a/n: this was originally posted as a short imagine on my instagram account (same username as this one). so if it seems familiar, that's why :)
Today marks the tenth day of your junior year of college. It's amazing that you had gotten that far without breaking down out of frustration, but you were close. Since day six, the "bad boy face" of the school - Jimin - had been trying to ask you out on a date. Every time, you'd walk away & pretend you heard nothing. But today? Today was different.
"(Y/N)," you heard Jimin call from behind you. "Just keep walking, don't even dare to turn around," you told yourself. "(Y/N)," he tried again. "Keep. walking," you kept telling yourself. You heard him sigh. He runs after you & grabs your hand, leading you to the empty staircase towards the back of the school.
Still holding your hands in his, he sits down, with you following his actions. As the two of you sit on the staircase, there's an awkward silence.
"(Y/N)," he tries.
"What Jimin? Can you not take a hint?"
"(Y/N), I know you've heard some things about me, but you have to trust me when I say they are nothing but rumors," he says, squeezing your hand, forcing you to look up at him.
"Oh yeah, and why would I ever do that?" you reply with a scoff. He leans over to you; your faces so close -- the tips of your noses barely touching.
"Even a bad boy can be a good boy for his girlfriend," he says with a smile, keeping eye contact with you. "I know you think that I'm nothing but bad behavior, but you should know that if anything, I do it in the best way."
