Shuhua Imagines (gxg)

the paparazzi hurt you in the airport and she gets angry (requested)

"Well, that was a nice vacation," Shuhua said as she put her arm around you, both of you stepping off the plane.

"Yeah. I had a lot of fun. Maybe we can go on another soon?"

Her eyes lit up before her lips brushed across your forehead as you stepped out of the way for other passengers to go by, both of you soaking up one more moment together before you'd have to step into the chaos that awaited in the airport for you both.

"I'd absolutely love that. Things are going to get busy again with the group soon but it won't be long until we can go for another getaway. It'll be even more perfect than this last one."

"I don't know how you could top it but okay, if you say so."

She giggled and then took your hand into hers.

"Ready?"

You nodded and began to walk into the airport and, instantly, you were met with the flashing lights and the questions from the paparazzi as they bombarded you and Shuhua.

Truthfully, you're never ready to face them. They're so invasive and selfish, never once caring for your well-being or Shuhua's. All they care about are the photos and scoops they can get and if they don't, they'll do anything they can to make you look bad.

It's always a lose-lose situation - one that you and Shuhua were thrilled to escape over the last week as you went on vacation, far away from the paparazzi.

"Just hold my hand. It won't be long until we're out of here." She promised as she brushed her thumb across your knuckles soothingly.

You did as she said, tightening your grip on her hand as you walked through the airport.

Shuhua tried to remain friendly by sending them forced but kind smiles and waving to them, but she was focused on you more than trying to be polite.

"Shuhua, y/n, did you have a nice vacation?"

"Yeah," Shuhua answered as you chose to stay quiet.

As you walked, one guy followed you behind you, asking for you to look at him and smile for the camera.

But you refused and that frustrated him.

"Hey," He said as he tugged at the back of your sweater, taking you by surprise.

Your hand slipped out of Shuhua's and as he let go of your sweater, you fell onto the floor of the airport, hurting your ankle as you hit the ground with a little force.

"Y/N!" Shuhua yelled as she rushed to where you were, panicking. "Are you okay?"

You felt overwhelmed and frightened by the stares from others in the airport and the paparazzi who just continued to capture the moment.

"My ankle hurts." You sniffled and she clenched her jaw, angrier than you've ever seen her before.

She watched as the guy that hurt you stepped towards you again, wanting to get the scoop on this moment.

"Hey!" She yelled loudly. "Step away from her! Don't come any closer to us!"

The guy backed up a little as everyone was taken aback by how loud and how angry she was.

"I try to remain friendly to you all but no more. You hurt my girlfriend! You're not even sorry? You're just going to stand there and try to take photos when she's vulnerable to profit off of this moment? You're all garbage! You don't care for anyone but yourselves and I'm so tired of it. You act like all of us idols owe you something and when we or the people around us refuse to do what you want, this is how you react? I'm sick of it! You do not hurt my girlfriend. Understand?"

Everyone was startled by her sudden outburst but for so long, her privacy has been invaded as paparazzi gather around and follow her everywhere she goes.

And they act as though she owes them something.

They get angry with her when they don't get their way.

When, if anyone has the right to be angry in these situations, it's her and other people that she's with - mostly you and the girls.

They've pushed her buttons one too many times and it was only a matter of time until something like this happened.

She wasn't afraid of what people might think of her for this.

She was proud of herself for standing up for you and you were proud of her too, as well as thankful that she was there to look out for you.

"Come on, my love. Let's get out of here." She said and helped you stand up.

She also helped you walk since your ankle was sore.

You doubt that you had any serious injury to it but it was sore nonetheless and Shuhua was going to be sure that you were taken care of.

"I've got you." She said as she helped you walk through the doors, the paparazzi still taking photos but from a distance now.

You got into the car that was waiting for you and Shuhua and laid your head on her shoulder, smiling as she kissed it softly and promised you that she'd never let you get hurt again.