K-POP Girl Imagines Pt. 2

My Tree-Yoojung

Yoojung (Weki Meki) x Male Reader
Requested by Tzuyucky
Fluffy fluff

Yoojung's POV

"I'm not a thief!" I squealed as Y/n caught me.

"Then why are you wearing my beanie, shirt, and joggers?" He quirked his brow.

"They're comfy!" I whined.

"And my pants are about to fall off you," he laughed.

I stomped my foot.

"Oppa," I pouted. "Up."

"Yoojung you're not a baby," he pinched my cheeks.

"I'm your babygirl," I teased. "Therefore I'm a type of baby."

"Aish," he sighed. "Come here."

He picked me up making me giggle. I wrapped my arms and legs around his body.

"Hey Hyung," I heard Minhyuk knock. "Oh, sorry."

He shut the door then Y/n groaned into my neck.

"He does this at the dorms too," he whispered.

I picked my head up from his shoulder and looked into his eyes.

"Saranghae," I rubbed my nose against his.

Y/n smiled before the door busted open.

"Yoojung!" I looked seeing Suyeon. "Get off your tree! It's time to practice!"

She ran off making me whine.

"Tree?" Y/n looked at me weirdly.

"She watched one TikTok," I got down. "One!"

"What about?" I held his hand as we walked to my practice room.

"If you're under a specific height, you're considered a squirrel," I explained. "And if you're over a specific height, you're a tree. She's been saying I'm the squirrel and you're the tree ever since she saw that video."

"Awww my poor Yooddaeng," he chuckled.

I hit his stomach playfully then pouted more. We walked to the room and saw my members all bickering.

"I think Seojung Unnie looks more like a squirrel than Yoojung Unnie," Hyojung spoke.

The older girl turned to the maknae with a glare.

"No fighting," Suyeon pointed. "Doyeon get down!"

"No!" She whined. "I'll never find a tree because I'm too tall."

"Oh my god," I groaned.

"Unnie!" Soeun jumped around Doyeon who was still on top of a cabinet. "You can be my tree!"

"But I want to be a squirrel!" She pouted.

"Doyeon just get down!" Haerim shouted.

"This group is a nightmare!" The younger girl screamed.

"Unnie come be my tree!" Soeun shouted.

"So lunch?" Y/n turned to me.

"Yes please," I nodded.

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"Yooddaeng," Y/n groaned as I climbed on top of him.

"I'm not comfy," I whined.

"This is the third time you've woken up and moved," he sighed.

"I'm sorry Oppa," I kissed him softly.