BTS Imagines

Namjoon Imagine : Converse

I wore my white tee-shirt and jeans. On my feet were red converse high tops. They were a beat up pair that I had for a few years now, but they were so comfy. I wasn't dressing to impress anyone. I was just walking. I had earbuds in my ears, but no music was playing. I just didn't want to talk.

"Hey!" A person shouted. It was young boy with orange hair, smiling. He had a rectangle smile. He took my arm.

"Come with me" He said. Pulling me. I had no choice. I followed the orange haired boy.

"Hyung Look!" He shouted. Another boy with blonde hair looked at me.

"Wow!" Another boy said, he had chestnut hair, and was so pretty. His most attractive quality was his broad shoulders.

"She's not wearing Jordans" A pale boy said. He seemed disappointed.

"Why am I here?" I asked.

"Namjoonie, you talk to her!" The orange hair boy said.

"Taehyung you brought her, you tell her" The boy shot back.

"Okay well this hyung was talking about his ideal type. Which is a girl wearing Jeans, a white shirt, and red converse, and looks beautiful. While this was happening, you walked by. And you're beautiful, and you're wearing the clothes. It's like fate! So I pursued you for my hyung!" He explained, pointing the blonde guy.

I  stared at him. Is he serious?

"Please just go out with him, he's always grumpy!" The pretty one said cutely.

"He needs a woman's touch" The pale one said, suggestively.

"What makes you think that I'll go out with him? He hasn't even asked me. And you don't know me. This was based on looks, I could a terrible person. I could be like a serial killer, but would you know? Nope!" I ranted, getting ready to leave.

"Wait!" the blonde boy said, standing up and grabbing my wrist.

"What?"

"Go out with me?"

"Huh?"

"Let me hang out with you. It wouldn't even be a date, we would just be getting to know each other." He pleaded.

I didn't have much to loose.

"Okay" I sighed. We exchanged numbers and I left.

The hangout was actually fun. I found out their names, plus some other guys. The called themselves the Bangtan Boys, which made me laugh. Namjoom, the blonde guy had actually invited me on another date afterwards. After a few dates, We became close. We weren't together yet, he was 'courting' me.

It was our 10th date. I dressed in a black and gold dress, with heeled boots. My hair was curled.

The whole night Namjoon was nervous which was unlike him.

"Are okay?" I asked.

"Yeah" he said, fiddling with his chopsticks.

"Namjoonie,I know you. You aren't fine"

He took my hand.

"(y/n) I really like you. I-I just wanted to ask if You would be my girlfriend?" he said stumbling over his words.

It was sweet seeing him flustered.

"Yes" I said, leaning in to kiss him softly.

He kissed back and pulled away. "I've been waiting to do that since the first date"

"Pabo, why didn't you?"

"Girls don't kiss on the first date?" he said, it coming out like a question.

"That's a myth. I would've kissed you"

"Jinjja?"

I nodded. "Now that I'm your girlfriend you can kiss me anytime you want oppa, except when you have morning breath" He laughed.

"Okay" He stared at me.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Can I kiss you now?"

"Don't ask, it ruins the moment" I pouted. He kissed me.

"Yah!"

"You said not to ask."

"Pabo," I muttered, before kissing him again.