nct imagines

shotaro - borrowed clothes

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"oh, where is it?" shotaro muttered while looking through the dresser.

"where's what?" you asked him while scrolling through twitter.

"it's nothing, y/n. just looking for a shirt i wanted to bring with me," he replied and closed the drawer. he walked out of the room, leaving the door open, "sungchan, have you seen my blue t-shirt? the one i wore when we had practice?"

"huh? i don't have it, hyung," you heard sungchan answer.

you got up from shotaro's bed and walked out of his room. you went into the kitchen and opened a bag of chips. you walked into the living room and sat on the floor while turning the tv on. you changed the channel to a show that you've watched before and went back to scrolling through your twitter feed.

"hey y/n, can i have some?" sungchan asked and you looked up to see him walk into the room.

"sure," you held out the bag to him and he took one out and ate it. "you're already done packing?" you asked.

"yea, we won't be gone for too long, so i didn't pack much," he answered and grabbed another chip.

all of a sudden, you heard a familiar voice yell in japanese and then a screech.

"shotaro?" you called out but received no answer. "hold this." you hand the bag of chips to sungchan and stood up. you walked to shotaro's room and saw shotaro in the corner of the room, "what happened?"

"i saw a spider."

"oh hell no, i'm out."

you closed the door, trapping shotaro inside his room.

"hey! don't trap me in here!" shotaro pulled the door open.

"i don't want to be in there with a spider!"

"i don't want to either!"

"geez, you guys are annoying," sungchan spoke and walked into the room. "oh, it went out the window. nothing to worry about." he said and walked back to the living room.

and while that happened, you and shotaro were too busy hugging each other in fear of said spider.

"go close the window," you said to him. he nodded and both of you went back into his room. shotaro closed the window while you laid on his bed.

"oh, i finally found my shirt," he spoke.

"huh?" you looked at him and noticed him staring at you. you looked at the shirt you were wearing. "oh, was this the shirt you were wanting? i'm sorry, you said i could wear one of your shirts. i'll grab another one."

"no, no, no, it's fine. you look cute in it. actually, you can keep it," he smiled and sat on the bed next to you. he reached down and kissed you. "you're super cute."

"you're cuter."

"you're the cutest," he said and kissed you again.