Seventeen Imagines

Joshua

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"Oh my actual God," You blurted out as you felt each drop of water trickle down your body. Your shirt was sticking to yourself, along with your hair. You were shaking from the cold and you were pretty sure there were a couple ice cubes in your clothing somewhere as well.

"It worked! Yes!" You quickly turned to look behind you and saw Seungkwan and Hoshi giving each other high fives and laughing.

"Just you wait!" You shouted at them and tried to scrunch the water out of your top making them laugh even more, "I wouldn't laugh if I was you." You felt your lips curl up into a smile and Seungkwan and Hoshi faltered.

"W-what do you mean?" They started to back up from you, a pooling mess.

"Oh, boys the prank war has only just begun." You laughed lightly.

"Oh no, Seungkwan! We did bad, she's going to get us. Let's go!" Hoshi grabbed hold of Seungkwan's arm and dragged him around the corner, probably trying to hide somewhere in the dorm.

It all started a couple of days ago where Seungkwan and Hoshi had decided to start pulling pranks on you. Being best friends with Joshua you were almost always around the boys dorms and have made friends with all the boys.

There was no way you were going to let them get away with this.

Grabbing a towel, that the boys had left generously, you started to dry yourself so that you weren't dripping wet. Seungkwan and Hoshi had done the typical prank of setting a bucket on top of a partially open door. Of course, how were you supposed to know?

Not knowing what to do, seeing as though you were going to drag water around the dorm, you opened the door that was the closet to the room you were standing in. You prayed that there wasn't a bucket waiting for you on the other side. When you didn't feel any wet substance hit your body you sighed in relief closing your eyes for a brief second.

"Y/N?" You heard Joshua say questioningly.

You opened your eyes. You'd totally forgot that this was Joshua's room. Joshua sat on his bed with his legs crossed and his guitar resting in his lap. His mouth hung open and there was silence as you tried to think of something to say.

"I'm wet." You choked out and then realised how bad that sounded, "N-not that kind of we-"

"I know what you mean," He placed his guitar by the side of him on the bed and walked over to you, "But why?"

"All I have to say is Seungkwan and Hoshi." As you said their names you were already thinking of ways to get them back.

"The bucket prank?" He asked as he reached out and rubbed the towel over your arms trying to dry you off a little bit more.

"How'd you know?" You asked, astonished by his guess.

He gave you grimace, "When I first came from America it was their way of letting me join? I don't know there was no logic to it, but when is there logic when it comes to Hoshi and Seungkwan?" He joked.

"You're right." You shivered and he gave you a look of concern.

"You're cold," He walked over to his closet and looked around. You watched as his fluffy pastel pink hair moved when he moved his head. Having found what he was looking for he walked over to you, in his hands he held one of his shirts and sweats, "Wear these."