Seventeen x Reader Imagines

Woozi - Pledis Asylum for the Criminally Insane Part 3 (Final)

Warnings: Mental Illness, Sadness, Mentions of Death.

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It had only been a couple of days since Woozi's first adventure out of his cell and into the cafeteria, unlike the last couple of months he could keep track of the days now by counting how many times he had gone to dinner. Everyday at 6pm exactly, he would be escorted out of his cell and abandoned at the double doors and everyday he would get the most appealing dish from the selection of dull food and make his way towards the table he shared with Y/N. The both of them had bonded well over the small amount of time they had spent together, backs leaning against the white wall and chatting quietly about their lives outside of the asylum.

"Y'know, you kind of remind me of a character from an anime I used to watch," you said as you pushed your tray away from yourself and pulled your legs up on the bench in-front of you. You didn't hear a reply from next to you so you slowly turned to the black haired boy to see him looking at you already, his face blank of any emotion. "What?"

The boy blinked suddenly, snapping himself out of his gaze, "Sorry, just a couple of my band-mates used to watch anime, it just reminded me of them." You pitied the boy trying to relive the memories of his freedom however you always try to lighten the mood so just carried on with your comparison.

"It's Levi from Attack On Titan, you're both small, both one of the best at what you do, both grumpy and get fed up with people, your hair’s nearly there as well."

Woozi only scoffed loudly at the comment and smiled slightly, "I know that one. And strangely I've been told that before by Ho-" the boy got quieter as the sentence went on, you had only recently come to know the name of Jihoon's deceased best friend and current hallucination. It seemed like everything you’ve said in the last couple of days had triggered some sort of memory within the male about his life on the outside with the boys he considered family. "You're a lot like him in some ways, but more of a mix of all of my friends, minus the... you know"

You slightly smirked and raised your eyebrows, "the psychopathic tendencies" you said while chuckling at how he had tried to work his way around the usually sensitive topic that you are anything but sensitive about.

He nodded his head awkwardly "I think you would get on with them. You get on with me and I've always been the hardest to break through to."

"I've always been one that's good with the most complicated of people..."  You stopped your sentence, seeing a large guard making his way towards the two of you. You brought your legs down from the bench thinking that he was going to flip at you over something you didn't do.

"Lee Jihoon, you have visitors."

You both look at each other in surprise. For the short while Woozi had been here, he had never had visitors. Why now? You nod your head towards the guard signalling for him to go, smiling slightly and wishing him luck silently as the boy got up, was grabbed roughly by the arm by the guard, and led out of the hall.

~With Woozi~

The Raven haired boy was practically dragged away from the cafeteria and pushed in to what looked like an old people's home with a blocky television sat on an ancient TV stand in the corner.

"Wait here," the guard instructed, throwing the boy down on a plastic covered arm chair and closing the door. The room looked completely different to the rest of the prison, this room was a dull beige, but compared to the constant white walls the ugly colour was a relief. There's a couple of arm chairs and sofas spread around the room as if there should be more than one person waiting here. To the right of Woozi was the door where he came from, but there was a door opposite that seemed to have bright colours shining through the blurred window; showing a glimpse of the outside world that he only got to see through the small windows in the cafeteria that he only spent an hour of each day in.