Seventeen Imagines

Hoshi

Imagine for sealedpink, MonicaMoch, JeongCheolHoeZi, imaverageauthor

"Y/N, do I look okay?"

You were backstage, prepping the boys for their concert, as you worked as their stylist for them. You were in the the dressing room, in the middle of helping Seungcheol apply his fake tattoos when you look up to see your boyfriend, Soonyoung, looking anxiously down at you.

"Whoa." You say, taken aback by his appearance.

He did look good alright. With the blue contacts and purple blue hair, he looked better than normal, which is hard to do with him.

"Is it bad? Did I overdo it? I kinda feel over done." He says, looking nervously into the mirror besides of you.

"No, you look... really good." You say, looking him up and down.

"Agreed." Seungcheol pipes up.

Soonyoung smiles in relief at you. "Thanks. I really want to look good for today." He says.

"Aw, you look good everyday." You say, turning your attention back to Seungcheol. He insisted on having another tattoo on his neck, this time of a diamond.

"Yeah, but today's the dark concept and it's the last day and I'm slightly nervous." Soonyoung explains as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

"Dark concept? Well, that explains the tattoos." You mutter. You hold the wet sponge to Seungcheol's neck with one hand and stroke Soonyoung's hair with the other.

"Didn't you know? It's gonna be awesome." Seungcheol grins excitedly.

"I'm sure the fans will be pleased." You say. "Wait, dark as in sexy or dark as in satanic ritual?"

"Sexy. Or we'll try anyway." Soonyoung mutters, his voice muffled slightly by his mouth being pressed against your shoulder.

"You'll do well, I know it." You reply, as you slowly peel the sponge away from Seungcheol's neck. He shudders as the cold water drips down his back. Soonyoung giggles at him.

"Can I go now? I'm gonna make sure the others are ready." Seungcheol says. You nod and he jumps off the chair, running out of the room, leaving you alone with Soonyoung.

He wraps his arms around your waist, feeling more comfortable now that you were both alone.

"Are you still nervous?" You ask him.

"A little." He says. He let's you go and spins you around, so that you're facing him. "Are you going to the concert? I'd feel less nervous if I knew you were in the audience." He says, playfully poking your cheek.

"I'm coming, don't worry. Though, I don't think your fans like me that much." You say.

The fans already knew about you and Soonyoung. Their reaction was mostly what you expecting, some accepting, some not. You weren't sure which type of fans would be in the audience today.

"They love you! Don't worry about it." He settles his hands on your waist and presses his forehead against yours. "I'll see you there, right? Promise me?"

"Yes, yes, I already did, didn't I?" You reply, your heart pounding a little at his closeness.

"Say you promise then." He replies, smirking a little.

You roll your eyes but say, "Okay, okay, I promise."

He grins, pleased. "Good. And thank you."

He places his hand on your cheek and caresses it softly. You smile softly as he leans in, and you raise your head a little making it easier for him to reach your mouth. His lips had barely brushed against yours, however, when a voice called out to Soonyoung.