KPOP Boys Imagines

Imagines of your favorite kpop boys!

Cover made by Zireee & trbl.


Author's note

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Y/N'S P.O.V -

“Kris, you don’t have to leave.” I whisper to him. We lie under our tree house we claimed moving to Korea. Now, we’re grown up.

    I turn on my side to look at him. Just me, him, and the picnic blanket under the stars. We’re childhood best friends, but I’ve always had so many feelings for him. I never knew if he felt the same way.

“I really don’t have a choice Y/N, I just don’t feel comfortable in this environment.”

    As kids, Kris and I lived in China. Then he and I decided to move to South Korea as we got older because we made it into trainee position of becoming a kpop idol. Kris passed his trainee years, I on the other hand, just barely debuted. Instead of leaving South Korea, I stayed so that Kris and I could be together somehow. I can’t afford to go back, and Kris can’t afford to take me with him.

“What if, you try and make way here?”

“I can’t, I already got accepted into a company in China. I can’t just leave the offer.”

“How do you know you won’t make it over here? You could easily find a company with your talent!” I perk, hoping his dull reaction would differ. Nothing.

“It’s not just as easy as you think Y/N, I can’t become something in Korea with barely knowing things about it.”

“How about - we create our own company?!”

“You’re so foolish.” He chuckles and looks at me while sitting up. “That costs money.”

“I’ll help you get every dime you need just please don’t leave - “

“Why does it matter to you so much?” He asks, standing up in frustration. I stand up with him.

    Kris and I, our unbreakable bond is about to disappear in a flash. It will dissolve in midair. I know that Kris doesn’t feel the same way I feel about him, but I know for a fact that he does care about me somewhat.

“Do you even know how much I care about you?” I ask him, hugging his waist. He stares forward, not embracing me back.

“I know you care about me. If you really do care about me, you’ll understand, and let me go.” This time, I feel rough hands hug my back. I can’t cry about it, that would make me look wimpy.

“What will I do without you?” I ask,staring up at him. My chin is on his chest and he looks back at me. Our mouths so close together.

“I don’t know…” He begins to inch closer and closer to my lips. Suddenly, He lifts his head back away from my face and stares ahead once again.

“That’s all you have to say?” I exclaim, shoving his chest away. He seems the slightest bit startled.

“What do you want me to say?” He replies but in a calmer tone.

“It doesn’t matter to you anyways, I’m just going to go.”

    I begin to walk away. No reaction from Kris of course. He never acknowledges me ever anymore. What’s the point of even trying to get him to stay. Suddenly, Kris grabs me from behind, turns me around, and his lips touch mine. His lips are soft, and I spent so many years of my life wondering what it would have felt like. He parts and looks me deep into my eyes. His eyes are watery, maybe he does care.

“Y/N, I am in love with you, and I have only loved you my whole life. Maybe I haven’t ever known it until now, but I know that I will never leave you.” Kris kisses me again, and I kiss him back.

“So are you still leaving?” I ask, still in his arms.

“I’m coming back for you. I was never going to just leave you here.”

“When will you be back?” I ask him, puppy eyes included.

“You’ll know when it happens. Right now, I need the last few moments with you.”



    All of the rest of that night, Kris and I did things we never knew we would ever be capable of doing with each other. The next day, I woke up clothed and in a hotel room. He clothed me again before taking me anywhere, and bought me a hotel room. He also left a note that said:

“I’ll come back for you.”

To this day, five years later, Kris still hasn’t showed up. I can believe he’ll keep his word, but I can’t bare to think what he’s doing. I see him everywhere now. He’s a rap star in China, one of the best. Kris said once he became successful enough, he’d come back for me. Sadly, in my case, I’ve been waiting three whole years after watching his success.

I never dwell on the past. I just know that I loved him, and he loved me. Will we ever see each other again? It’s not likely. I have a husband who I love to death now and has given me my beautiful children. I still live in the area though. I kept it that way purposely just in case Kris came back.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!” Taesun, my youngest child shouts from my feet. Today is my birthday.

“Thank you.” I purse my lips and sip some tea with a smile on my face.

“DO YOU WANT SOME CAKE?” He asks, shoving a horribly cut piece at me. I nod and take it from him.

“Anything in the mail?” I ask. It’s something that I ask the boys every day.

“Just some mail from daddy. I read it and he says he’s doing well and he’ll be back in one more year.”

    My husband enlisted in the military due to the strict laws of living in South Korea. He is about 3 years older than I am.

“Oh - and there was a weird guy at the door earlier too.”

“Well, what did this weird guy want?” I ask him, sipping some more tea.

“He said to give these to you.”

    He hands my a card and a single rose. I sniff the rose, it smells fresh. I open the envelope. Inside there's a card and it reads:

“I came back, and my feelings never changed. I will always love you, and I’m glad you found your way. - Kris”

    Finally. He did come back. He still loves me, and I still love him. Will it ever be a topic I mention to my husband and children. Never. All that matters is that Kris fulfilled his promise.

He came back.




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