The way which the wind blows

Sehun’s POV
A week has passed since I awkwardly hugged (Y/N). I don’t know if it had any awkward affect on her, but it definitely did for me. Now I am constantly conscious that she will know my feelings for her. Although I want her to be aware of them, but this premature stage is embarrassing. I don’t know if she will return my feelings. From time to time, Exo would also hang out with us. It was annoying sometimes when they would wink at each other and hoot.

One lunch, Yixing accidentally blurts; “If all the Exo members asked you out at the same time, who would you say yes to?” There is an awkward silence surrounding us. I don’t expect her to answer, I look down at my fingers. I can feel that in my heart, I want her to say me. But she probably won’t. The hyungs are way better than me. “Mmmm…” (Y/N) starts. “If you all asked me out on the same day, it would be unfair to say yes to one of you. So I would say no to everyone.” “You have to choose.” Says Baekyun. I look at him and he winks at me. I clench my fist. I feel like flicking him in the forehead. “Ummm…..” she makes a noise while she thinks. “I guess I would date Sehun. Because, well because I know him better.” (Y/N) says with a shrug. The boys hoot and howl. I remain silent. I don’t know what I was expecting. I don’t like her answer. Something inside me just, just dropped. She’d only date me because she knows me better? Pathetic. I stand up. “Excuse me.” I say. I walk off. In the distance I hear them calling me back, but I need to be alone to clear my head. Why don’t they understand that?

She’d only date me because she knows me better. Those words swirled in my head. Why is it bothering me? I sit under the big tree. In our school we only have one big tree, which I have claimed from people and birds. People think birds will drop their droppings all over them, and I planted several mini scarecrows in the branches of the tree to keep birds away. I haven’t sat here in a while. I’m not usually alone with Exo tailing after me. I know they’re concerned for me ever since my parents passed, but I’m doing completely fine. I sit cross-legged against the thick trunk, letting the shade cool my head. A breeze blows by and it gives a tingling sensation towards my neck. I rest my head on the trunk. She’d only date me because she knows me better. What was I expecting exactly? Maybe she’d date me because she likes hang out every lunch. Maybe she’d date me because she’s been to my house alone two times. Maybe she’d date me because we’d slept in the same bed. Maybe she’d date me because she likes me back. Likes me back? What am I thinking? Do I like (Y/N)? This isn’t possible. What am I thinking? I’m such a fool, getting worked up and depressed over someone who won’t return my feelings. She deserves better. I stare at the grass under me, how it dances in the breeze. A slim shadow approaches me. I look up at the silhouette. “(Y/N)?” I whisper. “Hey Sehun! Whatcha doing under this tree alone?” It’s not (Y/N), something sinks inside me. Why didn’t she come for me? The girl I rejected at the start of the year sits down next to me. I see that she has cut her hair, now they just brush against her shoulders rather than crawl down her back. “Can you reconsider dating me?” she says. Persistent brat.

Your POV
I don’t know where else to look for him. I’ve looked in the auditorium, the library, and the canteen. Where could he be? He couldn’t possibly be outside, there’s too many people there and Luhan told me that Sehun didn’t like public places. But something in my gut tells me to look outside. As soon as I step outside, the wind weaves through my hair, making it a bird nest mess. I frantically pat it down into place. As I walk, I feel as if the wind is leading me. It urges me to walk faster, pushing my hair and dress forward from behind me. I come across the big tree and the wind stops. Someone is sitting under it. I was always told that if you try to sit under it, you’d get pooped on. And to my surprise, Sehun is sitting under the tree. I creep out of his field of vision so that I could scare him from behind. I step to approach him, but I realize that Yooni is sitting with him. She’s cut her hair. I guess it’s the only thing to do when your hair is caught on fire. Something inside me stirs and forces me to stay at a distance and observe them. I thought Sehun didn’t like the company of people other than Exo and me. How long have they been sitting together and talking? She’s sitting really close to him, it makes me nervous. Maybe the feeling isn’t nervousness, maybe it’s jealousy. Jealousy? Why would I be jealous? My train of thought crashes, when I see Yooni lean over and steal a kiss from Sehun’s lips.

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