falling for you (jaebum x reader)

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You found yourself walking through the doors to the campus library a week after your most recent visit. You enjoyed being surrounded by the calm, casual ambience, unlike how it was inside your dorm most of the time due to your very chatty roommate.

Spotting a cushioned chair out of the corner of your eye, you decided to park yourself on it. Then you retrieved your laptop and the book you had checked out last week for your final essay. You aimed to finish it today because the book you were using was due tomorrow and you weren't going to be able to deposit it with your busy schedule.

Once you had finished tapping away at your final paragraph, you decided to wander the book-filled aisles to clear your now groggy mind from the stressful paper. Sore-legged from sitting so long, you stood up, stretched briefly, and then snatched your phone and earbuds from your bag.

You twirled aimlessly through the aisles, humming and dancing subtly to the music blaring from your earbuds. Every so often, you stopped to take mental notes of books that appeared intriguing, tapping your foot or wiggling your hips to the beat as you stayed put. Besides from having a little bop through the tall shelves of literature, something you appreciated most about libraries was just being surrounded by such organized chaos; the diverse colors of each book spine coordinated by their respective authors and compiled into one beautiful collage, no two aisles alike. Just pondering the sheer aesthetic of this made you gape for a moment.

You didn't go as far as to think twice about your actions before you had started frolicking about the library. Not until you swung your head in the most unfortunate direction did you realize why.

There, past the very end of the aisle, sitting at his desk in all of his glory, was the boy you had bumped into a week ago. A small, knowing smirk decorated his face as you noticed that he was looking right at you. As you were frozen, gawking in disbelief and horror, it felt as if his piercing eyes bored right through you. You could tell that he attempted to suppress any emotion from his own complexion, but snickered silently into his hand. Immediately, your "fight or flight" instincts kicked in and you made a run for it, not afraid to cause a commotion in the process of escaping certain death.

Scooting into your previous chair, you sloppily crammed all of your belongings including the library book back into your bag and left just in case something else utterly humiliating happened. As much as you hating doing things like not returning library books on time, you really didn't want to risk approaching Handsome Library Volunteer Guy.