wanna one imagines

b a e j i n y o u n g p t . 3

h e a r t   b e a t s

y/n's pov

"we can't love each other. i like you. but, i know your heart can never beat for me. it's nonexistent. you're a piece of paper.", my eyes start to water.

"i-i understand. i am just a piece of paper.", jinyoung cries. jinyoung starts to flicker and then there was a flash of light. jinyoung had turned into his old form.

torn sheets of paper flew around me.

"h-huh? j-jinyoung? w-what?", i look around at the pieces of paper on the floor.

"n-no! no! i-i take it back! j-jinyoung! jinyoung? no! i-i'm sorry!", i cry out.

i quickly take the sheets of paper and put them on my desk.

the torn sheets of paper represented how broken he was.

"i'm sorry, jinyoung.", i sniffle. i look at the now taped up jinyoung.

"that's as good as it gets.", i tell myself, tears dropping onto the piece of paper.

"please come back."

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i had cried myself to sleep.

he's not going to come back. he hates me.

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narrator's pov

as clock hit 12 am, there was a flash of light. jinyoung was on y/n's desk, naked, once again.

jinyoung stepped off the desk quietly, looking at the sleeping y/n, and looked into y/n's closet for some clothes.

it smells like her, he thought as he wore y/n's favorite sweater. he stepped out of the closet, and looked at y/n, sleeping soundly. he crawled by her side, and put his arm around her.

"i don't hate you.", he whispered, not knowing it would wake her up.

"j-jinyoung?", she blinked.

"i really missed—.", jinyoung was cut by a sudden approach.

"i missed you so much.", y/n hugged him tighter. "i-i'm sorry, jinyoung. i-i was stupid.", tears began to fall from her face. jinyoung pulled back and put y/n's face in his palms.

"it's okay.", he wiped her tears with his thumb. jinyoung started to lean in slowly, looking at her lips, and closed the gap.

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his lips are soft, y/n thought.

her lips are soft, jinyoung thought.

i love him, she thought

i love her, he thought.

but after a few seconds, jinyoung pulled away.

"d-did i do something wrong?", y/questioned.

"i-i feel. i feel.", jinyoung stuttered. putting his hand on top of where his heart should be.

"you feel what?"

"b-badum. badum. badum?", jinyoung mimics the sound of a heartbeat. y/n puts his hand over jinyoung's heart as well.

"that's your heart.", y/n says.

"it's beating for you, y/n.", jinyoung kissed her once more.

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p.s.

inspired by the comic 'my smart boy'

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