Wanna One Imagines

Park Jihoon

You quietly sneak into the rehearsal room of the boys, tiptoeing over to the corner to not interrupt them. They are running through their first show tonight, going over their acts and such.

Jihoon catches your eye, giving you a big grin. You smile back and wave, blowing him a small kiss.

You hop onto a table that has been pushed aside to make more space, swinging your legs in the air, clasping the box of pizza you've brought with you. You contently watch the boys finishing up their rehearsal, waiting until they decide on a break to speak to your boyfriend.

"Hey" he greets you with that infamous wink of his. It still gives you butterflies when he does that.

"Hey" you reply, as he goes in for a quick peck on the lips.

"Brought you something" you tell him, holding up the box of pizza and watch his auburn eyes light up with joy.

"Aw, you're the BEST!" he exclaims, taking a massive bite out of the pizza, getting cheese on the tip of his nose.

You giggle, wiping it off, then proceed to letting him feed you a bite of his donut, munching happily on it.

"Looks like it's gonna be a great show" you tell him once you've finished chewing.

"Yeah, we're pretty pumped about it" Jihoon smiles proudly. It warms your heart to see Jihoon this passionate and excited for their live show.

"You're going to be there to support us?" he asks, taking your hands into his, playing with them. Your smile falters a little and you look down.

"I don't know..." you mumble vaguely, hoping he will let it be at that. Of course he doesn't.

"Why not? Please jagi! I want you there! I can get you first row! Or VIP, whatever you want" he promises wildly, naive to the real problem at hand.

"If you REALLY want me to come, I'll come. I'll stay backstage though" you say. Jihoon frowns.

"Why? It won't be the same! Just watch the show from the audience, along with our fans. It'll be fun" he swears. You remain silent for a little while, contemplating on what excuse you can use to get out of this.

"Don't you want to come?" Jihoon asks sadly.

"No, it's not that babe! You know I do! It's just....."

"What? Spit it out" he persuades you, lifting your chin up with his index finger so you look him in the eye.

"The fans don't like me very much. In fact, they hate me. It doesn't bother me too much, I can deal with it, but I mean I just don't think it's a good idea for me to be standing alone, surrounded by thousands of them in a crowded space" you finally confess shyly, playing with your hair to avert eye contact with Jihoon. He is also remains silent, but you can feel how bothered he is by your confession.

The thing is he can't even comfort you by saying the fans DON'T hate you, because they really do the amounts of threats and hate mail you receive on a daily basis is crazy.

"Ok, well I see your point. You can stay backstage of course. As long as you're there I don't care" he says, pulling you closer to his body, embracing you in a hug. You rest your head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, wishing that you weren't in this crappy situation with the fans and could just be there for Jihoon like a normal girlfriend.

The time has come. The stadium is filled with loud wannables, chanting the boys' names, ready for their performance.

"Good luck!" you tell Jihoon, kissing him on the cheek.

"Love you jagi" he tells you, before being whisked away by the crew to go on stage. You can hear the roar of the crowd erupt as the boys jump into view. You wish you could see it in person, but you have to remain in the wings of the stage, watching the show from a little monitor, feeding live footage from a camera on stage.

"How are we doing tonight?" you hear Jihoon shout enthusiastically into the microphone. The answer comes in a collective excited shriek from the audience, as well as cheering and clapping.

"Now before we begin tonight's show I just want to say something to you all. As you may know, I have a girlfriend, (y/n), and well, she is actually here tonight to support me and the boys" Jihoon announces to the crowd. Oh no, what is he doing? you think, panicking. Sweat immediately starts forming on every surface of your body with anxiety.

Stop! Stop! You silently shout at him in your head.

"And I know some of you haven't been the most..... accepting of her and our relationship, but I just want to tell you all that she means the world to me and I love her a whole frickin' lot, so I'm gonna bring her out here and we can all start over, how does that sound?" You bury your face in your hands, ready to cry, anticipating boos and heckling from the crowd. To your surprise, the response your recieve is cheering.

"C'mon everyone, help me out here! (y/n), (y/n), (y/n)..." Jihoon starts chanting. To your utter amazement, the audience joins in, the whole stadium just repeating your name over and over again.

"Come on. I think they're expecting you" Daniel smiles at you. You shyly step onto the stage, feeling timid and exposed. When you come into view, the audience hollers and cheers even louder

Jihoon beams at you, walking over and taking your hand, marching to straight to the centre of the stage and lifting your intertwined hands above your heads.

"My girlfriend, (y/n)!" he announces loudly into the mic, gesturing towards you. You blush an impossibly deep colour of red, glad there aren't any close up cameras recording you. You look out at the crowd. All the girls are smiling and cheering, not at all hostile or scary. Maybe they don't hate me as much as I thought... . you think, finally managing a smile yourself.

"So what do you say, can we all be civil and not attack (y/n) when she stands with you guys to watch our show?" Jihoon asks the crowd. A collective yes comes as a response.

"Great! Thank guys, I knew you'd be cool about it! Enjoy the show, babe. Love you" Jihoon says to you now, kissing you passionately in front of the whole stadium, leaving you tingly and breathless. You hear distant wooping from the boys and the fans, making you giggle. You go climb down the stage to stand in the front row, still dazzled and awe-struck by what just happened. Park Jihoon, always sweeping you off your feet.

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