treasure imagines

little things || doyoung

plot ; doyoung notices even the little things y/n does and likes.

"do you like it?" doyoung said with glistening eyes nervously as y/n bit the chocolate cookie he made.

y/n widely smiled and excitedly shook her shoulder when she tasted the sweet flavor of the cookie. "i see that you really like it," doyoung chuckled.

she tilted her head slightly, "what do you mean?" she asked with confusion visbible on her eyes. doyoung grinned, "your shoulders are dancing meaning you really like the food," he explained.

she arched her eyebrow, "no i don't do that," y/n defended. "whatever you say so," he laughed and sipped on his apple juice.

y/n remained silent and continued to eat the cookies doyoung gave. she was bothered by the thought that doyoung notices her habits and little details she does.

she stared at him eating joyfully, "he probably does it with other people, doesn't he?" she muttered under her breath and sighed.

"do what?" she was startled when doyoung spoke. "uh, nothing?" she quickly responded with a nervous smile. he was unconvinced but shrugged it off and nodded.

"why am i sad?" y/n thought inside her head and sipped on her water bottle.

"is there something bothering you?"

doyoung handed her a bottle of her favorite sandwich with a small smile. y/n shook her head and accepted the sandwich and opened the wrapper.

he sat down beside her making her flinch and she scoot back to the side. "i think there is," he said as he eye her with suspicion.

she sat still quietly and took a bite of the sandwich. she was about to take another bite when the wind blew hard and made her hair go to her face, interrupting her.

she furrowed her eyebrows when she heard the boy on her left laugh heartily. "stand still," she did what she was told and she felt a soft material placed on her lap. she looked down a little bit and saw doyoung's blazer sitting on her lap.

doyoung gently collected her hair on the front and back with his left hand and used his right hand to get a ponytail from his pant's pocket. he also took the strands of hair that was hanging on her face and tied it all together tightly.

y/n was shocked and wide eyed with this process happening. doyoung chuckled with her reaction after neatly tying her hair, "what?"

she blinked twice and focused her eyes back on her sandwich but her heart was racing. "so can you share your problem with me now?"

"i don't have a problem," she said almost in a whisper but enough for doyoung to hear. "when you're alone and staring at people in the distance, it means you have a problem," he said to her.

"how did you know that?" she rosed her eyebrow at him. his lips remained curled up to a smile, "it's because i'm interested in you,"

she scratched her head, "do i look like an object?". doyoung bursted out laughing, "why are you laughing?" she glared at doyoung.

he stopped laughing and seriously stared at her, "you see when a person's interested in you, it usually means they like you. and i do like you y/n,"

a/n ; stream wayo