|| monsta x imagines ||

94. Stay Strong [Jooheon]

a/n: hello everyone! i'm back after so long and i really miss writing. ik im late but the news of wonho leaving saddened me especially because he's my bias and monsta x is the only boy grp whom i really love. but whatever it is, i will support wonho's decision. despite monsta x being six members now, i will still include wonho in this book cuz in my heart, seven completes everything. lets support monsta x all the way :)

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Music was an invitation for slowness and to feel the presence of yourself, the ever patient version of you who waited to be spoken to. Majistically , it thought your brain how to flow and be peaceful. The mellow rhythm produced off your fingertips as the pure ivory keys marched relaxed the mood. Indeed, it was medicine delivered in the most divine way.

Jooheon leaned by the door, allowing the music to seep into his mind. It was like liquid adrenaline injected right into his blood stream just enough to make him tingle. A smile crept across his lips as he indulged himself in the air thick with tenderness. The interconnection of the harmony and melody was a serenity but with you starting off the energy was the perfect compliment of the other, a beauty that could never be achieved on its own.

He stepped gingerly into the room, hovering his arms and sliding his fingertips onto the ivory keys. The tightened proximity tingled your skin. You clicked your head to the left with eyes bulged open because the sly contact was out of the blue. Jooheon let his fingers play along to continue the musical story which you halted for, eyes as gentle as a feather falling down to the ground.

Your heart thumped. He was looking effortlessly handsome. Your eyes fixed at him and you admired his perfection. Despite the space to breathe, those arms were walls to keep you protected like the embrace of a cocooned butterfly-to-be.

"Hey love,"he smiled.

The dimples indented in the corners of his embellished skin. Both your eyes met. He sat on the confined space beside you, squinting his eyes as he took you into inventory. Your cheeks turned into a blush of roses, that peak of champagne pink.

"How did you know I was here?"

He chuckled and pinched your cheeks. "Because you're bad at hide-and-seek."

Your lips turned into a frown and you yanked his arms away. Jooheon laughed, his deep chuckle lifting up the spirit of the room. His face had a softness even when it came to rest. It was impossible not to admire you.

"What are you going to do after we graduate?"asked Jooheon as he tucked the dangling strands of fringe behind your left ear so he could scrutinize your side profile.

"I want to work in the business industry but not certain yet of what occupation. What about you?"you answered without any hesitation.

Unanswered thoughts trundled through his brain with no intention of stopping. It was senior year so he had to make decisions on what he would become and go. Although there were many prospects to choose from, he couldn't quite choose which suited him most.

"I don't know,"shrugged Jooheon.

You tilted your head and stared at him for a moment, thinking of possible careers which might interest him. "How about working with music? We went karaoke multiple times before and you sang and rap pretty well."

"I should be a singer?"Jooheon pointed at himself in disbelief.

You nodded your head vigorously. "Why not? You also learn literature so maybe it might help you in songwriting as well."