imagines | wanna one

Yoon Jisung

I slammed my head onto the study table in frustration.

It's summer break and I'm supposed to be out there enjoying the sun, eating ice cream, flaunting the body I worked so hard on.

Instead, I'm stuck in my apartment, in front of my laptop, working on a synopsis. Sitting at my desk by the window just watching as people walked and laughed together.

This is just plain torture...

I reached for my phone and decided to drag someone into my misery. I dialed his number and he picked up not so long after it starts to ring.

"Yoon Jisung!" I enthusiastically shouted over the phone.

"What do you want so early in the morning (Y/N)?" I could imagine his grumpy face with that messy bed hair.

"Dude, it's almost 2...."

"Ughhh whatever, just spill."

"Here's the thing, you know that I'm not pure Korean right?" I started.

"You're trying to brag about your handsome American cousin again?" Jisung spat.

"Uhhh no, but I can if you want me to."

"Just get to the point (y/n)!" He groaned in annoyance.

"Ineedyoutocomeandhelpmewiththisancientnovel." I blurted out my request as fast as I could in hopes that he'd agree.

"Buy me lunch."

That was his last sentence before he hung up.

I rolled my eyes and lifted my lazy ass up to change into something more presentable. Took my purse and phone before walking out to buy us both some food.

I bought some fried chicken. They had a set with 4 flavours in one box and since Jisung and I are basically starving, I bought 2 of the box along with some tins of cola.

Fried food just goes so well with carbonated drinks...fight me

I had to ask my friend, Jinyoung, who works there to help me carry the big box of chicken home while I carried the carton of cola.

Jisung arrived a few minutes after I brought home the food. The first thing he did was eat.

"I called you here to help me on my synopsis, not to let you munch on my food." I kicked his thigh.

"I'll help you after we eat." Jisung shoved a piece of the chili flavoured chicken to me.

I took it from him and started eating. Soon enough, we've both finished one of the chicken boxes.

"There's more?" Jisung eyed the other box of fried drumsticks and wings on the kitchen counter.

"That's for later, help me with this first." I put the ancient book on his lap and my laptop by his side.

"This story is so classic, you really don't understand it?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Nope, no clue what it's about. All I know is that it involves some forbidden love and a love triangle cuz that's what my lecturer said." I shrugged.

"I'll give you a short explanation on the story and then we'll work on typing the synopsis." He suggested and I just nodded.

"So, the story is about King Myeongjong. He fell in love with a palace girl but she would not reciprocate his affections. Apparently, the young girl was in love with a local boy but her father disapproved and he sent her to work as a palace girl and he had the boy seized and made into a eunuch." Jisung paused and glanced at me to make sure I was getting everything that he was saying.

"The king had the boy assigned as the guard at his door. The young man was forced to listen to the king ravish the love of his life and the girl became pregnant. One night, there was confusion in the palace, the girl and the boy took the chance to run away but they were soon captured by the king's agents. The boy was executed and the king still infatuated with the girl. He spared her life but made her attend to him regularly. While in the heat of passion, the girl plunged a needle into the back of the king's head, instantly killing him and then she took her own life." He shuts the book.

Ancient drama is basically terrifying....

"I guess you can start typing now." He puts my laptop onto my lap.

I worked on the synopsis making it as detailed as possible. I was so caught up on writing and my eyes were glued onto the screen for so long.

I looked to my left to see Jisung resting his head on the head of my couch with his mouth slightly opened, softly snoring. He was sitting cross legged hugging one of my soft cushions.

I chuckled and turned back to my laptop. After emailing the file to my lecturer, I shut off my laptop and was thinking of going for a short walk around the park since it was just 4:11 p.m.

I scooted closer to Jisung and poked his cheek but he didn't move. I poked his forehead but he still didn't move.

Then, I squished his cheeks and he shot right at me pecking my lips. I was so dumbfounded but Jisung started to laugh.

"Why'd you do that?" I gasped.

He continued to laugh as if it was even funny and he's totally ignoring my question.

"It wasn't even funny, now answer me." I cupped his face in my small hands looking directly in his eyes.

"I.......uhhhh, I...."

"You what?" I squished his cheeks again.

"I like you." Jisung confessed and pulled my hands off of his face holding it securely.

"I don't like you. So, fck off." I looked away to hide my blush.

"You're lying." He smirked.

"What do you mean?"

"When you lie, your hands warm up."

"Maybe it's warm cuz it's suffocating because you're holding it." I pulled my hands away.

"Also, when you lie, your ears turn red." He laughed.

"You're frustrating!" I groaned covering my ears.

"Be mine?" Jisung asked.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever." I covered my face with my hair.

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