K-Pop Imagines Volume 2: BTOB {Closed for Requests}

Minhyuk - Basketball Practice (Cute)

Imagine....

You are waiting outside the gymnasium at school for your best guy friend, Minhyuk. He is the captain of the basketball team and is always the last one to leave practice. You sigh, looking at your watch, and ponder whether or not you should leave without him. But because he is your best friend, you quickly decide not to. Three more minutes pass by and he finally comes out of the gym. He is wearing a muscle shirt, baggy shorts, and has a towel wrapped around his neck. He is still sweating a little bit from practice. This at first makes you uncomfortable because you have secretly had a crush on him since you guys met in kindergarten. But you quickly shake it off for the sake of your friendship. He looks the opposite direction of where you are, then to where you are and smiles when he sees you.

"Hey, thanks for waiting for me," he says wiping his face slightly with his towel. You stand up and smile.

"No problem, it was my pleasure," you say bowing a little jokingly. He chuckles and lets out a gust of air.

"Do you think I could come over for a bit?" he asks. "I have a huge chemistry test tomorrow and haven't even looked at the study guide." A hopeful grin grows across his face.

"That's not my problem," you say as you turn to walk away. He runs in front of you and walks backwards as you continue to walk forward.

"Pretty please," he says curling his bottom lip over and folding his hands together. You try not to, but you can't help but smile because he makes the cutest pouty faces. "I knew you couldn't say no to me." He puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you closer to him a couple times before letting you go. You blush as he starts to walk away. He turns around and looks at you with a smirk on his face. "You coming?" he asks. You nod, smile, and run up to him. On the walk back to your house, he tells you all about practice. He goes on and on, which would annoy some people. But you just keep listening, occasionally looking up at him, enjoying your time with him. You reach your house and notice neither of your parents are home. You unlock the door with your spare key and hold the door open for him. He smiles at you as he walks in which makes your heart skip a beat in the disguise of you smiling back. You both take off your shoes and he follows you up to your room. You open the door and walk in with Minhyuk still behind you. He closes the door, which surprises you. He notices you and looks at you with a kind of confused look. "Did you want me to leave that open?" he asks pointing to the door.

"Aniya, it's fine," you say with a reassuring smile on your face. He nodds in response. He sits on your bed while you take a seat at your desk. He takes out his study guide and examines it closer. For about five minutes that is. He groans as he falls back on your bed. You turn around and laugh at him. "Had enough studying for one night?" you ask teasingly. He sits up and glares at you with a slight corner grin all while shaking his head. You laugh and sit next to him. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get at least a C on the test." He looks at you with a really expression and you just raise your eyebrows. He starts to tickle your sides and you laugh while trying to stop him. But because he is stronger than you, he ends up pushing you on the bed. He stops and looks down at you as you try to catch your breath. The smile that was on his face slowly diminishes, and a serious look takes its place. You start to open your mouth, as to say something, but are cut off by his lips on your's. Your eyes widen and he pulls back. He stares at your shocked face with both his arms by your sides.

"(Your name)," he begins, "I've liked you for a while now. Since kindergarten actually. I just didn't know how to tell you because I didn't know if-" he says before you pressing your lips against his cuts him off. You break the kiss and he looks surprised.

"I like you too," you say with a smile on your face. He smiles back and leans down to kiss you again.