Jisung Imagines

he's rude the first time you meet (requested)

You walked down the sidewalk with your headphones in and your phone in your hand.

It's a beautiful day outside and you're trying to get out and enjoy it.

You could feel the rays of the golden sun on your shoulders and it felt nice to enjoy the fresh air and sunshine.

As you walked, you saw a crowd of people just up ahead.

There were cameras and cell phones and voices that were so loud you even heard them over your music.

You heard some screams coming from the crowd but it didn't sound like screams of fear or horror, it sounded like out of excitement as if someone famous was in the crowd.

You watched a guy step out of the crowd and wave to everyone before going into a cafe.

The crowd of people began to fade as everyone went on with their day, satisfied with catching a few glimpses and taking some photos of the guy you assumed had to be quite famous.

Looking at the time on your phone, you decided that since there was still a lot of time in the day, you'd go into the cafe and grab a cold drink before going on with your walk.

Making your way inside a moment later, you saw that the famous guy was in front of you now.

As he stepped aside to wait for his order, you caught a glimpse of him but had no idea who he was and chose to keep to yourself.

It can't be easy being swarmed by so many people and you didn't want to add to the stress you're sure he was already feeling.

Stepping forward, you made your way to the counter and ordered a cold drink that caught your eye on the menu.

After paying, you went to step to the other side of the cafe so the guy could have some space and distance.

You pulled your phone out again and went to open social media when you noticed the famous stranger go to leave the cafe after grabbing his drink.

But on his way over to the door, you watched his wallet fall out of his hoodie pocket.

The last thing you wanted was for this famous guy to have someone find his wallet and get some of his private information.

You picked it up and tapped his shoulder before he could walk out.

"Excuse me?"

He groaned before turning around to face you.

"What is it now?" He asked. "I just wanted to get a drink and enjoy the nice weather! Is that too much to ask? Can't I just have some time to myself without being bothered all the time!?"

He seemed annoyed and frustrated as he ranted, not even letting you get a word in edgewise.

"I don't want to take any photos or say hi in a video for you to post online, okay? I just want to be left alone!"

"Okay." You said a few seconds later. "Um... here."

You held his wallet out for him.

"Did you take this from me?" He angrily asked.

"What!? No!"

"That's such an invasion of my privacy!" He snapped.

"I didn't take it from you! You dropped it, you jerk! I was trying to be nice and give it back to you so someone who recognized you wouldn't take it and find your information!"

He looked at you wordlessly.

"You seem to have a lot of adoring fans but I'm not one of them. I don't know who you are. I was just trying to be nice and give your wallet back to you."

Before another word could be said, your name was called as your drink was placed on the counter.

You grabbed it and then headed back over to the door.

But the famous stranger stood in front of it.

"Excuse me. Can I leave?"

"I'm sorry." He said. "I'm sorry for snapping at you and for accusing you of taking my wallet. It's just hard sometimes when you're always followed around and your privacy is invaded so often."

You nodded understandingly.

"Can I make it up to you?"

"That's not necessary." You replied but watched him shake his head with a hopeful look in his eyes.

"It is. I was so rude to you. I can't believe I acted like that. I'm sorry."

"You're forgiven."

His eyes sparkled and a smile pulled at his lips.

"I'm Jisung. A lot of people call me Han but you can call me Jisung."

You couldn't deny that his smile was making you melt.

It was adorable and infectious; almost as warm and bright as the sun that was shining outside.

"I'm Y/N."

"That's a beautiful name." He complimented and you looked away from him as your cheeks heated up.

"Can I please make this all up to you, Y/N? I'll buy you some food or a snack from the menu. Anything you want."

It was clear that he wasn't going to let this go and he'd only feel better if you agreed.

"Okay. But on one condition."

"Anything, Y/N,"

"You have to share it with me."

He smiled again and nodded his head.

"I can do that. What would you like?"

You went back to the counter and agreed on an item from the menu.

Once it was ready, you sat down at a table and began to share it.

"You didn't have to do this. You were already forgiven."

"I know." He said. "But then, I would've watched you leave without getting to know you. I didn't want that to happen."

"Why?"

"Because I like you." He smiled. "I like how you're honest and sweet and... pretty."

Again, your cheeks heated up.

But this time, your heart skipped a beat too.

"I like you too." You said before bringing your cup to your lips. "Even if you were a jerk back there for a moment."

He laughed and even though he knew you were teasing, he still nodded his head.

"I was a jerk. I'll spend a while making it up to you if I'm able to."

You liked that idea; it was undeniable judging by the grin on your face and the butterflies in your chest.

"Maybe." You spoke and sank your teeth into your lip as you gazed at him, both of you already feeling a strong connection.

This was going to be the beginning of something amazing.