Seventeen Imagines (COMPLETED)

Woozi

I gave out a loud sigh as I looked through my phone while laying down on my bed. Ever since people found out that I'm with Jihoon, ive been getting hate through my social media. I don't tell Jihoon though because I don't want him to worry. The comments have been getting worse. Someone people even harass me when I'm walking to the store.

<Please die already>
<My woozi needs someone better...like me>
<she's destroying Seventeen>
<poor Jihoon. He looks more tired since he spends all his time with his no good girlfriend. JUST BREAK UP AND LEAVE HIM ALONE>
<she's doesn't love him at all. I heard she's with him for the money and fame>

I groaned and threw my phone aside. I placed both of my hands on my head and sighed.
Why doesn't his fans like me? What did I do wrong? Is it true that Jihoon is exhausted since he hangs out with me? Do I distract him? Instead of resting, he comes over and spends his time making me happy.

"I hope you're thinking about me and not some other scumbag."

My head shot up to find Jihoon smiling near the doorway. I sat up and smiled back.

"Of course I'm thinking about you. How was practice?", I asked him.

He plopped himself next to me and wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling his head on my shoulder.

"Exhausting. Are you hungry? We should go eat", he said, looking at me.

"Um..n-no. We should stay here. You rest up and I'll make you food. I'll prove to you that I can be wife material", I said.

He laughed and pushed me down on the bed. He bit his lips as he stared at me intensely, as if he was a lion looking down at his prey.

"Let's cuddle instead. I missed you", he smiled.

"I missed you too", I softly smiled at him.

I thought about the comments and my smile faded.

"Hey, what's wrong?", he asked, moving a strand of hair from my face.

"N-Nothing. You should rest Jihoon. You must be so tired. I don't want you to be more tired because of me", I mumbled.

He sat up straight and stared deeply into my eyes.

"(Y/n), are you sure you're okay? There must be a reason why you're acting this way", he said.

"I'm fine Jihoon. I promise. Can't I be worried for my boyfriend?", I nudged him playfully.

"You don't need to be worried. I'm fine. You're fine. We're both fine. Now let's cuddle and go to sleep", he smiled.

During the middle of the night, I woke up to a dry throat. I carefully got off the bed so I wouldn't wake Jihoon up.

I went to the kitchen and filled a glass with water. As I took a sip of water, I saw my phone light up. I grabbed my phone from the counter and checked my notifications.

<because of that girl, Jihoon almost fainted.>
<my poor baby! Why must he have to deal with the pain and suffering? It's all her fault!>
<He doesn't get enough sleep, he doesn't eat or drink properly, and he's more exhausted than ever. Way to destroy a human being (y/n).>
<She's gonna kill him>
<What does he see in her?? All she wants is attention!>
<It's better if they break up. Everything went downhill when they started dating>

The tears started falling and landed on my phone. I cried silently, the grip in my phone tightened and my vision became blurry.

"(Y/n), what's wrong??"

Jihoon came running towards me and wrapped his arms around me but I rejected him.

"Why didn't you tell me that you almost fainted today?? How can I be a good girlfriend if I don't know what's going on with you?? Everyone hates me. They think that I'm destroying you. I think they're right. I can't even tell when you're tired. Instead of telling to sleep, I agree with you to go out and have fun. I really love you Jihoon but if being with me exhausts you to do anything for Seventeen then..I think we should-"

"No. I'm sorry I don't tell you how tired I am but I just wanna spend time with you. It's been so long that we had one day to ourselves. I don't want you to leave me. And you're not destroying me. I'm doing that myself. I'm the one who decided to focus my attention on you. I'll let everyone know that it wasn't your fault. Just don't leave me", his voice cracked as his eyes teared up.

"Promise me you won't exhaust yourself because of me", I said.

"I promise. Cross my heart", he said.

I softly smiled at him and hugged him. He hugged me back and kissed my head.

"(Y/n), how did you know I almost fainted today anyways?", he asked as he pulled away.

"Um.."

"Give me your phone", he demanded.

I sighed and placed my phone on his hand. He looked through my phone and scrunched up his forehead as he read the hate comments.

"Why didn't you tell me they were doing this to you? Is that why you've been acting so strange these past couple of days?", he asked, scrolling down.

I looked down at my feet and bit my lip. His hand went under my chin and made me face him.

"They're wrong you know. You're perfect for me. But from now on, tell me if they do this again", he said.

I nodded and hugged him. We went back to the bedroom and laid down next to each other.

"Oh and by the way..I love you too."