Seventeen Imagines

Jun

Imagine for niyizie_wonnie

It was the middle of the afternoon and you were searching around your house, trying to find your sweats. You had a dance practise later and your boyfriend, Jun, was picking you up any minute now.

You should have looked earlier, but you being you, you left it till last minute. You ran around the house frantically, flipping piles of clothes over, not caring where they fell.

"Ugh, where are they?" You stopped and stood up from your crouched position over the pile of messed up clothes. You tried to think back to when you'd last seen them but came up blank. The only place you could think of where they were, was in your bedroom draws, but you'd already looked there.

You groaned and decided that you may as well look again. You took the stairs leading upstairs by two until you stood in your bedroom. Your eyes wandered over the already messy room, and they settle on the draws that were already messy.

You head over to them and started pulling clothes randomly from the pile. Halfway through the first draw the doorbell rang. You called, "Come in." You already new it was Jun, right on time as usual.

You heard the door open from downstairs and Jun's voice called out, "Y/N?"

"I'm upstairs." You yelled back while throwing clothes behind your back.

"What are you-" Jun let out a little squeal and you turned around finding one of your baggy tops over his head. He reached his hand up and yanked it off, giving you a glare. "What are you doing?" He asked again.

"I'm trying to find my sweats." You said while still digging around in your draws. You pulled one more item of clothes out and your eyes landed on the sweats you'd been looking for. "Yes, finally."

"Okay, glad you found your sweats. Now, hurry up, we're going to be late." Jun stated, but his eyes went wide when you quickly flung your bottoms off in front of him. He quickly spun around, "W-what-?" He stuttered

"You told me to be quick." You tugged your sweats on and tapped his back signifying that you were ready, passing him as you walked out your room. You glanced at him and saw that his cheeks were slightly red.

"Are you blushing?" You smirked and stood on your tip toes, squeezing his cheeks. He caught your hands, pulling them down to your sides.

"I am not, I'm just tired from running up your stairs." He grabbed your hand and started pulling you down the stairs hurriedly.

"God, you should see a doctor if you're out of breath from doing that." Even though you were looking at the back of his head you could imagine his eyes rolling.

"Oh, just come on." You could hear the smile in his voice as he dragged you out the door and into his car.

You'd been dance partners with Jun for years now. He was the one to choose you and you'd both not realised the chemistry you had together until a couple of months ago.

Once you'd arrived at the dance centre, after playing loud music in the car and doing dances together, you hoped out of the car with Jun.

Jun held your duffle bag as you both walked over to the double sliding doors into the building. "Be my partner today?" He asked, nudging your side, laughing slightly because he already knew the answer.

"Who else would I go with?" You nudge him back.

You'd entered the building by then and you could hear the bass from the music playing upstairs. There was always dancing going on even if there wasn't a dance lesson.