Crush imagines (fluff)

Jealousy (includes BF/N) (SUPER LONG SORRY)

C/N's POV

Ah. Another day in the life.
It's so boring... I can't wait to get home...

Smol time skip

I arrive in my 2nd period class. Gee, i wonder what the teacher's gonna get onto me for today... I hear someone sit down behind me.

"Hey, (Y/N)." I greet in an obviously monotone voice.

"Hey, (C/N). Are you alright?"  She asks me.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I reply in a tired voice and a straight face.

"Are you sure?" She asks. I look over and see her in (BF/N)'s hoodie. I can't help but smile...I can't even take her seriously with that hoodie on. It's so huge compared to her. It just makes her look so small...

"I'm fine." I reply, slightly softer than before. I look away so that I don't make her suspicious.

"Okay." Was the only word she said before taking her (E/C) eyes off of me.

I already know she likes me. She's liked me for...quite a while. But ever since (BF/N) came into the picture, she's been treating me more like a friend.
That's only something the past me would've liked from her.

I feel like she's finally moved on, though. I just don't know why it...hurts me. On the inside. Just a little.

I'll get over it, though.

Time skip to 2 weeks later

I sit down in 2nd period again and glare at (CF/N). I'm not ready for today.

Let's see...two tests, a CFA, and a project. Wowee.

I glance at the door and see (Y/N) again, this time she's not too happy. I'm not too happy either.

I thought I'd get over seeing (Y/N) with (BF/N). But as time passed, that pain in my chest got worse and worse the more I looked at them being together, smiling at eachother, her head on his collarbone and him kissing her cheek. For the past two days, I couldn't even bear to look at them. What on earth is wrong with me?

"Hey, (C/N)."

"Hello." I muttered in my lowest and most disinterested voice.

"Uh...are you..."

"I'm fine." I reply. She becomes silent for a moment.

"....No...No, you're not." She replies softly.

"Yes, I am." My voice cracks slightly. Stupid puberty.

"W...well...alright." she proceeds to flop the sleeves around in (BF/N)'s hoodie. I glance at my own hoodie and wonder what it would be like to have a small girl wearing it.

"What's it like, wearing a huge hoodie?" The question slips out of my mouth.

"Well, it depends. If it's your own hoodie, then it's no big deal. You sort of feel comfy in it, but not really."

"And what about...someone else's hoodie?"

"It feels like you have your own portable blanket. You also feel like the most adorable person on the whole planet, depending on how big the hoodie is."

I nod and my eyes instinctively land on her. She's too small for that hoodie. She looks good in it in a way. There's one word to describe it, but I can't even think of it right now. I feel so overwhelmed by her appearance.

Her eyes dart away from the nearby window and meet mine. She bats her eyes a little.

She looks so cute.