Seventeen Imagines

3. S. Coups

Have you eaten yet? x

The message came just after midday. You replied to your best friend, Seungcheol, reassuring him were taking care of yourself, before heading to your bedroom and picking a movie. Curled up on the sofa in the living room you start the film and invite Seungcheol over to join you. He declines; he has dance practise.

Have you eaten yet? x

You are on your way to school in the morning. For breakfast you had hastily grabbed one of the banana and chocolate muffins your mum had made the day before, and are eating it as you walk along. You smile as you reply. Seungcheol always looks after you like a father; he is so caring toward you.

Have you eaten yet? x

It's a Thursday evening. You've been studying for your exams all day, and you haven't eaten apart from a quick sandwich around midday. You ignore the message, not wanting Seungcheol to worry about you.

You're making me worried. Did you have dinner today?? xx

Damn. That was exactly what you didn't want. You know Seungcheol is just as stressed about the upcoming exams as you are, and you hadn't intended for your health to become an additional concern for him. You reply, reassuring him that you are fine.

I don't believe you. xx

You sigh, running a hand frustratedly through your hair, and return to your revision. A quarter of an hour later, there is a knock on the front door. Opening it, you see Seungcheol. He's carrying a pizza box, and his face holds a look of worry. He smiles gently when he sees you, and follows you into the living room.

"You must take care of yourself," he tells you, sitting down on the sofa and opening the pizza box, offering it to you. You take a slice, looking at him questioningly.

"What about revision? Weren't you busy?"

Seungcheol looks down at his hands. "You're more important than my grades," he murmurs quietly, refusing to make eye contact. You are silent, unsure of how to respond.

"Seungcheol... What are you saying?" You ask. He looks up at you, and you notice a slight blush across his cheeks.

"I really like you, Y/N. I have done for months, but you always seem to be oblivious and unrequiting so I didn't say anything, I just tried my hardest to make sure you were looked after." He trailed off into silence, staring away from you and out of the window at the dark street outside. A streetlamp flickered and died.

You take a deep breath, put the pizza down. "I... I really like you too, Seungcheol. I just thought... You deserve way better... I'll never be good enough..."

He stops you, slipping one hand behind your neck and pulling your mouth to meet his. The kiss is soft and gentle and passionate and perfect. When he pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours and looks deep into your eyes.

"Don't ever let me hear you say that again. You are far better than I could have ever imagined someone to be, and I am completely and utterly in love with you."