice sounded from above his head. His chubby face looked up and looked at the person walking in confusion. Before your cheeks turn red Plump lips pressed tightly The new person who walked in looked confused and suddenly had a red face or was she sick?

"Are you sick? Or did the ball hit somewhere?” A tall figure in a blue football uniform, number 32, stooped down towards him. Junhyung knew exactly who this person was. Oh, who doesn't remember the person they secretly like?

"No..no." Junhyung shook his head lightly. But his eyes still stared anxiously at the handsome, dark face of an athlete. This was the first time he had talked to Yoon Doojoon when he first arrived at school. When he first met Doojoon, this person just smiled at him. didn't say anything Until just now

The incident where the pineapple ball hit the head and bounced into the water just now. It was the first time anyone had spoken to him, and it was the first time seeing Doojun up close like this...

"Oh, I think it's something else.. Sorry to startle you. Just playing with my eyes closed and kicking." Now Junhyung really wanted to get up and kick the person in front of him.

"Ah.. It's okay."

"Ah, I'm watching Joon. Yoon Doojoon 6/

C" 

"I'm Yongjun hyung 5/

B

Yes,” Junhyung replied softly. His eyes glanced over and saw Yun Dujun smiling slightly.

"Then let's go practice football first." After saying that, he ran off. Dropping the bomb to make Joon-hyung sit and feel shy all by himself. I never thought that someone would talk like this to themselves in my life. I didn't know it would be this soft.

Buzzer!~

The bell sounded indicating it was time for afternoon class. Junhyung walked his body slowly up the building, so tired that he sometimes wondered if he should seriously exercise. Lately, it feels like my body is getting heavier again. Walking around is not as comfortable as before. But when I think about it again, I'm lazy. Why should I exercise? Tired to death?

“Junhyung, we don't have any books. Can we take a look as well?" As we walked into the room Sit down in your own seat. The new student in the class, Yang Yoseob, moved his chair to his side before making a request. Junhyung only nodded slightly. With chubby hands, he took out a notebook and pencil and prepared them for class. Until ten minutes late The teacher still hasn't come.

"Junhyung" when he was thinking about something for fun. Joseph was sitting next to him. called up

"How is it going"

“Junhyung, do you like Doojoon?” while casually asking. Instead, I encountered a knockout question. The pencil he was holding accidentally fell onto the table. Yoseob saw that expression and actually laughed.. His instincts were indeed flawless.

“What are you saying?” Junhyung tried to answer. which Yoseob thinks is not smooth at all..

"Today we saw it. I watched Jun walk in and talk to Junhyung. I'm here to tell you about Doojoon's story. Will you listen?"

"I don't want to hear anything. But you can tell me..." Actually, I didn't want to hear anything at all. This was a statement that Junhyung thought was extremely brazen and desperate. I've never said anything that's gotten you this much attention before.

"Kik.. Not smooth at all, Junhyung-ah.. We'll say that Doojoon hyung likes cute people. I like people who watch football..." From what Yoseob told me. Junhyung could only understand that. 'Yoon Doojoon likes people who are cute and can watch football.' If you ask me if he can watch football, he is.. but is he cute? No comments on your own appearance..

It continued like this until the end of the afternoon. The physics subject I planned to study today was not taught because the teacher didn't understand it. The last class of the day was club. Junhyung Library Club Today the librarian who is the advisor is not available. Junhyung was free throughout the afternoon. Joon-hyung immediately called the driver at home to come pick him up.

In his head he thought only of the story that Joseph had told. Today he learned many things. Something about a man named Yoon Doojoon. And the important thing is Doojoon likes cute people. And he didn't seem to have any hope. Why? Looking back at him, is he cute? There's no such thing as a word like that in this life. Fat is fat. Junhyung smiles with self-pity.

Chubby legs, he walked down to the luxury car that the driver had driven to pick him up from school. Junhyung walked into the house with floating eyes.

“Little Jun, come look for Mommy.” Junhyung, who was walking up the stairs, suddenly turned towards the sofa. A pair of beautiful onyx eyes widened. before immediately running nonstop to find his mother I don't see anyone saying that Mother will return from America. And is your father here too?

"Why didn't Mom tell you that she would come back to Korea?"

"If mom tells Nong Jun It's not a surprise." Mrs. Yong smiled sweetly. Makes Junhyung smile uncontrollably. She is a beautiful person, has a beautiful smile, and is beautiful in anything she does. She has an extremely model figure. But what about him?..

"Mother"

"What's up?"

"I want to have a good figure like my mother. What should I do?"

"Oh, little Jun.. you're already cute like this." Mrs. Yong smiled sweetly at Junhyung, but Junhyung's face fell. Mrs. Family Yong understood how her son felt. She wanted Junhyung to lose weight for a long time. I don't dare give him medicine. I'm afraid my son's body will yo-yo.

“But Dujun likes cute people. And I don't want to listen to my school friends' insults anymore.” Junhyung buried his round face into his mother's lap. Mrs. Yong gently rubbed Junhyung's head.

“Then we have to control our eating. and exercise regularly Can you do it?

"If you can't do it, you have to do it.."

“So, Nong Jun, will you go to America with your mother? Mom has a friend who is a trainer there. My father likes to exercise often."

"When do you want me to go?"

"You can go after the semester break. Or want to go here tomorrow? Mom will go talk to Chemi." Chemi is Kim Chemi. Director of the school he studies at I have been close friends with Mrs. Yong since I was in high school. Before separating and having their own family

“Let's go tomorrow,” Junhyung said smugly. Mrs. Yong smiled slightly. She doesn't spoil Joon-hyung much. She doesn't want Junhyung to lose his temper. Therefore, it makes Junhyung a person who doesn't ask for anything. This was the first time in a year that Junhyung had asked for something. She managed to call a close friend and apologize profusely for asking Abhisit to stop giving birth to her son for months.

Chemi didn't say anything because she understood. Modern kids are like this, impatient, but she's angry because her close friend, Yong Jin Hee, rarely contacts her.

; Three weeks have passed.

          @ New York, Washington DC, America 

Yong Junhyung is currently in New York. Three weeks have passed since that day. Time flies like a lie. Yoseob, who doesn't know where he got his number, keeps calling. Keep asking how things are. Why didn't you come to class? Junhyung wasn't annoyed at all. I'll even be happy. Even if the whole class doesn't like him

But at least there was one Yoseob who still cared about him. Yoseob kept calling me at night in New York. The time difference makes communication not very convenient. But Yoseob always tries to call even though he's tired from studying. That made Junhyung know when he would go back. Definitely hard work...

He has changed a lot now. From Uan Tua Weight almost eighty Now reduced to 64 kg. Junhyung exercises every day. Reduce sugary foods and snacks. Increase eating more fruits and vegetables. The body turns from an aneurysm into a balloon. It has now shrunk to a normal, transparent shape.

The trainer who taught him to exercise said that He doesn't deserve to have six-pack muscles or seven-pack muscles and all that. The trainer just gave him an exercise program called weight loss and muscle gain.

"Nong Jun"

"yes?"

"When will Nong Jun return to Seoul?" while eating. Madam Yong asked. Junhyung froze slightly in mid-air. before shaking his head lightly in response.

"I don't know either. But I want to hurry back. That is, there must be a lot of work. I'm afraid I won't be able to clear things up in time,” Junhyung said. But the main reason What he wants to return is I want to meet that person.. I want to meet Doojun.. Yesterday, Yoseob told you that next week Dujoon will be competing in a football match. It is a big competition in school between 6/

C

with 6/

A

children study with children activities Of course, Junhyung wants to go back to cheering. But I'm not sure if my current status is okay or not.

“Do you want to go back and finish up work or hurry back and cheer on Doojoon?” Junhyung's slender, once chubby hand gripped a glass of water as he gulped the water into his mouth, causing him to choke. Ai pounded until his head was shaking in the eyes of his father and mother.

"You.. don't tease Nong Jun." Mrs. Yong turned and scolded her husband. But his eyes were not as fierce as his voice. The eyes even sparkled with amusement.

"Then Nong Jun will come back any day, just tell Dad so we can send him off."

"Dad."

"yes?"

"Nong Jun wants to go back this Sunday.."

; Monday

          @ Seoul, Korea 

Yesterday after taking a direct flight from America Junhyung is now in Seoul. In 10 minutes it will be time to go to class. At the big house there are Mom and Dad. Both of them wished him good luck. Which right now I still don't know what it means. Junhyung looked at himself in the mirror again to examine himself.

Several days ago, my mother ordered new school uniforms to be made for me. Junhyung tries on the same size school uniform. It felt like the day was very loose. When I saw this, I was satisfied with myself. It's no waste of effort that you missed class for almost a month.

@ High School

Junhyung hasn't told Yoseob yet..

Junhyung didn't tell Yoseob that he was coming back to Seoul. Now his friends must think he's still in America.

When the wheels came to a stop in front of the school where he studied. Slender legs slowly stepped out of the car. Junhyung walks around. Enter the school gate slowly. His eyes scanned his new friend who was now a small close friend. Junhyung is looking for Yang Yoseob. But there was an incident that Junhyung thought was like in a sweet novel he had read, that is..

He walked over and bumped into someone else until he almost fell on his face. But luckily a hand grabbed his upper arm. Junhyung turned around to look at the person he bumped into. And the situation is still the same.. Embarrassed until the entire face was red.

"Sorry, it doesn't hurt, right.. Hmm, is this... Junhyung?" The short sentence that came out of the mouth of the senior he secretly liked was wonderful. Everything you could see was pink (crazy), plump lips pressed tight. Blinking your eyes. This was the first time Yoon Doojoon called his name!!!

"Ah...ah.. yes.. uh yes.." Junhyung stammered. I feel like I want to slap my mouth hard, making it 199 decibels loud. Why would I stutter when someone I secretly like speaks to me? Why are you embarrassed?

"Ah, we haven't seen each other in a long time. Where have you been?.. Oh!! You're so thin.” Junhyung didn't mind the other person's informal greeting. I even like it. Is it like this that there are so many people who love and like you?

"Ah.. Is that so?"

"When you're thin, you're cute in a different way. She's cute when she's chubby. I just found out. That my face is actually cute like this hahaha" Oh my gosh, Junhyung is going to die like this... Junhyung Knockout

"Then I'll go prepare first. I have a football match.” Doojoon's large hand was placed on Junhyung's round head and he gently rocked it back and forth. Doing actions like this really make him a hero? This makes Junhyung look like a little girl.

"...yes"

"If you're free, go cheer on me, haha."

"Brother.."

"Fighting, when you compete, I'll go cheer," Junhyung said with a small smile. It made Dujun want to jump in and fight.

"Thank you. Um, can I have a deposit please?"

"What is the deposit?"

“Like this…” With that, the tall figure leaned down and pressed his own thin lips against Junhyung's chubby lips. Onyx eyes widened in shock but didn't push away. Even though it was a normal kiss called mouth-to-mouth, it was too tender to resist. It took a long time to break away. Dujun slowly flicked his tongue out and licked his lips.

Sharp eyes stared at the junior who was standing blushing shyly with a look of affection in his eyes.

“Go... The competition is over. Come wait for me here. You have something to discuss with us." He whispered into White's ear before running off. Leaving Joon-hyung with the big bomb Dujoon left for him.

What is this... ?

TO BE CONTINUE   OR   THE END ?