MONSTA X IMAGINES

jooheon | like you

I pottered down the stairs, eventually getting to my classroom.

"Good Morning, Miss Han." I smiled as the teacher also smiled, nodding.

"Hi Y/N!" My friend called out from behind her desk.

I took a seat and watched as everyone else piled in. It was a usual Tuesday - one which I wouldn't necessarily want to be in school for but it's the law here.

"Look who it is," Jooheon and his posse 'Monsta X' ambled up to my desk, strutting like a flock of pregnant swans. (A/N WTF AM I GETTING AT I DUNNO)

"Fuck off, Jooheon." I rolled my eyes. "Go jerk off in the toilets or something."

He smirked, giving me a once-over and leaning down towards my face. "Look here guys, the good girl turned fiesty over the winter break."

I gave him an unbothered look and flipped a page in my textbook to highlight the next few chapters. "I thought I told you to leave me alone," when attempting to shoo him away, I realized he was looking to sit in the seat next to mine - which was his actually for the whole semester.

"No. You told me to 'fuck off' actually." He walked around and scraped the chair along the floor just to annoy me even more. As he took his place, I shuffled away from him.

Minutes passed and the bell rang signalling the start of class. We were both writing when a small scrap of paper rolled onto my book. "What's this?" I gave him another judgemental stare.

Oi, little shit

"Very funny," I scrunched it up and threw it into the bin about five metres away from me and began scribbling down something to pass back.

Listen, I've had enough of your bullying. I don't like you. Stop trying to be funny and get my attention because you're rude and I physically cannot stand being in your presence.

His eyes crinkled in amusement momentarily before he leaned towards the side of my face.

"I tease you cause I like you you idiot,"

I sighed as I read the next note.

"Stop lying. You're just an attention seeker who needs people's pity. This is the last time I'm genuinely talking to you." I sighed, trying to push him away.

I stood up to leave the class and asked to excuse myself to study in the library, picking up my bag and hauling myself out the door.

Jooheon followed me.

"Y/N," He whined from down the corridor when I didn't stop walking. I only sped up. "I'm not joking."

Grabbing my arm and making me drop my things, the delinquent pushed me into the janitor's cupboard.

"Just hear me out, okay?" He panicked.

I scowled. "I'll scream 'rape'."

His eyes widened and he spoke with what sounded like sincerity, although he sounded a little apprehensive. "I like you. Like a whole fucking lot."

"Where's the camera Jooheon? When did you start recording?" I droned.

He sighed, upset. "Y/N, listen, I didn't mean to hurt you, it was the only way of getting your attention-"

"Correction - it was the only way to keep your reputation." I told him.

"I'm genuinely sorry. I apologise for everything, from being an asshole to bullying you to being an asshole." He persisted.

I was about to move when I decided to halt.

"Prove it."

He sighed, bringing his face close to mine. "We'll see about that," his lips came into contact with mine, forceful and not romantic, as it was with Jooheon, whatever the situation.

My eyes were wide as his kiss grew more fervent, my hands going to his torso to push him away with force, leading his to stumble into a shelving unit with brushes.

"Once an asshole, always an asshole, Jooheon." I opened the door, back facing him before adding. "Remember that."

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Whoops, didn't see that coming, did you? I'm feeling for an angsty edit today.