Exo Imagines

The Winter Ball (Kris)

It was the night of the annual winter ball. You had a date, surprisingly. Boys didn't ask you out. Ever.

Especially not this boy.

Wu Yifan, commonly known as Kris. Third year. Renowned gang leader and the toughest boy in your school. And, for some reason, has decided to ask you to the formal dance.

It seemed nearly impossible, since you were almost the exact opposite. Timid and shy, you could never bring yourself to socialize with your peers voluntarily. Some people said that you have a pretty face, but boys always seemed to be almost afraid to talk to you. You couldn't understand the looks these boys gave you, it was always so confusing to you.

A part of you wanted to back out of the date, but your best friend, Yuri, had forced you to go along with the whole thing. She said he had talked to her about you many times before, and that he had fallen for you.

Of course, you weren't completely convinced, but your best friend would never lie to you.

Yuri had just applied the last dab of blush to your already flushing cheeks when her phone rang.

"Yeah? Oh, hey, Kris."

A lump forms in your throat. Even the thought of this guy made you nervous. Yuri looks over at you and smiles.

"Yes, she's almost ready. We'll be out in five!"

Playing with your hand-crafted curls, you watch as Yuri hangs up, gathering her things and shoving them into her purse. You couldn't help but feel a little excitement in the thought of a ball. The fact that you had a date didn't really interest you, it was more of the learning aspect of the dance. You had never been to one before, so you hoped to be able to add this experience to your list.

"_____, we're going to be late if you keep daydreaming like this! Kris is waiting in the limo outside!" Yuri whines, pulling on your arm. You sigh, trying to keep balance in your silver stilettos. You had gone with a very classic look tonight - wearing a slim black dress, accented with fiery red lipstick. You had never felt so...made-up.

After saying goodbye to your parents, you follow Yuri outside to the glossy black limo, parked right in the center of your driveway. A tall, thin figure climbs out of the car, a white smile plastered onto his model-like face. His expression changes to slight shock when his stare pans over to you. You immediately recognize him as Kris.

"You look beautiful, _____," he murmurs, walking boldly up to you. His arms circle around your waist, and your heart thumps in your chest. Why were you feeling this way...?

"Thanks," you manage to say, your face flushing. Somehow, your views on the date portion of the night have become much more positive. But, you were still left wondering how this gangster could be so gentle with you.

He releases you, and moves to open the door for you, his long fingers grasping the handle.

"After you," he purrs, gesturing towards the inside of the dimly-lit limo. You grin, nodding shyly as you slide into the car. Yuri and her date, Kai, were already making out in the back of the limo, so Kris and you decide to sit towards the front.

"Wow...all the stars are out clearly tonight!" You exclaim, tilting your head back to stare at the white spots in the sky. "There's Venus...and the big dipper!"

You continue to point out the different types of stars as the limo speeds down the highway, and Kris watches you, entranced. He had never met a girl like you. The girls he had dated didn't have the passion you had about life, and he was interested to learn more about you. He had almost forgotten about the guilt he felt whenever he sees you.