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26. SVT Joshua - Destination, Seoul

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Member: jisoo ft. seventeen (mostly hansol)

Genre: angst if u squint // happy end // fluff

Word count: 1845

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"You told him you weren't going to visit - let alone move here," Hansol scowls, his hands gripping the straps of his backpack nervously. He wore a mask, hat, and sunglasses, but his disguise is what made him more suspicious. He fastens his pace, causing your slow walk to turn into a jog.

"Well, I changed my mind. Hey, mind slowing down? You're not the one hauling luggage." He rolls his eyes and holds out a hand, still walking. You hand him your guitar case and he takes it with ease, a condescending look on his face.

"You still play? Doesn't it remind you of him?" You finally match pace with him, side-by-side with the other, and elbow him sharply in the side. "Okay, forget I asked."

"Lots of people play the guitar," you mutter, "Just because Ji - he, plays, doesn't make it any different."

You come to a stop at a high-end apartment complex, and pull out your phone in search of the apartment number and code your parents had sent you.

"(F/N), you know, I know, hell, all of SEVENTEEN knows he cares about you more than himself." You begin to walk again, towards the elevator, and Hansol has no choice but to follow.

"He cares, huh? If he cared, why didn't he call?" You press your floor number, the elevator shooting up, then step out. He follows you down the hall to your apartment, looking away as you punch in the code, door beeping open, access granted.

"You know there are rules about that. Rules that even we can't bend." Hansol sets down your guitar on a pristine, fresh leather couch, whistling. "Wow. Furnished."

"Parents go overboard," you shrug, pushing your luggage into the bedroom. You rejoin him on the balcony, the bustling city of Seoul all around you.

"Are you ever going to tell him? I can't keep going out all the time without a reason. Plus... He deserves to know that the person he's been fighting for isn't in Los Angeles anymore." You take a deep breath, biting the inside of your lip.

"What's the harm in not knowing? It'll be a distraction for him. I came here for school, not..." You hesitate, and Hansol smirks slightly before stepping away to dodge your punch. "Please, Hansol. We tried, and we failed."

"Yeah, because you were in Los Angeles and he was here - now you two are together. Coincidence?"

"Yes, coincidence. You wouldn't be standing here if my dad didn't ask your dad to send you."

His phone begins to ring, blaring SEVENTEEN's latest hit. He smiles shamelessly, picking up the phone after singing a few lyrics in a pitchy voice.

"Hello? Hyung?"

His eyes grow wide, conversation inaudible as he begins to shout, "No-no-no-no-wait, I'll meet you somewhere else!"

The line goes dead, and he drops his head into his hands, mumbling incoherently. He takes off his hat, messes up his hair in frustration, and slips the cap back on.

"So um... You know that feature where you can track your friends?" You nod hesitantly, bracing yourself. "Well... The hyungs... All of the hyungs, including Jisoo, are kind of on their way here. Right now."