have u listened to dont wanna cry

i did

i cried

:')

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"Ulgo sipji anh-a," I whispered to myself as I hummed the song I memorized so clearly in my head as I laid my head onto the window pane next to my seat.

I looked out and saw only grey clouds and I felt the cold of the outside on my forehead, which was still stuck on the glass.

I opened my phone. 1:17 a.m. Halfway to Seoul from [ country ].

I sighed and closed it, feeling my heart ache when I saw the picture of me and Jihoon on the lock screen.

I adjusted the sleeves of Jihoon's old sweater that fit me to cover my hands to try and shield my hands from the frigid temperature inside the plane, taking off my shoes and ended up sitting indian-style to warm up my feet.

I reached for my bag by my shoes and took out my sketchpad and set up the mini-tray on the seat in front of me and placed all my art supplies on the side to make way for my sketchbook.

I was quite thankful that this flight wasn't as filled as it usually would be, or else the person next to me would be so annoyed since my sketchbook took up a lot of space.

I subconsciously started looking at my old drawings, back when I lived in Seoul.

The first ever drawing I had on this sketch I ever had on this sketchbook was of Woozi, smiling adorably with a flower crown on his head. Some of the lines were blurred due to rubbing with the cover of the sketchbook, and due to my stubbornness of tracing the lines over and over.

I took out a pencil from my back and flipped to the last page of my sketchbook; the last page.

I started sketching everything out; the scenery, the people, everything.

I was mindlessly doodling for a while until I was able to come up with a clear drawing of two boys sharing an umbrella in a rainy city.

I bit my lip in realization.

I dismissed the thought and got my case of pens and started tracing all the lines, erasing them, then coloring them in with markers.

My hands were shaking by the time I was coloring the slightly taller male's hair. Lime green.

I messed up with his hair in the process while my hands were shaking. I sighed and decided to fix it later.

I colored in the hair of the other one. [H/C].

Did I miss him that much? That every drawing I do is him? Every drawing I do is him and me?

It hurts. I can't see him whenever I want, so I have to settle for photos and videos of him.

My hands were shaking too much so I decided to stop drawing for now.

I packed up all of my art supplies and slumped into my incredibly comfortable seat.

I checked my phone again. 3:55 a.m. Just an hour more.

I pursed my lips and looked outside again.

This was felt like a sad music video. Just without the music.

I subconsciously started tearing up when I realized how lonely I was.

I didn't realize how much a few months, let alone a few years would affect me this much.

I shake whenever I see anything related to Jihoon. I start tearing up whenever I get reminded of him.

"Sir, are you alright?" a voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"H-huh? Yes, I'm fine," I blinked away any tears in my eyes and looked at the flight attendant who looked at me in worry.

"Well, we are about to land, so please wear your seatbelt." The flight attendant smiled at me.

"Okay, thank you," I shot her a smile myself and buckled my seatbelt as she walked away.

Did I really wallow in my self-pity for a whole hour?

I shrugged it off and started fixing my things so I could get off quickly.

Lee Jihoon, I'll be able to see you soon.

—

I got off my flight hastily and got my luggage too.

I walked out of the airport and saw a woman holding up a sign with my name on it.

"Ah, excuse me, [Y/N]-ah!" She called out when she saw me. She pulled down her mask and lifted her sunglasses. "Bet you missed Seoul?" She grinned at me.

"[ Sister's Name ]-noona?" I gasped and went over to her to hug her. "Aren't you supposed to be working now?"

"I got a day off when I heard you were coming back here," She smiled and took my luggage. "C'mon, the Sebongies are waiting for you!"

"H-huh? You told them?" I asked and got into her car.

"Of course I did! Well . . . " She trailed off. "Except for one of them, but that's beside the point."

"Hm, okay," I replied and relaxed on my noona's soft, plush car seats.

"You should sleep, there's too much traffic right now and I bet you're tired right now," My noona said as she fixed the rear view mirror. "Go ahead, I'll wake you up when we get to the hotel."

I yawned and hummed in agreement, and I was out like a light when I lied down onto the seats.

—

"[Y/N]-ah, wake up, we're here~" Someone shook my shoulder.

"Yah, I'm up, I'm up!" I said, smiling and sitting up.

"I asked Minghao-ssi and Junnie-ssi to carry you to your room," She told me.

"Where are they?" I asked and looked around the quite luxurious hotel room.

"They're at the swimming pool with the others," My noona replied, petting my head. "I took up your luggage too, so don't worry."

"Thank you, [S/N]-noona~" I said, hugging her.

"Don't mention it!" She grinned and hugged back. "Anyways, it's around 10 a.m. so I have to go, but see you soon!" She stood up and left.

I stood up as well and did some stretching before opening my luggage and taking out a coat before heading downstairs to the swimming pool.

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"I don't think we should swim right now, hyung," the familiar voice of Minghao was heard by one side of the pool. "It's really cold!"

"Yah, I don't think we should," another voice, whom I recognized as Jun, said.

"Hm, fine— Oh hey, it's [Y/N]," S.Coups was the first to notice me as I walked towards them quietly.

"Hi hyungs!" I waved. "Where's Jihoon-hyung?" I looked around for him.

"We, uh, decided to surprise him," Dokyeom spoke up, scratching his nape. "He doesn't know that you're here."

"He's in his room, still sleeping," Jeonghan said, coming up to me and pet my head. "He didn't want to wake up so we just left him there and hung out here."

"Oh okay," I said, slightly enjoying being pet by 'Eomma Jeonghannie-hyung.'"Wait, why didn't you tell him?"

"We wanted to surprise him, since he's been stressed out by our album and we wanted to give him a gift, kind of," Seungkwan said. The rest nodded.

"Why don't we go up to Woozi-hyung's room and surprise him?" Mingyu suggested with a raised hand.

"I'll get ready to take the photo!" Hoshi said, holding up his phone.

"Me too!" Dino yelled, holding up his phone as well.

"Okay, settle down, children," S.Coups said, laughing with Jeonghan. "We'll go, just be quiet about it."

—

Needless to say, being quiet was never one of Seventeen's specialties.

They were constantly shouting jokes and puns [mainly Hoshi] on our way to Jihoon's room.

It lifted my spirits, though. I felt less nervous to face my boyfriend than a few hours ago.

Jeonghan gave me Jihoon's room key. "Kids, be quiet." Everyone was silenced. "You're lucky only Woozi is the only one with a room on this floor or we would've gotten a ton of noise complaints."

I gulped and opened the door, everyone tiptoeing behind me.

As expected, Jihoon was still asleep on his bed. Hoshi and Dino took pictures, and lots of them.

My hands were shaking again as I made my way to him, sitting next to his unconscious body. My breathing was ragged as my hand slowly shook him awake.

"Mmm . . . no . . . " He mumbled out.

I clicked my tongue. "Jihoon, wake up!" I yelled by his ear.

He sat up and covered his ear. "Aish, did you have to— [Y-Y/N]?!" He gasped as he looked at me. He instantly had me in his arms

"It's me, your pabo," I said, hugging him tightly. I heard the clicking of cameras.

I looked up and saw Dino and Hoshi, taking a ton of pictures.

Jihoon turned around and glared at them and they all flinched, quietly mumbling to themselves as they exited the room.

Woozi smiled as he looked back at me. "Have you been crying? Ahh, you really are my pabo, our song is literally named Don't Wanna Cry!"

"I can't help it, I missed you," I grinned as tears flowed from my eyes.

"I missed you too," Jihoon smiled and kissed my forehead.

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i worked on this for two days and thats saying a lot

pick what u guys want and i'll try and write it as fast as i can [dasi run run run~]

a. jhope / jung hoseok / jung horseok
b. dokyeom / DK / your happy virus
c. jumin han — mr. assistant [i'm already writing it :))]
d. jeonghan x jeonghan's twin!reader x joshua LEMON ;)))