Crush imagines

She's mine

'cuz I know y'all are hyped for cute imagines... so I'm here trying to swing my mood up :D PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT AND LOVE ME PLEASE, I'M SO LONELY😭
Ps: I didn't edit, so have fun cringing at my very ugly grammar. English is my third language so yolo!

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A rush of tiredness ran through your veins the moment you stopped running. You know that type of tiredness, the one when it feels like your limbs weight 2 tons. Yes, and you just wanted to collapse on a chair or something like that. Just relax. You couldn't care less about the dryness around in your mouth.

The (sport's name) practice completely sucked your soul out. You went in search of a small stool, before grabbing it and dragging the object to the center of the gym. You watched as the other athletes finished running. They all looked exhausted to their cores. You couldn't help but glance at C/N. His white shirt sticking onto his body, hugging out his form. His biceps showing slightly under that slim layer of sweat. His hair pulled back by his fingers. His parted lips, sucking in air to run his last lap. That view made you blush. C/N had looked over at you before a small smirk crept up the corner of his mouth. He quickly bit his pink lips, winking at you, as he finished his lap.

From the corner of your eyes, C/N was walking towards you, targeting his prey. Gulping down nervously, even if a small smile couldn't help but escape your facial expression, as you saw him strolling his way to you.

You suddenly roared out of laughter as 3 of his friends, who just finished running, jumped on his back. Suprised, C/N didn't let out a manly scream, stumbling around, his buddies laughing at him. Throughout that small moment, he would constantly glance back at you. His friend, Simon (A:N/ I keep using this name), sensing the cute moment between us decided to butt in.

''Dude, stop eating her out with your eyes. And you meant that both literally and figuratively.'' C/N chuckled, his deep voice resonating through all his torso, before continuing to walk towards you.

''I'm not...'' He lamely defended, pushing away Simon' hand off his shoulder. His smile got wider as he got closer to you. C/N suddenly quickened his steps, putting his arms straight out, before trying to push you off the stool. You tried to tighten one of your hand on the chair, as you let your other arm to defend you. You grit your teeth, trying to not laugh out.

''Get off the chair, before I give you a lap dance!'' C/N barked, his face dangerously close to yours. You let out a whine, blushing madly at the sexual thought.

''Come on C/N, let's go get something to drink!'' Simon yelled walking closer to us. Hoping, he would let go of your wrist, you glanced at him, his challenging stare glared back at you. Leaning closely to your ear he whispered, ''I'm letting this one slip away.''

''COME ON! A STOOL IS NOT BIG ENOUGH FOR TWO PEOPLE.'' Simon smirked at what he said next. ''Get a bed with her!''

You froze at that, you didn't care if you were going to fall off your chair. C/N stopped everything, before glaring over at Simon. ''SHUT UP!'' Not even glancing back to you, he stomped off towards his friends all of them laughing. C/N couldn't help, but to forgive them.

''Dude, do you like m- I mean, Y/N?'' C/N asked Simon, as they walked away from the gym. The latter snapped his head back to C/N, not believing a word he just said. ''Eum... I-I mean she's really cute and all... I think she would be perfect for me...'' Simon added quietly, spilling the truth to his best friend, who was listening attentively. Without Simon knowing, C/N felt jealous. It's like an unpleasant feeling in the pit of his stomach as if someone just knocked him off.

''DUDE!'' He suddenly yelled, '' she's too young for you!''

Surprised at his friend's sudden yell, flinching away, and scowling at C/N.