treasure imagines

band-aids || jihoon

— plot ; soulmate au! wherein your bruises/cuts in your body would appear in the body of your soulmate as well.

"another band-aid again?" the nurse worriedly looked at y/n when she stood in front of the clinic with an apologetic look.

she nodded slowly and bashfully smiled, "i swear i'm not doing any self-harm! it's just that i'm kinda clumsy, i guess?" her eyes shifted to the whole clinic to avoid the nurse's eyes as she came up with a lie.

the truth that she visits the clinic at least thrice a week was because random bruises keep on appearing in her body- especially on her legs. as she really wasn't that of a klutz nor was she falling in the ground 24/7 (like lim jugyeong in true beauty lmao sorry💀💀), the most reasonable explanation was all the bruises were from her soulmate.

everyone in her class had already experienced something weird as a communication from their soulmates. some had random writings magically appear on their body that was written by their soulmates, some dreamt of their soulmates being with them in their dreams, and y/n, the only person who gets bruises or cuts in spots on her legs.

she was honestly fine with this but it just irks her that she also feels the pain the bruises give her. which she completely hate and despise. actually, the first bruises and wounds she received weren't painful and were harmless but as they multiplied, she could feel them as if they were her own bruises and wounds as well.

the nurse sighed and got a pink flower themed band-aid from her drawer before standing up to give it to y/n.

"please be careful next time," the nurse sternly said and handed her the bright colored band-aid. y/n smiled, "i think my soulmate's the one who needs to hear that," she mentally rolled her eyes with the thought in her head.

she took the band-aid and gave the nurse another kind smile, "thank you again!" she thanked her and went out the clinic after waving goodbye.

while walking out the clinic with clouded thoughts about her soulmate, y/n accidentally bumped into a person rather taller than her and built more heavier than her

"ah, sorry," she heard a guy's soft voice apologize first even if she was the one who bumped into him. she hung her head low, embarrased to death, "no, no! it's my fault. i'm sorry," she glanced up to see an unfamiliar face of- in her opinion, an handsome male student gazing at her.

his hair was colored, making her assume that he's one of the school's prided upon idol trainees. 

his eyebrow raised suddenly making her realize that she was gawking over his visuals for some time now and she quickly bowed her head, "um, i'm sorry. thank you and goodbye!" she quickly mumbled loudly before running off to the opposite side of the hallway.

"why did you say 'thank you' you crazy bitch?!" y/n cursed herself inside her mind, more flustered than she was a while ago.

she ran left to the nearest corner where she crouched down to catch her breath. "hey, i just saw park jihoon go inside the clinic just now. do you think he's injured because of training or something?" y/n's ears perked up when she startes hearing a conversation of two girls who stood near where she was resting.

"park jihoon? clinic? is that the guy i bumped into?" y/n thought as she tried to eavesdrop to their conversation.

the other girl wore an sympathetic expression, "really? poor him. being an idol sure is tough," 

"oh, so he is an idol," she nodded silently to herself, not really that surprised because of his hair that was dyed and styled like an idol.

she took out the band-aid the nurse gave her from her pocket and applied it on the small cut that was right below the knee.

she winced in pain a little as she wasn't really that good in handling pain. she sighed when she succefully stuck the band-aid on her wound and she stood up from her uncomfortable position.

"i hope my soulmate stop playing sports or whatever they do that gives me bruises like this," she muttered as she walk away to go back to her classroom.

...

"do i really need to participate in this?" jihoon scratched his head to his classmates that suddenly called him to play volleyball with them in the school's court. 

they passed the ball to him as a response to his question he chuckled. "fine. but i'm leaving after one game, alright?"

as they were playing volleyball, the serve of one of his teammates were a little too strong that the ball went flying outside the court to the pathway where there were students walking.

 y/n walked with no energy, feeling absolutely drained with the amount of school works they were assigned with today. she was thinking about going home to her comfy bed and eating snacks while watching netflix when she heard a loud shout coming to her direction.

"watch out!" she stopped walking as she squinted her eyes over the figure that was running towards her. "what the hell is happe-"

her sentence wasn't even finished when she felt a body almost knock her down to the ground due to the weight that didn't do any justice to her figure.

she let out a scream when she lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground on head first. as she closed her eyes expecting a sharp pain by now on her head, she felt none and felt a pair off hands wrapped on her waist.

"got 'ya," she opened her eyes when she heard a male's voice whisper under his breath. "jihoon?" her mouth absentmindedly spoke when she recognized a now familiar face.

jihoon widened his eyes when she said his name, "oh shoot is she a stalker?" he let go immediately resulting to y/n falling down to the ground on her butt.

she winced in pain when she felt something sting on both her elbow and her butt. she glared at the boy who was also shocked that he let her go. "hey! what was that for?!" she angrily yelled at him.

he crouched down instantly with worry all over his face, "oh my god i'm sorry. please don't post this on social media," she was confused with the nonsense he was spouting out and rolled her eyes instead. she looked over her right elbow where she was feeling pain, "great. it's bleeding," she sarcastically said to herself.

"do you have a band-aid- hey, your right elbow is bleeding too!" she pointed at his elbow, concerned that it was her fault too. he cluelessly glanced on his right elbow where she was pointing at, not feeling any pain in that area at all. he was startled to see a small wound bleeding on the same exact area y/n had hers in.

she was concerned about him getting a wound on a noticeable part in his body as he was an idol and she was sure that his group has performances that had outfits that may show the wound.

but instead of worry and anxiousness, the boy right in front of her had a gleeful expression on his face.

he faced her with a bright expression as the wounds on their elbows continued bleeding, "it's you. you're my soulmate!"

excuse the grammar mistakes im too tired to proofread im sorry