bang yedam: soft // jealous imagine
being an idol had its ups and downs as you had come to realize over the years
up: you got to live your dreams
down: dating was...difficult to say the least
however, when you had met bang yedam in your fav local coffee shop a few months ago, you had known he was worth everything.
“y/n!” you smile as yedam bounces up to you, a small gift box in hand. “yedam, what’s this?” “just a gift for the premiere of your music video tonight!” you accept the gift, pulling at the red ribbon. “aw, yedam, you didn’t have to.” you gently touch the diamond heart necklace. yedam smiles and pulls you in for a hug, resting his chin on top of your hair. “anything for you y/n.”
it’s later that night and you’re sitting on the couch in your basement next to yedam, eyes glued to the t.v. screen countdown. “i’m so nervous” you whisper. yedam squeezes your hand. “don’t worry, i’m sure everyone’s going to love it.” the numbers hit zero and suddenly you can’t breathe. “i need to go get a drink of water” you tell yedam, standing. “y/n, you’re gonna miss it!” he exclaims, fingers reaching out to brush your arm. “i’ve seen it a million times” you say, going to the kitchen.
you can hear the faint noise of your song from the other room as you gingerly sip on a glass of water. you feel a knot in your stomach as the song ends and there’s silence from the other room. carefully, you make your way back into the t.v. room.
“so?” you ask upon reentry. “what did you think?” you’re nervous to hear his reaction, nervous he won’t like it. “y/n...” yedam starts, still staring at the t.v. you take a deep breath in and out, preparing for the worst.
suddenly, yedam jumps up from the couch. his pink sweater is slightly rumpled and falls over his hands as he runs towards you and picks you up to spin you around. “that was so freaking good y/n!!!” the knot in your stomach loosens and starts the dissolve as you relax into yedam’s comforting embrace. “oh my gosh really? i’m so happy you liked it. i was so scared you wouldn’t.”
“of course i liked it y/n. i like everything you do.” yedam puts you down and you see that his eyebrows are drawn together. “yedam, what is it?” “nothing, nothing. let’s just get some rest.”
the next morning you wake up to tons of notifications. apparently your song was doing really well on all the charts! you immediately call yedam to let him know the good news, but he doesn’t react as you expected him to.
“yedam, are you okay? you’ve been acting weird since last night.” “i’m fine, y/n, it’s fine.” you feel the knot in your stomach come back in full force. “no it’s not” you say fiercely. “come over and tell me what’s wrong.”
when yedam shows up on your doorstep in the same pink sweater as the night before, you know something’s up. “yedam, come in, what’s bothering you?” you tug on his sweater to pull him inside.
“it’s just...” he plays with the edges of his sleeves, eyes on the ground. “yedam you can tell me.” you say gently.
“that guy you kissed. in your video.” he let out a breathe and glanced up to meet your eyes. “do you like him more than me?”
you are in stunned silence. yedam’s gaze is faltering and he starts to turn away. you reach out and grab his arm before he can, muscles acting before your words can spill out.
“yedam, of course not!” you exclaim. “he was just a random actor they got for the video, that kiss didn’t mean anything. i’d much rather be kissing you.”
yedam perks up, eyes searching yours hopefully. “really?” he asks. you nod, reaching up to brush you fingers against his jaw. “you have nothing to be jealous of.” you whisper. yedam bends down and presses a sweet kiss to your lips. you can feel the smile in it, the happiness, the relief.
“i love you y/n.” “i love you too yedam.” yedam grins. “next time they should cast me in your music video.”
