[✓] monsta x » imagines {b1}

kihyun | foreign lover

Requested by: MonicaMochi

(A/N): There is a lot of Korean in this story, I put English translations in italics and parentheses for you all! ^^ enjoy~

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You let out a sigh of frustration, turning the map around in different angles in your hands. You were on a study trip overseas from America. Here in Seoul, South Korea, the land was different, people were different, roads and street signs were different. You had studied the foreign language hard, finally proud of getting to come to Korea even if it was for a few months.

But now, with your phone dead and lost on the side streets in this huge city you started to panic. You had to resort in pulling out the trifold map of Seoul and try to pinpoint your location.

After a frustratingly five minutes, you decided to roam around for a bit and try and find a sign or something to tell you where you were. You could of asked one of the many Korean people that walked passed you, but you were embarrassed by your somewhat broken Korean. It wasn't the best, but it somehow managed to get you where you were now.

You walked and walked, admiring the buildings that you passed. Even eyeballing some what looked like high school boys, joking and laughing about. You then started to wonder if it was possible that you could see a Kpop idol on the streets but probably not. Let's face it, you were a hard core monbebe, your love for Monsta X was undeniable. You would kill to see even a glimpse at the handsome vocalist, Yoo Kihyun.

You plopped down on a bench, tired of walking. The long flight had left you tired and exhausted. You leaned over, propping your elbows on your knees and buried your face into your hands.

"I'm never going to get anywhere..." You mumbled into your hands.

Suddenly, there was a tap on your shoulder, jolting you up into a sitting position again.

"U-Um... excuse me?" (cue bts park Jimin )

You stared up at the boy in front of you, unable to speak properly. You've seen his face many times on your phone, but up close and personal it seemed almost unreal. His hair was a blossoming pink, and his eyes the color of caramel. His dewy clear complexion smiling at you. And God were those lips the best shade of red.

"A-are you... lost?" The boy asked, his obvious broken English was just too cute for mankind.

"I-I... No.. I mean.. Y-Yes!" You felt it hard to breath. Yoo Kihyun was literally standing mere inches away from you, so close that you could reach out and touch him. It may be winter but right now it felt like a desert.

"I can.. I know... how help you." His voice was soft as he slowly reached for the map that you had laid beside you in your frustration. You were debating where to speak in Korean or just have him speak in English, it was just way too cute.

"Gomabseubnida! (Thank you!)" You smiled, a faint blush coming to your cheeks. You hoped he would think it was just the cold.

"O? neo hangug al-a? (Oh? You know Korean?)" His eyes widened and he grinned widely.

"Ne, jeoneun yag 3 nyeon dong-an gongbuhaessseubnida. (Yes, I've studied for about 3 years.)"