Daehyun's imagines

You're annoyed at the prank

You're furious. You shut your bedroom door and once you hear it bang, you allow the tears to fall freely from your eyes. You're annoyed, upset and angry with your brother and his friends. They're just so mean. Their latest “prank” had been to cover you in flour as you went to see what they were shouting to you for in the back garden. Normally, you would laugh most things off, but this was your favorite outfit and you're pretty sure that they had ruined it. It wasn’t the worst one, that's for sure. Once, they had picked you up fully dressed and thrown you in the swimming pool. Another time, they swiped the memory on your laptop, or at least made you believe they had.

It's fair to say they torment you. And you hate it, and them. Your brother keeps picking on you - as do his friends, and you hate them for doing so and wish they would transport to another planet. Especially Jung Daehyun, with his dark brown hair, and his intense brown eyes - a look that has all the girls swooning over him. Well, not you.....You would rather see him gone forever.....sorta. You have mixed feelings for him. You developed a small crush on him awhile back, but you don't know what to do, as he seems not to care about you and would rather see you dead.....under a bus. A knock at the door interrupts your thoughts and you stare at it and sigh in disgust.

Daehyun: “Can I come in?” You: “No.” Daehyun: “Come on, I want to call a truce” (agreement between enemies or opponents to stop fighting or arguing for a certain time). You: *think of a thousand witty comebacks, but settle on simply shouting* No! The handle moves, despite your firm disagreement, and you see Daehyun standing at your door.

Daehyun: “We were just having fun” You: “Right..” Daehyun: “There’s no need to get so upset.” You: *give him your best evil stare and fold your arms across your chest* Daehyun: “Have you been......crying?” Casting your eyes down, you stare at the smattering of flour against your sleeve and sigh. You're one of those unlucky ones that even if you shed just a few tears, your eyes puff up. Oh, and the tear tracks in the flour on your face is probably a big give away too.

Daehyun: “We never meant to make you cry, (Y/N).” He steps fully into your room, and has the decency to look abashed as he closes the door behind him. You: “Whose idea was it?” Daehyun: “Mine.” You can’t think of anything to say. You’re shocked into silence at his honesty. Daehyun: ”It’s usually my idea.” You feel yourself bubble with anger. Daehyun: “Thing is though, I thought you enjoyed the attention.” The bubbles begin to boil. Daehyun: “Like it was some big joke to you.” You: “I. Don’t. Find. It. Funny.” Daehyun: “Yeah, I can see that now.” He shrugs and looks at the floor, while you curl your hands into fists at your side. Daehyun: “But the thing is, (Y/N), I enjoy doing it.” Your nails cut into your palms as you tighten your fists. Daehyun: “I like thinking about you, and spending time with you. Even if it's just a few minutes.” You: “What?” Daehyun: “I…” He takes a few strides across the room, standing in front of you and takes your hands in his, gazing deeply into your eyes. Daehyun: “I like you.” You: “Huh?!” Daehyun: “I have feelings for you. You know how it is......when someone is mean to you, it means they.....*hinting* like you.... *looks down shyly*” You: “What?” Daehyun: I honestly thought you knew. 

His lips press against your forehead, his hands resting on your hips. Daehyun: “I’m sorry.” You can’t find the words to say. He had been so mean....for so long. And he likes you. For a moment, you stare into his eyes, and wonder if you’ve fallen and hit your head. Daehyun: ”Can we go for a walk? Talk a bit?” You: “I need to get changed.” Daehyun: “Of course.” He leaves the room and you hurriedly change into less floury clothes. Once changed, you hurry downstairs to where Daehyun is waiting with your brother, and their friends. They all stare at you and you have the horrid feeling that this is another joke and you’ve been set up, yet again. But Daehyun stands from where he was slouching on the sofa and takes your hands. His friends say nothing, as his fingers intertwine with yours. The only person to comment is your brother.. about when Daehyun’s supposed to drop you back home. And with that, Daehyun blushes and leads you out of the house. You can see his eye-smile as you both walk~ ^^

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~Chae.