BTS Imagines

Psycho x Professor x Chubby x Body (+): Hobi x Chubby Reader x ?

"Y/N, can I talk to you for a moment?" I asked her to which she looks over at me
with widened nervous eyes that I almost fell for, not in a romantic way because I already have a beautiful girlfriend named Haerina Kim, and the way she looks at me reminds me of an adorable puppy looking at their owner pleading mercy.

But I have no other alternative. 

After all...

"Y/N-ah, why do you want to be a K-pop idol?" I bent down to her face and asked her all she did was smile, "It's because there's someone I want to impress."

"Who?" I asked her.

"Mark. Mark Tuan." She finally said.

"You mean that Mark as in the one whose been scouted by JYP?"

"Yeah him." She answered with a slight giggle which can sound cute if she were a kid, but now it was all disturbing.

"Y/N-ah," I rested my hands on her shoulders, slouching my figure down with my eyes looking at the concrete floor where our stylish shoes met, before I slowly rise myself up and looked into her eyes,  "Y/N if your ambition of being an idol depends on the approval of others then you shouldn't be one." 

"Who are you to say that to me, Mr. Jung?" He was taken aback as he saw her eyes and felt the mad intense rays of her [e/c] irises piercing a storm into his core. He felt sick looking at her but she quickly resurfaced her bubbly persona and say, "It doesn't matter. Either way, I can sing and I know I have talent that I want to show. And this is the one way I see fit in doing that."  

But doesn't she know about companies not allowing their idols to date? Especially in the public eye, knowing that they can retire at an early age for not following the set protocol. 

So I tried to upset her to get my point across.  

"Then if he was your motivator, then why are you still so terrible at dancing?"

Y/N froze not really knowing what to say to his question at first, but then she looks at him square in the eyes and chuckles for a bit, "Even if it'll take me one, five or more than ten years to dance efficiently, I would learn it for the sake of being an idol." 

"So, what if you failed all along?" 

"It's inevitable, I have to work harder then." 

"How about working smarter? Instead of dancing why don't you stand your ground as a solo performer and just be a singer? No need to have countless hours of practicing a skill that you don't see much results in?" 

"Mr. Jung, I know you've seen me working very sloppily and at times I won't catch onto concepts like the other dancers, but I want to be able to follow through with this commitment. I can sing, yes I could've been a solo singer, however, I wanted to follow this route as I know that in the long run it'll bring me to opportunities I haven't even thought of, so don't think of trying to persuade me otherwise, I'm gonna do want I need to do." Y/N ended before she head back inside the dance studio while I just stood there, mouth agape where flies can enter or my drool can slip to the corner, however, this time instead of getting mad or impatient I just remained flabbergasted. 

This girl just simply doesn't get it.