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[andiv3r]

Whatever. TLK headcanon'd family tree wip be upon ye

[catgirlkirigiri]

Can I still get into Heaven if i kill myself?

[memoriesofkpop]

Adoration of U Ch 7

Tags: Fluff, Angst Jihoon; Jun; Soonyoung (Hoshi); (Y/N) Female Reader; ft. other members of Seventeen Series: 7/?

Ch 7 : Call Call Call

    After making her way back into her small apartment, she plopped herself onto her bed, wanting nothing more than to forget the world. She had arranged everything with the company. They had allowed her to put in a replacement for a few months while she was gone as long as she helped them with publicity. She would always support her boys anyway, so she didn’t hesitate to agree. She was constantly promoting them either way. She stared at the ceiling for a moment before pulling her phone out of her pocket. It had remained off since leaving the company building. She tossed her phone aside, not bothering to deal with the outside world. 

    Looking out the window, she watched the sun as it started to peek from behind other buildings. The soft glow of yellow and orange were mesmerizing. She smiled at the beautiful sight before her. 

    “Free at last,” she whispered to herself, before drifting off into the comfort of sleep. And simply like that, days flew by quietly. Too quietly.

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    “Hey! Everyone up! This place is such a mess!” called out Seungcheol, struggling to drag up a few members from the ground as well as from their slumber. It had only been a few days and the dorm already felt like a pig sty. A few groaned and whined (looking at you Seungkwan!) while others just plopped back down, wrapping themselves into burritos and ignoring their leader. After a drawn out struggle, the boys were up and about-- fighting for the bathrooms, shoes, even socks. 

    Finally, the world seemed more at peace when a mass of sandwiches and other food littered the table. Like flies, the boys swarmed towards the food. Seungcheol quickly took this chance to take roll, wanting to make sure no one is left behind. 

    “1...2..3...4…...12? Who are we missing?” Seungcheol asked, scanning the room and recounting the bodies. Uncertain, he counted once more, making sure he counted himself. 

“12.” 

    Just as he was about to call out names, the door swung open and slammed against the wall so hard that it bounced back. Jun came stumbling in, tripping over his own feet before looking up at the other guys. 

    “Oh. Heeey guuuuys,” he slurred, a smile on his face and he struggled to stand.

    “Holy Jisoo, Jun what did you do?!” Seungcheol asked, running up to him to help him up. 

    “Whaht areer youu talkinnngg aboot?” Jun questioned slowly, now tripping over his words. 

    “Are you drunk?! Are you crazy?! What if you were spotted?! Why’d you come home drunk?! At 9am out of all times? Alone?! Where were you?! Don’t you have a shoot to go to soon?!” the leader scolded, while trying to help Jun to the couch at the same time. 

    “We finisked eurrly soo I juust thought I could maaake itt back in time,” he stated as Seungcheol helped bring his legs off the floor and onto the couch.

    “You can’t go anywhere like this. We gotta call the manager and-”

    “Where’s Y/N?” asked Jun, cutting in. 

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    With a skip in her step, she started into a busy street, she glanced at the store fronts as she walked. A small shop caught her attention in the corner of her eye, seemingly a quiet and peaceful place. When she stepped in, she entered a mellow but modern place. “Perfect,” she whispered to herself. 

    “Can I get you a table? Or are you going to stand by the door until closing?” said a voice. She snapped back into reality as her eyes fell upon the barista smiling at her with a menu in hand. She felt the heat rise in her face, not realizing just how long she had been full on gawking at the place. Y/N sent a sheepish smile back before nodding and taking steps further into the cafe. His name tag shimmered from the lights above as Y/N sat down, catching her eye. Jaehyun.  

    She made her order quickly, sending the barista back to the mess of machines in no time. While waiting, she grabbed for her phone and checked for anything new, but sighed as the notification-less screen stared back at her. Y/N was about to text Soonyoung to keep her promise of constant communication when suddenly someone else had slipped into her booth. Out of habit, she placed down her phone on the table in front of her.  

    A young woman with glowing skin and a strong presence. Her hair perfectly framed her face. Her body was littered with brand name items and her jewelry obviously showed she came from a well off family. Even her perfume that polluted the air was that of a higher end product. She slowly removed her designer sunglasses and placed them gently on the table. Her eyes were pretty too.

    “You’re her. Aren’t you?” the woman asked. 

    Looking around the cafe, Y/N scanned for signs of a possible case of mixed identity. No one else was around. The woman in front of her chuckled. “You’re Y/N. Correct? You dated Jun,” she stated.

    “I...I’m sorry. Who are you?” was all Y/N could muster as a reply. The woman leaned back slightly with a smirk on her face. 

    “Ah. Of course. My name is Minah,” she said as her lips curled into a smile. 

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