K-Pop Imagines • REQUESTS CLOSED

uwu • bang chan

genre(s): high school au, badboy, fUckBoI, playboi

warning(s): the word babygirl, jokey kinky stuff

description: when good girl Y/N starts getting targeted by bad boy Chris. Can you see where this is going?

word count: 2.3k
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I sighed as the same blonde-haired boy pinned me to the same locker at the very same time as he had for months.

"Hi, Chris." I smiled sarcastically.

"What's up, babygirl?" He smirked, leaning above me.

"Well, I was on my way to class but a certain someone pushed me against my locker." I rolled my eyes. "Again." I mumbled, but he could hear me as he was so close.

"Don't act like you don't like it." He moved closer, our noses nearly touching.

Sometimes I wonder how I got into this position.

It all started Sophomore year. I was just  normal good student who had fun occasionally when sat next to my friends. Chris Bang was the popular boy, but he didn't really bother anyone apart from his friends and the skinny gymnasts.

Then Junior year started, and Chris snapped. He got, like, 10x hotter, and while the gymnasts looked like sticks, I got curvier.

I guess that was also when he became such a flirt.

It's now a few months into junior year and, fuck, this boy is flirty. He always plays with me.

"I don't like it." I said, flustered and averting my gaze because the eye contact was too intense.

"Are you sure?" He teased, grabbing my chin softly to force my eyes to meet his. "Because it seems like you're blushing."

"I have no idea what you're on about." I huffed, feeling my face heat up. He snickered and pushed away.

For me, time stopped. He stopped in this position that showed off all of his features: his blue denim jeans showed off his thick thighs and the Gucci belt tightened the fabric around his hips, his white sleeveless tee showed off his buffed chest and his black leather jacket polished the look. His brown, curly hair was straightened and styled today. He looked stunning, but I was never going to admit it out loud.

He adjusted his jacket and ran his hand through his hair, looking into the distance.

He looked like a fucking movie character.

"I'm gonna be performing at the talent show tonight," he said, fishing something out of his pocket. "And I want you to come as my plus 1, guest, whatever you wanna call it." He handed me the ticket and I looked at it.

"Me? Why?" I asked, confused.

"Because... I want to see what you think," he smiled, his dimple popping out. "Jisung, Changbin and I have worked really hard on this, and I know you like and appreciate the style of music we perform, so I wanted your opinion."

"What's in it for me?" I asked.

"If you go, I'll treat you to any food you want afterwards." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"I'm in." I said instantly and folded the ticket attentively, placing it carefully in my pocket. "What time?"

"It starts at 6:30. I'll see you there!" He smiled brightly and Naruto ran to his next class. I cocked my head to the side as I watched his figure moving quickly through the halls. He had his goofy moments.

He was kinda cute, too.

I stopped outside the hall where the show was taking place. I didn't know why, but I was nervous. I shook my head and walked inside. I approached the admission person and handed her my ticket.