Seventeen imagines

#95 "Fanfic author"

Even though my schedule is always full: dance practice, composing raps and attending music shows, I always have a time for reading.

There is this library I used to go every Wednesday, 6:00 pm. For some reasons, it is my favorite place. Besides it is quiet here, comfortable and cozy, I always see a certain unique girl I love to watch to.

She is cute; with those round eye glasses and those pink socks she wears. Weird, but I found her adorable.

Whenever I saw her, she is in front of her laptop and typing something. Base on her facial expression, I guessed she is writing a story. Am I right?

For the first time, I sat beside her and secretly read what she was writing. I am wearing a mask anyway, so probably, she won't know my real identity.

I started reading her writings. It goes like this:

"I love you! I love you Jeon Wonwoo!' the girl said with the tears in her eyes. Jeon Wonwoo, her best friend cupped her cheeks and smashed hhis lips to her."

Jeon Wonwoo? That is my name. Then, is she writing an fan fiction about me?!

Eye widened, I glanced at her face, before fixing my gaze on her writings again.

"Wonwoo pulled back, eyes are burning with desire. Both of them are panting as they feel each other shallow breathing. Then, Wonwoo pushed her into his bed."

I felt the heat flushed on my cheeks. Oh my god, this girl is writing a hot scene while thinking of me.

Suddenly, she stopped writing and erased the last seven words she written. And then, she asked herself, "Is Wonwoo is a kind of guy who is aggressive in bed?"

I almost burst in laughter after hearing her thoughts. So then, I asked myself: Am I aggressive?

"I think Wonwoo is aggresive. So continue it," I whispered.

She looked at me and our eyes met. What is this electricity I suddenly felt against my body?

"Do you think Wonwoo is aggresive?" she asked. Damn, her voice is cute! "But my readers will think that I am a PERVERT."

I chuckled a little bit. "Are you a pervert?"

"No I am not! I am just being professional," she pouted.

One, two, three seconds had passed before she realize that she was talking to a aman she doesn't even know. So her brows met as she stared back at me.

"But why am I talking to you? You are a complete stranger," she complained.

If I...

If I stop here, I will ruin my opportunity to know her even better. Right?

And so...

"I am not a stranger. In fact, I am the main lead of the story you were writing," I whispered in low tone.

She chuckled in a way that I think, he saw me as a crazy dude. "What? Are you saying that you are my Wonwoo? My dearest hottie baby doodie Wonwoo? Don't kid me. Tss."

This woman, she actually likes me. I always watched her from afar behind my mask, and yet, I didn't know that she also watch me beneath the stage I am standing with my own two feet.

My heart beats so fast as I stared at her.

"Your story, is my story," I said. I held her waist and pulled her closer.

She gasped with her wide-eyed. I pull my mask down and show my face.

"I am... aggresive in bed. You can put it on your story, I'll guarantee that your readers will like it."

This is... how I met you (y/n).

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