Seventeen imagines

Morning

Hoshi had worked late into the night, feeling exhausted but determined to finish everything. By the time he finally got home, you were already sound asleep, wrapped in the warmth of your dreams. He smiled softly as he watched you for a moment, gently pinching your cheek and thinking back on how the two of you had ended up together. He often felt like the luckiest person alive to have you by his side.

After changing into his nightwear, he quietly crawled into bed, pulling you close and wrapping his arms around you. Before long, he drifted into a peaceful sleep, content with the simple joy of having you near.

The next morning, he woke up to an empty bed, a soft frown crossing his face. He rubbed his eyes and stretched before heading downstairs, and there you were—standing in his shirt, a pair of shorts, and an apron, humming as you prepared something in the kitchen.

Hoshi stood there for a moment, completely captivated by the sight of you. Every guy's dream, he thought to himself, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

You noticed him standing there, seemingly lost in thought, and waved your hand in front of his face.

"Hoshi, what are you doing?" you asked with a teasing smile.

He blinked a few times, his cheeks flushing as he stammered, "N-nothing! Just... just admiring you."

You chuckled, clearly amused by his bashfulness. "Have you had breakfast yet?"

He shook his head. "I'll brush my teeth first."

"You haven't brushed your teeth yet?!" you asked, your voice tinged with disbelief.

Hoshi's face turned even redder. "Ani... I was just... I'll do it now," he mumbled, turning away as you continued to laugh.

You went back to the kitchen, starting to make some juice in the blender, and Hoshi lingered for a moment, his gaze softening as he watched you. Without realizing it, he made his way toward you, wrapping his arms around your waist in a gentle hug, swaying slightly.

You smiled, turning to look at him. "What's with you today?" you asked, amused by his quiet affection.

"You look beautiful today," he said, his voice soft as he leaned down to inhale the familiar scent of your hair.

You raised an eyebrow playfully. "Just today?"

Hoshi's face went a shade of pink. "No, you're beautiful every day," he said quickly.

"Mm, really?" you teased, a small grin on your lips as you reached up to adjust the collar of his shirt.

Hoshi nodded, his heart swelling with love. "What makes you so beautiful?" he asked, his voice full of sincerity.

You smiled, brushing your fingers over his shirt. "It's your presence," you replied, your voice soft as you met his gaze.

"I love you," he whispered, his heart overflowing with affection.

"I love you too," you said, your voice just as soft, as you leaned in to kiss him.

But before the moment could deepen, a loud knock on the door interrupted you both. You broke the kiss, looking toward the door in confusion as Hoshi sighed in frustration.

"Open up!" came Seungcheol's voice, followed by Woozi's. "Happy birthday, Hoshi!"

Hoshi groaned, realizing what had just happened. "My birthday isn't for another day!" he grumbled, clearly a bit annoyed. "You ruined the moment!" He turned to you, giving you an apologetic look. "I'm sorry..."

You just laughed, shaking your head at his dramatics. "It's okay, Hoshi. We'll have our moment later."