EXO imagines™ [CLOSED]

I don't know why ~Kris

You looked at him across the table that separated you; the cool city boy—not. He wanted the world to think he was all tough but he really wasn’t and you knew it. His dyed blond hair fell in his eyes while he slurped his bubble tea.  He had to look up at you since he was bent over his drink and when he did his dark eyes caught your green ones. You still didn’t understand why he would want to go on a date with you. You were definitely not his “style”. First of all you were from Belgium. Second of all your hair was a weird ashen blonde and your eyes a dull green. And third of all—you were NOT cool. But when he looked at you, you felt special; when he showed you his little quirks and flaws that he didn’t show anyone else except for his hyungs maybe.  And in situations like this where he interrupted whatever he was doing just to tell you that—

“_____, stop thinking. It’ll hurt your head at some point. You are beautiful, jagi.” You blush and smile at him shyly. You were still not used to this and he knew that. So when he moved to sit on the bench next to you, he smirked as he leaned down to press his lips against yours, because he could basically feel the heat reddening your cheeks.