joji miller imagines

crying in my prom dress

your pov

you applied some lip gloss to your lips, your hands shaking, because you were just so excited.

your crush, ian, had asked you to prom, and you could hardly believe it was real.

your friends had tried so hard to convince you that he wasn't who you thought he was, and how he was just in it to sleep with you, but you shook those comments off.

your friends are just jealous.

ian was supposed to be here any minute now, your heart in your chest as you stood in the bathroom, your eyes flicking up and down your body.

you had spent an embarrassing amount on this dress, but it was so perfect, it fit your body wonderfully, you loved it, so decided to just do it.

this is supposed to be one of the best nights of your life, anyways.

and just as you were spraying on perfume, there was a knock at your door, and you grabbed your clutch, running out of the bathroom and through the living room, (which was challenging in heels).

and you took a deep breath, in an attempt to calm yourself, and then you opened the door to reveal ian, looking cute per usual.

he was wearing a suit, with a tie that matched your dress, a corsage in his hand.

and he smiled when he saw you, "you look beautiful," and you blushed, "thank you."

and he grabbed your wrist softly, sliding the corsage on, it was gorgeous. with white and pink flowers.

"well, lets go, we don't wanna be late," he smiled, and you grinned, walking down the steps of your house, holding the front of your dress in your hand, as to not trip over the long fabric.

and ian started the drive to the prom venue, and you both made small talk the entire time, your stomach in knots, you could barely believe he actually asked you!

and as you arrived at the venue, it was fancier than you expected. you saw all of your friends and the rest of people in your grade walking into the school.

ian parked and stuffed his keys into his pocket, getting out of the car and walking over to your side, opening the door for you and holding your hand, pulling you up out of the car.

and you walked into the entrance of the venue, his arm around your waist, keeping you close, and as you entered the building, you saw all the pretty fairy lights and decorations lining the large room.

and ian saw his friends; max, joji & chad.

"you'll be okay for a little bit, right?" he asked, looking down at you, and before you could even answer he spoke up again, "perfect! you're the best! i'll see you for a dance," he mumbled, quickly jogging to go meet his group.

your eyes fell on your group of friends and walked over to them, "oh my god! you look so pretty!" your bestfriend smiled, pulling you into a hug. and you thanked her.

and once you all caught up with all your friends, your friend Chloe turned to face you, "so, you think you're gonna fuck ian tonight?" she grinned.

and all your friends burst out laughing, while you just blushed. "i-i don't know, maybe? i-" you stuttered.

"awe, you're so nervous! that's so cute!" chloe smiled, and you sighed.