seventeen imagines

lean on me • seungcheol

The train station was filled with people like always. Many different people trying to get to different places, all at the same time. Soon enough, the rush of people would pass and the station would become quiet again.

The sun was setting when the boy sat down on the dirty train station bench. Placing his textbook filled backpack beside him, he watched the people. Each person had a different facial expression; some showed happiness while others showed sadness. He found it odd to think that each one of them had their own life story that was different from others. So many different stories all in one place.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone sit down beside him.

He turned to his right and a smile immediately formed on his face, "Hello!"

She nodded her head in acknowledgement and turned towards him. Tears threatening to spill out of her eyes, she quietly greeted him back, "Hello." Her voice was quivering and she looked scared.

His smile fell and Seungcheol immediately asked, "What happened? Did someone do something to you? Do I need to go talk to that person?"

His heart ached at the sight of his girlfriend crying. She was always so happy and light hearted. It hurt him to see Y/N in pain.

She took a deep breath and began to explain herself.

"I was just thinking about our relationship and all of the possible outcomes. With us going to different colleges and becoming very busy, what does that do to our relationship? What happens if we drift away from each other? What if you find someone better? I can't bare the thought of not being with you. You're my everything and I love you so much." Tears ran down her face as she thought about that happening. She couldn't stop herself from thinking these things, she was too insecure.

Seungcheol sighed and wrapped his arms around the crying girl. Resting her head against his chest and listening to his steady heartbeat, Y/N calmed down. A breeze passed through the now empty station and the leaves danced on the ground as night set in.

He let go of Y/N and took her hand, "Don't you worry about a thing, okay? It won't even come. I'll be here even if we won't be able to see each other because something happens. I'll always follow you if I'm in your heart."

Wiping the tears away from her face, Seungcheol smiled. "Even if we're overworked and are unable to see each other often, we'll be okay. We're strong enough to endure it."

Y/N merely nods and felt reassured.  The concerned boy looked at her and he could tell how tired she was.

"Hey," he quietly said, "If you ever feel stressed or tired, come to me. If you ever need to talk, I'll be there. Even if you talk all night long, I'll be by your side."

"Same for you," she told him.

The boy smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry about me because you make me forget about everything that's giving me a hard time. You're my happiness and this spot will always be empty for you."

A loud noise interrupted the sweet moment the two of them were having. The train arrived and the two of them stood up. Getting on, they noticed that their section was empty.

The couple sat near the window and faced the other side. Lacing their fingers together, they watched the night life of Seoul pass through the train window.

"When we're going through hard times, let's be even more together. Let's give each other strength," expressed the boy as he looked at his girlfriend. Moving a piece of hair away from her face, he said, "I'll be there for you no matter what."

She looked at him in the eyes, "I love you."

"I love you too," he smiled and gently kissed her.

They broke apart and she leaned against him. Sleep soon took over Y/N and she was peacefully getting the rest she needed.

Seungcheol kissed the top of her head and whispered, "Let's intoxicate ourselves with each other and fall asleep happily. Let's not hold back in our dreams."

Even though she couldn't hear him, the boy in love still spoke.

"Even if we don't know when our last will be. Even if we won't be able to see each other, because something happens. Lean on me."

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