Itzy imagines

pov-chaeryeong

Lily of The Valley- daniEL

Sunflower- Rex Orange County (slowed&reverb)

POV- Ariana Grande (slowed&reverbed)

Chaeryeong x gn!reader

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Romance films were never in your good books. Love seemed to take more than give, seeing that all your friends got out of it were love troubles, broken hearts, and you at the receiving end of their ungodly hour calls. Puppy love seemed superficial, Long distance love seemed unrealistic, of course, till you met chaeryeong.

Chaery was the bright eyed girl that stole your heart, and suddenly whatever deemed previously nonsensical seemed plausible. You'd do anything to see the corners of her mouth rise and form the little cresent shape you loved seeing so much. So when she revealed that her job was time-demanding and that she was afraid that she would not have enough time to spend with you if you were to end up together, your love for her did not falter. In fact, you took it as a sign to take it upon yourself to make sure she always returns to a home, not the shell of a lodging she owned.

Of course, today was no different. Although, something was concerning.

You noticed that she's been purchasing many articles of clothing that were thick and long sleeved, despite it being the middle of spring, nowhere exactly near autumn or winter. You didn't dig too much into it, thinking it was probably a large impulse buy chaeryeong had to stock up for winter.

Now, you may be confused, but you weren't stupid.

The beef stew Chaeyeon had brought over a few days back to nurse a sick Chaeryeong, which your girlfriend had promised to finish, was thought to have been in her tummy, until you found it all dumped in the kitchen waste bin. Chaery was not a picky eater, much less a repeat offender of wasting food, so it was a surprise to you she did so.

Today, you bought her favourite matcha latte that she likes, warm, of course, made a trip to her favourite bakery and picked up her favourite pain au chocolat and changed the bedsheets to lavender scented ones, and whipped up an amazing dinner, and all that was left was for the star of the show to appear, your dearest girlfriend.

And so when you received a call from itzy's manager, you thought it was manager unnie informing you that chaery might be home later due to the rain in the venue of filming their newest music video, not a panicked "y/n, Seoul National University Hospital, Ward A8, I'll be there to pick you up, she fainted" from what you made out as a frantic yeji. Not waiting any longer, you swooped up your car keys from your counter, swiftly grabbing the maroon cardigan on the coat hanger before getting in your trusty black vehicle. At 12 in the morning, you sped your way to the hospital like a madman.

You did not know what to expect, and the guilt from piecing together chaeryeong's strange behaviour had gotten to you. Upon reaching the hospital, you parked your vehicle dashed toward the hospital entrance, spotting a worried yeji, you made your way to her in a mixture of anxiousness and defeat. Yeji, being the leader she was, calmed you down and reassured that chaeryeong was fine, just overworked and needing some rest and a IV drip. Making your way now to chaeryeong's ward, facing the backs of the remaining girls, you couldn't help but guilt yourself on not spotting chaeryeong's actions earlier, and the thought that you were a terrible girlfriend made its way to your head, it seemed like it wasn't going to leave for the time being. Greeting the girls, you gently made your way beside chaery, careful not to make any noises.

The guilt was consuming you.

It broke your heart seeing your girl up in tubes, but you had to be tough now, she needed you to be. So you mustered up all your strength, sat by her, whispering sweet nothings to your girl while she was in wonderland. You tucked her under the sheets, just like you normally would, draped the cardigan around her abdomen, and held her left hand in yours. You couldn't sleep, not when your girl was in this condition, and your insomnia was not of any help either.

You were aware that as a star under the spotlight, hate was bound to come after Chaeryeong, but you had no idea it had gotten this severe until Lia broke news to you about it moments ago. Ruthless netizens had trampled all over Chaeryeong's confidence, but you were not about to let them get their way. You were determined to revive the lustre in her eyes. Scrolling through the comments of their latest stage, the hate comments, specifically the overwhelming amount of them directed chaery had you speechless.

Not noticing that it was already about 5am, the first rays of sunlight were gently raining down upon you and chaeryeong, with the latter's eyelids slowly opening, excited by your presence, yet wanting to avoid the inevitable scolding, or so she thought. " Chaery, dear, you've been doing your best each and every day, but remember that your best is going to look different everyday, but I see your efforts, your fatigue, and you're a champ for being so strong, my champ. Don't be afraid to eat a little more and rest more, if netizens don't see your beauty its shame on them for not seeing you as the charmer you are".

And that was all it took for her to break down in your arms, sobbing right into your neck, her left hand gripped so tightly around the small of your back, while her right on your sternum, with you offering her gentle assurances while you soothingly rubbed her back and draped the cardigan over her back.

" How did I even earn myself someone like you? I'm so lucky to have you".

"Here's where you're wrong Chaer, we're lucky to have each other".

For her, it was the nurturing love that you offered, along with your spontaneity to her mischief, and your constant concern for her, while for you, it was her gentleness, humble, joy bringing self, but regardless of what it was, it was clear that you taught her how to love herself more, to smile more, cry lesser, to embrace all her features, to be mindful but accepting,

to see herself,

                                                                                                                                                      from your point of view.