Ambw Kpop Imagines

Perfect

Idol: Kwon Hyuk/Dean
Genre: Romantic??
(Slide the thingy up there👆)
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Tonight was the night that Y/N was in for a surprise that her boyfriend was going to give her, but let me not expose anything so you all can read what happens.

"Y/N? You here?" Dean asked as he walked up the stairs of their bigger than normal sized apartment.

"Huh, Dean? I'm here, in the bathroom!" Y/N yelled so her boyfriend heard her.

"Okay, I'm coming up." Dean said.

"It's not like I'm naked, I'm just straightening my hair, you perv." Y/N shook her head, laughing to herself.

"I'm already here~" He back hugged his girlfriend, swaying her.

"Boi, you best stop 'cause if you don't I'm gonna burn myself and we both don't want that to happen, do we?" Dean quickly let go of his girlfriend, scratching his nape.

"Sorry," Dean apologized awkwardly. "Where are you going? I had plans for the both of us,"

"I'm not going anywhere, I just wanted to straighten my hair. Is there something wrong with that?" She asked.

"No, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Where are we going?" Y/N bent down to put the straightener away first, and then the rest of the materials she used.

"A place," Dean answered blankly.

"But where?"

"Somewhere."

"Where is somewhere?"

"The place that I'm taking you to," Dean said.

"I'm tired of me asking you questions that aren't being answered seriously, so I'll stop asking you them." Y/N turned around to face him and crossed her arms.

"I'll give you a hint," Y/N raised an eyebrow.

"What's the hint?" She asked.

"Dress nicely, but don't wear shoes." He told her.

"What, no shoes?"

"Yeah, no shoes they're not need so don't wear them, I won't wear them either."

"Where are we going?"

"Sorry, you're question has been declined. Have a nice day," Hyuk said with a machine voice.

"Babe," Y/N whined, hitting her three year boyfriend.

He only laughed, getting out of the room with his girlfriend behind him. "Please, please, please." Y/N  begged.

"I'll tell you that you don't have much time," he brought his wrist watch up and pressed his finger on it. "Tick tock, you better get ready, Cinderella. It's almost midnight."

"I think you got the wrong princess,"

Dean scoffed, "Just hurry," he shooed her away.

"Not fair." She stomped away, hearing her boyfriend's adorable laugh. She couldn't help herself from smiling herself. "Lucky me," Y/N sighed and opened her walk-in closet.

"I should be elegant, but graceful. We're probably going to be outside, so I want to be naturey. Hm, do I have that kind of thing in my closet?" Y/N asked herself as she looked through all of her dresses.

"Just the one!" Her face brightened up.

Dress:

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