Chan and you were the closest friend ever. You were always together, and you did everything together. One day, he casually asked you if you wanted to spend the day with him. This is a normal thing for you two. You didn’t exactly know what you he planned to do but you said yes anyway, since you really wanted to have some time, just the two of you. A day in early autumn, when it is still sunny but the temperature goes done slowly - when you can wear a sweat and a jacket without sweating -, you arrived at the park, where you usually go for your late night walks with him and/or your dog. He had packed a light snack for you two to eat, some fruits; You threw grapes at each other aiming the other’s mouth and did a competition, who was going to be the best thrower of grapes. Well, you were tied. After eating, you played with the kids’ toys and build sandcastles in front of little children, not understanding why two young adults were there. You raced against each other: who can go down the slide the fastest (him), who can jump the highest from the slides (you), etc. You were so happy to spend time like this, being with him was really reassuring, and yet so exciting. Every time you saw his face light up with happiness, your heart would just melt. He meant the world to you, and you meant the world to him. At the end of the day, around 5 o’clock, you walked beside the lake. You were quietly talking about your lives, about things you wanted to do together, such as travelling ‘till the end of the world, when suddenly he slowly took your hand while talking. He didn’t even look at you, and did it with so much ease that you were surprised but went with it, thinking it was his way to demonstrate his affection towards you. You stopped walking and sat on the blanket he brought with him. You were watching the ducks and geese, thrown bits of bread to them. He looked at you and frowned. He took off a tiny feather that was in your hair and locked his eyes in yours. He smiled and put his hand on your cheek and stroke it softly. You blushed and tried to look away, but at the same time, you didn’t want to lose any second of this splendid view that was his face, his soulful eyes. You were so into it that you put your hand on top of his, and brushed lightly his fingers. He pulled your head closer to his and kissed you tenderly. It was the first kiss you exchanged but wasn’t the last. This type of date became a tradition, every Saturday, you would go to this park and throw grapes at each other. And when the time was too cold, you would do it at your house.
Author note: I wrote an imagine about every member of Stray Kids, they’re coming, not sure when though. It’s the same principal for each, first date with the members.
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