iKON Imagines

Chanyo Chanyo | Long Legs

(if you know what chanyo chanyo means, so ur a real ikon trash)

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You were really bored, totally jobless. You sat on your bed, the sound of the birds tweeting was only the voices made. It was yourself alone in the house.

It wasn't that scary though, since you had your pet cat – (Y/P/N). You finished all your homeworks secretly at school without getting caught in the classroom. You decided to write a poem.

Getting up from your bed, you wore a black slipper that stays in your bedroom.

You sat on your chair, thinking again. You took out a piece of paper and a black ink pen. You were thinking what to write, you pressed your pen onto the creme coloured paper, creating a black inked mole.

"Aish," you muttered.

Then you had an idea, but then – you had forgotten it after the sound of something fell.

Then, your crush appeared on your head. His name is Jung Chanwoo. On your prediction, he doesn't have a girlfriend nor a single ex, of course. He was rumoured dating the popular girl at school that you hate, but from his own mouth, he said that he hates her.

He was rumoured crushing on you, but he hasn't spoke up for it. He was very popular at school, but then – you were jealous of his long legs.

He's really tall, like a real life giraffe.

So you decided to write a poem out of it.

But then, your weird sense was getting stronger. You imagined what if you were having his legs.

You shook your head and laughed to yourself.

•'Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
Dear Jung Chanwoo,
I'm really jealous of you?

"Why?" you might ask,
If you read this poem too;
I quietly swear some words,
Because of your too long legs.

Even though I'm pretty jealous,
Of course – of you,
Anyways,
I like you too.'

The black 'so-called' dot (or more likely a disturbing mole) was a distraction your work of art.

But you didn't care because it was made by you. Your work of art too.

You added the third paragraph with your confession, you didn't felt anything at all.

The next day at school, you bumped into Jung Chanwoo – causing you both fight to say 'Sorry'. But at the end, you both laughed.

You had forgotten that you brought your poem to school, folded in a paper. You kept it in your bag, but it fell on the floor. Chanwoo saw it and picked it up. It was pretty much a shame that you wrote on the paper that it was for him.

Chanwoo smiled and opened it. Reading the poem, you felt yourself on fire. He laughed at that one part and blushed at the end.

He looked at you and began to speak. "You like me?"

You had to say it since there's no turning back. You nodded your head. Chanwoo smirked.

His smirk was quite scary to you, since it's a puckboy (I don't want to swear)'s thing and you hated puckboys.

Then his smirk turned to a sweet, gentle smile. He held your hand and said, "I like you too."

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yesh

i did wrote puckboy

this is ana btw❤️ aka kingchanu and im scared if there's any innocent children here

i wrote the second imagine! and dont be shy to comment your request : ))