Seventeen Imagines

Hansol

Imagine for SashaScott8

It was raining and getting dark. You wander around, completely lost looking for the bus stop. You were about 5 miles from home and you have no idea how to walk back from here. Besides, it was getting too late anyway.

You start to panic. You look along the buildings next to hoping and praying that one of them might take you in. At least until it stops raining.

You knock on the nearest door, and wait. Eventually the door opens and a boy about your age opens the door. The first thing you noticed is how extremely good looking he was. With that scraggy brown hair and chocolate eyes. You gape at him before realizing how weird is must look, soaking wet and staring st a complete stranger. He looks at you, expecting you to speak.

"Um... Hi, I'm Y/N... And, well I need somewhere to stay. Until the rain stops at least."

You practically beg him, with your eyes. His expression softens but he doesn't smile.

"Yeah sure, but you have to go once the rain stops... I'm not the only oone living here and my friends might get back soon. And I'm Hansol, by the way."

You nod understandingly and he steps back to let you in. You both walk in and you see what looks like a dorm room.

"You can use the bathroom if you need to dry off." Says Hansol. He stands quite close, right behind you.

You dry off in the bathroom and you come back to see him looking into a fridge. He looks disappointed. You hear his stomach rumble from where you're standing.

"Hungry?" You ask.

He turns and looks at you sheepishly.

"Yeah. Uh, are you?"

"Not really. But I can cook something if you want. A way of saying thank you for letting me in."

He nods a little too eagerly. You laugh and start cooking. While you do so you and Hansol start talking. You talk and laugh and you notice how cute he is when he laughs.

By the time you finished cooking and eating you know each other pretty well. Its not awkward anymore at least.

"Wanna watch a movie or something?" He asks excitedly.

You look out a nearby window and realize that the rain has finally stopped.

"I'd love to but it's stopped raining. And its getting late."

He looks disappointed and let's you get your stuff. You about to leave when he grabs your arm and turns you to face him. His face is close to yours and you feel your breathing speed up.

"Listen, Y/N. It is quite late and... I don't really want you to go out by yourself when it's dark. You should stay the night."

What? Stay the night? With a boy? All these thoughts go through your mind. You feel panicky but quickly come to the conclusion that he's not that kind of guy.

"Um, are you sure?"

He leans in a little.

"Very sure. We have a spare room you could sleep in."

We? You remember that he mentioned his others friends before.

"Well, okay. Will your friends mind?"

"Doesn't matter."

He shows you the spare room and you lie down fully clothed. He leaves, closing the door behind him. You're about to fall asleep when you a sudden chorus of voices.

"Guys, shush! There's a girl in the spare room." You hear Hansol say.

"What? A girl?"

"Hansol brought a girl home?"

"Oooo is she your girlfriend?"

"No! She couldn't find her way home in the dark so I let her stay. Please don't bother her... She's my friend."

His words send a warm feeling through and you smile as you fall asleep.

The next morning its sunny outside and the house is quiet. You walk out the door slowly and look around. You see Hansol sitting down at the table you ate at last night. You smile and him and he grins back. He comes over to you.

"Did you sleep okay?"

"Yes, thanks. Um, are your friends asleep? I heard them come in last night."

He smiles as if embarrassed.

"Sorry about that. Are you leaving now?"

"Yes. I have to get home."

"Okay." He sounds disappointed. You smile again. He seems to really like your company.

You walk out the door and into the sun. You face him.

"Thank you, Hansol. I'm really grateful you let me stay last night."

"Thanks to you too. For the food... And for coming. I really liked spending time with you. In fact..."

He steps closer to you and takes your hands. He holds them loosely.

"I would really like to hang out again. Properly. Maybe a movie night sometime?" He smiles again and your heat beats alarmingly fast.

"Yeah. Yeah I would like that."

He lets you go and writes something on a piece of crumpled paper from his jacket pocket. He gives it to you.

"Call me?"

Before you can reply he hugs you tightly. You stand there shocked before hugging him back.

"Be more careful when traveling, Y/N. Promise?" He says into your hair.

"I promise, I promise to call you too."

"Good." He pulls back and looks at you.

You stand there looking at each other. You both smile. He suddenly leaps in and kisses your cheek gently.

"Goodbye, Y/N. I look forward to your call."

Because of those words you end up smiling the whole way home.