???????? | kpop gxg

~ in which you - a deaf-mute - arrive at a new school.~
𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: platonic evolvement
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: wheein x deaf-mute fem!reader
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1255

hi i'm somehow still alive

sorry for these monthly disappearances. i hope you've all been doing well

i've tried doing my research in order to accurately write a deaf-mute character since its my first time, so i hope it turns out okay <3

also yes wheein knows sign language! i obvi don't know how fluent she is but this was inspired from it

fyi: reader suffers from congenial deafness (deaf from birth) n communicates thru reading lips n sign language. anything italicised indicates sign language

─────── ~ ʚĭɞ ~ ───────

Fortunately, you managed to score the seat in the very back of the bus.

Though, unfortunately, there was a last spot right next to you and the final stop ahead before approaching your new school, meaning whoever last getting on the bus would be rightfully placed next to you. 

You feel your hands fidget nervously in your lap as your eyes take in the scenes of other students talking to one another, conversing without a care in the world, heads thrown back in laughter from jokes being exchanged.

Sure, your skills in lip reading have improved drastically over the years, but it's a skill you don't take full advantage of, especially with your past experiences of other students shaming on you for the act, claiming that it was "weird" and "attention seeking". Or just shaming you in general for something you aren't in control of.

As the bus comes to a jerky halt, you poke your head out in curiosity to whoever might be your very lucky seatmate. However your eyes fall on the head of a particular girly figure emerging up the steps of the bus, her long brown hair showering down her shoulders and wispy bangs perfectly complimenting her face. You watch her greet other seated students, headphones in-ear as she makes her way to the very back of the bus. It takes a few moments to hit you that she was approaching to where you were sitting.

Once she arrives to the back, she greets you with a polite smile.

"Hi! Is it okay if I sit here?" You read her plump lips carefully, though you quickly take your gaze away as you feel the embarrassment pouring in your stomach.

You only give a nod as she settles herself next to you. She places her backpack on her knees and waves hellos to the other students on the seat over. Her thigh presses against yours on the seat, the proximity sending leaps to your heart.