Iᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ A Wᴏʀʟᴅ Lɪᴋᴇ Tʜᴀᴛ! [𝙁. 𝙒𝙤𝙡𝙛𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙] 𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦.

B.P | Tell Me Where It Hurts.

Trigger warning : this imagine mentions harassment
: Y/i - Your initial.

Y/n was just chilling at her house, drinking coffee , AGAIN.

It was pouring rain outside, so she decided to just hangout at her own home rather than staying at Theo's all the time.

Boris now has a girlfriend, Kotku.

Y/n's POV.

It's been 3 months since Boris told me and Theo he has a girlfriend, some chick he met before.

Boris has been...

Distant.

Not just on me, but on Theo also.

It's been me and Theo who's been hanging out from the last 3 months and we miss Boris. And we kinda got tired of seeing each other's faces every once in a while.

"seriously? You again?" Theo said laughing as he opened the door.

"no Boris, Theo."

It's not like I'm complaining that i hangout with Theo all the time, but I really do miss Boris.

I'm not acting like i own Boris or what but you know?

I do like him, oh wait.

I fucking love him.

And I just miss my best friend.

He never goes to Theo's house anymore.

Neither as mine's, like before.

He didn't even showed up on my birthday.

It was just me and Theo who got wasted all day.

We tried contacting him, texting him on where he is. Asked him if he's okay, asked if he's still alive and such.

He never replied.

It's like, he forgot about us.

Lightning struck outside, making me jump.

"bullshit." i said sipping my coffee putting my feet on the top of the table.

I blankly stared at the wall.

The wall where Boris wrote our initials.

"T + B + Y/i"

Suddenly, there was loud knocking on my door.

Who could that be? IT'S LITERALLY STORMING OUTSIDE.

I got up then went to the door.

"Theo seriously what the fuck do you want this time, I'm not washing your dishes anymore dipshi-"

As I opened the door, i faced the person that I've been missing for months.

Drenched in rain.

Red, puffy eyes.

Boris.

"Boris?! what the fuck???" i said pulling him inside, i took his iconic black blazer off him taking a towel near me and covered him with it.

I pulled him on the couch, sitting him down.

I went straight to the kitchen, then made him tea.

I got back to the living room where Boris was still stunned on the couch.

"Boris?" i asked, sitting down beside him. Putting the mug of tea on the coffee table.

He looked at me with those puffy red eyes, he looks like he's been crying.