Seventeen Imagines

Wonwoo

Imagine for Fabest_Byuntae

You knock the door of your best friend, Soonyoung's, house. You chew your lip nervously, waiting for him to answer.

You had been invited by him to a movie marathon he was hosting, you and a couple of his other friends you barely knew. You had no idea if there would even be girls there, let alone anyone you could actually get along with.

The door opens and Soonyoung stands there, looking at you.

"Y/N! You made it! C'mon in." He steps aside, grinning, and you hesitantly walk inside.

As you walk into the living room, your heart sinks. It's filled with Soonyoung's friends, all older and taller than you. And all male.

They all turn to look at you as you walk in. You give them a wave, not sure what else to do.

Soonyoung approaches you from behind and slaps a hand on your shoulder.

"Guys, this is Y/N. She's kinda shy, so be nice." He says, cheerfully.

The boys in front of you proceed to call out "awwww" and you turn to glare at Soonyoung. He laughs and joins his friends on the couch, leaving you with no where to sit.

"Uh... Soonyoung, where should I sit?" You ask him.

"You can sit here sweetheart." One of Soonyoung's friends buts in, tapping a miniscule space right next to him. You take one look at his smirking face and slowly sink to the floor, without breaking eye contact. His cheeks turn alarmingly red as his friends howl with laughter. You can't help but join in.

After the laughter dies down, Soonyoung returns the conversation to the reason you're all here in the first place.

"So, what movies should we watch?" He says, looking at everyone in the room.

"I'd like-" You start to reply but then get interrupted by the chorus of male voices loudly choosing which movies they'd like.

"Whoa, calm down guys, we can't watch everything." Soonyoung laughs. You sit there and wait for them to shut up.

"Guys, guys, guys, we're missing the basic necessities here," another friend points out. The rest look at him, confused. "Snacks." He says in a loud voice.

"Yes, of course." Soonyoung says, nodding. He turns to you. "Would you make us some, Y/N?" He asks.

You raise an eyebrow at him. "Sexist much?" You say.

"Heh, she said 'sex'." The one that smirked at you earlier says.

"Grow up you imbecile." You say and they all laugh at him again.

"No, I only ask you because you actually know how to make snacks." Soonyoung corrects himself.

"I can make toast, Soonyoung, that's it."

"Still better than us." He replies and they all nod their heads in agreement.
"Alright, alright, I'm going." You get up from the floor and head toward the kitchen.