Exo Imagines

132. Sehun (cute)

"Babe, I'm sorry," Sehun, your boyfriend apologised as he knocked his knuckles against the bathroom door again, pressing the side of his head up against the wood, hoping to hear you answer back, only to have his heart sink further when the only sound he could hear was that of your lonesome sobbing.

"________," he spoke your name, his voice soft and loving, full to the brim with worry. "Will you please unlock the door." You didn't reply, you just continued to sit on the toilet lid, your feet lifted up, hugging your knees tightly as you wept into the material of your jeans. Sehun sighed heavily and pressed his back to the bathroom door, blowing up his fringe frustratedly and he slid his way down the wood to sit on the floor. "You can't stay in there forever," he stated, and even though you didn't want to believe it, you knew he was right.

Wiping away your tears with some tissue you threw it in the bin, took a deep breath and strutted towards the door. unlocking the deadbolt and yanking the door open before Sehun had a chance to move, sending him flying back to crash against the cold bathroom tiles with an "oomph."

"True, but I'm not going to talk to you," you said in a stern tone, your tempered voice only amusing your boyfriend further.

Sehun chuckled. "But you're talking to me right now."

"No I'm not." You slapped your palm against your forehead after those words left your mouth and Sehun laughed behind you.

"Come on, baby, you must know I didn't mean it!" Sehun ran down the hall after you, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you from behind as you struggled to stroll into the living room.

"You called me a 'useless bimbo' and told the boys I was 'just a fling'," you moaned dramatically, throwing in the air quotes and the evil stare.

You turned away and pulled your arm free from Sehun's grip, only to have him grip it again tightly, pulling you around in a circle to crash against his chest, holding you close and right so you couldn't wiggle free. "I only said those things to make them happy," he explained, drawing small soothing circles on the small of your back when you struggled against his grip. "They don't think you're good enough for me." Sehun released one of his hands and pressed the tips of his fingers against the underside of your chin, raising your head to lock his eyes with yours. "But what they don't understand is that you're the one that's too good for me."