straykids imagines<3

jisung

"can i hold your hand?"
jisung's voice was small and quiet as he leans over to whisper in your ear.
you look over, surprised he was red.
worry covered your face as you turned to him. "are you okay?" you asked. "im fine, can i please hold your hand for a second? im getting really bad anxiety.." he whispered, his voice getting lower to the point you barely even heard what he said. he pokes at your fingers with his own, looking down while waiting for your approval. you smiled, was he crazy? chuckling, you grabbed his hand and said, "of course you can, you don't even have to ask." a smile runs across his face as a feeling of relief rushes over him. he was finally able to breathe and feel safe again.

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there he was, asking again, "can i hold your-" you quickly interrupted him, "you don't need to ask, just hold my hand if you need to." he felt lucky to have someone like you. someone who understood him. he took your hand in his, looking you in the eyes. "thank you, so much.." you didn't think it was a big deal, but to jisung, it was. "of course, ji."

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"hand?" you rolled your eyes and you bring your hand up to his, your fingers interlocked and you both smile. "you're cute." you say out of nowhere. "really? i didnt know that!"
he exaggerates sarcastically. you told him every day he was cute, i mean, who wouldn't? "yes, you're always cute." you smile widely as he stares lovingly at your interwined hands. "you know, i love holding your hand. it makes me feel like i never wanna let go." he says, blushing. "thank you, love. i love holding yours too, it makes me feel safe."

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"can i hold your hand, please?" a tear rolls down his face as he doesn't hear your voice anymore. he leans into the stone, still waiting for your hand to hold his. he hated that. he hated how he would wait for you. "i have to ask now, don't i? since you're not here, i have to ask now. so baby, please let me hold your hand. just one last time, please? i promise i won't ask again, because i won't let go this time.."

im not crying you are