Ateez Imagines 🔞

You're My Home

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Park Seonghwa
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School. Not the best place to be, but it's better than your house. Your parents are never home. You hardly even know them in fact. Ever since you were old enough to stay home alone, they've been gone.

And even when they do come home - maybe an hour - they ignore your existence completely. Thankfully you have your few friends to keep your mind off these things.

You're sitting in a desk in an empty classroom reading a book. You don't even hear when the door opens and footsteps echo throughout the room.

Two hands slap down onto your desk. You jump and look up to see your best friend, Park Seonghwa.

"Y/n, what are you doing?!" he whisper-screamed. You look up at him with wide eyes. Okay, one little detail was skipped. You're in an empty classroom, in the middle of the night.

You sigh and close the book you were reading and raise to your feet. You walk over to him and throw yourself into his arms. "Oh Hwa, you know I can't stay at that house." you whisper softly. He pulls you into him and holds you closer.

"Then stay with me tonight." he offers and looks at you. You return his gaze to see him smiling brightly. How could you say no to that?

"Okay, but just this once." you agreed. He'd tried to get you to sleep over at his house when the two of you were younger, but you weren't the sleep-over party type of girl.

He takes your hand and links your fingers with his as he leads you out of the school. The walk is around fourty-five minutes to his house.

Once you get there, he gives you a change of clothes so you can take a shower. But as you look at them, you realize they're his clothes.

"Hwa, you don't like anyone wearing your clothes. Not even Joong." you say to him, holding the clothes up.

"Well you're special, you're the only one that can wear them other than me. Now shoo, get a shower. Dinner will be done when you get out." You don't waste any time and jump in the shower.

Once you're dressed, you're greeted with the smell of food. The clothes are a bit big on you, but they're comfortable. You walk into the kitchen to see the table set with food on the plates. Seonghwa is finishing up the dishes he was washing.

You walk over and take a seat to have dinner while Hwa joins you.

After dinner the two of you get ready for bed. You plug your phone into the charger and turn to the boy.

"Where's a blanket I can use?" you ask him. "Oh, on my bed."

You twist your face in confusion. "Then which blanket will you use?" This time he looks at you in confusion.

"The... One on my bed? Same as you." Then it hits you. He's talking about sharing the bed.

"Oh, Hwa! No I can sleep on the couch."

"No no, it's insanely uncomfortable and you could get pains. I also have no other blankets. So I insist, share the bed. There's plenty of room." he argues. He's not going to let go, so you know you should just give in early. Or else the two of you could be at it all night long and get no sleep at all.

"Psh, fine." you grumble. He smiles and leads you to his room. Once you step inside, it's much different than the rest of the house. His smell is much stronger here. Some clothes are laid out here and there. It's not a mess but it's not squeaky clean.

You take a deep breath in as his smell fills your lungs. Your heart starts beating faster and you know your cheeks are pink.

"Ready for bed?" you hear Seonghwa ask, pulling you out of your thoughts. He's already in bed waiting for you to join him. You walk over and climb into the bed to lay beside him.

He fixes the blanket to where you're both covered well enough before sinking into the bed. You close your eyes to try to sleep, but your mind is racing.

You can't believe you're laying in the same bed as Seonghwa. But why is your heart racing? You have no romantic feelings for him. He's just a friend, and that's all you see him as.

You feel a pair of arms wrapped around you and light breaths on your neck. When you turn around, you see Seonghwa with his eyes closed. He's asleep definitely, because he's snoring.

You let out a sigh you didn't realize was trapped in your throat. You nuzzle your body against him and close your eyes to go to sleep.

The way he holds onto you feel so right, like it happens so often. The feeling is like one you've been longing for, for so long now. You feel loved, wanted, and most of all.. You felt home.