Stray kids imagines

Seungmin-•.•Marry me•.•

You laid in bed staring up at the ceiling. Your duvet smelled of fresh linen, and it surrounded you like a marshmallow. You could not have been any comfier if you tried.

You were still tired, going to bed at 3am had not been your best idea. However after finishing your essay about American history, seungmin had texted you and you guys were talking for ages. That, you thought, that was something I did not regret.

Now of course lying here, you're mind was full of him. What if he doesn't like me? maybe he thinks we're just friends and nothing more? Panic washed over you. Maybe he was only texting me because he was bor-?

There was a knock at the door.

You flung yourself from the bed, instantly regretting and missing the warmth of it. You passed your mirror and took in your morning look. Hair falling out of your ponytail, mascara smudged. You had on your Unicorn pyjamas, that you'd got for Christmas. You took an intake of breath.

fashionable, you thought.

You ran past you bed, stubbing your toe. You cried out in pain. "Oh the little bastard. You little shiT!"

Standing up, and looking at your bruised and red toe, you hobbled over to your wardrobe where you took out and wore your nightgown. It was plain. Finally something that doesn't remind me of my 6-year old sister.

There was another knock. You jumped and ran down the stairs fixing your hair as you went. "I'm coming. I'm coming" you yelled, still struggling to take the tangled hair band out of your hair.

You pulled, wincing as it took hair with it and you chucked it on the floor. You wrapped the nightgown round you and pulled up it's hood.

You reached for the handle and open it.

At first it was too bright for you see who was standing there. But as your eyes adjusted to the light, you saw him.

He had his hood up, but his auburn hair poked through nevertheless. He wore a denim jacket, and tight black jeans. He always wore that, and it suited him you thought. His eyes were big and brown and you felt your heart ache.

Seungmin.

He was holding two coffees in one hand and in the other a bag. It came from the nearest take away, that served breakfast. The smell hit your stomach and you forgot how hungry you were.

It was your favourite.

"Seungmin?" you asked, returning your gaze to his eyes.

"yes?"

"what are you doing here?" You looked at him then paused. "Wait that sounded rude. I- what I meant to say was- urm"

He laughed, his eyes glittering. "I thought I might drop past and say hello, but as I was walking to your apartment, I passed 'Michaels takeaway' and I thought I'd by you some breakfast. I know it's your favourite"

Your heart physically hurt. Goddamnit why is he so cute?

You looked at him for a moment before gesturing to the food, "..so it's for me?" You looked at the two coffee cups. Were they for him?

He nodded.

You smiled at him. You wrapped your nightgown around you, suddenly cold and missing your bed. "Would you like to come in? It's cold outside"

"If you wouldn't mind"

"Don't be silly, it's you" you laughed, holding the door open for him. He past you, sending a waft of his cologne past your nose. It was refreshing.

You closed the door behind him, and gestured him to follow you into the kitchen.

It was a mess. Pillows were thrown everywhere. Glasses were left on the floor. Piles upon piles of plates stacked in the sink ready to be washed. It was embarrassing.

However seungmin didn't seem to notice, he placed the coffee and the bag on the counter and started unloading it.

All you could do was stare at him. He looked so graceful and you were worried if you said anything you'd ruin that. He hummed in perfect tune as he turned around and flashed you a smile.

"You look really pretty today" he said turning away, continuing to unload everything.

You blushed. "Thank you"

He gathered everything up in his hand and turned around, handing you your breakfast. "Here you are, one fired egg bap, not too runny, not to hard, with extra cheese, just the way you like it"

"oh my god just marry me already" you thought out loud. And stopped dead.

So did he.

shit.

"I mean- urm- I didn't mean to say that- I can explain-" you rushed out, but not quick enough before seungmin cut you off by placed his lips on yours.

You stood shocked and frozen in place by the electricity that flooded through you. It took everything not to drop the coffee and your bap that was in your hands.

He pulled away.

"I think you're even tastier than the breakfast" he grinned. He kissed your forehead, before walking away and sitting down on the sofa. "Are you coming? your breakfast will be cold"

you stood in place, still unable to move.

"Wow I think I might love you"

He laughed.