Stray Kids Imagines

show me true love: part 2

Y/N pov

I got nervous and quickly slid the blade into my bag. I slowly opened the door and looked at the man infront of me, his soft pout glowing through the room. I studied his features, his gentle smile, his dark yet soft eyes, so handsome.. so ethereal. His aura radiated comfort and care, something I've never felt from a person before. I was tempted to get up and hug him, but I stood still and waited for him to say something.

After what felt like hours, but was most likely seconds, he cleared his throat and started to speak.

"I-Im so sorry if I scared you.. I just... you seemed so hurt.. and I wanted to know if you were okay... uhmm.. how about we go somewhere else okay..? And talk..? If that's okay with you?"

He reached out his hand for me, I looked at him shocked but a little happy. After a mental debate for a few seconds, I decided to go with him. Plus, if he were to try anything, I know what to do.

He grabbed my bag as we walked to our destination, the garden I look at everyday. I layed down on the bed of cherry blossoms and started crying again.

He laid next to me and smiled reassuringly, "do you mind if I give you a hug? It doesn't have to be a long one... however long you want."

I shook my head and put my knees to my chest. He nodded softly and whispered "if you'd like to talk, I'm here. No matter what, I'm not going to leave. I'll be here for you."

I sniffled and looked at him "whats your name...?" I tilted my head. He giggled softly "Jisung... Han Jisung."
I nodded and wiped away my tears. At least I knew his name so if he did something bad, I could find him faster. "Okay uhm... my best friend was the guy you saw... he was the only one who made me feel wanted, who tried to help. I don't have a good home life at all.. and everyone else pretends like I don't exist... so with him leaving.. it's not worth it anymore."

He listened intently and frowned "I'm sorry all of this has happened to you. You don't deserve any of this. But, don't say your life isn't worth anything. You're here for a reason. You just have to find it. Now I know this sounds crazy considering we just met but.. you're welcome to stay at my house if it'll make you feel better. Our rooms would be on different floors and we would have our own bathrooms if that makes you feel safer."

I looked at him and started tearing up "Jisung... I.. I don't know..." I looked down and played with my fingers "c-can we just spend time together first...?" He nodded and smiled widely "of course. Have you eaten recently? Why don't we go eat, my treat."

I thought for a moment "uh... yeah okay... but we have to be quick... my parents will be mad if I'm gone too long..." he nodded, looking a little worried and got up "can I hold your hand?"

I looked at him and turned red 'hold my hand... but what if he tries to hurt me? As if I would care. I hurt myself often. But what if he sees something... I can't let him see that.. well.. screw it.. it'll probably be okay.' I nodded and reached for his hand, intertwining mine with his. His touch is so soft, it's as inviting as his voice, and his smile.

I smiled a little as we began walking.

Han pov

y/n smiled. for the first time since I've met him/them/her, he/they/she smiled. It was so lovely, so pure. It made me smile wider without even noticing. I tried not to draw too much attention to it as I picked up her/their/his bag and walked to my favorite restaurant, it was a ramen place.

I didn't know too much about y/n and her/their/his favorites but I figured that ramen would be a good choice.
As we arrived I opened the door and choose a place for us to sit. I picked somewhere more quiet and secluded, figuring it could help y/n talk more and feel comfortable.

"Is it okay if we sit here?" I looked at her/him/them. They nodded to which I sat down and grabbed menus for both of us "get whatever you want, price doesn't matter. Your health is more important."

3rd person pov

y/n looked at the menu with uncertainty. Eating was something they didn't do very often. They looked up at Jisung and frowned "u-uh.. Jisung..?"

He put down his menu and brought his full attention to her/them/him "yes y/n?"

They held back their tears "I... I don't know what to do.."

He tilted his head and held their hands "What to do with what? Is something wrong?"

y/n started to cry softly "I'm not much of an eater... I just don't know what to eat.. I don't want to worry you."

He frowned as she gently wiped away her tears. "Hey it's okay. You don't have to eat a lot. Whatever you feel comfortable with. Just try to eat a little okay? It's okay if you don't eat a lot. As long as you eat something to satisfy you."

They nodded as the waiter came over. Once they ordered, y/n looked back at Jisung "thank you for helping."

He giggled softly "I didn't do much of anything, that was you y/n. You decided what to do."