Unexpectedly Yours [Joshua SEVENTEEN Fanfic]

"Are you home?"

"No." Joshua's irritated voice responds.

"I'll be down in five."

"I just told you I'm not-" she hangs up before sitting up, tying her robe tight, and walking out of the house. She walks outside, down the stairs, and knocks on the front door. She waits for a few seconds before banging on the door. "I'M COMING!" Shua's voice shouts from inside. He opens the door. "What do you want?"

She pushes past him and walks into his house, immediately making herself comfortable. She looks around a bit. "Wow."

"What do you want from me, thief? I have things to do."

"Yeah, whatever." She nods while continuing to examine his house. "Your choice in, color scheme is a little off, but I can work with that."

"I'm sorry, what?"

She rubs her forehead, a bit annoyed by the situation. "I need your help."

"And what makes you think I'd help a thief like you?"

"I'm not the thief, you are!"

"Whatever, thief."

She groans. Her thoughts begin to run wild. "I absolutely hate Hong Jisoo with every bone in my body. He's annoying, narcisistic, knows every little way to get under my skin. I despise him." She thinks to herself. Shua leans up against the wall, waiting for her to explain why she practically barged into his house, uninvited. "I hate him, I hate him, I ABSOLUTELY HATE HIM. So the fact that I am actually depending on him right now, makes me want to rip my hair out." She takes in a deep breath. "But as unexpected as it is, he's my only way out of this."

"So, are you just gonna sit there and look stupid? Or..." Shua says with the biggest amount of sass in his voice. He watches as she takes in a deep breath. "Okay, so you're just here to look stu-"

"I need you to date me."

Shua nearly chokes on his own saliva. "WHAT!?"

[ Most events, background stories, some characters, and history are fictional! Some things won't line up with real timelines! So if some things don't add up, please don't be angry, they're just written that way to allow the story to unfold :) ]