Seventeen Imagines

Jeonghan

Imagine for 5sos-kpop-lover and dontcaregoaway

"Y/N, could you pass the bucket?" The manager of the local car wash, where you work, calls. You look up and see him standing on the other side of the car park. He signals you to hurry up, so you pick up the filled bucket with both hands.

Yes, this may be the worst job, but it's still a job. Washing people's cars for a living isn't what you'd pictured when the word 'Job' popped into your mind at first, but you'd finally accepted it.

"Hurry up, Y/N! We don't have all day." Your manager shouts, not even lifting his head up from his phone. You sigh and quicken your pace, the bucket weighing you down until you reach him, breathless.

"Here's the bucket." You say while gently dropping it by his feet, water escaping the sides. You stand there waiting for him to respond, but he just stays silent while doing something for his phone.

You decide to give up after waiting a couple more seconds. You turn around with a sigh and begin to walk back to the car you'd been helping another employee with.

"Y/N, I didn't tell you to leave." He says and you stop in your track and sigh. You close your eyes for a second before turning round with a smile plastered on your face.

"Sorry, sir." You give him an apologetic look and walk to his side. "What did you want?"

"I have another customer waiting, could you clean the car?" He stuffs his phone into his pocket and points across the car park, towards the entrance.

You quickly breathe in. Your dream car was parked in the sun, sparkling and the thought of having to clean it made you excited. Who said there wouldn't be any upsides to being a car cleaner? 

"Y-you want me to clean that car?" You ask a smile breaking out onto your face.

"Is there a problem with that?" He raises an eyebrow at you and crosses his arms in an attempt of authority.

You immediately shake your head. "Of course not." You quickly turn taking a few steps, so that you're looking at the beautiful car.

"The bucket."

You look back, "What?"

"You need the bucket to actually wash the car." He hands you the bucket.

"I knew that." You nod and finally make your way down to the car.

You rush up to the car and your hands flat on the bonnet, looking at your reflecting in it. "I'm going to clean you up perfectly, my baby." You pout.

"Excuse me?"

Your head whips up to the drivers side of the car and you couldn't believe who you saw. Jeonghan, the schools 'popular' guy as the girls and some of the boys like to call him, but you just acknowledge him as the 'player'. However, you hadn't found a way of proving it yet.

 He wore tight ripped jeans and a knee length black coat around his shoulders,  and he's the type of guy that could pull off the long hair which was tied up loosely on the back of his head.

You suddenly become conscious of what you look like, baggy sweats and an over sized top that reached your knees. You know you shouldn't though, as it's quite likely that he doesn't even know who you are. You stand up straight and eye Jeonghan up and down, trying to give off a tough girl persona.