Seventeen Imagines

Vernon: after-party

Seventeen's album release was today. They had an after-party planned in the evening for all of their closest friends. Their managers reserved an entire restaurant for the occasion so the members and their friends had complete privacy. From famous actors and actresses to other idols and producers, to models and so on. You're probably one of the only nobodies at the party.

You have no real talent, you're not famous. The only reason you're at the after-party is because you grew up with Seungkwan. You and the idol were best friends in your younger years and slowly drifted apart. Sometime after he debuted in Seventeen Seungkwan reached out to you and rekindled your close friendship. And in the process of becoming best friends again you got to know the rest of his colleagues.

So that's how you ended up at the party. It was a pretty big deal in the entertainment industry to be invited to an after-party like this since Seventeen's a major boy group these days. You didn't feel like you belonged at the party even though Seungkwan personally invited you. Your social anxiety was to the roof being surrounded by people that were way out of your league.

Seungkwan even took you out shopping to buy something nice to wear for the party since he knew you didn't own anything expensive. Of course you declined his offer multiple times but your best friend was very insistent. Even the outfit you were wearing felt out of place on you, you felt like you were just playing dress-up and it didn't look good on you; not to mention the leather pants and corset you had on were incredibly uncomfortable. Seungkwan's makeup artist even helped you with your hair and makeup for the evening too. When you looked at yourself in the mirror you looked like a complete stranger.

For the most part you ended up sitting alone while you watched all the famous party-goers mingle and have a good time. You were slowly sipping on a lychee martini since you're not a big drinker but was handed the martini by Seungkwan. You knew you walk up to any of the members of SVT but you chose not to since they were all busy talking with their celebrity friends. Even Seungkwan was busy talking with his other best friends that were in different idol groups. You didn't want to be a burden to any of them, feeling like an eyesore as it was.

After a while you got tired of just sitting around and feeling bad for yourself. You noticed a staircase at the backend of the restaurant and went to inspect it. To your amazement there was a cute lounge area on the rooftop that no one was using. The peace and quiet was settling your nerves, along with the cool night breeze brushing past you. You found yourself leaning on the railing and letting out a sigh of relief, thinking if you had known about the rooftop sooner that you would've spent all night up there.

A few minutes go by and you're finally able to relax. The restaurant was located on the top of a hill so you were able to look down at the city and admire the twinkling lights below. You told yourself you needed to come back to this restaurant by yourself, during the day. Just as your anxiety was settling down you heard footsteps behind you. When you turned around you were met with a pleasant surprise.

Hansol was walking toward you with his hands in his pants pockets. A small smile flashed across his lips when your eyes met. You turned back around and waited for Hansol to join you at the railing, which he did. He leaned on the cold metal railing with his forearms and took in a deep breath.

"What are you doing up here by yourself?" Hansol asked you while staring out at the city.

You shrugged even though he wasn't looking. You debated whether or not to express how you were feeling tonight to Hansol. On the one hand you wanted to let it out but on the other hand you didn't want to sound ungrateful and burdensome. Hansol was waiting for you to answer so you just said the first thing on your mind.

"I just needed some fresh air."

Out the corner of your eye you noticed Hansol nod his head. You rested your arms on the railing the way he had his and relaxed your body. The silence was wonderful but you were feeling bad for not asking why Hansol came out by himself too.