Ryeji Imagines

Make you scream

Fluff, maybe smutty ;)
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Ryujin's POV

I heard the front door open and close after a short while, followed by quiet footsteps on the staircase.

"Can I come in, Ryujin?" I heard Yeji's voice, along with some knocks. A smile crept up my lips and I sat up on my bed. "Yeah."

Yeji came in with a smile and closed the door behind her. "Hi, Ryu. Your mom let me in and told me where your room was." She said with a polite smile and looked around. "Your room is so nice. Can I sit somewhere?"

I nodded and patted the space next to me. "Sit with me."

Yeji sat down next to me and fixed her long brown hair. I felt my heart flutter at the sight. She was so pretty.

"How are you?" She smiled and looked me in the eyes, making my heart flutter even more. I cleared my throat and looked away, trying to keep the smile from creeping up my lips. "I'm doing great. How about you? Anything new?"

Yeji shrugged a little and toyed with her fingers, her lips curved into a smile. "I'm good too. Nothing really interesting or outstanding happened but yeah...just that."

I met Yeji in one of my classes. She's almost 20 and I just turned 19, but we're getting along great.

"What do you want to do?" I leaned back on my bed and looked around, looking for anything that we could keep ourselves occupied with. I glanced at Yeji and noticed that her eyes fell onto my guitar, looking the detailed flowers that were painted on the front.

"I can teach you how to play if you'd like." I nudged her side and got up, grabbing my guitar. "It's so pretty..." Yeji complimented, taking a closer look at the flowers once I sat down with it. "Can you play something before we start?"

I chuckled softly and scratched the back of my head. "Any requests?"

"Can you play Male Fantasy?" She smiled a little and looked back up at my face, her eyes briefly lingering on my lips. I nodded and grabbed my capo, putting it on the 8th fret. I started playing, humming along to the song.

"Your voice is so beautiful." Yeji whispered quietly, trying not to distract me. I muttered a small 'thank you', focussing on playing. When I finished, Yeji clapped her hands excitedly and cheered playfully, putting her hand on my knee.

"Thank you, Yeji. I bet that your voice is also really pretty when you sing."

Yeji shook her head, laughing softly. "It's not, but thank you."

"So, which song do you want to learn?" I smiled softly, quietly fingerpicking some song, trying not to look at Yeji's lips. She wore a different lipstick today, the shade was darker and it made her lips stand out more.

"Something easy."

I nodded and spread my legs widely, patting the space between them. Yeji glanced at me in confusion and unsurely stood up, sitting on the egde of the bed, between my legs.

I put the guitar against her and grabbed her right hand, strumming gently. "Put your pointer finger on second string, first fret, your middle finger on the fourth string, second fret and your ring finger on the fifth string, third fret. That's Cmaj7."
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"The food is ready!" Mom shouted from the bottom of the staircase, making me whine. Yeji laughed softly, putting my guitar away. "Come on, Ryujin. Let's go." She tugged on my hand, holding it tightly. I pulled on her hand and squealed as she landed on top of me.

Yeji yelped and looked at me, cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry." I muttered, gently putting my hand on her lower back as I sat up.

She got off of me and stood up. "It's okay." She whispered, trying to hide her smile behind her hair. "Let's go..."