SEVENTEEN Imagines II

1001 Letters For You

WARNING:

This story contains strong language.

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Letter 0001

Your presence was enough to make my day, we meet again on the hill. While you played your guitar, though you made some mistakes, you sang and played the guitar beautifully. Looking at the stars again, a habit of yours was to always look for the brightest star, saying it was you, then you'd look for a small star beside it, saying it was me.

"I played the wrong chord! You know what that's enough practicing for today," she places the guitar down, she lays down on the quilt, "Vernon I'm hungry," I chuckle hearing her say, "but we just bought food a while ago, you ate most of it" I say, she looks at me and shakes her head. "When I get a boyfriend I'm gonna make sure he spoils me with food." She sat up and sighs, "even my best friend won't spoil me with food," she says directly to me. "I don't have any more money, I used it to BUY THE FOOD FOR YOU earlier" she laughs.

"Yeah sure" she looks at the stars and as always she grabs me showing me the star, "tonight there is only one star, that sucks, there should be two, for you and me"

"There's the moon, why not that?"

"I don't want to be the moon, I wanna be a star"

"The moon may shine brighter, but I prefer the stars."

I nod, I grab my empty notebook drawing two stars for her, "Vernon why can't you make a book for me?" I chuckle looking at her, "I don't want to waste my writing on you" she smacks my arm, "it won't be a waste! Since it's about me" she smiles, "come on~ I'm your best friend!" 

"So?"

"Since I'm your best friend, your first work should be about me!" I shake my head, "No" I say as I continue to draw the star, "then your first book would not work out, since it's not about me" I look at her weirdly, "you haven't even thought of a concept yet! That's why I'm suggesting it should be about me! It doesn't even have to be a nice thing, you could title it '100 Reasons Why My Friend is so Annoying' see! I'm even good at creating book titles."

I chuckle at her remark, "no, I've already said no, my first book will not be about you" she lies back down, "you asshole, I'm just trying to help you."

"No thank you."

Letter 0087

You never like to go to the beach, you say your scared of sharks. So we're here in the mountains once again, though it's so tiring, it's lovely to spend my time with you. As you continue to blabber about your ex-boyfriend, I listen to you silently as we continue to walk and walk. You said not to talk about him but you do, and as always you get angry when I don't agree with your opinion.

"He just texted me! Out of nowhere! And you know what's fucking annoying? He sends a text with a new number! Clingy much?" she says, "just ignore him, if you keep replying he make think you wanna get back together," she hits me, "of course I don't reply to his messages! He cheated me with some American bitch, and hello? I'm way prettier than her."