Crush imagines

Silent love

Some people would feel confused, some others would be indistinct towards them and some other would feel bad for her. As usual, she would turn her head away from their stares and ignore them. Why would she let other people influence or even worse, decide her choices? She loved him and deep down, she knew he loved her back.

She didn't know why her parents didn't like him. He was nice, he was gentle, he was smart and he was great in sports. Wasn't that any girl's dream guy?

''C/N?'' the girl called in the darkness.

Silence.

Rubbing her eyes, she stood up and grabbed her robe to wrap herself from the crisp of air to blindly walk towards the door. When she opened the lights, no other presence was found but hers in the bedroom. She sighed and exactly knew where he was.

C/N was quiet. He would talk if one would encourage him to but he wouldn't say much. It wasn't that he was shy, he just had nothing worth to talk about. He would hold his burdens and problems inside and maintain a blank expression, but when he met her, he started to be more open towards the one he loved only. The best part was that she loved when he would hear her problems, only listen and not tell her what to do. It felt relieving.

If he didn't talk much, he would listen more and understand.

The door of the balcony was slightly opened, letting the light of the moon shine in and let herself get a better view of her surroundings. She spotted a fade shadow behind the glass door and slowly took wolf steps towards it.

Aside from his silence, the world would take a second glimpse of his features. Girls at school would most of the time pick him first in their list and guys would want to be his friends. Since he didn't really care, it just made him more popular as he seemed ''cool''. She would always tease him of the reason he has always had a hood on was that because he was too attractive and would roll his eyes.

''C/N,'' she softly called. He didn't react nor showed any body movements of her sudden appearance. He just kept staring at the night sky filled with stars. She decided to sit beside him and do the same.

What they didn't know, was that he would always call her, checking in and having small talks. Y/N would go to his place and study with him, but he would only stare at her while she tried to solve a problem. Whenever she felt insecure about something, he would stay by her side and instead of words, he would express his support and love by actions. If he didn't talk much to all or to even her, he would listen more and understand.

It was the side he showed only to one person, which was her.

She felt a hand wrapping itself around hers and glanced down to see him rubbing his fingers on her hand. She looked at his side profile and admired how well defined his jaw was, how his eyes held so many thoughts and emotions by that touch and how his mouth slightly curled upwards.

He then pulled her towards him, making her sit on his laps. Wrapping his firm arms gently around her, he kissed her cheek and rested his head on her shoulder, looking elsewhere.

You knew what he meant by that simple gesture.

I love you.