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jang wonyoung › i'll love you

A/N: For those of you who wanted to see a Wonyo oneshot- you know who you are [: also, please take a second to admire Wonyoung, because she's the gorgeous loml.

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You shut the door gently behind you as you entered the dorm.

You had just gotten off of your shift at the grocery store, and you were excited to see Woyoung and the girls after such a long day of scanning items, dealing with complaintful customers, and smiling at said customers as they left.

"Wonyo~" You called out.

Your brows furrowed in confusion when you got no response. That was odd. Wonyoung always came running into your arms whenever you came by after your shift, seeing as she likes to cling to you. This had you worried, but you buried that feeling in the back of your mind and told yourself that it was probably nothing.

"Wonyoung?" You tried again. You kicked off your shoes and took a few steps forward, but stopped when you caught sight of Yujin emerging from Gaeul's room.

You shot her a curious look, to which she simply cast her gaze down to her feet as she walked up to you. She stopped just in front of you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Y/N, she needs you in there." She said quietly.

Once again, you were overcome with confusion. "Unnie, what are you talking about? Is this about Wonyoung? Is she okay?" Your voice rose in pitch towards the end as concern flooded your veins.

Yujin sighed and gave you a gentle nudge towards Gaeul's room. Because of her lack of a response, you were left still in your concerned state as you took quick strides towards the room.

When you slowly pushed the door open, you were met with a sight that broke your heart. It felt as if someone had grabbed your heart and squeezed it tightly, before ripping it out of your chest and completely crushing it right in front of your eyes.

Wonyoung was curled up on Gaeul's bed, bawling her eyes out as Gaeul rubbed her shoulder in a comforting manner.

"Baby?" You rushed forward and stood by the bed, taking Wonyoung into your arms. She gave no response, only resting her head on your chest. Sobs racked her body, making your eyes sting with tears of your own.

"Babe, what's wrong?" You asked quietly.

She sniffled and lifted her head to look at Gaeul, who nodded her head and stood from the bed, before exiting the room without a word, simply giving you a pat on the back before she left. You looked back at Wonyoung, worry written all over your face. She peered up at you with watery, red-rimmed eyes, her bottom lip trembling as she did so.

"Oh, please don't cry." You leaned down and placed a gentle kiss against her lips. You sat down beside her on the bed and pulled her into a tight hug, wrapping your arms around her waist as she wrapped hers around your neck and snuggled close.

"The- The hate is too much." She finally said after a long silence, filled only with her sniffling and hiccups. You said nothing and gestured for her to continue as you rubbed her back. "E-Everybody hates me, Y/N. For years, I've- I've tried so hard to be good e-enough, to be likable, but it seems like no matter what I do, people s-somehow manage to find something else they don't like about me!" She cried out.

You stared at her, shocked by her outburst.

"Y/N, tell me. Do you- Do you think I'm a p-pick-me?" She asked. Her face was red as she awaited your answer with fresh tears in her eyes.

You let a tear of your own slip and roll down your cheek. You couldn't stand the thought of anybody hating the girl you loved. You know how hard she works, at both her job and to be someone that people can like, and you know she doesn't deserve any of the hateful comments left behind for her on the internet. You can't fathom that people could and would treat Wonyoung like this. Like she was nothing. Like she didn't have any feelings that could be hurt.

You pressed a kiss against her temple and looked at her with a serious gaze as you wiped her tears. "Listen, Wonyoung. I know that a lot of people have probably told you this, but don't listen to those people. They're assholes who have nothing better to do than pick on a young girl who they try too hard to find flaws in. Not everyone hates you. You still have thousands, millions, who love you, including me and the girls. We all like- No, we all love you for who you are, so don't try to change anymore, please. And you're not a pick-me, just because some person on the internet says you are, we all know that you're not. You are imperfectly perfect to me, you always have been. As long as you know you, and you love you, nobody else's opinion should matter. And if you don't think that you can love you at the moment, then don't worry, my love. I'll love you for the both of us while you learn to."

She hiccupped and let a small smile take over her lips. "T-Thank you, Y/N." She pushed herself impossibly closer to your body as you pulled her down to lie on the bed, guiding her head so that it was resting on your chest.

"No problem, cutie. Try to get some rest. I'll move us to your room later, just sleep and let all of your worries melt away." You whispered, stroking her side with one hand, while your other played with her hair.

You continued to talk to her until you saw her eyes flutter shut, and seconds later, you heard the sound of her soft snores. You leaned in and kissed her forehead.

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A/N: Sorry if it was bad TT I have no motivation lately ):

QOTD: If you were to have a child, what would you want and what would you name them?
AOTD: I don't plan on having children, but if I did, I think I would want a girl, and I would name her either Daisy, Rue, or Somi. 🤔