UNDEFEATED - SOCCER!CALUM

UNDEFEATED - SOCCER!CALUM

summary : neighbor!jock!calum has a notorious stuck up persona, that is, until you catch him in his backyard with a pup and a very noticeable smile.

word count : 1.7k

warnings : adult content, swearing

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Maybe if he hadn’t hit the books from your hands using his damn soccer ball in year nine you would’ve grown a crush on him like every other girl has done in the past. Maybe if he didn’t act like he runs the town and actually treated women like the humans they are you’d be a bit fond of Calum Hood. But yet again you find yourself rolling your eyes as he enters the school building as another soccer game whirls by and he’s still his undefeated self whooping and hollering as the school cheers the team for being the best in state.

Senior year rolls along and there he is, jersey sheen on his built figure and raven tendrils of curls in a mess atop his head, the grass stained cleats on his feet that squeaked noisily while his team carried themselves triumphantly behind him. They won, of course they did. Never lost a game in his life, he claims. Yet another way he boosts his ego through the roof exclaiming how they’re still undefeated, the captain himself boasts in his pride daily to double check everybody knows he’s the best.

“And here he comes now.” You groan to your friends, noting the way their eyes looked at him the same way yours did. Hatred laced in your features with a straight face and pursed lips sent Calum’s way. Or should you say sent your way because that’s where he seems to be walking? His hands held the winning ball, mud and grass covering most of the black and white patches, he bounced it back and forth between his hands as his tall figure approached you.

“What would it take for you to actually smile at me for once, hm?” He loved teasing you like that, he knew you hated him and that added onto his cocky persona more. Calum was a prone perfectionist with a keen interest in getting you to like him. The signature smirk and mocha brown eyes didn’t pull you in just like everybody else, but he wanted you to fall helplessly in love as if you were a girl who greets him with open arms and endless kisses. Yeah, no. That’s not your relationship with him.

“Try me.” You bit at the inside of your cheek to fight back the crude nickname you wanted to add on but opted against it when his lips parted to speak. However, a teammate butt into the conversation for him. “Hood here wants a date with you.” The slightly taller blonde sent a friendly shove to Calum’s back thinking he had helped the situation but your eyebrow cocking up showed just how unamused you were with the question thrown towards you.

This is the part where girls step in, begging that they’re so much better than you and will give him anything he wants- and they mean anything. You found that a bit disgusting, you’ve seen how girls treat him like some sex machine and all they can do is hope that it’s their chance soon to get dragged into the storage closet and fucked into the next century. The girls at your school don’t have much respect for their body but luckily there’s a few who understand where you’re coming from with the whole ‘I hate Calum Hood’ thing.

The first time he asked you out was Monday, strutting his way to you during gym as he used a terribly devised plan that his friend Luke came up with and whipped a soccer ball towards your face and apologized by offering a date. The smirk on his plump lips and soccer ball in hand made you roll your eyes, stomping your way down to the nurse with a flat out no for an answer.

The second attempt occurred on Wednesday, figuring out that giving you a bloody nose is not the best way to get a girl to like him. So he took a different route, sneaking into your drama class and pulling you behind the curtains of the auditorium as he tried to seduce you but failed nonetheless when you took the paint used for the props and let it dump on top of his head, the lime green color smearing over his clothes and leaving you to laugh and say no at the same time.

With a light sigh reminiscing in the memories you spoke, “Third time this week you’ve asked, the answer’s never gonna be yes.” You let the door to your locker slam shut as the final bell rang almost as if on cue signifying you could leave and head home now. A stunned and pissed off Calum left dead in his tracks watching yet another failed date go to waste. He felt defenseless, the small huff under his breath as he struggled to find a way to fix his fallen ego. “Fine, it’s the champ’s birthday anyway!”

He talks about himself in the third person, you thought, how pathetic.

It’s not that he wants you to fall head over heels in love with his manly self, he was in desperate need for a date to Prom and you were the perfect girl for it. As odd as it sounds he likes how you play hard to get. He just can’t get through to you that this date isn’t going to be like all the other one’s he takes girls on- Calum was going to actually try to impress you. He had a very expensive dinner reservation set, roses ordered at the florist, and even got you a necklace but now he has to cancel and return all of his hard work that just got thrown down the drain.

An hour or so later you had heard him, not intentionally calling you, instead he was laughing. This was the only downside to living close to your school, Calum chose the house right next door to you. Of course neither of you found out until the day a soccer ball came crashing through your kitchen window mid-breakfast and knocked over all of the fresh milk and eggs you had been in the midst of mixing for your omelet. The jock himself stood in the yard next door sheepishly pointing at his friend Michael beside him to blame.

“It’s game time, alright bud?” The tone didn’t sound like Calum but the voice surely belonged to him. He didn’t have his usual smooth rasp or cocky laugh added into the mix, he was playful and happy as you stepped closer to your open window hoping to catch a glimpse at the boy himself. His body was crouched down in his yard, his head level to that of a dog’s, the golden labrador panting happily as it’s tail swung back and forth.

“Ready?” Calum asked rhetorically- or so you thought it wouldn’t be answered but the dog gave an excited bark in reply. It amazed you the dog’s training was top notch, it’s paws padding their way through the grass to where Calum now stood, peeling his sweaty soccer jersey off of his torso. Your breath hitched in your throat seeing him shirtless for the first time, the way his toned stomach and built back muscles tensed when he crouched down gave chills up your spine, the red jersey lazily thrown off to the side of the yard. He kept the matching soccer shorts and shin guards on as well as his cleats. But it was his biceps flexing as he carried the soccer ball to the center of his yard that really through you off, a net put against each far side of the fence your parents forced the family to put up after the fifth soccer ball broke one of your windows.

However, now that you were up in your room it gave you the advantage of looking into their backyard, the jock freely being himself as he dropped the checkered ball to the ground and let his dog get first hit, pouncing it’s front paws onto it so the ball moved between Calum’s legs and he narrated it’s every move.

“Champ fakes left, then right, and left again as his opponent chases after him for the steal!” Calum let his foot hook into the soccer ball and carry it towards his goal instead. The now named dog gives a small woof before circling Calum’s legs rapidly. The raven haired boy laughing gleefully before the reporter voice returned once again. “This is a tough situation he’s got himself into, can Hood break through and get the goal? Or will his competitor win yet again?” The announcer voice he used made the slightest curve of your lips tug into a smile, Champ’s actions stopping as he and Calum stood on each side of the ball staring intensely.

“The eye contact- you can really sense the tension rising in the stadium, Champ goes for a steal!” Calum notes the dog’s actions, pretending to act shocked over how Champ’s nose nudged the ball towards his paws and took the soccer ball in his mouth while bolting for the red net. It’s hind legs pounced to the goal, setting the soccer ball inside as it let out a light bark and jumped around in circles, calling his owner closer. “Hood runs but is yet again defeated!” Calum laughs as he fakes a fall, landing on his bum with a hearty laugh leaving his smiling lips. The dog attacking him in wet sloppy licks all over his face.

“Happy birthday, Champ.” Calum ruffles the dog’s short blonde fur on it’s head, Champ’s ears flapping back and forth as he did so. A smile noticeable on Calum’s full lips seeing his dog so happy, letting the dog pepper his face in licks. Suddenly, it clicked into place that he actually meant he was celebrating his dog’s birthday. Calum didn’t speak of himself in third person back at school, Champ’s his dog who he clearly has a strong bond with.

It took a minute of you standing there to realize you were smiling the whole way through, a stifled laugh escaping your lips watching Calum get attacked by sloppy dog kisses so much he had to lower onto his back in the grass. You were actually watching Calum be himself, no posse or girl wrapped around his arm. For some crazy reason, you found his softer side a bit cuter than his stuck up persona that is clearly a set up. Now that you’ve seen him act like his usual self it showed you the true Calum Hood. Not the self confident, overly cocky one. You saw his giddy, outgoing side. It was just him and his dog, the two undefeated champs.

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Genre: Hybrid Yoongi, fluff, future Smut??

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader

Warning: none

Summery: You lived a normal life, with a normal office job, everything felt boring but nice and safe to you. One day while working you couldn’t help but to over hear an annoying co worker of yours bragging about her hybrids and her money. So you decided to take a lunch break out of frustration from having to listen to her brag for so long. On your way back from your lunch break you notice a hybrid getting beaten up and awfully handled by hybrid catchers so what did you do?

     It's been a few days since Jimin stayed the night, and your and Yoongi's relationship is at an all time low. Yoongi refuses to speak, eat, or even be in the same room as you. 

      At first you decided that he'll just have to get over it. Hoping that in a few days he'd come talk to you or have a meal with you again but nothing.

    So at this point you're about ready to apologize, but you weren't even sure why you should.

     You explained to the hybrid that your friend was drunk and couldn't take care of himself. So it's not like its your fault.

    When you first adopted the panther hybrid you were hoping that you would have bonded and been friends, by now, but it feels like the only people that have been getting close to you are your coworkers, Jimin and Jungkook. 

     Ever since the bar incident Jimin has been flirting with you and trying to get closer to you. At first you took it as him just be nice but at this point it seems pretty obvious. Not to mention Jungkook even told you what Jimin was doing, and you honestly had no idea what you should do about it. 

      Jimin's attractive and you'd love to go on a date with him, but what if things got serious? How would Yoongi take it? He could barely deal with Jimin staying the night so he surely wouldn't be happy about you being in a romantic relationship with him.

   You sigh as you cook food for you and the panther hybrid. You were cooking steak and salad for the two of you.

     The past few days Yoongi's food would either sit in the fridge or on the table. 

    You honestly did try to get him to eat with you; but he just wouldn't leave his room; and your not about to give up either. 

   So once the food was done you put plates full of food down on the table and walked to where his room is and knocked on the door. 

     "Yoongi dinners ready…" you say, already knowing he wasn't going to respond. You sigh and look down contemplating if you should apologize or not. You just wanted to eat with your hybrid and bond with him. You still haven't had the chance to pet or cuddle with him and at this rate the two of you would never.

      "Yoongi, I'm sorry please come out." You say. Still no response from him.

    "I shouldn't of let Jimin stay the night without asking you first. I wasn't being very considerate and I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable. Can you please come out and eat dinner with me? I made steak." Once again no response. 

     At least I gave it a shot you think as you walk over to eat your food.

     After a minute or two of eating you finally heard a door open and watched Yoongi walk into the room taking a seat with you at the table. The two of you glanced at each other but didn't say anything, and ate your food. 

    Once the two of you were done eating you flash Yoongi a small smile and grab his plate so you can start cleaning up.

    As you started to wash dishes in the sink you hear a sigh and see Yoongi stand next to you grabbing a plate. 

     "Let me help" Yoongi mumbles. You smile and nod feeling happy about Yoongi wanting to help. 

………………………………

   The next day you were sat at your desk at work, working on some documents that your boss Seokjin asked you to fill out.

    As you were working you felt a presence behind you and turned around to see Jimin staring at you fondly. 

     "How long have you been standing there?" you ask before giving Jimin a small smile. Jimin smiles back at you and leans against your cubicle wall.

    "Not to long. I was gonna ask you if you wanted to have lunch with me but you seemed pretty absorbed in your work." You nod your head and quietly giggle,

    "Yeah I guess I was super concentrated; and yeah I'd love to come to lunch with you. Is Jungkook coming too?" You ask. Jimin shakes his head.

    "Jungkook wanted to get some work done so he's skipping lunch today, it's just me and you" Jimin says while wiggling his eyebrows. You laugh at his behavior and nod your head before standing up and stretching your arms out.

     "What are we eating?" You ask as the two of you start to walk to the elevator.

     "I was thinking Korean Bbq if that's okay." Jimin says. 

     "Yeah that sounds pretty good."

   The two of you eventually end up at the restaurant. As soon as you walked in you got a table and we're able to order your food. 

       "So how's it going with that hybrid of yours?" Jimin asks as he starts to cook the meat the two of you ordered.

      "Yoongi? We're doing fine. He was mad about you staying the night the other day but we managed to make up." You respond. Jimin nods his head.

      "It's good you two made up ...but-" Jimin says.

     "But?" Jimin sighs and looks down, before looking up at you again,

    "(Y/n)....do you want to go on a date with me?" Jimin asks. You feel yourself grow surprised from his sudden question. 

     "Where is this coming from?" You ask. Jimin nervously bites his lip and responds,

    "Well I've been wanting to ask you on a date for a while, like before I even started talking to you. You can say no if you don't want too." You smile at Jimin, feeling happy but surprised that the handsome man had feelings for you.

     "Sure I'd love to go on a date with you." You say. Jimin instantly smiles at you, before the two of you smell something burning. You look down to see the food burnt to a crisp.

    "Yah Jimin you burnt our food!" You say. Jimin instantly takes the burnt food off the stove and puts it on a plate.

     "Whoops, do you want to ask for some more?"

   Eventually the two of you are done eating and head back to the office with your stomachs full.

   Jimin walked you to your cubicle and gave you a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek causing you to have a tiny blush before walking away. 

     Once you sit down you pulled out your phone to check if you had any notifications only to see one from Yoongi.

   'I want whatever meat lovers pizza is for dinner, an add showed up on the tv'  you smile and respond,

     'where do you want the pizza from?'

'I want it from the place with the blue and red rectangle with the white dots' you quietly laugh at Yoongi's response, and tell him that you'll order pizza from there before putting your phone down and starting to work again.

………………………………

    Once work was done you ordered the pizza Yoongi asked for and went to pick it up.

     When you got home you set the pizza down on the table and shouted for Yoongi to come and eat. You then grabbed plates from the kitchen and put them out on the table.

     Yoongi walks over to the table, his tail swishing lazily as he sat down.

     "You got the pizza human?" He asks. You nod your head and smile before sitting down at the table with Yoongi,

     "Yep! and I got it from that place you wanted" Yoongi nods his head and gives you a small smile before you open the pizza box and grab a slice. 

     Yoongi grabs a slice and puts it on his plate before sniffing the air.

    "You smell like that man again" he says while making a face of distaste.

     "I work with him…" you respond. 

  "Yeah but you really smell like him, has he touched you human?" Yoongi asks. A small blush pops up on your face from the thoughts of what happened over lunch break.

     "Your face is also getting red human" Yoongi says pointing out the obvious.

     "I know I know. We just hugged so that's probably why you smell so much of him on me" you say while taking bites of your pizza. Yoongi quirks his eyebrows at this but doesn't ask any more questions and silently begins to eat his pizza. 

   Once the two of you were done you went to the kitchen and started washing dishes only to feel two arms snake around you. You raise your eyebrow and turn to see Yoongi who was now resting his head on your shoulder.

     "I want a hug too human" he says with a cute pout. You feel yourself blush slightly and nod your head turning around and giving Yoongi a hug. This is the most physical contact the two of you ever had and you can happily say that you enjoyed it.

      He's starting to warm up to me you think with a smile.

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Creative Content Contributors: @daegusoftboys (her moodboards for the series are perfection)

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Rating: 18+ (explicit sex, dirty talk)

Word Count: 12,807

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