BTS imagines

Fluff|| Namjoon

March 3rd 2018

Prom, it was coming—beautiful part dresses and the up beat music, but most of all—the date. "Hey Sue, you excited for prom?" You adverted your staring stance from the prom poster—a smile spreading on your face as you see the male figure. "Hell ya I am" You giggled—hanging onto your bestfriend's  arm as you guys start to walk to your classes. "A~ Namjoon who you asking" you teased— loving the way how you smiled sheepishly with his dimples. "Oh, she's a beautiful young—mature lady" He rubbed his nape, his usual outburst—making you smile. "She better say yes"  You beat your hands together, the pain of impact hitting each time. "Yah, stop that's dirty" Namjoon swatted your hands—his longer slender fingers wrapping around your palm.

"I'm not the one who watches porn every night" you scolded—running away from your death slip already.

[time skip]

March 4th 2018

Your eyes glared at the students who were stifling small laughs—you didn't know why. It seemed as they were excited for some shit. Cranking your head back to the a little tug on your shirt—you cocked an eye. A student placed a flower, an gardenia in your hands—his hands giving you signals to move on.

A tied note on the step caught your attention—
Gardenia, meaning purity, sweetness, joy and love. Which describes you perfectly

You would run into a new student, carrying another flower—another pathway leading you. Climbing stairs you would hear a chant of "1,2,3" then students jumping out of the corner—giving same flower. You didn't know how many times this happened—you did know that it was scaring the shit out of you.

"This is some tiring shit" you groaned—a big banquet of flowers held by your hands.

"Hey Y/N" a deep, Husky voice—the one you loved.

Your head dipped down below the flowers as you pulled them up to see Namjoon.

"Be my date to prom"

A single flower tilted in his hand, slowly he pushed it on the middle of your banquet speaking soft words.

"Your beauty overwhelms me splendidly—your happy and sweet. You are my secret love. You are my pride"