Prompt: Can you write an imagine where Justin finds out something really cute about you and teases you about it?
My alarm rang annoyingly, signaling the beginning of a dreadful Monday. I dragged myself out of bed and headed to the restroom. After taking a quick shower to wake myself up, I opened the medicine cabinet to grab a new pair of contacts, only to realize I ran out.
“Fuck me,” I spoke lowly.
I sighed and put on minimal makeup knowing that my glasses will cover half of my face. I observed the ominous clouds outside my window and decided to slip on one of Justin’s hoodies and a pair of leggings. I tied up my hair in a bun and laced up my Converse before opening the door to be blown away by the chilly winds of November. The car engine turned off in the parking lot of school. I greeted Clay at the front door.
“What’s up Jensen?”
He turned to me raising his eyebrows. “Since when do you wear glasses?”
“Since I was ten,” I laughed. “Why? Do they look bad?”
I stared at my reflection in my iPhone screen.
“They look good on you,” Clay smiled.
I suddenly felt arms wrap around my waist, pulling me away from Clay.
“I know my girlfriend looks good, now fuck off Jensen.” Justin shoo’ed him away.
I turned my body towards my boyfriend and smacked his chest lightly. “Babe! You didn’t have to be so rude to Clay.”
He didn’t reply and stared at me, his face softening.
“Um, why are you looking at me like that?” I interrupted his thoughts.
He swept a stray hair away from my face delicately. “Never in our two months of being together have you ever worn glasses around me.”
“I never realized that! How do I look?” I playfully posed.
“You look so adorable, baby.”
He chuckled and pulled me into his chest by the waist, lingering an innocent kiss on my lips.
I tiptoed and pecked his cheek. “I love you.”
He closed the gap between us and stroked my cold cheeks with his thumbs. “I love you too, (Y/N).”
I propped my glasses up on my head and rubbed my eyes in exhaustion.
“Wait,” Justin took a few steps down the hall. “Babe, how many fingers am I holding?”
I rolled my eyes, being able to identify the blurry fingers. “Four, you idiot.”
I placed my glasses back down in front of my eyes. “Wait, Justin.”
He stopped in his spot.
“How many fingers am I holding?” I flipped him off and it was his turn to roll his eyes.
“Very funny, let’s get to class you nerd.”
The last bell rang, meaning it was the end of the day. I studied in the library with Clay, waiting for Justin to get out of basketball practice.
“So Jensen,” I started.
“So (Y/N),” he mocked.
“How are you and Hannah?” I winked and he turned a light shade of crimson.
Clay was my best friend, so he told me every detail about his love life.
“We’re just friends.”
I placed my hands on his shoulders. “I mean this in the nicest way possible, stop being such a wimp.”
“Wow, thanks that helps,” Clay scoffed.
I continued my studies. “I’m a girl, Hannah’s a girl-”
“Like that’s not obvious.”
I glared at him and put my pencil down. “I know how girls are. She’s waiting for you to take initiative so do it.”
Arms wrapped around my shoulders and peppered the top of my head with kisses. I tilted my head upwards to meet Justin’s lips.
“How was practice?” I rubbed his forearms up and down.
“It was, tiring. Now let’s go home.”
I stood up from my seat and said goodbye to Clay. We strolled out the building with our fingers intertwined and were greeted by the sound of heavy rainfall. What a wonderful day to wear glasses. Justin suddenly dragged me in the rain behind him. The raindrops began clouding my glasses.
“Justin! I can’t see!” I yelled.
He ran up to me and held me in his arms.
“It’s like a little fishbowl!”
He tapped his fingertips against the lens. I stood there unamused. Justin laughed and raised my glasses for me.
“But you’re the only fish in the sea for me.”
He passionately pressed his soft lips against mine, ignoring our drenched bodies and the droplets falling in between our foreheads. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he spun me in a circle, laughing like the happiest man alive. At that moment, everything was perfect.