Seventeen imagines

#100 "Your one in a million"

The frozen air gently kissed my face, it was delicate and cold. The wind howled, piling up snow in drifts, blinding the night with ice-white dust.

I looked up and saw the sky washed with grey, watery light illuminating thin patches in brilliance.

"Winter," I mumbled with my frozen lips.

In some moments, I walked over against the cold, watching my boots over the frozen sidewalk. 

I adored winter the most; the snow falling and the cold atmosphere. Along with it is the memory I have- the memory when I met him.

My hands went inside my pocket, getting my black Samsung earphones. As I tucked it in my ears, I played a song, entitled: "Don't listen secretly"

There is a part of my mind, saying that this song was made for me. Whenever I heard these song, his image kept on building inside my head,  like everything just happened yesterday. 

"~I still believe in time, everybody calls it medicine~"

Can time really heals our wounds? If I ever come to you and said that I always listen to your song secretly, will you accept my heart again? Can't we start over?

"(y/n)", a man called my name.

When I lifted my sight, I saw a man, wearing a red hood and a rounded  eye glasses. For about 3 years, we met again- in the same place and time.

"Jihoon," I answered back.

We looked at each other eyes. As I stared at him, I wished he missed me, missed me like there is a part of him dying, just what I felt for years.

"Nice meeting you again, after 3 years," he said and let out a sweet smile.

"Me too."

I took off my earphones, but instead, I accidentally dropped my phone on the ground. His song plays, loud and sound.

My heart suddenly stopped from throbbing, and all I can see is my vision getting blurry.

"~This song I made for you, Do not listen to it secretly. Do not pretend you do not listen. If you're listening to my heart, Can you come back to me?~"

He caught me listening to his songs. And all I can  do is to cry while facing him ahead. To my surprise, Jihoon is crying too.

"Jihoon, I heard it. This song, I always listen to it secretly," I sobbed as I feel my heart piercing into pieces.

Jihoon turned his back away from me. His shoulder went up and down, I assume he is crying silently. Such a crybaby.

"Jihoon-ie, do you still love me?"

"What's the point of loving you? We won't be together. I am an idol, I can't date."

That is the answer I expected to hear, yet, it is still hurts.

"Then, can I have a wish before we will get separated again?"  I forged a smile.

"Hmmm," he mumbled without looking. His voice were cracked, I bet he still crying and hiding it from me at the same time.

"Tell me that you still love me. Then, I'll promise that I will move on and find someone new. Forget me too Jihoon, and let's be happy without the memories we had together."

Slowly he looked back. "I love you. (y/n) I love you. That's why, find someone new. Someone who can be always be on your side. Someone who is not like me who chose his career over his feelings. Someone who is not an idiot like me, an idiot who make those songs for you. An idiot and pathetic who cries while saying these. Go. Forget me. But always remember, I will never forget you. I love you."

I bit my lower lip as I cry hard. My chest tightened, I gripped it, clutched it, yet my heart can't stop crying.

Then, all of a sudden,  a guy hugged me. Who is he? Who is this guy who hid my embarrasing face from Jihoon?

"If you won't take her again, then I will date her," the mysterious guy said.

"W-What?" Jihoon exclaimed.

"I will take her, hyung."

Hyung? They knew each other. Who is this...

"D-Dokyeom-ah," Woozi gasped.

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