Seventeen Imagines | CLOSED

Woozi: Complicated

Dedicated to: @EstefanyCardoza

Squint: we can't tell anyone

You: yes, I am aware...

Squint: I am sorry, I know you hate this

You: well if you're ashamed then I think we should reconsider our relationship.
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Your bottom lip quivers as you press the send button, you don't want to let him go but you feel as though it is the only way to make him happier. You bite into your lip and put the phone down on the table before stepping outside, leaving his messages a mystery.

You lay on your balcony and watch the clouds pass overhead, each cloud with its own unique shape as they chugged past. The cool concrete sent shivers rippling through your entire being like a ripple on a large body of water.

Resting a hand on your stomach you take in a shaky breath, then it begins to settle what you had just done... The tears flow relentlessly, so much so that your vision eventually fades to black.

~ "Jagiya! Look what I found!" Jihoon squeals as he holds up an old picture of the two of you.

His eyes glimmer but heat instantly engulfs you as you try to snatch the picture from his hand, he darts away, clutching the picture to his chest.

He scrunches his face and sticks his tongue out at you whilst pulling down the skin of his eye and then breaks out in a run when you chase after him, the pair of you moving through your apartment quickly and swiftly.

Jumping over sofas and skidding across the side, dodging the cupboards that Jihoon opened in an attempt to slow you down.

You eventually retrieve the picture and run to the balcony, you hang it over the edge and he grapples you to the ground, caging you in before leaning in to kiss you. A soft smile can be felt from both sides, but then the image begins to fade~

"Y/N!" The voice is distance but vaguely familiar.

Strong hands pull you into a warmth that stings, you then realise that you're frozen, your body shaking violently as your body attempts to warm you.

Slightly dazed, you look up to the owner of the voice and to your surprise, it is Woozi. The Woozi you had practically just broken up with over text message.

You feel ashamed and look away quickly, the tears in his eyes too much for you to bare but as soon as you try to scoot away, he pulls you into his embrace, sobbing into the crook of your neck, a knot in his throat preventing him from speaking and all you can do is return his sorrowful whimpers.

He puts you at arms length after settling, staring deeply into your eyes, "what were you doing out there?!"

"I-I... I didnt intend on falling asleep!" You retort.

"Even so! Why would you go out there I shorts and a vest?" He shakes you slightly before whispering, "anyone could have seen you..."

A spark of anger ignites as he finishes his sentence and you stand up and throw the blanket in his face, starstruck, he watches you storm away to the bedroom.

You tear your suitcase out of the large cupboard before pulling clothes and belongings from their positions and stuffing them into the small pink suitcase, you know it isn't big enough to fit everything inside but you could always come back for the rest.

You turn to the suitcase, ready to stuff some more belongings into it, but a solemn eyed Jihoon is sitting on the edge of the bed his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking.

It was obvious that he was crying again, the kind of cry where everything is too hard to bare, so much so that no noise comes out. The shaking increases and you feel the weight on your chest break your sternum.

You sit down beside him and wrap your arms around him, "I'm sorry..."

"P-please dont leave m-me..." He whimpers.

His lilac locks damp with tears and the skin around his eyes blotchy and red, "I am not ashamed of you Y/N, I love you... Always have. I just want to time it right."

You pull his head to your chest and stroke his hair and before long laying back on the plush bed, his breathing steadying as he begins to drift into dreams of sweet serenity.

You know he is the only one the love of your life and you feel terrible for making him feel terrible whilst he is so busy already. You vow to yourself to do something special for him, something low key but wonderful.

"I'm not going anywhere."