BTS Imagines

Rap Monster -Chess

"I'm going to whoop your arse!" you claimed as you looked at your boyfriend sat opposite you, a chess board in between both of you.

He laughed, "Do you even know how to play?"

You coughed nervously and scratched your head. Truth be told, you'd never played before.

"The thing is-" you began but Namjoon just cut you off.

"I'll teach you."

"You will?" you asked. Chess may be boring to others, but it was still a game you had been interested in.

He nodded, staring intently at the board before you both. He moved so he was now seated on the arm of your chair, showing you where to put which figure and what they do. It had been a few hours of him teaching you how to play but also telling you all the rules. Now was the time you were able to put your new 'skills' in action.

Each move made by your competitor was precise and well-thought out. You realised he had missed several chances to nab your queen, which made you feel all giddy at the chance of you winning.

"I won!" you slumped back in the chair. "I won," you repeated, letting it set in.
Namjoon was amused at your excitement of winning, grinning as he sat in his chair. You launched yourself at him, tackling him in a hug. The chair tipped at the force, but luckily it didn't fall over.

"Bloody hell, (Y/N)"

You had your arms wrapped around his neck, his arms around your waist. He was comfortable to hug, you resting your head on his shoulder.

"Thanks, Joonie," you had pulled back to look at his face. "Did you let me win?"

"Of course." He said pulling you into a kiss.