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Requested by anonymous: Heyyyy, I don't really know when this is going to get to you, but I have been reading your prince of tennis imagines and they were really really good, so I was wondering if you could maybe write one on ji jingwu, I don't really have a plot but something fluff. Thank youuuuuuuu❤️❤️
Pairing: Ji Jingwu x reader
Word Count: 1.4k words
Not just anyone could catch Jingwu's eye, they had to be an exceptional person. Which was why many believed him to have an interest in Si-Yang, since he was one of the people that Jingwu actually seemed to like. That was a whole fan club on it's own, one that Jingwu wished he could just disband and he had tried to no avail. But unlike what most people believed or the ridiculous standards they had invented for Jingwu's "ideal type", the person he actually liked was just a normal person. Not an tennis prodigy, not someone you'd only see on tv and certainly not the number one student. Just a person.
And that person was you.
You didn't really get how you ender up with a boyfriend like Jingwu, nor did you get why he ever approached you. You knew well enough that Jingwu had a lot of people that wanted to date him, you even remembered when that female makeup youtuber approached him after school and you just as well remember the look on her face after being harshly rejected. Although you felt bad for her, she clearly had never been rejected before, you were also just glad as Jingwu walked your way. You also didn't miss the fact that he suddenly threw his arm around your shoulder unlike usual where he remained a small distance from you.
At the end of the day, you didn't cared about how it all happened and you rather just care for your relationship itself. Why? Because Jingwu is quite a character.
On one hand, he was kind and thoughtful. He took you on plenty of dates, some of them more for your sake then for his, and his gifts never stopped. On the other hand, he was completely oblivious and didn't really realize when he was being a bit insensitive. He was usually uncaring to others, especially to his teammates, so that tended to also apply to you without him realizing. Then again, you kinda knew that he was like that when you started to date him. Then again, he was more affectionate then people often believed. He walked you to school, even though you lived thirty minutes from him and then thirty minutes from school which meant he had to leave an hour earlier than he would usually have to do, and he also held your hand all the way to your classroom. When school was finished, you'd make your way to the training grounds where you waited for him to finish his hourly training before he walked you back home. During lunch, he'd sit with you (accompanied by Chonghong), and made sure you ate well before bidding you goodbye at the end with a kiss on your forehead. If he doesn't or can't do one of those things, you'd find a note in your locker along with a small gift and he'd make sure that he could make it up to you.
Today was one of those days, he had no school today thanks to the tournament that would take place later today. Although it was technically after school hours, he would be practicing the rest of the day due to the school's request. The small paper roses in your locker were already enough, but the fact that they were little notes when you opened them was even more special in a way. You didn't want to think of how long it took for the handful of notes to be made, just the fact that he did it was enough. So you read every single one, careful to not rip the paper as you opened it before storing them in your little box of notes. It started at a joke, but Jingwu took it as some kind of challenge to fill the box up. He was almost finished, only a few more notes and it would be full. After reading all of them, you quickly packed up before continuing your school day like any other.
"Do you think Jingwu will win?" Someone passed by you, but you were aware that the question was not directed at you. Nonetheless, you shook your head softly as some kind of response, not that the two giggling girls noticed. You pulled your bag out of your locker, filling it with the necessary stuff before slamming your locker shut again as you felt a presence beside you along with soft whispers.
"Couldn't wait until I came, huh?" You turned your head to look at your boyfriend, who rolled his eyes at your statement before grabbing your bag from your hands and slinging it over his shoulder. You knew you wouldn't win against him, so you didn't argue and just took ahold of his hand with a bright smile.
"Let's go then, you can't be late!" "They won't mind." He responded and you gave a quick nudge in between his ribs, claiming that it was rude for him to do so. He didn't care much for punctuation when it came to meeting his opponents, but you were and often had to drag him there so he was on time. He already had a bad reputation with his competitors, he really didn't need to add anymore to that. You parted ways at the stands, you moved to the front row while Jingwu moved to the field while actively ignoring the fact that his team seemed more excited than him to see you. The match started and you cheered for every single player before pausing as Jingwu stood up for his match. You didn't cheer, unlike most of the stands, and instead you just remained quiet. He needed to concentrate and you knew he couldn't do that with the loud cheers from behind, but he quickly shushed everyone with a raise of his hand. He turned his head to face you and you gave him a thumbs up, which he returned with a smirk before focusing on his opponent. You knew the outcome, his opponent was a second year student that was clearly nervous like it was his first match. It didn't seem un-logical, there were no third years present even though you knew their used to be before. That and the fact that he missed the first 2 serves without even having time to move. Jingwu was not going easy, but then again he never did that. It only took 15 minutes for Jingwu to win, his opponent was on the ground while panting loudly. Jingwu didn't care, turning around and facing you again.
"Shake his hand." You mouthed and although your boyfriend seemed displeased by the suggestion, he followed your request as he walked to the net and held out his hand. When done, he marched to the side and took the towel from Chonghong before sitting down.
"(Y/n)!" A happy voice sounded from beside you and you gave a smile to Song Ci as he stepped closer.
"Thank you for talking captain out of letting me play~" He yawned loudly as he leaned on your shoulder, hugging your arm softly and you scoffed.
"Well, you might not be so lucky as you think." He looked back up, eyes filled with worry before looking at Jingwu, who was glaring daggers at the man beside you.
"You have extra training next week... Extra 2 hours every day." You patted his back as you grabbed your bag again, giving Song Ci an innocent smile before walking off. You didn't have to wait long by the exit for Jingwu to arrive, he never took long after the results were announced and he always found you without needing directions. His arm was quick to snake around your waist, leading you away from the group before you could even congratulate them for their win.
"The bus stop is that way." You commented, but Jingwu didn't listen as he sat down on a bench and pulling you down to sit next to him. When you did, his head dropped on your shoulder as he sighed.
"You did good, well done." You petted his head and Jingwu sighed again, pushing his head closer to you and settling in the crook of your neck. You remained quiet as your hand tugged at his hair, listening to his breathing.
Although he was a difficult character most of the time, these were the moments that you realized who Jingwu really was. And you were honored that he showed this side of him so easily to you.
