wanna one imagines

is this love? ㅡ jihoon

narrative

y/n went inside the practice room, being greeted with a dancing jihoon.

"park jihoon!" y/n shouted, as jihoon heard it and stopped the music. he grabbed his towel, and wiped his sweat.

"you know what, let's practice later. you're out of breath." y/n said, as she sat down on the floor, with the mirror on the back of her. jihoon sat beside her too.

"on what time you started practicing?" y/n said, as she handed jihoon a water bottle.

"around 5 am." jihoon said, then he drank the water. when he finished drinking, y/n slapped jihoon's shoulder.

"what?" jihoon hissed, as he rubbed the part wherein y/n slapped him.

"i know you usually go to the company during 5 am since it's the time wherein produce 101's recording ends." y/n shook her head. "nevermind. let's not practice today for our evaluation; just rest for today." jihoon whined.

"let's practice today!!!" jihoon pouted at y/n. "anyways, i think i can't come by tomorrow. we're practicing for oh little girl for the whole day. and maybe after that day, i will sleep." jihoon said. y/n sighed.

"you're just so stubborn, are you?"

they got into position, and started to sing rebye by akmu, as it was their evaluation song.

y/n's voice cracked, which made her cough. jihoon immediately turned off the music, as he gave her a water bottle.

"thanks." y/n drank the water.

"have you been practicing non stop when i was gone?" jihoom asked y/n.

"well... kind of." y/n said, after she drank the water. but after that, she coughed again.

"i'll take back my words. let's just rest for today." jihoon said, as they both sat on the sofa that was near the door.

"jihoon." y/n said, as jihoon looked at the tired y/n.

y/n was really good at hiding her emotions. but, maybe she forgot to put her mask on because jihoon can literally see that she's exhausted.

"you can lay on my shoulder if you want." jihoon said to y/n. y/n hummed, as she layed her head on jihoon's shoulder.

jihoon felt butterflies in his stomach.

and it's weird, because it's the first time he experienced that.

jihoon always wanted to protect y/n. he also needs to text y/n everyday because he couldn't help it but to be worried for her because he was busy with produce 101. he always wanted to see y/n happy. he always want y/n to be worried-free, and if she's stressed, jihoon would always make her cheer up and reduce her stress.

but jihoon haven't thought to the extent wherein if he loves y/n or not.

"is this love?" jihoon muttered, as he put some strands of y/n's hair that was blocking her face to her hair.

and once again, he felt butterflies.

his heart fluttered.

maybe, this is love.