BTS Imagines

Namjoon ~ Perfect

There was simply no equation to explain how perfect he was in your eyes. He'll walk in the room in all his perfectness, eyes searching for you and finally when he meets your eyes, a smile would play along his tempting lips.

Your locker was filled with photos of you and him. All of your youth you spent with him. Together you were inseparable; unpredictable like hurricanes tearing down cities. He was beautiful in your eyes yet you were unsure about what he thinks about you. Were you ever someone more than a friend to him?

He was a mystery, his smile a wonder.

You could never decipher what goes on his mind. You can never understand how his mind works. You didn't need to because one look; one smile from him got you completely under hypnosis.

He's so clever.

The words he spoke got you wrapped around his fingers, making you believe that he was the only truth you needed. One look into his eyes and he could give you a thousand reasons to stay with him. From his lips, a million words form but you only needed to hear three simple words. Will he ever get the message?

You weren't rushing cause you know he's not going anywhere without you. You made sure that you're always one step ahead so he would always be chasing after you.

"Goodmorning!" Namjoon pulled his chair in front of your desk, "What's got your eyebrows in a line today?"

"I still haven't found anyone who'd take me to the prom. I only have 1 week left.." You said, your shoulders slump in surrender.

He laughed at you, his rich voice like a siren's song enticing girls around him, "Oh no, Y/N's running out of boyfriends. No more pretty flower boys?" He batted his eyes at you and began acting cute.

"Don't make me puke on your face." Your lips formed a tight line. "Who are you going with anyway?"

"Who am I going with? Do you really want to know?" Namjoon raised one of his eyebrows. He looked at you through his eyelashes with a smug smirk on his face.

"Why am I even acquainted with you?" You rolled your eyes at your best friend before letting your forehead fall on your palms, "I'm doomed."

"It's not a big deal, Y/N." He said, "It's just prom."

"First, it's not a big deal cause you're already going with someone. Second, it's not just prom, it's senior prom. Do you see my problem now?" You made him see your point with exaggerated hand movements.

"I'll take you." He said, twirling your pencil between his fingers.

"You told me you already have a date."

"I can still cancel." He raised an eyebrow again as he kept his eye contact with you, "So, what do you say?"

"You're a jerk, you know that." You told him, snatching your pen back as the teacher entered the classroom, "I'll find a date on my own."

"Suit yourself." He flashed you a smirk before returning to his desk.

You were hiding a smile underneath the tough facade you had on. You hate not going with him to the prom. For years, he was always the one who took you to prom but this last year he got a girl that he hangs out with a lot more than usual. Namjoon never brought her up so you never asked.

...

"Hey there, you grumpy alligator." He greeted you at his doorstep; his hair was all over the place and his eyes, barely noticeable as he flashed you a bright smile.