Stray kids imagines

Jisung -•.• I want you •.•

"..and what do you think you're doing, oh sweet jisung?"

Jisung jumped and slowly turned around. His brown hair fell loosely over his eyes, catching the light perfectly. Each and every strand a different colour of brown. Your hands ached at your side, as you so desperately wanted to go to him and push his hair out of his face:

you stayed still.

"I-I was looking at your wall" He stuttered, a pink flush covering his cheeks. He fiddled with his fingers and avoided your gaze. "...did you really draw all of these?"

Taken aback from the sudden question it gave you a moment to finally think of an answer. "Yes" you said looking past Jisung and onto your wall. "except for that one" pointing to a painting of a lady. "My grandfather painted that one. It was of my mother"

Jisung noticed the strain in your voice, and looked at you. "Well they are very beautiful. I like them a lot" he smiled at you and you felt your heart ache. You were grateful that he hadn't asked anymore, as anything about your family hurt.

You smiled back at him and walked closer. You saw him swallow, and you averted your eyes to your wall of drawings. It had been something you'd always done. It was a way of speaking what you felt and to show what you saw.

It reminded you of home and memories of yourself huddled against the wall crying, calling out for your family, hit you. You felt suddenly dizzy and ,without realising, you held onto jisung's shoulder to steady yourself. You felt him tense and he turned to face you.

"a-are you alright?" He asked, a look of worry crossed his face. You wanted to tell him not to worry, that you were fine. That you just stumbled and didn't mean to hold onto him. But the words didn't come.

You looked at him. He was beautiful. He'd always been beautiful and every since you stepped foot in this apartment of dorms, you've never been able to stop thinking about him. He's always been on your mind. He's always been there.

You always want him with you, in a way that you've never wanted anyone else before. It scared you but you loved it.

Your other hand reached around his neck linking your two hands together. You pulled yourself closer to him and your saw his pulse bumping fast, and you wondered if he saw yours too. You knew it was pumping, as it always did every time jisung was near.

Suddenly, your were kissing him. You can't remember if you leaned in or he pulled you closer but you were kissing jisung. Your jisung.

He tasted of apples and city air. Weird combination you thought but you loved it. It was jisung, you loved everything about him.

You got it now, you finally got it. You felt as if you were on fire, every touch he placed on you, sent shivers down your spine. It felt amazing, and you wanted him closer. Closer to you.

Your hands ruffled in his hair pressing yourself against him. He made a low groaning sound as he lifted you up and laid his hands on your hips. A wave of electricity shot through you. You tasted blood in your mouth as jisung bit down on your lip.

"Y/N" he breathed, wide eyed. He looked at you stunned and amazed. You felt yourself flush as he looked at you as if you were rare jewel. "My Y/N-"

There was a knock at the door, and you two sprang apart. You were thankful that you'd remembered to close the door when you first walked in.

"Y/N? Jisung? Are you in there?"

It was changbin.

Jisung cussed to himself so quietly you strained to hear him, and looked at you panicked. You tore you gaze away from his and looked at the door. You gulped.

"..yes. We were just coming down. Jisung just came by to see if I was ready yet"

"Well chan sent me up to tell you that we're leaving now, and if you guys don't get your lazy ass down here, you won't be getting any ice cream"

Ice cream. Of course it was ice cream.

"Alright, okay. We're coming, we'll meet you guys downstairs. Just give me a moment, I was just getting my phone"
You didn't look at jisung but you could feel the weight of his gaze on you back. You swallowed.

"don't be too long, the guys are getting impatient and you know what they're like when they are; a mess"

"We won't"

There was a huff from outside the door and then followed by the faint sound of footsteps walking away. You looked at jisung and you saw him breathe out.

He came over to you and kissed your forehead, he held onto you. You wrapped your hands around him, feeling safe.

"oh my Y/N, you really are the rarest gem I've ever seen. I must protect you"