itzy oneshots

POSTING ON NEW BOOK!

i posted the full short story on my new yeji imagines just to put it out there so save it and ill post another one

I free my neck. I imagine us when she'd drive me home, walk through airports, laughing after late dates. Us against the world. Us against the industry. How we said we didn't care about what'd they say.

Maybe I shouldn't think about sweet things.

In public, Yeji wouldn't even hold my hand. She'd pull a cap low over my face or hand me a mask like I was a serious threat. I'd laugh it off, tell myself she was just protecting us, while in reality she stopped showing affection. Always glancing over her shoulder, uncomfortable.

Then came the real reason.

She said her label told her we were on the brink of a scandal. That dating rumors would hurt them. That she had to end it. Even though we were doing just fine.

So, we did. And something in her changed.

Even in private, she felt distant, like being with me was a secret she regretted. She said she loved me, but it's not believable with hesitance. Like she was ashamed of how normal I was against everything else.

That's when I started going back home more. I used to live at her place, my clothes were in her drawers, my toothbrush in her bathroom. It felt like sleepover after sleepover. Like home. Then suddenly, she was always "busy." Always on schedule. Always too tired to go out.

She apologized. A lot. But that's just how it was, she said.

"Excuse me?"

I looked up from the monitor. I realized I zoned out for perhaps five minutes? I was thinking about my shift concluding, then Yeji. The voice was familiar. It reminded me of the younger woman from the couple I tended to. I started to smile.

Then it dropped.

"Yeji," I said flatly.