Everything For You/Yandere Kpop Boy Groups Imagines

The Boyz: Bbangmoon/Number One

"Hoonie, I'm going to Soojung's house next week," Kevin announced, chewing on a sausage, "That girl needs English help."

"Why doesn't she ask Jacob?" Younghoon asked, "If I were her, I'd surely prefer Jacob over you as a teacher."

"Aw, I'm hurt, Hoonie," Kevin fake cried, "You don't like me?"

"No - that's not what I meant..." Younghoon pouted, "I mean, as a teacher Jacob is more patient than you are."

"Yeah, I'm just teasing you, dummy," Kevin giggled, "You see, she is the same grade as me, not Jacob. She doesn't know Jacob well, and he's shy with girl strangers. You know that well."

"Oh, right..." Younghoon said, "I totally forgot about that."

Unfortunately for Kevin, he didn't see the sly glint which flashed in Younghoon's eyes.

~

"-and I made him promise to tutor my English!" Soojung grinned brightly at her friend, who gasped in amazement.

That's it, before Younghoon accidentally bumped into her.

"...Uh, sorry." He mumbled, hurried away.

"What's with that guy?" Soojung grunted. Her friend didn't seem affected, "Didn't you see that guy's face? He's so handsome!"

"Yeah, yeah, no manners though." Soojung complained, taking out her phone, "I'm gonna tell the whole world about it - wait. Where's my phone?"

"Did you drop it somewhere?" Her friend asked, "You know how clumsy you are."

"Yeah, but I swear I put it in my bag..." She replied, puzzled. "Well, let's backtrack anyways."

Kevin definitely didn't expect to see Younghoon sobbing silently in their bed.

"Baby, what's wrong? Did something happen?" He rushed to his side, rubbing his back.

His boyfriend didn't reply right away, instead clinging onto Kevin, hugging him as tightly as he could, crying and hiccuping. It hurt Kevin to see how pained his boyfriend was.

After calming down a bit, Younghoon showed his boyfriend the messages he received.

Unknown

You really think Kevin loves you? 

You faggot, there's no way he loves you

He's only pitying you

Why else would he agree going out with me?

Loser

Kevin frowned, "This number is...Soojung."

"Is it true?" Younghoon asked, voice quiet but pained, "Is it true that you pity me? Are you going out with her...?"

"No way!" Kevin said, hugging Younghoon as tightly as he could and showered him with kisses, "That bitch is faking everything up. I merely agreed to tutor her and that's it. No tutor for her now. I'm going to snap at her."

"Hyungseo, you don't need to-"

"Don't stop me, honey. That bitch deserves me cutting ties with her. No one is allowed to hurt my babe." Kevin growled, dialing Soojung's number.

It took 3 rings for her to pick up.

"Ah, Kevin! I just found my phone and you called!"

"So what?" Kevin hissed, voice emotionless, "You bitch hurt my boyfriend. That's it. I'm done with you."

"What?" She sounded confused, but Kevin's not buying it, "What do you mean?"

"Don't fake it. You know what you did. I'm not going to tutor you. Don't even talk to me." Kevin growled, cutting off the call and blocked her number.

"Hyungseo, you really don't have to...I don't deserve you," Younghoon said, "But thank you."

"Babe, you're always my number one, you know?" Kevin chuckled, kissing Younghoon once again, and once again, missing the slight smirk on the older's lips. "Don't say you don't deserve me. You're the best, baby."

Exactly what I want to hear.

~

"What's the matter?" Her friend asked.

"Some asshole must have picked it up and send these messages to this random guy," Soojung fumed, showing her friend the messages. "And now-"

"Kevin hated you for this." Her friend finished.

~

A few days later, Younghoon came back home with green and purple bruises and even a nasty scratch on his face, much to Kevin's horror.

"What happened?" He shrieked.

"Some guys beat me up...for Soojung, they said." Younghoon mumbled.

"I am going to teach her a lesson." Kevin promptly said, standing up.

"No, it's alright," Younghoon pulled him back, "If they ever beat me again I won't just let them. I was just caught off guard today."

"If you say so, honey," Kevin sighed, "Let me treat your wounds then."

Younghoon smiled sweetly, "Thanks."

"Don't smile so happily. You're all hurt." Kevin grumbled, taking out the first-aid box, "I'm hurt to see this sight."

"Sorry...I am not good enough for you, aren't I?"

"No, don't say that!" Kevin pouted, "Didn't I say that before? You're the best and I'm not leaving you."

Despite the alcohol hurting his wounds, Younghoon smiled contently.

Buying this so easily? But that's right...I'm the one who you should focus on, because I did this all for you. The others don't matter...It's me who is your number one.