seventeen imagines

wonwoo - shopping #2

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"oh, we need that," you said, pointing to a bag of chips on one of the shelves.

"this one?" wonwoo asked, putting his hand on a different bag of chips.

"no, that one," you said to him.

your boyfriend sighed, "get out of the cart and grab it yourself," he said to you.

"but i like it in here."

wonwoo leaned against the cart, giving you a blank expression.

"can you get the barbecue flavored ones?"

both of you started laughing at each other. wonwoo pecked your cheek before grabbing your bag of chips along with other bags of chips for the party him and his roommates were hosting.

"this would be so much easier if you were out of the cart so you could grab what you want," wonwoo said to you as he pushed the cart. you moved the bags of chips around as wonwoo went into the next aisle. "how much soda do you think we'll need?" he asked as he stopped pushing the cart.

"a lot."

"i should've known you would've said that," he replied to you and started grabbing boxes of soda. he placed the boxes on the shelf beneath the cart but had to stack some in the cart next to you because of the limited space.

"it's getting crammed in here," you mentioned, holding bags of chips in your arms.

"you really should get out of the cart," wonwoo said to you as he pushed the cart down the same aisle.

"make me."

"we can get ice cream."

"stop moving."

wonwoo stopped, and you got out of the cart, leaving the chips in the cart. your boyfriend rolled his eyes at you and started walking again with you by his side.

"do we need to get alcohol too?" you asked while going into another aisle.

"mingyu and vernon are getting stuff," wonwoo mentioned. "do you want anything specific?" he asked you.

you shook your head, "nah, i'll just drink whatever's there," you replied before looking at a sign. "two for one!" you shouted and opened the freezer door, revealing the tubs of ice cream you were wanting.

"hey hey hey, get them later. they'll melt if we get them now," wonwoo said to you, pushing the door closed. "we have more stuff to buy. come on, look at the list on your phone," he said to you and started dragging you away.

"my ice cream..."

"we'll get it later, promise."

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"happy now?" wonwoo asked as you sat on the countertop in his shared kitchen with the tub of ice cream in your hand.

"mhm," you replied. "want a bite?" you asked him.

he nodded and walked over to stand in front of you. you fed him ice cream.

"good?"

"mhm," he hummed. "now, can you help me out everything away?" he asked, glancing over at the plastic bags and boxes littering the front door area of the apartment.

"you have roommates for a reason."

"and are they here? no."

"listen, i don't live here. i'm a guest."

"yea, a long-term guest. are you saying this is a hotel or something?" he asked you before you fed him some more ice cream.

"i mean, basically."

"just help me put all of this on the table at least."

"but my ice cream."

"it's not going away, doofus. i already bought it."