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synopsis -> in which minsi, enhypen's 8th member makes the member's heart flutter

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[HEESEUNG] : when minsi maintains eye contact

Minsi and Heeseung were huddled around the couch doing a live after their concert had just ended.

Heeseung leaned forward suddenly to read the flood of comments on the screen, when one caught his attention.

“Heeseung, your eyes look like Bambi.”

He read it slowly and carefully, since it was written in English. "I'm not too sure about that," Heeseung chuckled, shaking his head to the side with a small smile.

Just then, Minsi, who had been sipping water quietly beside him, leaned in. "Wait, Seung… look at me," she said, voice soft but firm.

Heeseung turned his head to face her, still smiling — but the smile faded slightly when their eyes met.

His breath caught.

Minsi wasn’t looking at him with her usual doe eyes. Instead, her expression had shifted into a fierce look. Her gaze was locked on his, sharp and intense, almost unreadable. There was a kind of quiet power in her eyes, like she was seeing through him.

It made his heart leap in his chest. A flutter. Then a full-blown thud.

Heeseung tried to hold the eye contact like it was nothing, but his ears had other plans. They flushed a deep, betraying red. He could feel the heat creeping across his cheeks, down his neck.

And still, Minsi didn’t break the stare.

The room fell oddly quiet.

Though it lasted only a few seconds, to him it felt like minutes.

When Minsi finally blinked, she smiled — not wide, not teasing — just a small, satisfied curl of her lips.

“Yeah,” she said quietly, like she’d confirmed something for herself. “Definitely Bambi.”

Heeseung let out a stunned breath, laughing awkwardly as he ducked his head, hiding behind a hand. “Yah, Minsi… Don’t do that on live,” he muttered, his voice an octave higher than usual.

“Why not?” she asked innocently, though the sparkle in her eyes suggested otherwise.

The comments exploded, full of: “WHAT WAS THAT?? 😭😭😭” “Did we just witness the softest tension EVER?!” “SEUNG’S BLUSH I’M GONEEE 😭💘” “MINSEUNG NATION HOW WE FEELING?!”

Minsi finally mentioned the red dust on his face. “Wait, are you actually blushing or is it just the lighting?”

Heeseung tried to play it off, but his smile was lopsided, his heart still pounding.

Somewhere deep inside, he already knew— That was going to replay in his head long after the live ended.

[JAY] : when minsi cooks for him

Jay, known proudly among fans and members alike as ENHYPEN’s unofficial chef, was always the first to wake up.

It had become a routine, to start his mornings before the others, slipping into his apron, and moving through the kitchen with practiced ease. Cooking wasn't just a duty to him — it was love. Care. A way to ground himself.

But even Jay had his off days.

This morning, he’d barely peeled open his eyes before feeling the exhaustion settle over him like a heavy blanket. The adrenaline of the concert still buzzed faintly in his bones, but his body had hit its limit.

He considered forcing himself up — for the sake of the others, for the ritual of it. But just as he started to move, something stopped him.

A smell.

Something warm, savory, and perfectly seasoned drifted into the room.

Jay furrowed his brows. That wasn’t the scent of convenience store ramen or leftover takeout reheated by a sleepy member. That was… real food. Thoughtful food. Food with heart.

Curious — and slightly alarmed — he slipped out of bed and padded quietly toward the kitchen.

And then he saw her.

Minsi.

Standing at the stove, bathed in the golden morning light, dressed in an oversized sweater and an apron that hung a little loose around her waist. Her hair was tied up messily, a few strands falling around her face, and she hummed softly as she flipped something in the pan with ease.

Jay froze.

For a moment, he couldn’t move — couldn’t even blink. His heart fluttered quietly in his chest, unannounced and a little unexpected.

She looked… homey. Not in a dull way, but in the way that made your chest warm. Like she belonged there. Like she’d always belonged there.

He watched as she plated the food carefully, even adding little side dishes she’d probably scavenged from their pantry.

Then she noticed him.

“Oh! You’re awake,” she smiled, turning with a gentle expression. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I just thought you could use a break today.”

Jay blinked. “You… made all this?”

She nodded casually, as if it were the easiest thing in the world. “Yeah. You always cook for us, Jay. I figured you deserved to sleep in at least once.”

He stared at her, taking in the scene — the soft steam rising from the pot, the quiet hum of the kitchen, the sincerity in her eyes.

And just like that, his heart did something he didn’t expect.

It softened.

“Thanks, Minsi,” he said, voice a little rough from sleep, a little caught in his throat. “Really.”

She smiled again, brighter this time, and held out a plate. “Eat before it gets cold.”

Jay took it gently, fingers brushing hers for just a second — and suddenly, he wasn't tired anymore.

Not even a little.

[SUNGHOON] : when minsi gets shy/flustered

Sunghoon absolutely loved teasing his members. It was almost a second language for him at this point — the way he’d throw in a sarcastic comment, raise a brow just enough to provoke, or flash that smug grin right before someone whined in protest.

But out of all the reactions, nothing satisfied him more than Minsi’s.

Her mad face — cheeks puffed, brows furrowed, eyes narrowed with mock fury — was the definition of adorable. It wasn’t intimidating in the slightest, which only made it worse (or better, depending on who you asked). Every time she got playfully annoyed, he’d feel an overwhelming wave of cuteness aggression.

It was dangerous.

That day, the members were in the middle of a variety-style game. There was yelling, laughing, half-hearted cheating, and absolute chaos.

Somehow — against all odds — Minsi had won. Fair and square. She stood proudly, hands on her hips, grinning at the camera while the others groaned in defeat.

Except one.

Sunghoon clapped twice, slow and theatrical. “Wow. Minsi won. Incredible. Truly historic.”

Minsi turned to him with a grin. “I did win. What, jealous?”

He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbow on his knee and cocking his head. “Rematch.”

The room erupted.

“Yah! She won fair!” Jungwon laughed. “Just take the L, bro,” Jake added, throwing a cushion at him. “She beat you,” Ni-ki snickered. “Face it.”

But Sunghoon stayed focused, eyes narrowing with mock intensity. “Rematch,” he repeated. “I demand it.”

Minsi scoffed, crossing her arms. “No way. A win is a win.”

“But you only won because the timer lagged,” he said, barely hiding the smirk tugging at his lips.

“Oh please,” she snapped, taking a step closer to him, eyes fierce. “You’re just salty because I beat you at your own game.”

And there it was — that face.

Sunghoon grinned.

She looked so serious, but her nose scrunched ever so slightly and her pout only made her more precious. He couldn’t help it — he let out a laugh and gently poked her puffed cheek.

“You’re seriously trying to intimidate me with that face?” he teased. “You look like a very angry hamster.”

“I do not!” she huffed, smacking his hand away.

“Hyung, you’re gonna die,” Sunoo giggled, covering his mouth.

“I’ll take my chances,” Sunghoon said with a full grin. “That was worth it.”

Minsi glared, but her lips twitched upward against her will. “Fine. You want a rematch so bad?”

He perked up instantly.

She stepped closer, face just inches from his. “I’ll destroy you this time.”

Sunghoon’s smirk faltered for a split second. Just a split one.

“...Okay,” he said, clearing his throat. “Now I’m a little scared.”

“You should be.”

[JAKE] : when minsi makes physical contact with him

Jake was always the one to initiate physical touch.

Whether it was slinging an arm around a member’s shoulder, pulling someone into a hug after a long day, or leaning his head against someone during practice breaks — it was just how he expressed himself. It was natural. Comforting. Easy.

But that’s exactly why it felt different when Minsi was the one to reach for him first.

They were having a quiet movie night in the dorm, all the members gathered on the living room floor in a mess of pillows and blankets. The lights were low, the screen flickering gently, and the soft hum of the movie played in the background.

Jake had settled next to Minsi without thinking. It had become second nature by now.

They were laughing at the cheesy dialogue when, all of a sudden, he felt it — a gentle pressure.

Minsi’s fingers, lightly brushing against the back of his hand.

He glanced sideways, but she didn’t look at him. Her eyes were still on the screen, but her hand stayed close… and then, without a word, she slid her fingers into his.

Jake froze for half a second.

His heart did not get the memo to stay calm.

Her hand was warm and soft, her grip light — like she was giving him the option to pull away if he wanted.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he blinked, his smile faltering for just a moment as a soft blush crept up the back of his neck and onto his cheeks. Slowly, he adjusted his hand, intertwining their fingers tightly — holding on like he’d been waiting for this exact thing without realizing it.

No jokes. No teasing. No big reaction. Just the quiet thud of his heart and the way he instinctively leaned closer to her shoulder.

And for once, Jake didn’t have to initiate anything. He didn’t have to ask for comfort or reach out for warmth — it was just there, in her hand, her touch, the unspoken care that made him feel… safe.

Minsi gave his hand the slightest squeeze.

Jake smiled down at their intertwined fingers and whispered, just barely loud enough for her to hear, “Don’t let go.”

She turned her head toward him, and their eyes met for a second — enough to make his ears burn.

“I wasn’t planning to,” she whispered back.

The movie kept playing, but Jake didn’t remember a single scene after that.

[SUNOO] : when minsi indulges in inside jokes with him

The members were filming a casual vlog that day — “ENHYPEN's Day Off,” the manager had called it, just a chill slice-of-life for the fans. Cameras set up in corners of the dorm, no scripts, just natural moments. The members had scattered around, some cooking, others gaming or lounging.

Sunoo was curled up on the floor with a soft blanket, sipping something sweet, when Minsi walked by and plopped down beside him.

The two were watching Heeseung and Ni-ki bicker over a board game when Minsi leaned closer and murmured something low — a line.

Just one line.

A weird, out-of-context, absolutely nonsensical joke about a strawberry peel-off mask and a “sacred skincare ceremony” — something they’d joked about once months ago, in the middle of a 2 a.m. self-care session while the others were asleep.

No one else reacted. The camera barely caught it. But Sunoo heard it.

And immediately, his cheeks flushed with laughter. That warm, surprised kind of laugh that bubbles up from your chest when someone remembers something only you thought was worth remembering.

He looked at her — really looked at her — and saw that knowing glint in her eyes.

She didn’t need attention. Didn’t care if anyone else laughed. That comment wasn’t for the vlog. It was for him.

And in that quiet second, something shifted in Sunoo’s chest.

He felt special. Seen. Chosen.

He let the moment stretch, just a little, holding it between them like something fragile and precious.

And somewhere beneath the flutter of his heart and the smile he couldn’t stop, there was a soft, almost selfish thought blooming:

I want a part of her heart that’s just ours. A space only I get to step into. Like this joke. Like this moment.

He didn’t say anything — just gently nudged her shoulder with his, lips curved and eyes soft.

And she nudged him back, just once, with a smile that said, Yeah. I know.

[JUNGWON] : when minsi defends him

The members were sitting around the table after a long day, sharing dinner — casual and chaotic as usual. Heeseung had stepped away for a second, and when he came back, he dramatically gasped, pointing at the now-empty plate.

“Who ate my last piece of chicken?!” he cried.

Everyone paused mid-bite, eyes shifting suspiciously. Jungwon glanced up from his bowl just in time to see Heeseung narrow his eyes at him.

“You were sitting right next to it,” Heeseung accused, squinting.

Jungwon blinked. “What? It wasn’t me! I was eating my own food!”

Heeseung crossed his arms. “Hmm… suspicious.”

Before Jungwon could defend himself further, Minsi — sitting across the table, seemingly uninterested a moment ago — suddenly chimed in.

“Yah, Heeseung,” she said with a teasing glare. “Don’t blame Jungwon just because you forgot to protect your chicken. If he wanted it, he would've asked. He’s too polite to steal it.”

The table went quiet for a beat, and then Sunghoon let out a laugh. “Ohh, protective Minsi entered the chat!”

“She’s right though,” Sunoo grinned. “Jungwon stealing food? Never.”

Jungwon tried to laugh along, but his heart skipped a very unexpected beat.

He peeked at Minsi, who was casually sipping her drink like she hadn’t just stood up for him without hesitation. No teasing, no play-acting — she’d meant it. Like it was the most natural thing in the world to defend him.

And something about that made his face feel really warm.

“Thanks,” he muttered under his breath, hoping no one heard the way his voice dipped.

But Minsi did.

She glanced over with a small smile and simply said, “I’ve got your back, Captain.”

Jungwon looked down, trying to hide the faint blush rising to his cheeks, and suddenly that last piece of chicken didn’t matter at all.

[NI-KI] : when minsi pulls pranks on him

Ni-ki had always been the prankster of ENHYPEN.

Whether it was plastic bugs in shoes, jump scares around corners, or switching out sugar for salt, he thrived on chaos. It wasn’t mean-spirited — just his way of keeping the dorms lively and the hyungs on their toes.

So naturally, when someone dared to prank him, it had to be impressive to earn his respect.

Enter Minsi.

She’d always been more subtle with her humor — quick comebacks, playful teasing, sly glances across the room. But this time? She went full Ni-ki mode.

Ni-ki had returned to his room one night after practice, ready to drop into bed… only to freeze in the doorway.

His entire room was covered in what looked like thick, horrifyingly realistic spider webs. They clung to his ceiling fan, hung from the corners, even draped across his pillows. Fake spiders — disturbingly lifelike — were perched in just the right places. The dim lighting made everything worse.

He let out a sharp “Yah—!” and stumbled back, his heart momentarily leaping into his throat.

Silence. Then giggling. From behind the wall.

Minsi peeked around the doorframe, biting her lip to hold in her laugh.

“You—” Ni-ki started, eyes wide. “You did this?!”

She nodded proudly, arms crossed, grin wide. “Took me two hours. Worth it.”

For a second, it looked like he might scold her.

But instead, Ni-ki just… beamed.

He stepped forward, ruffled her hair aggressively, and declared, “My student! You’ve learned well!”

Minsi laughed, ducking out of his grip. “Student?! I’m older than you!”

“Not in prank years,” he said smugly. “This is beginner-tier but executed perfectly. Clean setup. Solid scare. Bonus points for attention to detail. I’m seriously impressed.”

She rolled her eyes. “So I passed?”

“You graduated,” he said with mock seriousness. “From now on, you are Ni-ki Prank Academy’s first and only star pupil.”

The others soon came running after hearing the commotion, but instead of tattling, Ni-ki proudly showed off the webs like he was hosting an art exhibit.

“Look at this craftsmanship!” he said, gesturing dramatically. “She got me good!”

Later that night, as they were all winding down, Minsi passed him in the hallway.

“Thanks for not getting mad,” she said casually.

Ni-ki just grinned and gave her one last head pat.

“Mad? No way,” he said. “I’ve never been prouder.”

[rannie-moon]

heranchella

synopsis: the time has finally come! It's here and it has it's own chapter in history textbooks...

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⋆. 𐙚 ˚ I don't even know how to start this off...

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ that week she had a slight technical difficulty, which was one of the reasons she was so anxious even during enha's performance. when they came back for week 2 soundcheck she got the news that her set was being moved to another stage

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the sahara tent was perfect for her, she loved it. not small, but not too big. and now? getting out of the van with her manager: "we got confirmation that you're being moved to main stage earlier today."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ EXCUSE ME?? SHE WAS BEING MOVED WHERE??

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she wasn't happy at all to say the least but we'll get a closer look at that later. right now we're here for her performance :) (she was ready to take the first flight but to seoul I kid you not)

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ so there she was backstage, mumbling to herself as her stylists fixed the mic pack on her shorts. It was just her—the members were already in the crowd with the others

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ let's just take a closer look at who the others are exactly:

the txt members (supportive besties since day 1 of course. they wouldn't miss this for the world) chaerin—jake's girlfriend, yunjin, and chanelle (even more supportive besties) her cousins chanmi and yejun hyunmin and nari obviously her parents (YUP!) oh and hoseok and jungkook... NO NOT "OH"! HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TRAINIGN BUT HE MADE A REQUEST JUST TO LEAVE FOR A FEW DAYS TO SEE HER! (our favourite accidental brother figure <3)

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she was even MORE nervous knowing that they were there for her because what if she messed up?? ON MAIN STAGE!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran literally could not stop pacing up and down the dressing room, she was going insane—fidgeting, biting her lip, trying her best not to touch her hair. she couldn't even look at herself in the mirror

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ It was 30 minutes before she had to go on but she was ready, so her stylists and the staff gave her some privacy in hopes that she'd be able to calm herself down

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she was literally just staring at the wall for what felt like forever, unable to move until she heard the door open. she thought it was a staff member calling her out but it was just jungwon

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he came to check up on her because he knew how nervous she would be, and he couldn't just stand there with everyone and hope for the best

"how's my superstar feeling?" he asked with a smile, shutting the door behind him—it didn't even take him a second to malfunction because of how good she looked. heran put her head in her hands, "your superstar feels super fucking nauseous." "she also looks super fucking gorgeous." she groaned, not even bothering to look up. “stop trying to make me blush, I’m trying to spiral in peace.” jungwon let out a soft laugh, stepping closer to where she sat perched on the edge of the vanity stool. he crouched down in front of her, hands gently wrapping around her wrists to pull her hands away from her face. “hey,” he said, voice low and steady, “you're going to do amazing heran.” heran blinked down at him, lip wobbling slightly because he always knew exactly what to say. “they moved me to main stage, won. I was already losing it over sahara. now I have fireworks. and my parents. and jungkook?! he's literally supposed to serving the country right now!”

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ a LOT more went down after that before she was called for standby, but let's just say that she felt A LOT better ehehhehe

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ so there she was, under the stage on the platform that was going to raise in a minute. god she felt like katniss everdeen right before the games started

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she was dressed to perfection, her in-ear monitor counting down as she heard the drowned out screams from the crowd. and then the intro started

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the fans in the crowd were obviously screaming the loudest—supernova, song of the year was literally playing! her dancers were already onstage, the lights dim, flickering from white to black until the infamous supernova rung through the speakers, the audio cutting into something smoother, heran's platform lifting

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she had to breathe. she had to calm down down. SHE WAS ON MAIN STAGE!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but then, just as the audio played "I'm some kind of supernova—watch out" lo and behold—lee heran in the center of the main stage at coachella with over 30 000 people surrounding her

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ this was 3/4 of the tokyo dome crowd!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but the second the camera focused on her, her mic clutched in her hand—shit was about to go down. this was some alter ego take-over and you could literally see it in her eyes

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the remix for the song was a bit slower than the original for the dance breaks but it just added to the vibe. she was hitting those beats in heels and or what??

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the way that the fans were screaming "sageon-eun dagawa, ah-oh, ayy! geosege keojyeoga, ah-oh, ayy!" needed to be STUDIED! THAT SHIT WAS INSANE EVEN THE LOCALS CAUGHT A VIBE

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the outro dance break was BEAUTIFUL! THE MINUTE PEOPLE HEARD "whip whip whip whip whip whiplash" THEY WERE READY FOR A SHOW! BECAUSE FANS KNEW HOW MUCH HERAN LOVED THE SONG AND PERFORMED IT LIKE WDEWDEBDEW

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ miss girl was strutting, taking off her jacket like a SEXY MF as she got into position, and that's all it took. she looked so fucking good please oh lord give us the strength

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you thought that the intro for future perfect was crazy? how about

"COACHELLA! ONE LOOK GIVE EM WHAT?!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ HELL FUCKING YEAH!!!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the whole point of her set was confidence and just straight up feeling herself SO NATURALLY SHE HAD TO BE A LITTLE NARCISSTIC!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the dancers? the lighting? the screams? her?? IT WAS ALL TOO MUCH! FIRST CHORUS JUST HIT AND PEOPLE WERE FAINTING

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ NOW COME ON YOU KNOW SHE HIT THAT "fancy igeon cham hwalyeohae It's glowing and it's flashy" WITH HER LITTLE OVER SHOULDER TURN AND THAT SMUG AS SMILE AS INSANE FUCKING FACECARD!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ chaerin actually nearly fainted guys please she was jumping on top of jake like a crazy person

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jake was holding onto her waist like “babe you’re gonna crush my ribs” but chaerin was screaming, “SHE’S SO HOT! SHE’S SO HOT I CAN’T DO THIS!!” while yunjin was recording the whole thing, literally crying from laughter. chanelle was obviously on the floor, you can always find her there when heran does anything tbh

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ back on stage. was having so much fun, like fully in her element and it was so rewarding to watch because?? that's who she was! a performer!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her vocals were so crisp! please jungkook was hitting that shit like "I USED TO RUN ON THE TREADMILL WITH HER!" boy bye!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ last verse? high note? dance break? halter top holding on for dear life? dancers coming together? heran fixing her hair and walking behind them? IT WAS TIME FOR THE BEAUTY SHOT!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she literally went viral for it back home so of course it's gonna do numbers here.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ It was the most beautiful sequence ever. the dancers ducked down and she popped up, running a hand through her hair with that last "one look give em whiplash" and a smirk RAHHHHH END MEEEEE

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SHE HAS FINE ASS BITCH WRITTEN ALL OVER HER AND THE CROWD WAS EATING IT UP! NO ONE WAS SAFE. BOYS, GIRLS, EVERYONE WAS LOSING THEIR MINDS

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and to end the song off she did the same thing she did for the mama awards the year before. It was runway time! the camera crew practiced it with her for hours, on stage sweating bullets as they were literally in front of her! SHE WAS STRUTTING THROUGH HER DANCERS LIKE THE QUEEN THAT SHE IS

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT PRESENCE?? THE WAY SHE FLIPPED HER HAIR, TURNED TO CAMERA THREE AND GAVE THEM THAT LOOK—SHE KNEW EXACTLY WHERE HER ANGLE WAS. SHE KNEW EXACTLY WHO SHE WAS. LEE HERAN: STAR OF THE FUCKING SHOW

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and THE WAY THE LIGHTS WERE FOLLOWING HER MOVEMENT??? like they were in love. like the spotlight itself couldn’t bear to be without her. each step was so calculated, so confident, and when she hit the final mark at the end of the runway—

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ POSE. chin up, mic resting against her hip, that one perfect strand of hair falling across her face. crowd behind her going absolutely feral. she looked like a final boss, a fashion magazine cover, the moment and the movement

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and right on cue—the camera zoomed out in that SLOW, CINEMATIC PULLBACK with the fireworks going off behind her. the final chorus echoed through the speakers, and she stood there, center stage, bathed in gold. not moving. just owning it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ I fear she quite literally gave everyone whiplash.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ that right there was her introduction. two songs in and he had the crowd shazaming them both

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the music was off now, just a very smiley heran trying not to blush over the amount of people screaming her name. a completely different person to whoever just cat walked main stage into a dance break

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ so after that little introduction she got her water bottle and finally got to properly introduce herself:

“hi.” that was literally all she managed to get out between breathless giggles, the crowd still screaming like she hadn’t just set the whole stage on fire. her heart was pounding so hard it felt like part of the beat. behind her, her dancers regrouped, just as out of breath and giddy as she was. “uh, I wanted to introduce myself as the blonde girl with the lipstick but—” she tried, only to be cut off by even louder screaming. she paused, cracking up as she fanned herself dramatically. “okay, there you go. glad to know I’m known.” she grinned. “my name’s heran, by the way—but you can call me hailey. I was raised right here in LA actuallly, I’m from glendale.” the crowd exploded, louder than before, and heran’s eyes widened like she couldn’t believe it. she tilted her head, smile tugging wider as she looked around the sea of lights and faces. “ya’ll just scream for anything, huh?” she teased, still laughing. “you know… i’m not even supposed to be here right now—like, on this stage,” she said, pacing a little as the cheers settled into excited hums. “I was originally scheduled for the sahara tent, which was already insane to me, but then on monday—literally monday—my manager comes to me like, ‘they moved you to main stage.’” she paused, wide-eyed. “and I kid you not… I nearly started fucking crying—” her hand immediately shot up to her mouth. “—oh my god, I probably shouldn’t be cussing. bro, my parents are here.” the crowd erupted in laughter, some even pointing and cheering towards the VIP section where fans spotted her parents standing with others, proudly recording every second. heran just gave the most sheepish smile, waving at them with both hands. “yeah… I’ve got a lot of very important people here tonight besides my members,” she said a bit softer, but her voice still playful, her eyes sweeping across the crowd. as soon as she said members, the crowd went feral. unhinged. there were even a few chaotic chants starting in the pit. heran scrunched her nose and tilted her head. “mhm. yeah. you guys like them, huh?” she raised a brow. “freaky.” the crowd lost it again, and heran just giggled into her mic, shaking her head in disbelief. “this is literally so unserious. no but really—I’m super grateful. I worked really hard for this set and… I dunno, I just hope you guys can feel how much I love this.” heran took one last sip from her water bottle and twisted the cap back on, eyes scanning the electric sea of people under the desert sky. “alright,” she said, voice breathy from all the excitement, “so this next one is my icy little favourite.” she turned over her shoulder, already gliding toward center stage in those tall heels like it was nothing. but before the lights could fade into the cool-toned blues, she looked back at the crowd, hand on her mic, eyes gleaming with mischief. “also… I heard that jeon jungkook guy from bts is somewhere out here tonight,” she said in the most casual, off-hand tone imaginable. the crowd absolutely ERUPTED. heran’s laugh cracked through the chaos as she held her hand up, playful and teasing. “so feel free to swarm him. ask for like, a million pictures. tell him I sent you. he’ll love that.”

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ absolutely legendary. and all she did was talk bruh 😭😭 please jungkook's face was the epitome of "It was funny, until it wasn't" bro had to message his bodyguards just in case LMFAOOOOO

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but so far our girl was doing amazing, she's performed on bigger stages but obviously this held more weight 😭😭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but next song? Igloo? ya'll already know that the kpopies were getting ready to shake some ass

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she was having so much fun interacting with her dancers! she was keeping the energy up so well, and you could see that everyone on stage was having fun (which is always her main goal)

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ for the second verse she held up the mic towards the crowd. THERE WERE LITERAL SCREAMS TO: "VITAMIN! THAT D! I'M GOOD, I'M HEALTHY!"

💬 : the way god intended this line to be delivered 🙏🏼

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her proud smile afterwards?? yuhhhh walking around as she got into formation, taking the pair of prada sunglasses from the dancer next to her, giving it a little wipe and putting it on before EATING the chorus!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ THAT INTO UP?? END MY LIFE! SPICE IT UP! UP! UP!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ count on heran to be doing crazy ass hiphop choreo in heels istg. and the band arrangement? ugh they were doing so damn good, jay was geeking out

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when the platform started rising and the lights were tweaking around her? NYEAH! this was some show me the money shit bruh idk, by the power of min yoongi I guess she was a rapper now

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she was out here performing mine like it was cypher 3 💀 heavy metal track and bro was serving vocals with that damn mic stand, feeling it up like it was her lifeline

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ THERE WAS A SHOT OF JUST HER HANDS ON THE LED SCREEN AT SOME POINT HELP!! THE TWEETS WERE CRAZY! rings sparkling under the blue lighting—and twitter became a war zone

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then the stage faded to black, and on the giant led screens, an abstract montage began to play—cool tones melting into fiery reds, flashes of glittering lips, hands gazing fogged-up mirrors, heels hitting pavement

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ while this was all going on, heran was running backstage getting her outfit changed, her stylists throwing clothes at her as she hopped out of her skin tight clothes into even MORE skin tight clothing

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ In the vip section her members were watching with full hearts, trying to ignore the creams of heran's friends that were losing their shit in a way only girl's could

"I wonder what she's wearing," chanelle said, completely dazed. chaerin didn't even blink. "hopefully nothing." "real talk," yunjin muttered from behind her phone, not looking up but clearly agreeing. the boys were horrified! ni-ki literally took a step back, shooting jake a look that screamed "put your girlfriend on a leash", because this only one of the many profound comments that chaerin had made about heran so far. “can you please control her?” sunghoon hissed, leaning closer to jake but cutting a pointed glance at chaerin like she wasn’t right there, still fanning herself like she was going to pass out from the sheer force of her delusions. “I’m in love, sunghoon,” chaerin said plainly, clasping her hands together. “what do you want me to do? fight god?” sunghoon looked at her, then at jake again, who just gave a half-shrug like you heard her. ni-ki was still standing a full foot away from everyone, arms crossed like he was protecting his own soul. “I’m not sitting next to these people during sports car. no way. she’s gonna wink at the camera and one of them’s gonna combust.” “combust is crazy,” sunoo muttered under his breath, but he didn’t disagree. and jungwon? he hadn’t said a word in the past few minutes. his mouth opened once, like he was gonna say something—maybe a compliment, maybe a prayer—but then the screen flashed and the screams returned, the roar of the crowd was unimaginable. then heran's voice run out, "has anyone seen my bra?" the lights flashed purple under the night sky, everyone's screaming not topping the way that chanelle, chaerin, and yunjin were jumping on each other.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ everything was purple, and then the first few synth beats of a song that EVERYONE recognised started playing

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then in all her glory came heran, walking slowly from behind stage as the instrumental played out

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ It's okay, I'm okay. SAID LITERALLY NO ONE EVER WHEN THIS CHICK WALKED OUT WITH HER DANCERS! BARELY WEARING ANY CLOTHING!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ cue chanelle screaming: "SHE'S WEARING THE BRA!!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her family was absolutely scandalised. her mother literally asked nari why she was barely wearing any clothes HELPPPPP 😭😭😭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jungkook just sighed, shaking his head. "I remember when she was 16."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ yeonjun looked at him with his eyes narrowed. "well I remember she was 13. yeah, get back in line grandpa."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ considering that she was singing a song about not caring about her boyfriend breaking up with her, with her entire chest, jungwon didn't really mind. but of course, heeseung had to say something

"now you see if that was me personally—"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ BOY STFU 😭😭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ughhhh she was dancing like rent was due, her tongue sticking out with that little stank face 🤧 you already know she was locked in

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then for the last verse it was more catwalk time!! thankfully everyone was singing along, girlfriends screaming the lyrics beside their boyfriends who were genuinely terrified of leaving that evening as a single man

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the dancers lined up perfectly, the spotlights hitting her at an angle that was inhumanely possible, her hair blowing in the wind like she was in some britney spears music video

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ "I DON'T WANT HIM ANYMORE GIRL TAKE HIM!" WE ALL SCREAM IN UNISON

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ choreography! hairography! floorograpy! SHE WAS DOING IT ALL IN A SHORT ASS PAIR OF LEATHER SHORTS, A WHITE TANK AND A PURPLE LACE BRA!!!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the last line faded with the lights, heran's figure momentarily disappearing but her voice was still very much present. raspy, at least an octave deeper.

"COACHELLA ARE YOU STILL WITH ME?!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ by now the crowd had somehow managed to grow in size—like fans were multiplying by the second—and when the sound of a car revving blasted through the speakers? people lost their minds.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the camera focused on main stage, a single platform raised as her voice run out in a whispery "I think you know what this is" as four dancers made their way uptop

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the camera cut to the main stage. one lone platform rising slowly, smoke swirling at its base. her voice filtered through the speakers in a breathy “I think you know what this is…”

and the four dancers stepping up onto the platform? yeah. everyone KNEW.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she hadn’t even started singing and already the crowd was SCREAMING “you can uh-uh in it—” like it was the damn national anthem

BYEEEEEEE. FREAKYYYYY

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then the screen behind her lit up: a glowing red “YEAH YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS.”

HELL. YEAH. WE. DO. SPORTS CAR.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ pretty sure someone yelled “LET ME HAVE YOUR BABIES”—and against all odds, it wasn’t chaerin this time.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then she brought out the chair, oh god the chair. like it's part of the choreography but who added the grinding part?? she hadn’t even made it to verse two and already half the crowd needed holy water

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she wasn't even at the second verse yet and jungwon was sweating literal bullets. someone was gonna need to put him on a leash soon 🙏🏼

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the crowd was so loud she could barely hear herself sing—so, naturally, she handed it over to them again.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ “you can do it on your own—WHAT!”

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and then 30,000 voices shrieked back: “WHILE YOU’RE LOOKIN’ AT ME!” It was a religious experience.

yunjin, arms crossed, turned to look at jungwon—eyes wide, mouth parted, stunned. “be honest. is this biblically accurate?” jungwon blinked like he’d been hit with a brick. “huh?” she narrowed her eyes. “she’s singing about getting railed in a car, jungwon. this is a safe space.” he flushed so red, hands flailing. “no! she likes F1! you know she likes F1—this has nothing to do with me!” chanelle leaned over from behind, raising an eyebrow. “not even, like… corner of the bed?” jungwon froze. and just like that, the girls screamed. chaerin was collapsed in her seat. “he folded. HE FOLDED SO FAST.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ meanwhile, on stage, heran was fighting for her life, trying to block out the mental image of her mom watching that chair routine with wide eyes and a clenched jaw

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but she powered through—like the professional she was—and ended the song with a bang, hips swinging, hair stuck to her neck, and a final smug smirk that sent the crowd into a tailspin.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ lights dimmed. the music faded. and finally—finally—it was time for a water break

"okay," she panted, flipping her hair over one shoulder, grinning at the sheer chaos in front of her. “who screamed ‘let me have your babies’?” crowd: SILENCE. crowd: SCREAMS AGAIN. "no, because one of you yelled that from the deepest part of your chest, and I need you to know..." she took a long sip of water, "...my dad is in the third row." somewhere, her father was definitely reevaluating everything. "he was sitting there like 🧍‍♂️" she mimicked the stiffest posture imaginable, which only made the audience scream louder. "and my mom?" she continued, tossing the bottle aside, hands on hips, voice still breathless. "I looked down during the bridge and she was praying. like, lips moving, spiritually interceding for me." the crowd was HOWLING. heran took a deep breath, water bottle in one hand, towel in the other, sweat still clinging to her temples. but the moment she brought the mic back to her lips, that teasing glint returned to her eyes. “Is anyone here with a boyfriend tonight?” she asked. instant screams. duh. “a girlfriend?” she tilted her head. even louder screams. of course. “hmm… interesting,” she mused, pacing the stage like she was gathering intel. “okay so, I brought them up earlier but I just remembered something. last week, when my group performed, my socials got flooded with people who weren’t even fans asking about the boys.” she started giggling, shaking her head. “like, oh! ‘who’s the one with the red hair—’” the screams nearly blew the roof off. heran blinked, lips parting in mock horror. “oh damn, you’re really feeding his ego right now. y’all need to calm down!" the crowd laughed, but she wasn’t done. “okay, can we be honest with each other for a sec?” she smiled sweetly. “can you guys tell me which one was your favourite? like, which member did you see and you thought, ‘yeah… I’d sign that NDA.’” chaos. a war zone of names being screamed from every section of the arena. “who?” she asked, walking toward the edge of the stage, hand to her ear. someone yelled, “the one with the blonde hair!” and that was it. heran froze. turned slowly toward the audience, eyes wide like she couldn’t believe her ears. the music began playing, the introduction smooth as she finished off with a meek smile. "sorry, that one's mine."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ AND THAT EVERYONE, WAS THE INTRODUCTION TO MISS POSSESSIVE AND THE HARDEST LAUNCH IN HISTORY

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SYDNEY SWEENY'S VOICE SAYING "get your hands off my man" AND THE PANDAMONIUM THAT WAS HAPPENING AROUND JUNGWON AND ENGENES

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ no camera pans. no mercy. the show was still going. heran was in full popstar mode on stage, commanding every inch of the spotlight like she didn’t just drop a lyrical bomb and start dancing unfazed

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but in the vip section? behind those blinding lights and bass drops? jungwon. was. spiralling.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he was dead center in the row, fists clenched between his knees, visibly malfunctioning. like... man was buffering. couldn’t process a thing

"yo, is he okay?" heeseung whispered, leaning forward to look at him like he was observing a wildfire documentary. "he's overheating," jay said seriously, waving his hand in front of jungwon's face. "look at his ears. they're glowing." he was surrounded by his members and the inevitable screaming and crashing out of the girls in front of him.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ best comment of the evening was by far from yunjin: "dude can't wait until they're back at the hotel, jesus look at him."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jay was like, "I mean if my girlfriend openly claimed me in front of 40 00 people I'd probably try to get her home as soon as possible too."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ sunoo shot him a look. "why don't you tell her that?"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jay was like??? "because she's at home studying??"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ let's give you a quick run down of the current relationship status amongst the members. you know those comments that are like "no way the members are single" FACTUAL INFORMATION

heran and jungwon—been together since the dawn of time. private for ages because of the hate naturally, but after this that man is claimed. publicly, internationally. and jungwon is ready to fight people because he's been waiting to go public! but the stupid company wouldn't let them! jake and chaerin (lesserafim)—started off as a pr thing, but now? "If she's not yelling at me, does she even care?" jay and haewon (just finished her chemical engineering degree at snu. we love women in stem)—the couple their friends forget are dating because they act like a married ceo and his emotionally elusive poet girlfriend. but if you pay attention? they never stop looking at each other (heran's parents in another life wbk) heeseung and jihye—these two have the emotional tension of an episode of vampire diaries. everyone knows, but it's got to be the craziest situationship known to mankind rn. and neither of them are ready to say anything (she's a streamer and they met through a very heated league game that heeseung lost bwahaha) sunghoon and sua—elegant. timeless. hot people who do hot things in silence. literally no mess, just vibes. no seriously, she's a model... sunoo and ari—aesthetically terrifying, emotionally synced. always facetiming in the dressing room. she calls him "cutie", he calls her "sweetheart". we cry. ni-ki isn't in a relationship BUT there has been something simmering with an old friend of his that he lost contact with when he was younger. her name is hikari and she's just the sweetest little angel ever!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ now for our main event! the moment we've all been waiting for! the solo debut that shook the kpop industry to it's core on some random day in 2023!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ NOTHING in this world could match the feeling of hearing the instrumental for drama for the first time

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ people thought that it was going to flop—that a song as hard as this for a hybe artist would barely hit the charts... of course they were wrong

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the camerawork for this stage?? 100000/10!! the camera crew understood the assignment, studied it, wrote their thesis on it, and EXECUTED!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran’s vocals??? listen. this was HER song, and she made sure to show off every damn time.

especially with the live band??? THEY ATE, THEY LEFT NO CRUMBS, THEY CLEARED THE TABLE. HER VOCALS ON THE BRIDGE??? INJECT IT INTO MY VEINSSSSSS!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ROCKSTAR GIRLFRIEND HERAN! ROCKSTAR GIRKFRIEND HERAN! AHHHHHHHH! JSHDIEWDEBEJEJ

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SHREDDING ON THAT GUITAR FOR HER SOLO!!! ON HAT DANM RAISED PLATFORM, LIGHTS TWEAKING OUT, HER SKIN GLOWING AND BORDERLINE DRIPPING IN SWEAT

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ in the vip section?? absolute pandemonium (for the nth time that evening) sunoo was screaming so loud I fear the security was concerned 💀

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the fact that everyone was expecting the guitar solo just to be played for drama, and this girl had the AUDACITY to play it for spicy as well!!!

💬 : who tf is heran and why do I suddenly want to give her my house deed?? 💬 : idk anything about enhypen but whoever got claimed by heran, congratulations! someone filmed jungwon in the vip section watching her like she hung the moon and the stars 😭😭 the quote retweets on that video?? 💬 : never felt more single in my life. 💬 : that's the look of a man who knows he is NOT winning that argument later 💬 : he's literally so cooked omf 😭 engenes were howlingggg, posting videos like: 🎥 : watching her play guitar in real time was like... a religious experience, like I blacked out and he I woke up she was finishing spicy 🎥 : first I see jungwon clenching the rail for dear life. then I see heran shredding that solo. now what? someone else posted a 4K fancam of heran sweating, glowing, absolutely RIPPPING through her guitar solo with the caption: 🎥 : this woman could commit tax fraud I would simply nod and the engenes that have BEEN here?? 💬 : ya'll are late but welcome. pls grab a drink and sign the waiver 💬 : being a heran stan is a full-time job, no pto, emotional damages included

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ OUTFIT CHANGE BECAUSE IT'S A PARTY TIME!!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she came out accidentally looking like sabrina carpenter and for what??

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her entire performance, from the aesthetic to her outfits was giving stargirl in the coolest way possible. she was literally wearing body glitter guys!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her family was glad to see that she was wearing a bit more clothing too!! 😀

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the last 4 songs of the setlist unfortunately 😭 so she made sure to have EXTRA fun on stage with her dancers and with the crowd, she was so smiley the entire time hehe

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ my satisfaction? heya? straight vocals, from the depth of her soul, shining, shimmering perfection

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ definitely one of the prettiest looks of the evening. she was gorgeous

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but then it got quiet, and it was just her on the big screen, no instrumental, just her voice, raw and breathless as she sang the first line of hold on tight: "baby, you and me, are a twisted fantasy..."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ PARTY PARTY YEAH!!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she performed the remix!! a minute of pure coachella chaos drowned in glitter, strobe lights, blasted bass and a mess of jumping and running on stage! THE CROWD WAS TURNING UP!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ right before the beat dropped, she got together with her dancers huddling around her, holding her mic and straight up just yelled: "COACHELLA, LET ME SEE YOU TURN THE FUCK UP!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ people were screaming, throwing hands in the air, climbing on each other's shoulders, full on glitter explosions. lights tweaking out in every direction.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ tiktok edits instantly

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the stage was a literal fever dream after the party party yeah chaos, she just stood there laughing as she was still riding the high with the crowd

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ last song of the evening!

"coachella, you just gave me the best night of my life."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the crowd SCREAMED, and she laughed, wide and free, as the piano intro of after like started—freakishly similar to I will survive—so the locals were extra confused for a second before realising what was happening

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ then—

the lights bathed her in this golden glow as she dropped into the smooth, gliding dance intro, her smile so infectious it spread across the entire desert

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ It felt like new year's eve.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ YOU AND I!! IT'S MORE THAN LIKE!! WHAT'S AFTER LIKE???

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ SHININING SHIMMERING PERFECTION! HER NAME IS LEE HERAN!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ for this part she got one of the cameras on stage to follow her, dancing around with her on stage as her back faced the ENORMOUS CROWD!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ last chorus, she hit that after like remix and the FIREWORKS WENT OFF LIKE IN THE MOST CINEMATIC SCENE IN COACHELLA HISORY!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jumping around with pure joy, grabbing her dancers close, she had the crowd scream for them, clapping and bowing with them as a team, and then they screamed even louder for her 😭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she hit her final pose, arms at her sides, smiling and out of breath, her skin glowing like the damn moon itself!

"coachella! you have been a dream! I love you!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and with that, she blew a kiss to the crowd, bowed so deep it made her parents tear up, and skipped off her stage with her dancers trailing behind her like a glittery comet trail

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ please, the crowd was still chanting her name after she left! guys she was literally on the verge of tears!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ backstage? chaos. screaming. heran barely made it two steps off stage before she was TACKLED by her chanelle, yunjin, and chaerin at the same time

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her members followed after, pulling her into another group hug before her family got to talk to her, literal tears in their eyes 😭😭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you'd think that as her boyfriend jungwon would get a moment to properly hug her but whenever someone was done talking to her, another one came! bruh beomgyu pushed him out of the way so damn hard 😭😭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when the txt members were done? jungkook tackled her into the mfing ground 💀💀 he's buff now... please she was struggling to breathe 🙏🏼

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ THEN! when everyone eventually left because someone else was performing, that's when heran and jungwon got s few minutes to ACTUALLY talk

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ trust, if she had any more energy left she would have jumped on him but heran was depleted 😭😭 but she pulled him into the biggest hug! her excitement still slightly buzzing as he peppered her face in kisses! UGH TOO DAMN CUTE!!!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and yes, there were photos. blurry, beautiful photos of that simple moment. her arms draped over his shoulders, jungwon's grip tight around her waist as she got her last bit of adrenaline off her chest

💬 : just saw some blurry fancam of heran when she got offtstage. she couldn't even get a second to breathe 😭😭 she's literally the people's princess 💬 : jungwon just hesitantly standing on the side waiting for his turn awww 💬 : every single idol and their mom lining up to hug her is so deserved

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the hashtags?

#HERANCHELLA #COACHELLASTARGIRL #JUNGWONYOUARESTRONG #ENHAS_GIRL

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ and somewhere, deep in a corner of twitter, a picture of heran smiling in jungwon's arms under the caption:

oh, seoul isn't ready for her when they get back home

was making rounds.

taglist: @angie-x3@deluluscenarios @chaeryyeongz @akitoshi39i@sparklydoll444 @yunjiiin @kaitieskidmore97 @yb763@reibelhearts @enhaverse713586

[highesthealer]

Hiii so i just watch this video and i thought most of them are possessive/jealous character and im curious like im curious about how they handle their jealous/possessive feelings to their gf if its happen they feels jealous/possessive to their gf

https://x.com/taereungzcore/status/1736422810355163242?t=NijIpluKFattPWDG-_BOww&s=19

(But anyway note the ni-ki one the op said that it seems like ni-ki misunderstood the questions🥲🥲)

ENHYPEN NI-KI

POSSESSION AND JEALOUSY

DISCLAIMER: i’m practicing astrology with experience of two years in different fields. contact me for any question. for more info on instagram

𖠋 ni-ki is a boy who will not date a person unless he is exactly interested in them.

𖠋 a guy is quick to pick up on the mood of someone he likes.

𖠋 it’s easy to solve problems in an argument with him if he really cares about the person.

𖠋 he likes his partner to be the center of attention and he's proud of it.

𖠋 riki has big trust and self-esteem issues, so in the first relationship will give his all and do his best.

𖠋 he enjoys being dependent in a relationship, so anything a partner offers him to try, he's more likely to accept.

𖠋 this boy likes to pretend to be a child in relationships, but only when no one else can see it.

𖠋 he has many fears. he realizes that he needs experience to protect himself and others from trouble.

𖠋 loves to provoke. if ni-ki has any tantalizing information, he always uses it against his partner.

𖠋 a true stalker. if he loves hard, that partner is forever in his heart.

𖠋 he's still searching for his true self, it's still hard for him to show confidently sincere feelings.

𖠋 likes confident people, so he often falls in love with memorable people.

𖠋 often pretends not to care, but when he realizes it's not going in his favor, he speaks sternly and immediately.

𖠋 wants to know all the people his partner keep in touch with, otherwise he's worried all the time.

𖠋 ni-ki is so picky and playful. if he has a crush on someone who likes something a lot, but ni-ki has never tried it, he's sure to research and try it well to appear cool in the eyes of the person he likes.

[aohisworld]

OPERATION: LEADER LOVE! | SALPFY SERIES!

"what're you doing here, little bunny? Not up to some trouble, I hope."

✮⋆˙ When memorabilia ends and the new album era begins, Aohi makes the decision to dote on her boyfriend, Jungwon. In fact, why not surprise the leader before one of his interviews?

mlist! | next!

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ y.jungwon x addedmember!oc, mentions ofpoly!ot7 x addedmember!oc , contains. cringe writing, fluff, suggestive themes, (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT I SWEAR TO GOD).

| : ̗̀➛ WARNING! How I write ENHYPEN is not meant to portray the idols irl, this is my au and I write this for fun.

“Wonnie.. are you going back to the studio again?”

The domestic clattering inside their new dorms barely covered Aohi’s question as she watched Jungwon speed from one table to another, readying for his departure.

Aohi frowns, sitting antsy on the couch, she felt bad that their leader was the only one with a schedule today, and she couldn’t even join Jungwon! (Per the boy’s request, saying she needs to “relax” for the day.)

“I have to, batsy. I won’t be long, promise, we’ll get to watch that series you wanted on Netflix.”

Jungwon leans down in front of her, placing a gentle kiss to the crown of her head.

“You work too hard..” Aohi whispers to him as he pulls away, a guilty smile on his face. “I know, batsy.” His hands tucks a stray strand out of Aohi’s face, and she almost leans into his touch.

“Stay safe then.” With her words, Jungwon stands up and grabs his bag from the couch. He looks at her for a little bit, and his heart warms at her soft pout, letting out a small laugh.

“Bye, batsy.”

Aohi only hums loud, look back to the television despite not actually paying attention to whatever show was on the screen.

Jungwon sighs quietly when he doesn’t hear a response, only her hum, before he walks to the lobby of their apartment, putting his shoes on.

He glanced back at Aohi, hoping slightly that she’d look over to him, knowing she was a little bit upset. His eyes catches the glance Aohi tries to throw without being unsuspecting, and laughs when she jumps at the sudden eye contact.

“I’ll be home soon, honey.” Jungwon teased from the lobby, hearing Aohi retort back, “if jay-oppa hears you call me that!” but a giggle following right after makes Jungwon smile and feel a little less tense.

He opens the door and leaves, the sound making Aohi look towards the door and sigh, she lays onto the couch, her gaze up at the ceiling.

She ponders for a little while, bored and still a little irked that Jungwon had to go to work when it was their day off together.

“baby? what’re you doing?” Jake enters from the bathroom, his hair damp from his shower. “Rotting…” Aohi mumbled into the air, continuing to stare up at their ceiling, spacing out.

Jake just stared at the so-called, “rotting” bat on the couch, before he looked around, for one of his other roommates.

“Did Jungwon leave already?” Jake questioned after finding no trace of the leader in their dorm.

“Mhm… he left me behind…” Aohi drooped from the couch, turning her body so she’d lay on her stomach instead. She looked towards Jake, who seemed clueless on how to deal with Aohi as she… threw a tantrum?

well, it’s not really a tantrum, she’s.. Jake doesn’t really know, he does opt to sit down by Aohi, making her scoot up and lay her head onto Jake’s lap.

“What’s wrong, hm?” Jake hums, running his hands through her hair, and Aohi feels a little comforted at the scent of Jake’s bodywash, still lingering from his shower.

“I wanted to spend time with Wonnie today.. I’ve been spending so much time with everyone besides him, and I wanted to give him my time too..” Aohi reached up and plays with the hem of Jake’s shirt.

“But now that I do have time, he’s working, despite it being both our day off.” She frowns, her gaze saddened as she played with Jake’s shirt.

“He won’t be at the studio forever, baby.. you still have time to spend today with him.” Jake softly cooed, combing his fingers through her newly dyed hair.

“Yeah.. I wanted to spend the entire day with him..” Aohi whined, turning away from Jake.

Jake looked at the upset bat with a small pout, he never liked to see Aohi unhappy at all, he thought of anything that could make Aohi feel a bit better, looking around the room for any inspiration.

His eyes then land at the door Jungwon had left out of earlier, and his eyes glistened in an idea.

“Why don’t you go and spend the day with him at the studio?” Jake suggested, looking down at Aohi, who just pouted at him.

“You think I didn’t ask that? He said I should stay home..” Aohi sighed, before sitting up and turning towards Jake.

“I want to be all affectionate with him, I don’t want to spend the whole day being friendly anyway.” Aohi’s mood seemed to sour at the thought of doing so. “I don’t know why we just don’t tell people..”

“Because even if everyone accepted us, there’s always going to be somebody else who won’t.” Jake caressed Aohi’s cheek in a comforting way, a sad smile on his lips.

“Is this really what we’re going to be okay with? Just hiding our relationship forever?” Aohi questions, and even if Jake hated that idea, he has no choice but to hesitantly nod.

“You’re.. okay with that?” Aohi replies to Jake, and he regrets even nodding as he could see her eyes glisten. “I’m not, but it’s the only way I can have you, isn’t it?” Aohi stays silent at his words.

Jake pulls her into his embrace. “I’m sorry, batsy.” Jake softly hums, and he feels Aohi bump her head onto his chest. “You know what?.. I will go.” Aohi spoke, placing her chin on Jake’s chest to look up at him with a glint of mischief.

“What are you planning?” Jake hesitantly asked. “Nothing, nothing..” Aohi leaves her spot in Jake’s embrace as she walked to his room, her feet padding against the wooden floor. “Can I borrow some of your stuff, oppa?” Aohi called out to the living room, where Jake waited.

“Uh..yeah, sure.”

It was a bit before Aohi emerged from Jake’s room, his clothes, despite being a bit oversized, fits on her like a glove.

Jake felt himself gulp. He was only a man, and god knows what happens when a man sees his girlfriend wearing his clothes.

“what do you think?” Aohi softly giggled, twirling in her “disguise”.

“I don’t think that’ll work.” — “what? I’m practically the same height as you.” Aohi snorted.

Jake looked at her with slightly widened eyes, “what do you mean? You’re literally five-seven!” Jake’s eyebrows furrowed confusingly.

“same thing!” Aohi teased, knowing Jake hated being the shortest in the group anyway.

“That’s not!-“ Jake tried to argue, but Aohi stopped him by standing on her tippy toes, and planting a gentle kiss on the boy’s lips.

“I gotta go, oppa, let’s argue later.” Aohi rushes to grab her own bag and speeds into the lobby of their apartment, putting on her own shoes as Jake continued to stand in the middle of the living room in bewilderment.

“Bye, oppa! Lock the door, please!” Aohi shouted, darting out of the front door to try and get to the studio while Jungwon was still there.

Jake stood, staring at the empty spot where Aohi used to be for a few minutes, before he snorted to himself, returning to his room wondering if he should tell Jungwon about the bat on the way.

Jungwon sighed and rubbed at his neck as he sat on the empty couch of his own private room, tired and willing to head straight on home.

He hadn’t been at the studio for more than an hour or two, but Jungwon felt like he’s been there forever anyway. Jungwon felt a bit awkward sitting on the couch, without any of the other members or Aohi sitting next to him.

Jungwon hadn’t seen Aohi for a few hours, but he’s already deprived of his girlfriend’s attention. Jungwon wonders if Aohi felt the same way, yearning for him back at the apartments as Jungwon sat in the studio working like he’ll never stop ever again.

As he continued to space off, letting his small break go by, the door to the dressing room opened, and Jungwon’s suddenly alarmed.

“Hey- you can’t enter in here-“ he tilts his head when he sees the familiar attire of the person, “Jake-hyung, I thought you were staying home today?”

Aohi giggled under her disguise, “I’m not Jake-oppa, wonnie.” She finally turns to face Jungwon, who looked over her features underneath her hat, a shocked look washing over the boy’s features.

While Jungwon was shocked at Aohi’s presence in the studio, the girl had walked towards him, making him stumble a little bit as Aohi forced him between her and a dressing room table.

She took a comfortable spot in between his legs, happily situated, being covered by him on all sides.

Aohi looked up at Jungwon, her eyelashes fluttering at him, as if teasing him and urging him to do something. Jungwon’s eyelids were lidded as Aohi’s face were mere inches apart from his.

Jungwon knew he shouldn’t stare at Aohi’s eyes, he knew if he did, he’d might have to keep Aohi to himself for a few days.

He continued to stare at her lips though, her plump, pouting, kissable, lips. Aohi knew it.

“What’re you doing here, little bunny? Not up to some trouble, I hope.” Jungwon softly muttered, and by the nickname he used, Aohi had caught the leader, hook, line, and sinker.

Jungwon really ever called Aohi little bunny whenever she was resting his temper, or if he ever felt doting or possessive, not like her actual wonnie, who looks up at her for her attention.

“I missed you too much at home, why wait for you to arrive when I could just see you right now?” Aohi replied, her eyes flickering from the leader’s own lips to his eyes, which was adamant at not making eye contact.

“I told you to wait.” Jungwon wrinkled his nose, looking playfully distasteful at her presence.

“Don’t you know how to be patient?” He spoke, teasing her a little. “Don’t you know not to leave your girlfriend especially on your day off?” Aohi retorted in the same tone.

Jungwon grinned softly at her words anyway, rolling his eyes playfully.

The two continued to just stare at each other, drinking up their presence in their sight. Soon enough though, Aohi couldn’t hold herself back any longer, leaning closer and closer until both of their lips met.

Their lips worked in tandem with each other, and Aohi could almost say that it was as sweet as the first time they kissed. She swore she could never get used to how soft Jungwon’s lips were.

Jungwon on the other hand, refused to let go of Aohi, his hand snaked around her waist like he’d lose her forever if he let go.

Aohi’s hands situated themselves on Jungwon’s chest, feeling his heartbeat through her palms.

Jungwon felt a bit soppy for thinking this, but truly, if he didn’t need to breathe, he’d spend every second with his lips on Aohi’s.

Aohi made the initiative to pull away after a few moments, regaining her breath as she softly smiled, she could see that she did a small amount of damage to his lips.

It looked puffier than before and she knew that his stylist would be perplexed on why it plumped up all of the sudden.

“When do you get back?” She softly mumbled, enjoying her spot between him as she gently fiddled with the pieces of the outfit their stylists chose for him. “I won’t be back til dinner, bunny.” Jungwon muttered, his voice laced with disappointment.

“Will the interview really be that long?” Aohi frowned, her hands moving up to cup at his cheek which Jungwon leans into.

“I can’t do much about it, batsy. I’m sorry.” Jungwon’s face hold an apologetic expression, knowing that Aohi understands.

“How much time do you have left before you gotta go?” — “about thirty minutes.” Jungwon replied, looking at the clock, “why?”

Jungwon got his answer when Aohi reconnected her lips with his, a small hitch of his breath being heard as his hands instinctively went to her hips, holding her in place.

Aohi’s hands gently wrapped around Jungwon’s neck, no intention of letting him go.

Jungwon pulled away just as he got desperate for more, never being able to resist Aohi, no matter the situation.

“Desperate girl.” Jungwon teased, a soft whine of disapproval leaving Aohi, “you made it that way.” She replied, fluttering her “innocent” orbs at him.

Jungwon hummed, focusing his attention on peppering the corners of Aohi’s lips with kisses, and slowly, little by little, went lower, his lips enjoying the soft supple skin it worships.

“So pretty, our pretty bunny.” Jungwon mutters, a dazed tone as if drunk on Aohi’s scent.

She would’ve cowered at that sentence, being embarrassed at the possessive declaration he’d made for him and the other members if it weren’t for the fact that Jungwon’s lips made their way down her neck.

She arched her neck as Jungwon opted for the crook of it, smelling his favourite perfume on her. Only humming at his words, her head was mostly filled with the feeling of Jungwon planting gentle kisses on her neck.

“Don’t go making marks, wonnie.” Her fingers snaked up to his hair, gently tugging at the strands, not too much that it’ll ruin his hair, but just enough to keep him afloat, to keep him aware that he has an interview after.

“I’ll try not to.” He muttered, his hands pushes Aohi further into him, being chest-to-chest, “so clingy.” It was her turn to tease. “Don’t test me.” He groaned.

“You teased me first!” Aohi retorted, and instead of arguing back, Jungwon makes his stand with a bite to her collarbone.

“Ouch!” Aohi slapped at Jungwon’s shoulder, making him pull away and laugh.

“I told you no marks, freak.” Aohi scolded, her tone being playful. “I didn’t make a mark.” Jungwon spoke smugly, wiping at her collarbone.

Aohi only slapped at his shoulder once again, before Jungwon initiated another kiss, desperate to feel Aohi close once more.

A sigh of content leaves Aohi as the two locked lips once more, seeming to never get enough of each other. The more time passed, the more they seemed to forget about the interview that Jungwon has.

Luckily, a staff member knocked on his door, making Aohi and Jungwon jump away from each other.

“..yeah?” Jungwon spoke hesitantly, looking at the door as his hands flattened any wrinkles caused by. “Jungwon-ssi, you’re going on in seven minutes, please finish up whatever you’re doing and come down to the studio.”

Aohi frowned at how fast time flew for the both of them, guess she kind of expected it since she spent most of it making out with her boyfriend, being too weak to resist him.

Jungwon sighed at how fast his break had gone as well, turning around and fixing his hair as he tried to redo his look before Aohi got here to mess with it.

“I know you have to go, but do you really?” Aohi softly mumbled, walking up towards him as she wrapped her arms around Jungwon’s waist, upset at having to let the leader do his idol duties.

“I’m sorry batsy, I really am. I promise I’ll make it up to you when we get home, okay?” Jungwon turns to cup Aohi’s cheeks with both of his hands, looking into Aohi’s sad little brown orbs, trying to see a bit of understanding in her eyes.

With a soft pout, Aohi nods her head anyway, knowing Jungwon couldn’t just leave mid-shoot, Aohi leaned forward and gave him a more gentle, loving kiss.

One that meant that she loves him so much, and will continue to love him more.

Jungwon wanted to kiss her a little longer, desperate to stay by Aohi’s side. The persistent knocks from the staff stopped that though, making him groan out of annoyance as he pulls away from his girlfriend.

“Alright, alright! I’m coming out!” Jungwon frustratingly spoke, walking towards the coffee table where his phone was.

“Go home, little bunny. Wait for me.” Jungwon spoke softly to Aohi, kissing the temple of her head, his hand cradling her with the gentleness and fondness he only saved for her.

“I can wait here..” Aohi mutters, a small tone of defiance in her words. “I don’t want you to, and I’m sure the hyungs are missing you already.” Jungwon smiled when Aohi’s cheeks tint red at the mention of the others.

“They have me to themselves all the time, you, noo-oppa and Ri-ki, barely do..”

Jungwon coos at Aohi’s pouty features. “You’re too sweet, bunny, caring for all of us,” He pinches her cheek softly, “but truly, go home. Don’t make me ask thrice.” Jungwon replied, his voice twinged with sternness.

“Okay.. promise me you’ll come home as soon as you’re allowed to?” Aohi asks one more time.

“Yes, I promise.” Jungwon reassured her before walking towards the door, where he opens it just a crack, not allowing anyone to see Aohi as she only stares at his back slipping into the opening with longing and a frown.

Aohi sat in the dressing room for a little while before sighing, if she was hoping for anything after the interview, she’s going to have to go home now. She grabbed all of her things, but not before scanning the room and finding a cap that Jungwon left for her taking. She places the hat on her head, smelling Jungwon’s shampoo from the hat.

With the reminder of Jungwon’s scent near her, she felt a little less upset to be going home, because despite having such busy schedules, Jungwon chooses to come home to her, and her only.

“You’re home early.” Sunoo greeted by the door, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed at his chest. “Wonnie didn’t want me to wait at the studio..” Sunoo smirked at her words, “So he sent you packing?” Aohi playfully rolled her eyes, knowing Sunoo enjoyed to tease her. “I told you batsy, he won’t drop work for anything, not even a pretty little thing like you.”

“Noo-oppa!” She groaned, placing Jungwon’s hat onto the table near the door, they all placed something there, whether that be Jay’s car keys or Heeseung’s spare Gameboy, it was there for convenience, so the group wouldn’t have such a hard time looking for everything.

“Hey, if he doesn’t want to spend time with you, his loss right?” Sunoo followed Aohi as she took off her last shoe, walking into the living room with a defeated pout.

“You can spend the day with me instead, hm?” Aohi took no interest to the sly fox that loved to take her attention away from the other members.

Aohi doesn’t really know why Sunoo loves her attention, well, besides the fact that he wants his girlfriend’s attention, he seemed to love the idea of getting more affection than his hyungs.

Aohi thinks that Sunoo, for one, loves the power trip he gets when he successfully gets her to dote on him instead of another member.

Aohi lied onto the couch, returning to her old position of staring up at the ceiling as she quote on quote, “rotted” away.

“Batsy?” Sunoo called for her softly after realizing that he wasn’t getting her attention easily. “Are you okay?” Sunoo softly spoke, wondering if something had happened at the studio for her to act like this.

“Yeah.. just a little upset is all.” Aohi sighed, Sunoo watched her sigh sadly before he hesitantly sat by the small spot he could, before gently laying over Aohi.

She had mentioned to Sunoo that for some reason, she really enjoys the weight she receives whenever the boys lay on top of her.

Maybe she got used to Ri-ki always sleeping on top of her whenever it was his turn to sleep over with her, or maybe there’s something comforting within the weight distributed that Aohi finds difficult to replicate with blankets.

Either way, it was the only way Sunoo knew how to comfort Aohi without annoying her with words.

Sunoo’s arms gently wrapped around her waist, his chin placing themselves on her collarbones, looking up at the girl who seems to find an interest in their ceiling.

“Aohi-ssi.. there’s someone wanting your attention..” Sunoo spoke, smiling when he sees the corner of her lips twitch upwards.

“Really? Is it Yang Jungwon? Otherwise, they can get lost ~” Aohi teased, looking down just in time to catch Sunoo’s pout.

“Yah! I’m your boyfriend too!”

Aohi giggled softly, finally wrapping her own hands around Sunoo. “I’m just kidding, oppa.” Her hand reaches up to run themselves through his soft blonde hair, looking fondly at him.

Sunoo feels his heart race just a little bit faster at her words, her loving gaze also made him melt in ways he couldn’t explain, how could she look at him with such eyes?

“..you’re so good to me, oppa.. I don’t know how I deserve any of you..” Aohi mumbled, her hand playing with a strand of his hair.

“I don’t know how you manage to love us so much.” Sunoo hummed, “You always manage to make us feel like we’re not getting any less affection than anyone else, and always have us in your mind,” Sunoo cupped Aohi’s cheek, his thumb swiping at the soft skin.

“I just hope you’re not too tired of loving us sometimes.” Sunoo reached in, his lazy smile planting a gentle kiss on Aohi’s soft lips.

Aohi gently smiled, shaking her head to his words, “I could never be tired of you, any of you.”

“..mm, good to know..” Sunoo mumbled, his eyes looking around as it drooped little by little, getting harder and harder for Sunoo to stay awake.

“Falling asleep, oppa? You should head to your room..” Aohi softly spoke, gently patting the older boy’s cheek.

“I can wait for Jungwon with you..” Sunoo argued, adamant about not moving from his spot. “But then, he’ll see I’m with you and not spend time with me.” Aohi pouted, sitting up as Sunoo followed with her, pulling away from her chest.

“So?” Sunoo rubbed at his hair. “I want to dote on Jungwon today, he’s been doing a good job as a leader, and it’s only fair that he should spend some time with me relaxing.” Aohi gently turned Sunoo down, knowing that all of the boys want their own time with her.

When it came to spending time with the boys separately, it was hard to make sure that all of the boys had a fair share of Aohi’s love. She shouldn’t think of it that way, but she worries constantly that any of the boys are being dragged around while she dotes on a specific member.

Aohi just wants to love them equally, because she knows they deserve that much from her.

“…mm, okay..” Sunoo replied softly after a moment of silence, standing up with a soft stretch as he waddled away to his room.

And Aohi, being an empath, called for him as he walked away. “I’ll spend another day with you soon, eung, oppa?!” She doesn’t hear a response, only a door opening and closing and she feels bad.

But that’s the less of her concerns, she wants to wait for Jungwon, looking longingly at the door as time passed. She didn’t bother to turn on the TV, occupying her time by waiting patiently.

Soon enough though, an hour waiting turns into two, and then three, and soon enough, Jungwon still hasn’t arrived an hour after dinner.

Aohi had laid back onto the couch, holding a pillow close to her as her eyes started to fall against her will. She had waited so long that she couldn’t fight off the sleep from being so tired and bored while waiting for him.

“Why don’t you just close your eyes for a bit? He’ll be home soon, okay baby?” Sunghoon softly cooed, sitting on the floor as he gently rubbed Aohi’s cheek.

Sunghoon and the othera had come down to have dinner at one floor, opting for where Aohi was staying for the time being.

Of course, Aohi and Xiulin have their own floor, but Aohi mostly sleeps at one of the boys’ rooms.

“What if he sees me sleeping and just lets me sleep?” Aohi mutters, still staring at the door despite one of her eyes already closing.

“You act like there’s not another day for you to spend time with him.” Sunghoon teased, pinching at her cheek.

“Yeah but—“ He interrupts her with a chuckle. “You’re worrying again. You think that you don’t love on us a lot and that means we’re feeling left out.” He reveals, knowing of why Aohi was so affectionate.

“That’s why I am affectionate, because I don’t want that to be true ever. I really, truly love all of you, and don’t want you to settle for anything less because you already share me with six others, how could I pick up favourites too?”

Sunghoon smiled, “and that’s exactly why you shouldn’t worry, you already do so much, making sure we all know that you do love us,” he looks at Aohi’s tired gaze, trying to sense any sadness coming off of her as they spoke.

“Don’t tire yourself out worrying about us so much.” Aohi pouted softly at his words, unsure on how to respond.

As Sunghoon and Aohi talked, the door suddenly opened, revealing a tired Jungwon. Aohi suddenly perked up, her tiredness leaving her body as quick as a bird.

“Wonnie!” She spoke up, greeting him quickly. Sunghoon chuckles at how fast she had gone from tired to excited as she almost tripped getting off of the couch to meet Jungwon at the door.

“Guess that’s my cue to go.” Sunghoon mumbled to himself as he walked to the front door, “Hey, won-ah.” He greeted the boy.

“Oh, what’re you doing here? did you have dinner here, hyung?” Jungwon looked up from taking off his shoes, “and kept Aohi company while she waited for you.” Sunghoon added.

Aohi stood beside Sunghoon, happily waiting for Jungwon, finally coming home. Jungwon turns to her, looking excited despite seeing the lingering tiredness in her eyes.

“Ah.. I’m sorry, batsy, did I make you wait too long?” Jungwon spoke, his eyes filled with worry as he made contact with Aohi, pulling her to his side.

“It’s okay! I didn’t mind waiting.” Aohi pulled onto her tippy toes, planting a gentle kiss on Jungwon’s cheek.

“I’ll leave you two to it, don’t do anything funny.” Sunghoon warned jokingly to Jungwon, but the leader knew better than to test it, because he knows how jealous Sunghoon could be.

A soft giggle leaves Aohi, turning her head and kissing his cheek softly. “Thank you for staying with me, oppa, sleep well okay?” She wished the older boy a good night, her eyes full of love and affection for him.

“Eung.. don’t stay up too late, we have a comeback tomorrow.” Sunghoon reminded them, ruffling Jungwon’s hair and pinching Aohi’s nose.

“Eung! Goodnight!” - “goodnight, hyung.”

Sunghoon put on his shoes and grabbed his phone, making sure he hadn’t left anything before leaving out the front door, the door locking behind him.

Jungwon waits for Sunghoon’s steps up the apartment complex, before he turns to Aohi, who looked at him expectedly, and his bashful grin returns.

“Shall we?” He spoke, his tone reminding Aohi of a noble gentleman from the early 1900’s.

Aohi played along and curtsied, “we shall.” Aohi replied, being pulled to his room with quickness she thought Jungwon wouldn’t have after such a long day.

“Slow down, wonnie!” Aohi laughed, Jungwon wasting no time closing the door and locking it with a grin, he planned no interruptions nor attempts of robbery of Aohi as he doted on her.

“I missed you so much.” Jungwon spoke, his hands grabbing at her wrist as he pulled her to his bed, falling back as she followed, falling on top of him. “You didn’t see me for a couple of hours, won..” Aohi retorted, feeling Jungwon cup the top of her head to guide her to his lips, kissing the crown of her hair.

“That-“ kiss! “was-“ kiss! “hours-“ kiss! “too-“ kiss! “long!” Jungwon peppered Aohi’s face with needy kisses, kissing from the corner of her eyes to pecking her nose, to laying a long, desperate kiss on her lips.

“That’s tickles, wonnie!” Aohi giggled, trying to shield herself from his affectionate attack. “Don’t hide from me now, little bunny.” Jungwon playfully growled.

Aohi felt herself be flipped over, her back to the bed as Jungwon’s hands caged themselves by her head, him towering over her like a tiger ready to pounce.

Aohi couldn’t help but hitch a breath as she looks up at the sight, seeing the sleeveless top dutifully showing off Jungwon’s hard-earned muscles at the gym.

“You look so pretty, batsy…” Jungwon murmured, his right hand leaving its spot to caress Aohi’s cheek his the back of his fingers.

She moves into his touch, and flutters her eyes at the warm feeling.

Jungwon couldn’t help but admire Aohi underneath him as he gently felt her soft cheeks, his arms grew tired holding himself up as he laid himself down, taking a similar position as Sunoo did earlier on the couch, his arms pulled away from Aohi’s face and wraps around her waist, taking in her scent and presence as he just cherished it.

“Don’t you want to do something, won? Like play some games? Chat?” Aohi spoke softly, looking down at the boy who laid himself on her stomach, his favourite pillow.

She could feel his shake his head, her hands reaching up to play with his hair, a habit she had gained from being so frequently laid on.

“Why? We still have time to do something together..” Jungwon looks up from his spot. “I don’t need to do anything big, this is enough time for me, just lay with me for the rest of today..” he whispered, a slight pleasing tone in his voice.

“I don’t care what we do, I already feel so loved when I’m just in your arms, I don’t want to do anything but be in your comfort right now.” Jungwon continued, his arms hugging her slightly tighter, scared to let go.

Aohi stayed silent at his words, her hands continuing to pet at his head, her lips in a comforting, yet sad smile. “..okay, if that’s what you want.” She spoke after a moment, letting Jungwon lay in her arms until he got tired of it, if he even got tired.

She looked up at the ceiling, the only sounds of the dorm being her’s and Jungwon’s breaths in sync, the night catching up to both of them as Aohi felt her tiredness return from earlier.

“..can you..” Jungwon mumbled softly, Aohi looking down, wondering what he wanted to ask. “Can you tell me you love me?” Aohi was a bit surprised at the sudden request, looking at him with slightly widened eyes. “I just want to hear it, I know you tell me all the time, but I want to hear it.” Her eyes softened at his words. “I love you, Jungwon.”

“Again?” Jungwon asked, “I love you, so much, Jungwon.”

He moved at those words, sitting up and pulling at Aohi’s arms as he managed to slip her onto his lap, his hands dropping her wrists to cup at her face, making her gaze turn to him. “I’m only devoted to you, batsy. I never want to love anyone else, I won’t allow it.” Jungwon whispers, before his hands urged Aohi’s face closer and closer to his, he could feel her breath on his lips.

“I don’t want anyone else but you guys either.” Aohi responds, her eyes flashing from Jungwon’s brown orbs to his pretty pink lips. The two stared at each other for a moment, extremely close to each other before the two closed the gap between them.

Aohi’s eyes fluttered close at the feeling of Jungwon’s lips on hers once again, she felt her mind overheat, not helping the fact that she couldn’t focus on both the kiss and the way Jungwon’s hands firmly held her at her waist, almost possessive of her.

As the two lip-locked, Aohi couldn’t help but melt under his hold, and with a swift push, Jungwon had her laying onto the bed without breaking the kiss, and despite Jungwon feeling his breath run out, he didn’t pull away from Aohi as much as she didn’t want to let go of him either.

Times like this, Aohi wished she didn’t need to breathe, but with a regretful tap on Jungwon’s shoulder, she pulls away with a soft gasp, her lips puffy from the kiss. “..fuck.” Jungwon cursed, huffing softly as he tucked his head onto her neck.

“Wonnie..” She whispered.

“It’s okay, I’m okay.” Jungwon’s muffled words vibrated up her neck, making her shiver. She could feel his lips graze upon the crook of her neck, a breathy sigh leaving her as she could feel a small pressure against her neck. “Can we sleep? I know you want to spend time with me, but I really am satisfied with having you in my arms tonight..” Jungwon pleaded softly, looking up at her with his cat eyes, waiting for her response.

Aohi softens at this, a gentle smile forming on her lips. “Of course, Wonnie, anything you want, we’ll do, okay?” She replied, and as she expected an answer, Aohi doesn’t get one, and being curious, she looks down to see why he didn’t respond, she’s met with a tired, sleeping Jungwon on her chest, and she can’t help but giggle quietly, “Goodnight, Wonnie.”

She looks to the side, and gently feels for her phone in her pocket before placing it onto the bedside table, and moving Jungwon to her side, the boy’s sleep being undeterred despite being moved a lot.

She sits up, and turns to the lights up, the movement making Jungwon sleepily open his eyes, the room was bright one second and dark the next, before he felt the bed dip again and a warm body scoot their way next to him. “I thought you were gonna leave.” Jungwon sleepily murmured.

“Not tonight, I want to sleep here..” Aohi responded in the same tone, her hand reaching up to caress his cheek in the dark. “You make me feel so loved, you know that?” Jungwon spoke his last words for the night, unable to fight the sleepiness that was threatening to take over his body.

Aohi laughs quietly, “Goodnight, Won.” She lays in the dark for a little bit more, before a quiet sentence leaves her, “I’ll dote on you more often, our leader.” She wraps her arms around Jungwon, laying her head on his chest as she listened quietly for his heartbeat, her hands pulling up the blanket to cover the both of them.

Aohi felt her eyes close as she’s lulled to sleep with the rhythmic beat of Jungwon’s heart. Aohi considers this a mission complete, successfully doting on Jungwon, don’t you?

[enha-roza]

FIRST TIME // JAKE

Jake x 8thmember!oc

Warnings : Smut, Making out, Fingering, Oral, Nicknames, Protected sex, Sunghoon appearance (let me know if i missed any!!)

wc : 1.7k

Jake was sitting in his room half watching the tiktoks on his screen when Roza came in. “oh hey, Love what's up?” “Nothing.. Just wanted to see you.” Jake opens his arms to welcome Roza into his lap. Jake noticed Roza’s eyes almost like she was spaced out thinking. “What's on your mind?” “huh?” “I can tell your minds running a million miles a minute.” He watched as she contemplated telling him. “Is something wrong?” “no, I just don't know how to put it…” “take your time.” Roza tucked her head into Jake's shoulder, her lips near his ear as she whispered.

“You don't care that your last?” Jake pulled Roza back to look her into eyes “what do you mean?” “like… you don't mind that your last to have your first time?” “not really… I don't care if I'm last, I care more about you.” Roza’s heart swelled as Jake's hands caressed her sides. “Okay.. I just got into my own head about everything.” “and that's okay… I can't imagine having to divide my attention between four people, you're doing great trust me.” He watched as relief washes over her. “thank you…” She whispers snuggling into Jake.

After sitting in silence, body’s wrapped around one another's. Jake flips Roza so she is on her back. “God you look pretty.” Her hair spilled all over his bed, her eyes sparkled as she giggled, she looked so perfect like this. “Stop, you're making me blush.” “that was the point, silly.” His eyes drift down to her lips as she continues to smile. “Can I kiss you?” Roza nodded her head as Jake leans in to capture her lips. Their lips collided as Roza’s fingers tangled into Jake's long hair.

Jake slides his tongue into her mouth as pushes his own body up against her. He groans as Roza grinds up into him, her own sounds escaping her lips in between kisses. Tongues fighting for dominance before pulling apart to breathe, Jake feels like he could cum in his pants just from the sight of her, a string of spit connecting the two. “Fuck… you make me crazy.” He watches her smirking like she knew what she was doing. “What are you gonna do about it?” “don't play with me, if i start i won't be able to stop…” “I don't want you to stop, give me everything.” He leans back in to kiss her again.

Moving down, leaving kisses all over Roza’s neck and collarbones. “Fuck you're so pretty…” Jake whispers before getting up to lock his bedroom door before going back to Roza. His eyes watching as Roza moves further up his bed patting the space next to her. “Come here…” Her voice was like a siren pulling him to her. Sitting down on the bed as Roza climbs into his lap once more. “You looked so good today.” “is that where this is coming from. I'm just so hot you can't help yourself?” He laughs as Roza’s blushed face hides in his shoulder. “I just couldn't stop thinking about you…all of you.” “well let me help you out baby.”

Their lips connect once more and Jake doesn't waste time before sticking his tongue into Roza’s mouth. He moans as he feels her grind down on him once more. His hands slid up her legs, next gripping her waist and pulling her into him. One hand slipping under her shirt to run his fingers across her chest. He smirks into the kiss as he feels her grinding hard into him. Jake’s cock hardens, throwing his head back. “You look so hot.” Roza's voice just below a whisper, gasping for breath. “Do I?” Roza nods her head, biting her lip. Her hand reached down to grab his cock over his pants.

Roza pulls his cock out of his pants as Jake leans his head back against the headboard, Roza slowly teases his tip. “Fuck baby, don't tease me!” His mind goes crazy as she just giggles, her eyes looking up at him as she moves down. Jake's fingers cupping her chin making her look at him. “Need your mouth, love.” Her tongue poking out and barely swiping over his tip. “Uhhh” Jake’s eyes look down at her as she smiles up at him. “Come on baby, Ive been waiting for this. Don't tease…” Roza decides to give in, feeling bad for him. “Okay, just for you.” Her mouth finally wrapping around his cock.

Jake’s hands slid into her hair, Roza’s eyes looked up at him giving him the permission to do as pleases. His fingers gripping her hair as he takes control and hips thrusting up into her mouth. “Fuckk… ahhhh” His eyes rolled into the back of his head. “Keep going… hmmm” Roza takes him deeper as Jake's hold on her hair tightens making her moan around his cock at the pain. “You like that… like when I pull your hair.” She moans around him as a yes and Jake pulls her hair once more. “You're so hot.” Jake’s high approaches as he holds Roza down on his cock before letting his load off in her mouth. “Ahhhh.” his head hung as Roza swallowed his cum, licking at his tip like a kitten. “You're perfect…” his voice whispered as she showed her empty mouth.

“Lay down, baby.” Roza lays on her back as Jake hovers over her. Their lips lock once again as Jake tastes himself on Roza’s tongue, moaning at the taste of his own cum. Jake moves to pull Roza’s shorts and panties down as he leaves kisses right above where she needs him. “Please…” “I'm gonna take my time with you, baby,” she whined in response. The tip of Jake’s tongue swiping across her clit, shivers running through Roza’s body. “Hmmm” He continues to make out with Roza’s pussy as her fingers pull and tug at his hair in return.

They get interrupted as Roza’s phone rings. Jake grabs it to see Sunghoon calling. “Answer it” he says, handing it to her. “What?” “Answer the phone, talk to him.” Roza feels fear travel though her as Jake smirks at her before he goes back between her legs. “Hello…” Roza speaks softly as Sunghoon responds. “Hey Princess, what are you up to?” “uhhh, nothing. Just hanging out with Jake.” “What's Jake doing?” She looks down at Jake, his eyes sharp as they look back at her. “He's sleeping…hmmmm.” a quiet moan slipping from her lips. Jake's hand reached up under her shirt to play with her boobs.

“What was that?” “Nothing, I just got up from a nap. I'm still a little tired, that's all.” She lied. “Okay, well you get some rest. Maybe after we can go get some food later” she barely heard him as Jake's other hand slipped into her folds, teasing her. “Princess?” Sunghoon asks as Roza doesn't respond. “huh? What did you say?” “if you wanna get food later?” “oh yeah, sounds like a good idea… yeahhh” The line goes quiet as Roza prays Sunghoon hangs up the call soon. “Princess...” “yeah, Oppa?” She feels her head going faint as Jake's tongue continues to assault her pussy. “I'm not dumb, I know what's happening.” “nothing happening…” She tries to play it off as Jake’s fingers reach deeper and his tongue moves faster against her clit.

“Don't lie to me princess. someone making you feel good, huh?” “yeah, hmmmm” she moans, not able to keep quiet any longer. “Who is it?” “Jake…” The combo of Jake’s fingers and mouth with Sunghoon's deep voice, starts making Roza feel overwhelmed. “Jake eating you out, princess?” “Yeah, so good… ahhhh” She can almost feel Sunghoon's smirk though the phone. “Well I'm gonna go, I'll talk to you later, yeah?” “okay…” “bye, Princess.” “Bye Oppa…” Sunghoon hangs up the phone and the loudest whine leaves Roza’s lips. “Had fun talking to Sunghoon, baby?” “he knew…” “of course he did, you weren't very quiet were you?” Jake’s fingers pumping faster as she reaches her high. “Pussy clenching my fingers so tight, can't wait till you're wrapped around my cock.” Orgasm washing over her as Jake's fingers rub over her clit.

Roza grabs Jake's shirt pulling him down to kiss him as she rides out her orgasm. “That was good…” Jake smirks down at her. “You're glowing, should have done this sooner.” “I need you in me!” “yeah, now?” “Yes, now. Please oppa!” His cheeks hurt from smiling at her. She is the prettiest like this he thinks. He quickly grabs a condom, slipping it on. “You ready?” she nods and Jake lines himself up. “Fuck, you feel good.” He slips in. “so big…” Jake's head dips down and peppers kisses down her jaw and eventually leaving small hickeys over her neck and collarbones.

Hips moving back and forth, Jake’s moans get louder as Roza clenches his cock tighter. “damm, baby. So good!” His hips moving harder as he feels himself getting closer. Both are already sensitive from their previous orgasm’s. Roza nails dig into Jake’s back and the scratches leave him breathless and his high approaching fast. “Fuckkk, ahhhh” Roza gets almost impossibly louder as Jake hits the spot. “So close… keep going” Jakes hips go even faster as his orgasm hits him, Roza’s orgasm following right after.

Jake's hips slow down before stopping as his cum fills the condom. “Omg, that was so good…” “yeah, you enjoyed that huh?” His deep aussie accent comes out as Roza’s hands come up to cover her face. Roza shrikes as Jake picks her up. “What are you doing?” “gotta clean you up don't we?” “I need pants first, you too!” Jake looks down forgetting both are indecent. “Oh shit, right.” he puts her down, both putting pants on before heading to the bathroom.

Roza gets in the shower first and waits as Jake soon joins her. “Hey…” He smiles as she wraps her arms around him, giving him a well deserved kiss. “What a crazy two weeks. Didn't expect all four of you to be so ravenous.” “What did you expect? Were four horny young men.” “yeah, i don't know.” Roza just laughed thinking about all four of her boyfriends. “All i can say is that i am happy with how this has turned out…” Her smile glowing as Jake’s hands pull her into a hug. “Honestly me too… Makes more sense this way.” “you think?” “yes, definitely.” Jake laughs as he and Roza share one more kiss before cleaning up.

a/n : All of the first time are done now!! what else do you guys wanna see?

[woniefull]

Are We Still Friends?

(preview)

synopsis: Heeseung and you were close friends. Closer than most. Slowly you both realize that maybe being friends has become too difficult. Heeseung struggles to understand his feelings, and you're not sure how long you can wait.

warning/heads up: fluff, angst, flirting, protective+jealous Heeseung, jealousy, and more to come up as I continue writing...

wc: 552 in the preview + tbd for final draft

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Heeseung and you were on your way home after a day out on the beach with some friends.

It was a quiet ride for the most part. 

“ARE WE STILL FRIENDS?” by Tyler, The Creator currently playing

“Have fun?”

Heeseung asked, shifting his eyes off the road for a second to glance over at you.

“Lots. We should do this again sometime.”

Heeseung and you had become friends in your freshman year of high school. Your twin brother was the one to introduce the both of you. The two of you had first bonded over your love for music and since then you guys have become inseparable. It’s now your senior year.

“Definitely. Did you see Lola checking me out? She for sure wants me.”

You let out a laugh.

“Yeah, she was totally not laughing at your horrible volleyball skills.”

You say with a hint of sarcasm.

Heeseung pinches your thigh.

“Watch it. I’ll tell your brother you’re being mean to me.”

You flinch and instinctively slap his hand away. 

“I’ll tell him that you keep on harassing me.”

Heeseung clutches his heart.

“Oh no. I’m so scared.”

This time you both burst out laughing.

“Okay, I think I’m going to take a nap. We still have a pretty long way to get home and I’m burnt out.”

You start to recline your seat and shift to face the window.

“I’m going to think you don’t like me y/n if you turn away from me like that.”

Rolling your eyes you change your position to look at him.

“I know you think I’m pretty and all but your obsession with being able to see my face at all times is concerning.”

Did I mention Heeseung and you liked to playfully flirt?

“This is why I can’t get a girlfriend, you’re over here acting like mine.”

You reach for his hand that’s resting on the stick.

“But Heeseung I thought I was your girlfriend?”

You say looking at him with your best puppy eyes.

“Please stop I’m going to start believing you’re in love with me or something.” 

He says swatting your hand away and giving you a playful smile.

Instead of leaving him alone, you decided to tease him a bit more–just like all best friends do, right?

You stretch out your hand and slowly start tracing your finger along his arm.

“How did you know? Oh, Heeseung I am so totally in love with you.”

As you continue tracing your finger along his arm, you feel him tense up at what you just said to him.

“Oh my, you must be so happy to hear me confess my love to you! Aren’t you? It’s okay Heeseung many boys li-”

Before you have the opportunity to keep rambling he grabs your hand and places it on the stick, he then puts his hand on top of yours.

You’re in shock and look up at his face.

He’s still smiling.

“Had to make you stop one way or another. Go to sleep miss, and stop flirting with me just to get my attention.”

And with that, you don’t speak anymore. Not because you don’t want to, but you just don’t know what to say. Your eyes slowly close and Heeseung is the last thing you see before you drift off to sleep. 

[nakkedies]

OII, poderia fazer wallpapers minimalistas do sunoo? Se possível, fundo escuro por favor. ( amo seu perfil e admiro seu trabalho ❤️☝🏻)

sunoo from enhypen minimalist wallpaper. ❀

[starsenha]

bestieeeeee do you have a new series in mind??? ik you're in the middle of abt the boy and duet already but do you have other ideas?? 👀👀

i have lots omgg sometimes i feel like my brain just doesn't stop 😵‍💫

so i was thinking of starting a enhypen 8th member series, what do you guys think??

[mukieissukie]

HYBE ACADEMY- LEE HEESEUNG Pt.22

The next morning dawned with a renewed sense of purpose. The aroma of a quick breakfast lingered as everyone gathered in the practice room, ready to dedicate the entire day to perfecting their "IDOL" performance.

Hours flew by in a blur of synchronized movements, powerful vocals, and sharp rap verses. By lunchtime, a collective weariness settled in, but the determination remained unbroken.

To save time and maintain their focus, they decided to have lunch right there in the practice room.

The members arranged themselves in a large, informal circle on the floor, their energy slightly subdued but their camaraderie still vibrant. Heeseung and Hana sat side-by-side, a comfortable intimacy evident in their easy proximity, their knees occasionally brushing.

Across from them, Jay and Soomin were similarly close, a quiet affection radiating between them.

As they ate their packed lunches, a lull in the conversation prompted Ka to suggest a game. "Hey, how about a round of truth or dare? It'll be a fun way to unwind a bit before we dive back in."

A chorus of agreements followed. It was a welcome distraction, a chance to inject some lightheartedness into the intense atmosphere.

The first round landed on Sunoo. Riko, with a mischievous grin, dared him to do his best impression of Bang PD-nim for the next five minutes.

Sunoo, never one to shy away from the spotlight, launched into a surprisingly accurate and hilarious impersonation, complete with exaggerated hand gestures and a deep voice, earning roars of laughter from everyone.

Next, it was Jungwon's turn, and he chose truth. Ayin asked him about the most embarrassing moment he'd had since debuting.

Jungwon, after much blushing and stammering, recounted a story about tripping on stage during a live performance, much to the amusement of his bandmates.

(Just made this shit up)

The game continued, with a mix of silly dares and revealing truths.

Jake had to do aegyo for Sunghoon (who remained stoic but a hint of a smile played on his lips), and Riko confessed her biggest fear was missing a cue on stage.

Jay chose dare and had to sing a line from a Redmoon song in his deepest voice, which resulted in Soomin giggling uncontrollably.

Soomin, when her turn came, chose truth and admitted to secretly admiring "Let me in" and "Chamber 5- Dream of Dreams" even before they started working together.

Finally, it was Hana's turn. Jake, a mischievous glint in his eyes, leaned forward with a knowing smirk, glancing subtly at Heeseung. "Noona, truth or dare?" Hana pondered for a moment, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Truth," she declared confidently.

"Alright then," Jake said, his smirk widening. "Before Heeseung-hyung, have you ever... had a boyfriend?"

A beat of silence hung in the air, and all eyes subtly flickered towards Heeseung, who was casually sipping his water but his gaze was definitely on Hana.

Hana chuckled softly. "Yes, I have." Intrigue filled the circle.

"Ooh, spill the details!" Sunoo exclaimed, ever the curious one.

Hana leaned back slightly, a nostalgic look in her eyes. "It was... a long time ago. I was around fifteen, just a few months before I joined the training program. We dated for about eight months. He was... sweet, in a puppy-love kind of way. We went to the same school, and he was really into music too, though not idol music. More like indie rock."

As Hana recounted her teenage romance, Riko, ever observant, pointed out, "Hey, Heeseung-oppa, you have a little frown going on there."

Heeseung, who had been quietly eating, looked up, a slight furrow in his brow that he quickly smoothed out. He offered a casual smile. "Huh? Oh, no. It's just... this kimchi is surprisingly good. It's got a nice little kick."

He took another bite, exaggerating his enjoyment. The others exchanged knowing glances.

"Sure, Hyung, the kimchi," Jungwon teased, a wide grin on his face. "We totally believe you."

"Yeah, you look totally thrilled about unnie's childhood sweetheart," Ayin chimed in, a playful smirk on her lips.

Heeseung chuckled, trying to play it cool. "Why would I be jealous?" he said, leaning back with feigned nonchalance, his arm instinctively reaching out to rest lightly on Hana's shoulder.

"It was years ago! He was obviously a fool if he let someone as amazing as Hana slip through his fingers. It was his loss, not mine. He lost a diamond." He squeezed Hana's shoulder gently. "I'm the lucky one who gets to call her my girlfriend now."

Hana laughed, a warmth spreading through her chest at his subtle display of affection and possessiveness.

The game continued, and after Hana's turn, all eyes landed on Niki. He confidently declared, "Dare!" A mischievous glint sparkled in Aecha's eyes as she formulated her challenge.

"Niki-kun," she said, a playful smirk dancing on her lips as she glanced towards Heeseung, "I dare you to sit on Hana-unnie's lap for the next ten minutes."

A collective chuckle rippled through the group. Niki, understanding the underlying motive behind Aecha's dare-a subtle attempt gauge Heeseung's reaction-grinned widely.

He bounced to his feet and playfully made his way towards Hana, who was watching the unfolding scene with an amused expression. A

s Niki was about to plop down onto Hana's lap, Heeseung, who had been observing the game with a relaxed demeanor, suddenly reached out with a playful shove. It wasn't forceful, more like a gentle nudge delivered with a teasing smile.

"Yah! What do you think you're doing?" Heeseung said, his tone light but with a hint of playful possessiveness. He reached out and ruffled Niki's hair. "Find your own lap to sit on, maknae."

Niki stumbled back a step, feigning offense while a wide grin stretched across his face. "Hyung! It was a dare!"

"Well, I'm counter-daring you to find a different lap," Heeseung retorted, winking at Hana, who was now laughing.

The other members erupted in laughter at the playful exchange. Aecha, her mission accomplished, simply grinned. "Looks like someone's a little territorial," she teased, earning a playful glare from Heeseung.

Niki, still grinning, playfully protested but then settled down next to Hana instead, leaning against her shoulder. "Fine, fine. But you owe me one, hyung!"

Heeseung simply chuckled, wrapping an arm around Hana's shoulders, pulling her closer.

Following the playful lap-sitting incident, the game continued, and the spotlight landed on Aecha.

Jay, leaning back with a thoughtful expression, posed his question. "Aecha-yah," he began, his gaze gentle, "if you absolutely had to choose a couple from everyone here to be your sort of... stand-in parents, who would it be? You can pick one of the actual couples," he gestured towards himself and Soomin, then towards Hana and Heeseung, "or you could even pick a 'mom' and a 'dad' separately from different people."

A hush fell over the group as everyone waited for Aecha's answer. It was a surprisingly sweet and insightful question, prompting thoughtful expressions all around.

Aecha's eyes scanned the circle, a soft smile playing on her lips as she considered her options. She looked at Jay and Soomin, a warm fondness in her gaze.

"You two are so sweet and caring," she said sincerely. "Soomin-unnie always has such a gentle way about her, and Jay-oppa, you're always so supportive and make everyone laugh. You'd be really comforting parents."

Then, her attention shifted to Hana and Heeseung, her smile widening. "And you two," she continued, her voice full of affection, "you're like the strong, reliable parents. Hana-unnie, you're such a great leader and always look out for everyone, and Heeseung-oppa, you're so dependable and have this really comforting presence. You'd be the kind of parents who always know what to do."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the rest of the members. "But if I had to pick separately...' She looked at Hana, a bright smile on her face.

"Hana-unnie would definitely be my mom. She's got that natural vibe, always making sure everyone is okay, just like a mom."

Then, she turned towards Heeseung, her smile softening. "And for dad..." She hesitated for a moment, glancing around the circle before her eyes settled back on Heeseung. "Heeseung-oppa. He's just got this really calm and reassuring energy. Like even if things are crazy, you know he's got it under control. That feels like a dad."

A chorus of "awws" and playful teasing filled the room. Soomin reached out and squeezed Aecha's hand, while Jay ruffled her hair affectionately.

Hana and Heeseung exchanged a warm glance, a comfortable understanding passing between them.

"Well, I'm flattered," Hana said, a genuine smile gracing her lips. "Looks like I've unofficially adopted a daughtet."

Heeseung chuckled, a soft smile on his face as he looked at Aecha. "I guess I'm a dad now. Better start practicing my dad jokes."

The atmosphere remained warm and lighthearted, Aecha's thoughtful answer having brought a sweet and familial feeling to their afternoon break. The game continued, but the moment of heartfelt connection lingered in the air.

♡♡♡Thankyou for reading♡♡♡

[enhaewon]

𝙷𝙰𝙴𝚆★𝙽 .ᐟ ( 해원 ) is a fictional female singer who debuted in 2020 as the 8th member and only female of the co-ed group, 𝙴𝙽𝙷𝚈𝙿𝙴𝙽 under 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘁 lab.

ᝰ.ᐟ ( MASTERLIST , DEEP DIVE , CONNCECTIONS )

[thatfeelinwhen]

looking at everyone's cool oc's I really want to be moots with you all so if you're looking for some people to interact with, lmk !!

[flwoie]

Sigh

[rannie-moon]

en-log with jungwon and heran ??

🩰 en-log! [ heran ]

❝ 𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔—𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 ❞

timeline : 2021

synopsis : amidst the chaos of dimension : dilemma promotions, heran's first en-log episode gives engenes a closer look into her schedule—and the subtle constant that seems attached to her hip

masterlist | wattpad

[ added captions are in brackets ]

[ good (?) morning! ]

mondays exuded chaos in the enhypen dorm much like any household—the sound of dishes clattering in the kitchen, the usual banter between a few members, and the occasional scream.

heran was still lying in bed—half-buried under her blanket. the camera was propped on her pillow, her hair slightly dishevelled from the long night she had. she stared at the camera for a moment—taking in her reflection with a blank stare. drowsy eyes, flushed cheeks, and bed hair.

[ mornings are NOT rannie's thing... but she still looks beautiful of course ]

she blinked at the camera, unmoving. the only sign of life was the slow rise and fall of her chest under the comforter. the dorm outside was alive with movement—clattering dishes, footsteps against the floor, muffled voices overlapping in conversation. the world was awake, but she wasn't quite there yet.

her lips parted slightly, as if she was about to say something, but instead, she just sighed, shifting onto her side, letting he cheek press into her pillow. her hair spilled over the fabric in soft waves, dusty brown strands falling over her face.

[ let's give her like... five more minutes. or two hours. ]

she finally broke the silence, her voice hoarse with sleep and at least an octave lower than usual. "I was up late last night. I was in the studio working on something."

her hand lazily reached out from the under the blanket, running down her face before she squinted at the camera. "but it was worth it," she deadpanned.

[ sleep deprivation in exchange for quality time with her guitar. a true artist ]

she sighed again, rolling onto her back dramatically. "I should get up... but do I want to?"

she let the question linger, as if expecting the camera to answer or better yet—as if she had a choice to begin with. then, as if the universe had made the decision for her, there was a knock on the bedroom door followed by a familiar voice.

"heran, are you awake?" jungwon's voice sounded, his tone light and chirpy which meant that he'd been awake for a while.

she turned her head towards the door but made no effort to move. "no."

silence. then the door opened, and in one swift movement, jungwon entered and flopped onto the bed beside her, his weight making the mattress sink slightly.

[ intruder alert! ]

she turned her head slowly, staring at him with the same blank look she had given the camera earlier. he stared back, taking in her sleepy expression with a tight-lipped smile. this was their usual morning routine, and as of recently this was the part where he'd place a gentle kiss to her forehead—but the camera was on so he held back.

"I told you not to stay out so late," he said, grinning.

heran let out a tired groan, running her fingers through her hair. "you're so lucky that I'm too tired to push you off the bed."

[ our 04z and their beautiful ( ? ) friendship ]

jungwon stretched out beside her, letting out a content sigh that showcased his reluctance to move. "don't you have like 50 things to do today?"

she groaned again, hating the reminder that she actually had an early schedule, unlike her members. "don't remind me, please," she muttered throwing an arm over her face.

he shifted beside her, propping himself up on one elbow as he looked down at her with an insufferable knowing smile. "pilates in an hour, right?" he teased, already knowing the answer.

heran mumbled something incoherent.

[ translation : yes, but I'm in denial ]

jungwon didn't stop, having her schedule memorised had it's perks, and teasing her was definitely the best one. "then your eye appointment. engenes don't know that you're going blind."

[ today's tmi : years of working in the dark and looking at screens have finally caught up to our genius ]

"then filming with us, then practice with me, and then," he dragged the word out, poking her cheek, "you're going to leave us again for your studio."

heran's immediate reaction was to pull her blanket over her head. "I change my mind. I don't want to wake up. I live here now."

[ end of the en-log?? ]

[ get-ready with rannie ]

the camera now sat on the bathroom counter, angled slightly upward. heran, dressed in her temporary morning outfit, stood in front of the mirror, her damp her falling just above her lower back. her eyes were still half-lidded, but at least she was upright—a small victory.

[ step 1 : look alive (✔️) ]

she reached for her toothbrush, squeezed out a line of toothpaste with the precision of someone who was still half-functioning. the dorm was still alive with background noise, the sound of someone (probably jake) laughing in the distance, and the occasional call of her name from outside. she ignored it, and shoved her toothbrush in her mouth.

she shook her head, one hand on her hip as the other worked her toothbrush. "I already regret today," she muffled through toothpaste.

[ too early for responsibilities ]

she lazily brushed her teeth, her gaze drifting toward the mirror as she felt her thoughts drift far away. her skin, still flushed from the warm shower, glowed under the soft bathroom light. her mind drifted into darkness, her hands moving on autopilot as she let her surroundings fade away momentarily.

suddenly, the bathroom door swung open.

sunoo walked in with absolutely zero hesitation, dressed in his pajamas and carrying some of his skincare products that he refused to leave in the bathroom, in case ni-ki decided to experiment.

[ intruder alert! (2) ]

heran didn't even flinch. she didn't even react at all. they've done this routine too many times for her to care.

sunoo, however, did react with a very sunoo-esque gasp.

"you're using the exfoliating cleanser first?!?"

she turned to look at him with a bored expression, the foam of the toothpaste accumulating around her mouth the longer she stood silent. "I was in the shower."

[ sunoo's judgemental level : MAXIMUM ]

sunoo tutted, shaking his head as if she committed a grave crime. he stepped forward and gently shoved her aside so he could get to the sink.

"you could at least pretend that this is my bathroom time," she muttered, but he completely ignored her, already going through his skincare routine with laser focus. he dabbed toner onto a cotton pad, patting it onto his face with the experience of a professional. heran watched him through the mirror, still brushing her teeth like a zombie.

"It's never that deep."

he stopped mid-pat and turned t look at he with pure offence, eyeing her up and down with pure judgement in his eyes. "why would I listen to someone who only leaves the house with some spf on?"

heran rolled her eyes, finally spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing her mouth. "because I was blessed with low maintenance skin." she wore a proud grin as she gestured to her face, winking at the camera for extra effect.

[ spf enthusiast lee heran and her glassy skin ]

he was concerned to say the least and just gave her a polite nod. "or maybe it's because you wake up too late." he shrugged, applying serum with gentle taps. "time management, babe."

heran rolled her eyes, and couldn't help but give into her childish ways—channeling her younger sister energy to mock him. "time management, babe," she teased, her voice pitching a level higher to imitate him.

sunoo slapped her arm, muttering about how irritating she was before returning to his routine like nothing happened.

[ bathroom chronicles : another successful episode ]

[ a reluctant departure ]

the rest of her morning went by quickly as she ate breakfast and spent a few minutes with her members, before slipping on her workout set and tying up her hair. she set the camera down on the vanity in her and jungwon's shared room, and gave a full outfit check.

"now I actually have to leave," she said with a forced smile and clapped her hands. sunghoon was quick to burst into frame and started hopping around her in mock-joy.

"three hours without heran!" he exclaimed and hopped around her, leaving heran to stand there in utter shock. "my prayers have been answered!"

she was speechless, and did nothing more than push past him and pick up the camera, which left sunghoon's joyous screaming echoing through the background with ni-ki eventually joining in. then the door shut and she was walking towards the elevator.

[ a rare scene of heran staying silent for longer than 5 seconds ]

the camera cut to her sitting in the passenger seat of the car, staring blankly out the window as the cityscape of seoul blurred past. the soft morning light filtered through the glass, casting a golden glow over the buildings and bustling streets.

"let's play some music to drown out my sorrows," she said with a hopeful sigh and scrolled through one of her 68 meticulously curated spotify playlists. "oppa, is there a song you want me to play?" she asked her manager who's attention was on the road in front of him.

"oh, I get to choose today?" he asked with a chuckle and hummed in thought for a moment. "shouldn't you be promoting the group's ep though?"

the question made heran suck in a breath and the scene immediately cut to her violently screaming the lyrics to upper side dreamin' at the top of her lungs, handing over to her manager occasionally and judging him for not knowing the lyrics.

"du-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru-ru, uppеr side dreamin'!" she sang enthusiastically, throwing her head back onto the headrest as she fully immersed herself into the song.

"you guys should totally stream dimension : dilemma by that one kpop group with the seven loser boys, and that one extremely talented, hot, gorgeous, surreal girl," she said shamelessly as she continued to scroll through her phone.

the camera remained steady, propped up on the dashboard as heran continued her morning car ride. the music played softly in the background as she scrolled through her phone with deliberate, practiced ease, switching between playlists.

her manager snickered beside her. “I don’t think your members would appreciate that description.”

she barely glanced up and shrugged. "they're not here."

[ the power of selective honesty ]

the car slowed at a red light, the city outside buzzing with life—early morning workers, students in uniforms, and couples walking hand in hand, all completely unaware of her impending suffering. heran rested her chin on her palm, exhaling dramatically.

"a young girl... on her way to war," she said softly, as if narrating her own tragedy.

her manager rolled his eyes. "you're going to pilates, not battle."

"it's the same thing," she whispered.

[ suffering 101 ]

when she successfully made it to the studio, heran zoomed her camera in on the door as if it were the gates of doom. the exterior of the building was pristine with tall glass windows with an interior that looked deceptively peaceful.

[ abandon all hope, ye who enter here ]

she was wrapped in the serene ambience—soft instrumental music, the faint smell of essential oils, and perfectly aligned yoga mats that did nothing to soothe her impending dread.

the scene cut to heran in an empty studio, standing in front of the mirror and stretching her arms with a look of mild betrayal. "why did I sign up for this?"

a new voice chirped up from off-camera—her instructor daeun. "you say that at the beginning of every session, and yet it makes no difference."

heran shot her a scowl and picked up the camera, flipping it to reveal daeun standing by the reformer machine, beaming. daeun was a young woman in her early twenties, slim and tall with perky features. she'd been heran's private instructor for over five months now, and no matter how much she complained, heran loved it.

[ heran's greatest enemy in the flesh ]

then the workout began : a montage of heran and dauen laughing mid-plank or hitting each other with the yoga mats.

1st clip : daeun sitting on heran's back as she held her plank position. cue heran's screaming and daeun telling her to engage her core more, as if this wasn't actual torture.

[ an extreme workout that heran doesn't pay for ]

2nd clip : her holding onto the reformer's straps, mid-core exercise while daeun sat on the floor, munching on some sushi and talking about some of the latest drama in her life.

"he nearly drove into my car and blamed me!" she said, throwing her hands into the air. "I genuinely hope that he dies alone."

3rd clip : heran collapsing onto the mat after an intense set, one arm draped dramatically over her forehead as daeun laughed in the background.

[ send help immediately ]

the next shot was just a close-up of her face. "I am never coming back."

daeun clapped her hands cheerfully. "see you next week!"

[ a surprise visit. aka : heran's living energy supply ]

the camera cut to heran waking through the lobby—her hair slightly messy, her oversized zip-up half hanging from her shoulders, and her bag lazily slung over one arm. she was mid-debrief, eyes locked on the camera as she exited the building, greeting the staff on the way out.

"honestly?" she sighed, breathless. "I deserve financial compensation for this."

her next words died in he throat when she suddenly halted mid-step. her eyes widening in visible excitement. the camera angle shifted slightly as she spotted someone standing in front of the car with her manager.

the early morning sun casted a glow around him, highlighting the familiar messy dark hair, the slightly oversized hoodie, and the way he casually stuffed his hands into his pockets. jungwon.

she barely registered dropping her bag onto her shoulder before she was bolting forward, her sneakers scuffing against the smooth tile a she practically launched herself into his arms.

the impact made him stumble back a step, but he caught her with ease, arms looping around her waist as she tightened her grip on his shoulders with a desperation of a wife who was seeing her husband back from war.

jungwon laughed, keeping the affection to a minimum once again. "you act like I've been gone for months."

she tightened her grip around him before pulling back just enough to look at his face. "It felt like it."

[ reunited with her emotional support leader ]

the camera caught jungwon's amused expression as he reluctantly let her go, giving her a once-over and took her bag into his grasp. "you look alive, which means the session was good."

she shot him an unamused look. "I suffered, won. suffered."

their manager opened the door and the two hopped in, still basking in their own conversation. this morning when she woke up was short, a fleeted moment of banter before she was dragged into two hours of suffering and so much more. keeping their relationship a secret was easy on most occasions—but there were days when it hurt a little more.

"are you coming with me to my appointment?" she asked as she settled into the backseat beside him.

jungwon shrugged, as if the answer were obvious. "of course. who else is going to make sure that you don't try and run away?"

[ leader yang knows heran too well ]

the next clip opened with the quiet hum of the car engine and the blurred cityscape passing outside the window. the two were sat side-by-side in the backseat, comfortably leaning into each other, their conversation soft and filled with the kind of ease only they shared.

their manager glanced at them through the rearview mirror. "we have a bit of time before your appointment. do you guys want coffee?"

heran immediately perked up. "yes, please. It's the only way I'm going to survive the rest of the day."

the next shot cut to the entrance of a small, cosy cafe tucked into a quiet street corner. the warm scent of roasted coffee beans filled the air, and the soft sound of indie music hummed in the background. jungwon and heran stood side by side at the counter, scanning the menu, though it was a pointless routine.

"just get your usual," he said, rocking back and forth on his heels.

"I was thinking of switching it up today."

jungwon snorted, amused by the innocent lie. "no, you weren't."

she opened her mouth to argue, but before she could, he turned to the cashier and placed the order without hesitation and a natural ease. "can I get one iced vanilla latte, extra shot of espresso, light ice," he recited effortlessly. "and a caramel macchiato for me please."

heran blinked up at him—he recited her usual order to perfection.

[ leader jungwon taking initiative as usual ]

she stared at him, pretending to be offended, but there was a warmth creeping into her chest.

the cashier, blissfully unaware, simply smiled and asked, "Is that for here or to-go?"

"to-go," jungwon answered, slipping his card out before heran could even reach for her own.

she gaped at him, her lips forming a slight pout. "why do you always do that?" she whined, throwing her head back as if she were about to throw a tantrum.

he shot her an innocent look, his lips quirking up into a smile. "do what?"

she narrowed her eyes at him.

the camera cut to the two of them leaving the café, drinks in hand, as they walked back to the car. heran glanced at jungwon and, in a quiet moment away from prying eyes, bumped her shoulder lightly against his. he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, a soft, knowing smile tugging at his lips.

some things were easy to hide. but moments like this—where he knew her order without asking, where he paid without thinking twice, where she didn't need to say anything for him to understand—those were the hardest to disguise.

still, they fell into step, side by side, as if they had all the time in the world.

[ heran's villian origin story ]

the next shot opened inside the clinic, the stark white walls and clinical hum of the machines creating a sharp contrast to the warmth of the cafe they had just left. heran sat stiffly in the examination chair, staring blankly into space with the overall look of someone who had accepted their tragic fate.

the camera, now in jungwon's hands, zoomed in on her expression.

[ live footage of heran going through her villian origin story ]

"our dear heran," jungwon began in a deep, dramatic voice, angling the camera slightly upward for effect. "has been struggling. every day, the world becomes more of a blur because of the habits that she's carried throughout her childhood till now."

reading in the dark, spending hours sat in front of a computer or gaming console, sitting in the studio for hours on end surrounded by led lights and the bright light from the monitors.

it was bound to catch up to her.

heran slowly turned her head to glare at him, her expression unimpressed. "okay, you're acting like I'm on my deathbed—"

he ignored her, panning the camera away for dramatic effect before zooming in again. "at this point, we're all just waiting for the day she wakes up and can't see at all."

she exhaled sharply, flopping back against the chair with a deep sigh. "It's not that bad—"

jungwon, still committed to his bit, turned the camera on himself, his expression somber. "she refuses to admit the truth. but trust me, the moment she starts mistaking ni-ki for sunghoon hyung, we'll know it's over."

[ pray for her 🙏 ]

the next clip cut to heran sitting with her chin rested on the machine, the optometrist adjusting the settings while she sat unnaturally still. the bright glare of the testing lens reflected in her wide eyes, making her look like a deer caught in headlights.

jungwon, off-camera, whispered dramatically, "right now, the doctor is about to tell her how bad it is. I'm predicting—minimum—negative five."

heran let out a gasp of betrayal. "you think that low of me?"

he turned the camera toward the optometrist, who was clearly trying not to laugh. "doc, what's your guess?"

the optometrist chuckled, adjusting the machine. "I think we should finish the test first."

[ this is why we fear doctors. too much power ]

the next clip cut to her bracing herself before the dreaded puff of air test. she gripped the edges of the chair with the tension of someone about to be launched into space.

jungwon leaned in slightly. "don't forget to blink normally."

heran barely got to process his words before a short burst of air shot directly into her eye. she jerked back so violently that the machine wobbled on its stand.

jungwon immediately burst into laughter, the camera shaking wildly as he struggled to keep up with her reaction.

[ 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 ]

"WHY IS IT SO VIOLENT?!" heran slapped a hand over her eye, looking utterly betrayed.

jungwon, still laughing, choked out. "It's literally just air—"

she snapped her head toward him so fast that he physically flinched. "YOU DO IT THEN!"

the camera cut to a new angle—now it was his turn in the chair for fun.

[ karma ]

the optometrist adjusted the machine again, and jungwon, suddenly looking much less confident, shifted nervously.

heran, now holding the camera, zoomed in on his face. "any last words leader-nim?"

he exhaled, shaking his head. "I can't believe you're making me do this."

a beat of silence. then—the puff of air.

he flinched so hard his knee knocked against the table, and heran's laughter immediately echoed through the room.

[ YUP. EXACTLY. ]

the scene transitioned to them sitting in the waiting room area, heran dramatically slouched against jungwon's shoulder, one hand gripping the hem of his hoodie, while the other covered her eye. her previous energy had been drained, replaced with a heavy weight of defeat.

jungwon held up the camera again. "engenes," he started, voice light with amusement. "heran is going to get glasses." he looked down at her with a grin. "how do you feel?"

heran groaned loudly, sinking further into his side. "I don't wanna talk about it."

"would you like to say something to engenes?"

she lifted her head just enough to stare directly into the lens, deadpan. "I'm going blind."

[ dramatic. but not inaccurate ]

he let out a small laugh, shaking his head as he reached out to ruffle her hair. "you're going to look so cute. I think it's a good thing."

she sighed. "at this rate, I need a walking stick."

he gave her a reassuring pat on the head. "don't worry. If it gets worse, I'll guide you."

heran, touched for all two seconds, looked up him sweetly. "you're so nice to me."

he smiled warmly. "of course."

a beat.

then—he leaned closer, voice dropping into a whisper. "but I'm also never letting you live this down."

the camera cut off just as heran smacked him on the arm, jungwon's laughter trailing into the next scene.

[ exhaustion on set ]

the door clicked shut behind heran as she stepped into the dorm, shoulders slumping under the weight of her bag. she barely managed to toe off her sneakers before dragging herself inside, the exhaustion of the day already catching up to her even though it wasn't even after lunch yet.

behind her, jungwon followed at a leisurely pace, far too amused at her state.

"you're acting like you just ran a marathon," he teased, watching as she dropped her bag by the kitchen counter and trudged toward the couch like a soldier returning from war.

"let me mourn my vision in peace, please."

[ please give her strength ]

she collapsed onto the couch, throwing her legs over the armrest, eyes fluttering shut. the momentary silence was blissful. but of course, it was short-lived.

"OH, SHE'S BACK!"

ni-ki's voice boomed from the hallway, followed by the sound of hurries footsteps. a second later, he appeared in the living room, arms flung open like he was welcoming home a long-lost traveler. with absolutely no hesitation, he threw himself onto the couch beside her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking them with uncontainable enthusiasm.

"how bad is it?!" he demanded, his eyes wide with curiosity.

heran let her roll to the side, staring at him with an exhausted expression. "I don't wanna talk about it."

[ traumatised but still hot ]

the scene shifted to the outside of a sleek studio building, the signage reflecting the warm glow of the afternoon sun. the air buzzed with anticipation as the members arrived, greeting the staff and the familiar sight of the camera screws setting up.

inside, the waiting room was already alive with energy. sunoo and heeseung were bickering over seating arrangements, while jake scrolled absentmindedly on his phone. sunghoon, meanwhile, stood in front of a mirror, meticulously fixing his hair.

the camera—now held by heran—zoomed in on him.

"hoon, do you have anything to say before we start filming?" she asked, barely holding back a laugh.

sunghoon barely spared a glance, still focused on adjusting a single strand of hair. "yeah. I'm gonna look amazing today."

[ we are aware ]

from his spot on the couch, jake let out an amused scoff. "your hair literally looks the same as it did five minutes ago."

the camera shook slightly as heran cracked up. "EXACTLY!"

before the teasing could continue, a staff member peeked into the room, signalling that it was time to head to the set. the members shared glances before stretching out their limbs, shaking off the sluggishness of the wait.

excitement crackled in the air as the filed out one by one, the familiar pre-filming energy settling over them.

heran turned the camera back to herself, her features shifting from playful exhaustion to something more polished—her 'professional idol' face slipping into place.

"alright," she sighed dramatically, flipping her hair with exaggerated flair. "let's hope that I don't pass out due to exhaustion."

[ showtime ]

the camera flickered back on, now capturing the brightly lit set. the members were scattered across the studio, getting mic’d up and fixing their outfits while the staff did final adjustments. the energy was high—a mix of chatter, laughter, and the occasional last-minute touch-ups.

the shot cut to heran sitting in a chair, staring off into the distance with the expression of someone deeply contemplating their life choices.

[ mentally preparing for whatever chaos is about to happen ]

a familiar figure suddenly stepped into frame, blocking the camera’s view. jungwon, already mic’d up and ready, peered down at her with an amused expression.

"you good?" he asked, tilting his head.

she slowly blinked up at him, then sighed dramatically. "won, I need you to answer something for me."

jungwon crouched down slightly, resting his forearms on his knees. "go for it."

she glanced around, then lowered her voice as if about to say something profound. "why are we here?"

he raised a brow. "like… existentially? or—"

"no, like, why are we here? we have schedules all day, and yet someone thought it was a brilliant idea to make us film a variety segment at the end of it."

jungwon grinned, rocking back on his heels. "because we signed up for this life, angel."

[ had to remind her what her job is. poor rannie ]

before she could retaliate, jungwon suddenly reached over and fixed a stray strand of her hair, brushing it back behind her ear. His touch was quick, subtle—practiced in its effort to look natural, but the way his fingers lingered for just a second longer than necessary didn’t go unnoticed.

heran’s breath hitched slightly, but she recovered quickly, throwing him a look. "you’re getting too comfortable."

he just smiled, his dimples peeking out as he stood back up. "I was always comfortable."

[ 04z and their beautiful friendship ]

the moment didn’t last long—because, of course, sunoo had to ruin it.

from somewhere off-camera, his voice rang out loud and clear: "YAH, ARE YOU TWO FLIRTING AGAIN?!"

the camera violently shook as heran scrambled to shut it off, jungwon’s laughter echoing in the background.

[ an even more reluctant departure ]

the familiar hum of the hybe dance studio welcomed them as heran and jungwon stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind them. the floor-to-ceiling mirrors reflected their figures, bathed in the soft glow of overhead lights.

she tugged off her hoodie, revealing the fitted tank top underneath, while jungwon set his water bottle down near the wall. their routines at this point were muscle memory—so ingrained that even the warm-ups felt like second nature.

“I swear, if I pull a muscle, I’m blaming you,” she muttered, stretching her arms overhead.

jungwon, already balancing on one leg mid-stretch, smirked. “you won’t. you’re not that old.”

heran gasped, placing a hand over her heart. “excuse me?”

[ age-shaming at 17 is crazy ]

dance practice between them always carried a more relaxed atmosphere—a proper way for them to unwind. no proper scripts, or trained eyes, just their laughter and their routine.

the first run-through of their routine was calm, just some marking and adjustments. by the second run-through they were diving in fully, laser focus on their reflections in the mirror and the bass reverberating through the speakers. by the third run-through they perfected it and eased into their normal chaos.

the video cut into a quick montage—

them playing catch with a water bottle, with more screaming than anything else.

jungwon missing a count in the middle of their routine and dropping to the floor with a dramatic flair that had her staring at the ceiling.

heran messing up her footing and ending up on the floor, only to shoot a thumbs up. "I meant to do that!"

it was teetering between the seriousness of the session, and the comfortable atmosphere between the two.

[ never a dull moment with these two. our 04z know how to have fun ]

the final run-through was everything they’d been working toward—a culmination of hours spent together, refining each movement, syncing their bodies in ways that only they could. the music had taken over, the beats sinking into their skin, and for a brief moment, it felt like there was no one else in the world except the two of them, dancing in perfect unison.

as the music cut off, they hit their final position in flawless sync. the room felt alive with energy, but the second the routine ended, a heavy silence fell between them, filled with their shared breaths. heran stood there for a moment, stunned by how everything had clicked into place, the adrenaline still coursing through her veins.

without thinking, she dropped to her knees in an uncontainable burst of joy, her hands coming together in a mock prayer of gratitude. “we did it!” she exclaimed, her voice almost childishly victorious.

jungwon, barely able to keep his feet, collapsed to the floor beside her, panting, as if the weight of the entire practice had been lifted from his shoulders. his face was flushed, a sheen of sweat on his forehead. his hands sprawled out at his sides as he groaned, “I think I’m dying.”

heran grinned, shaking her head in fond disbelief at his dramatics. she leaned forward, nudging him with her elbow. “yeah, you're definitely going to sleep well tonight,” she said softly, though her tone was affectionate. she went to get up, her legs protesting, but before she could stand, his hand shot out, grabbing her wrist.

“wait, don’t go.” his voice was quiet, but the request felt heavy, as though he didn’t want her to leave—not yet.

heran hesitated, glancing at him, noticing the exhaustion that painted his features. without a word, she let him pull her down to his side. she didn’t resist as her body lowered, until she was lying beside him, her head just inches from his. the air felt still around them, the loud music now a distant memory.

"I need a nap," she said tiredly, although her day was far from over, and by the way that jungwon groaned beside her, he was well aware. he didn't say anything and simply closed the gap between them, his legs draping over hers as he pulled her closer.

heran sighed, not even trying to shake him off, instead, she turned to the camera, voice laced with amusement. "this is the part of the day where jungwon becomes unbearably clingy."

he hummed, shifting slightly bust still keeping his hold. "It's my survival tactic."

she turned her head toward him, her lips quirking up in amusement. "you make it sound like I vanish into the night."

he lifted his head slightly, peering at the camera with tired, half-lidded eyes. "she kind of does. when she finally comes back to the dorm after her studio sessions, I’m already asleep. and by the time I wake up, she’s usually gone again." he gave a dramatic pout before dropping his head back down. "so this is all I get."

heran rolled her eyes, but the teasing in her expression softened into something fonder. "that's only partially true," she told the camera, though her voice lacked any real bite.

jungwon only hummed in response, seemingly unbothered by her words. his hold on her remained firm but relaxed, his presence warm against her side. for all his complaints, he wasn’t actually asking her to stay—he knew she had things to do, places to be. but in these brief moments, where the world slowed down and they weren’t idols or performers, just heran and jungwon, he allowed himself to be selfish.

and, truthfully, she let him.

a comfortable silence settled between them. the studio was dim now, the once-blaring lights turned down to a soft glow. their breaths evened out, their bodies still pressed close as exhaustion finally started to creep in.

"five more minutes," he mumbled, already half-asleep against her.

heran huffed, feigning exasperation, but she made no move to push him off. instead, she let her eyes flutter shut for just a moment, letting herself breathe him in—the warmth, the quiet comfort, the feeling of knowing that despite the chaos of their lives, she’d always have this.

she sighed. "five more minutes."

[highesthealer]

Sunghoon possession and jealousy read like Niki one? 💪👀💜

ENHYPEN SUNGHOON

POSSESSION AND JEALOUSY

disclaimer: this reading was made by astrology and tarot

depending on his level of jealousy, sunghoon can become more withdrawn or conversely, overly caring and attentive.

he may be interested in how much time you spend on certain things and try to regulate your schedule.

despite his jealousy, he may avoid open conflict so as not to jeopardize the relationship.

he may show up in unexpected places to check out who you're spending time with.

any change in your behavior may make him suspicious and he will start looking for ulterior motives.

can ask about your past in detail to make sure you are not hiding anything important.

can initiate serious conversations about your feelings, testing their depth and sincerity, sometimes to the point of obsession.

he may fantasize at length about how you spend your time without him, painting dystopian scenarios in your imagination.

can try to limit your interactions with friends and family, seeing them as an unnecessary influence on your relationships.

can show intense jealousy of your past, constantly coming back to discussing your former relationships.

sunghoon may insist on keeping you informed of your location and the company you are with.

he may set up situations to test your loyalty by watching your reactions.

can use his sex appeal and confidence to constantly remind you how lucky you are to be together with him, sometimes even to the point of being demonstrative in public.

can show passion and intense emotions unexpectedly, which can both pleasantly surprise and bewilder.

in moments of jealousy or emotional tension, sunghoon may suddenly withdraw or "disappear" for a while to reassess his feelings and the situation, giving himself and you space.

[aohisworld]

MAGNETIC PULSE! 02

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ ENHYPEN’s new co-ed group starts their first album, MANIFESTO. Aohi makes a mistake that allows Jungwon, to give her a bit of sympathy that she didn’t ask for.

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ eventual poly!ot7 x added member!oc. (jungwon centric). contains. angst, a little arguing, a smooch, uhm cringe writing lol.

| : ̗̀➛ MINTIE’s NOTES: Jungwon chapter yippee yippee!! Also important announcement that my asks are open now, and I’d love to get some interactions :3 don’t be a silent reader! Reblog, comment, send an ask!!

| : ̗̀➛ WARNING! How I write ENHYPEN is not meant to portray the idols irl, this is my au and I write this for fun. contains angst and a little bit of bickering/awkward tension.

✧. ┊ Jungwon was always born to be a leader, unlike Aohi, who just followed the crowd, Jungwon was born to lead it.

When he was picked as the best candidate for ENHYPEN's leader role, he was overjoyed, of course, but a part of him also wondered if he was ready for that role.

Jungwon worked to his limit to make sure ENHYPEN was where they were now. Aohi and Xiulin... he was stumped on what to do, they were suddenly thrust upon his plate when he already had so much.

Jungwon had no idea how to lead the girls, he didn't go through I-LAND with them, nor did they meet long enough to help them....

so, he didn't.

For about a few months, that went excruciatingly slow by the way, Jungwon barely made the effort to even glance Aohi's and Xiulin's way, well, more Aohi's because he respects Xiulin as his elder sister.

At first, it was smooth sailing for Jungwon, it wasn't that hard to ignore Aohi or avoid her, but as time passed on, Jungwon didn't realize her cold attitude would sting, like being out during a snowfall and it got too cold that your hands would freeze, kind of sting.

Jungwon didn't think the glare Aohi would sometimes direct at him would bother him so much. Like, made his stomach turn kind of bother.

For one, it made him feel like he was a bad person. (he doesn't think he is, is he?)

Secondly, he hated to admit that maybe, just maybe he did deserve it, and he wasn't really living up to the leader name.

Jungwon knows Aohi and Xiulin are his group members now, hell, they're making their first album with the girls now!

As a leader, he was supposed to help the girls, especially when he needed to navigate this whole co-ed situation as well, but he didn't, and knowing that left an incredibly sour taste on the boy's tongue.

That's what brought us to Jungwon now, sitting in an empty meeting room, after a weekly... report? Status? whatever it was, had happened. The boy stared straight ahead at the table, seemingly burning a theoretical hole into the furniture.

He sat unmoving for a while, getting lost in his thoughts, you could say he got it from Sunghoon's morning spacing out routine.

It was only until a can was placed in front of his line of sight did his gaze change from the table, to the girl he was exactly thinking about.

"You stare at that spot any longer, you might've actually burnt a hole into the table."

Jungwon didn't respond, glancing up at Aohi's brown orbs, before looking back down at the can on the table. "What's the drink for?" Jungwon nudged towards the drink, as if scared to touch it.

"To drink? What else?" Aohi stated, sitting opposite of Jungwon, in which Jay sat in before her, so Aohi cringed slightly as she felt the warm seat.

Aohi seemed to magically produce another can of warm tea— Jungwon had analyzed, in front of him, opening it with one hand.

"The drink was Xiulin-unnie's." She hums, blowing inside her can to take her first sip, tasting the tea and nodding her head, outwardly approving the flavour.

"Why didn't you give it to her then?" Jungwon hesitantly took the drink off of the table. "Couldn't find her." Aohi shrugged.

Jungwon made no move to open his drink, sitting up in his chair. "Why're you here?" He asks, moving the metal can from one hand to the other, temporarily using it as a handwarmer.

Jungwon didn't seem to like the fact that Aohi was so close without any reasons to be, he had no idea why he was so alert around her either, as if two cats meeting on a territory and intimidating each other.

"Why can't I be? I'm sitting with one of my members, I don't see anything wrong with that." Aohi's eyes narrowed like that of a cat as she willingly made eye contact.

As the two cat-like members stared on, Jungwon could feel that grumbling feeling in his stomach once again as he didn't back down from the intense eye contact Aohi established.

"I didn't say anything was wrong with it, I mean that you don't really like us—"

"I like Ri-ki, so I don't think that I don't like my group members." Aohi's shrugged once again, "You look at us like we're the worst people on earth." Jungwon scoffed, already disliking Aohi's response.

"I don't know why you have to look for a reason for me to be here, I'm being nice—" Aohi grumbled, placing her drink on the table since she was an easily irritable person, and this conversation— is it still even a conversation? could end up firing her up even more.

"With a stare like that?" Jungwon raised his eyebrows, he'd never seen someone who was being nice have a stare that could probably kill.

"Gosh, why do you have to start a fight with me all of the time?!" Aohi stood from her seat, pointing at Jungwon with an accusatory finger.

"Because you have so much against my hyungs and I! You don't even know us," Jungwon stood up from his seat as well, pushing Aohi's finger away with the back of his hand. "You just decided we're not even worth being nice to!"

"Neither do you! I wasn't the first to be rude, it was the hyungs who looked at me and Xiulin-unnie like we were of no hope!" Aohi argued, her words were true, how could the young girl forget?

Xiulin-unnie had to learn everything for herself and Aohi, because Aohi was finishing her studies and had to miss most of their practices.

Aohi was only angry because she cared for her unnie, and a few months in living like that, Xiulin was already extremely exhausted, and Aohi couldn't do much to help her.

Aohi was frustrated, she only wanted the boys to help, not just Ri-ki, all of the boys.

"Well—" "I'm not done!" Jungwon was silenced by Aohi, taken aback by her sudden outburst, even if he wanted to, what Aohi said was true, they truly didn't think they could debut, not so late into ENHYPEN's career at least.

Still, how could Jungwon admit that?

"Xiulin-unnie and I needed help, and we couldn't even confide in our hyungs, much less our leader." Jungwon's throat dried at Aohi's words, not knowing how to respond to that.

In all honesty, he felt like he was slapped with a hot iron pan of truth.

"Sure, Jake-hyung barely tried to help us with our dance practices, but not before pointing out every little wrong thing from us." Aohi poked her finger to Jungwon's chest, hating the way he was silent.

It wasn't like Aohi didn't know that Jungwon was the type to lead, from just meeting him, you could already feel it. That's what makes it worse.

The girls— Aohi, needed someone to follow, because that's all she knew to do, and she hoped that there was a small chance, Jungwon, as the leader, would knock some sense into his group members and allow her and her unnie to have someone to follow.

Apparently it was too much to ask for.

"We didn't even know each other, and we just decided to hate each other... months straight, we'd barely interact, even when we started to record the album.." Aohi frowned, seeing that she'd stunned Jungwon into silence.

Aohi wasn't sure whether to continue after that, only sighing and sitting back down, taking her cup of warm tea, trying to drink the tension away.

Jungwon stayed standing up, thinking. Jungwon knows he was cruel, but he thought he was doing right, he followed his hyungs along as well.

He could remember his Heeseung-hyung telling him that the girls will not gain anything by being in ENHYPEN, that they should let it be for their own good.

Jungwon should've asked what Aohi and Xiulin's thoughts were, if they could really do it, if they were really willing. Maybe then, he could've helped them, give them a place in the group, rather than giving up on them from the start.

"...I'm sorry." Jungwon hesitated, sitting next to Aohi, rubbing the palms of his hands nervously.

"You're only apologizing because I told you—"

"You're right, but I really am sorry, I mean that from the bottom of my heart." Jungwon interrupted her, Aohi turns to Jungwon, looking at him with a skeptical look.

"I was stressed, and I know that it's not an excuse, because you and Xiulin-noona were also under a lot of pressure," Aohi didn't bother to try and intervene with Jungwon's ramblings, he seemed to have a lot to say.

"But let me try and make it up to you, and Xiulin-noona."

Aohi stayed silent for a few moments, thinking, if Jungwon was genuine, and he was serious about treating her and Xiulin like actual members, maybe...

"It's been months, Jungwon.." Aohi replied curtly, turning to the side, as if hesitant to even agree. "Then I'll make up for it for as long as you girls want."

"You—" Aohi tried to start, Jungwon shaking his head at her reply, "I will, as long as you don't look at me like that again. I'll change."

And change, Jungwon did.

Aohi was taken aback the first time he did something for her, it was an interview, their first interview as a debuted co-ed group.

Aohi sat in one of the dressing rooms, spacing out on a make-up chair as the girls' own stylist worked her magic onto Aohi's newly dyed hair.

Xiulin and Aohi were successfully debuted into the group, despite the boys' hesitance, except Ri-ki and Jungwon, who happily congratulated the two girls.

Aohi remembers how much they had to handle on the first few days, the incorporation of Dark Moon, the making of their first co-ed album, it was a mess, and not to mention they barely had any breaks.

"Aohi-ssi, your make-up is done." Her stylist spoke, ushering her behind to start working on Xiulin next. Aohi stretched her arms in front of her as she sat on the couches, next to Ri-ki.

Ri-ki instantly turned to her, phone in hand to show whatever he was currently laughing at.

While the two teens giggled over whatever was on Ri-ki's screen, Jungwon approached the couch with drinks in hand, just like Aohi did, and for some reason, the leader of ENHYPEN disliked that their youngest was shoulder to shoulder with Aohi.

Without thinking any further, Jungwon pushed the two apart, Aohi looking startled at the sudden intrusion. Aohi looked up, seeing Jungwon looking down at her.

"I got you a drink, you have to stay hydrated." Jungwon took Aohi's hand and placed the cold drink, using his palm to curl her fingers over it.

Aohi's eyebrows just furrowed, glancing at Xiulin, who only stared from the mirror of the stylist chair in shock.

"Thanks, I guess.." Aohi mumbled, placing the drink on the table in front of the couch. Ri-ki didn't seem to notice, or suspect anything as he just returned to bumping shoulders with Aohi and looking at random videos.

Jungwon seemed to bite the inside of his cheek at the unsuccessful attempt at separating the two, wait— why was he even annoyed that they were so close to each other?

"Noona, are you going to drink that?" Ri-ki points to the drink Aohi had recently placed on the table.

"Why, are you thirsty, ki-yah?" Aohi hummed, grabbing the can, wiping the top and popping it open for the youngest to drink.

Jungwon stood behind them, a bit offended as he watched Aohi place the can to Ri-ki's lips, like a big 'screw you!' from Aohi to Jungwon as she gave Ri-ki the first sip of the drink he decided to kindly get for her.

"Good?" Aohi asks Ri-ki, grinning when he nods. "That's really good grape juice." He nods, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

"here, you can have it."

Jungwon could hear his heart crack as he heard that from Aohi's lips, and Aohi heard clearly.

'You aren't gaining my forgiveness that easily..' She thinks, glancing at Jungwon, a slight mischievous smile on her face.

Since then, Jungwon had been... overbearingly kind to Aohi and Xiulin, as in... even sneaking in ordered food for them late at night. Jungwon was really determined to gain Aohi's forgiveness.

Jungwon had already earned Xiulin's respect, it's just Aohi being stubborn.

"Here..." Jungwon huffed, having ran a few floors down and back up to deliver the ordered food to the girls' dorms.

Aohi could only blurt out a small thanks before closing the door in front of their leader's face, stopping him from even saying anything.

Jungwon sat in front of their door for a bit, catching his breath, letting out a sigh before turning around, despite hearing muffled voices behind the door.

"Aohi! That was rude! You know he's still a member, he's stuck with us!" Xiulin whisper-yelled from beside her, opening the door as soon as it was closed. "Sorry, won, she's just hangry, have some with us." The older girl ushered, pulling a turned Jungwon inside.

"Unnie!" Aohi gasped, somewhat stomping her foot from the door and staring up at Jungwon with a frown. "Don't be like that, we ordered enough for an extra person." Xiulin scolded.

"I could've called Ri-ki..." Aohi grumbled, turning around and stomping into the kitchen. "You're not calling the youngest down for some fried chicken, Aohi." Xiulin retorted.

Jungwon stood by the entrance awkwardly, he was the first of the boys to even be in the girls' dorms. "Don't just stand there, go!" Aohi pointed to the living room, chopsticks and plates in her other hand.

Jungwon hesitantly approached the room, looking around curiously at the new environment, before sitting next to Xiulin, on their couch.

"I'm hungry, hurry up!" Xiulin whined from the living room, the TV still turned on, they seemed to be watching a random k-drama, obviously bored but not tired.

"Eung!" Aohi replied, sitting by the table in the middle of their living room as they started to open the food they ordered. Jungwon sat back with his hands on his lap, a bit nervous.

"Loosen up, won." Xiulin looked from behind her, Aohi placing a plate and chopsticks for Jungwon to use. The two girls were silent as they placed the food out.

"Looks so good... I'm literally about to devour everything." Xiulin let out a 'psh!' sound, bumping Aohi's leg with her own and gaining a protest from Aohi.

"I will enjoy this food.." The three recited, Jungwon slowly sliding into the middle of the two girls as they started to eat.

The trio ate silently, an occasional groan or dislike for any event that went on in their k-drama. "She's so fake for going back to her ex.." Aohi spoke, looking at the TV with a furrowed brow.

"Right? Like, if you're going to go back, don't do it in front of the boy who's liked you for forever.." Xiulin scoffed, taking a sip of her cider. Jungwon silently chewed from between them, just listening in.

Jungwon stared down at his plate, swallowing, 'ah... I need some pickled radish..' Jungwon looked for the container around the table, seeing it but... it was being guarded by Aohi.

Jungwon didn't want to ask Aohi, just watching the girl place another cube into her mouth. Xiulin glanced from beside her, seeing Jungwon eye the container.

"Yah, Jungwon wants some, don't finish it all." Xiulin spoke, nudging her head towards Aohi's direction.

Jungwon felt alarmed at the sudden call-out Xiulin made, jumping in his spot, "Ah— no, it's okay!—" Jungwon used his free hand to make a no motion.

Aohi stared at Jungwon, chopsticks in her mouth, before staring back to the TV. The younger boy felt a little awkward as the noise died down between both Aohi and Xiulin.

Aohi then stared down at the container of radishes, there was only five cubes left.. and she really liked the radishes, she glances at Jungwon, who seemed to have a bit of trouble eating the last of his bites, using cider to down it.

Jungwon grabbed the last bite of the boneless bites he was eating, getting ready to chew his way to a finished plate, unknowing to Aohi's gaze at his struggling figure.

In a small moment, Aohi made the decision to pick a cube up from the container with her chopsticks, before turning to Jungwon.. "Eung.." Aohi was feeding him a cube of radish.

Jungwon stopped mid-chew to stare at her like a deer in headlights, Xiulin was too busy being immersed in her digital show to even bother seeing the live-version play out right beside her.

'Did.. did she want to feed me?' Jungwon thought, looking at the radish before looking back up.

Aohi waited with a blank look on her face as Jungwon swallowed his bite, hesitantly coming forward as he used his teeth to bite the radish, so that his lips wouldn't touch her chopsticks.

Jungwon could feel the back of his neck warm slightly, trying to finish his food.

Ever since then, it was even more awkward between Aohi and Jungwon, the leader starting to practically follow the girl around like a cat does to his owner.

Aohi guessed he wasn't that bad, more so tolerable. Aohi didn't mind Jungwon that much, just thought it was a little tiring having to be followed around.

It's been almost eight months since Jungwon promised to change, and Aohi and Jungwon seemed to be... friends? Acquaintances? All the leader knew was that Aohi didn't avoid him anymore.

Aohi was secretly appreciative of Jungwon, he had helped plenty with her and Xiulin with coordinating their first album together, MANIFESTO.

Aohi and Xiulin learnt their roles in the dance pretty quickly, thanks to Ri-ki and Jungwon. Aohi started to find her confidence in being in the group, trying to find her dynamic, trying to fit in.

Aohi thought she was ready, actually. That she was perfectly in the spot she was. That was, until their first performance of their songs.

"Get her and Sunoo off-stage, quickly! Check on her, see if she broke or injured anything!" The staff ran around frantically behind stage, trying to close the lights to cover up the incident on-stage.

It was their first performance of their song, ParadoXXX Invasion, Aohi thought she was going to nail this first performance, she really did.

Aohi lost her footing half-way into the song, tripping onto Sunoo as the two came tumbling down. The lights dimmed as their fans gasped, murmuring at the sudden absence of lights on-stage.

Sunoo held Aohi stable as he winced, feeling a sting from his lower back from where he fell.

Aohi looked at Sunoo with teary eyes, shaking her head as a worried expression washed over her features.

"Sunoo-hyung... I'm so sorry.. I'm sorry- i didn't mean—" Aoihi whispered, wrapping her palm around her mic, just in case it was still on. Aohi didn't want the crowd hearing her lose her composure.

The whole group was ushered off-stage as Aohi couldn't even hold back her tears as she suddenly burst out in worry, and honestly, in fear.

The staff members had no idea how to comfort the overwhelmed girl. Aohi felt vulnerable at this moment, she felt more like Yoon Aohi, the seventeen-year-old girl who was a little too sensitive for her own good.

Xiulin could only usher her away from the eyes of the other members, letting out soft mantras of reassurance as they walked away. Ri-ki and Jungwon looked on in worry, being by Sunoo's side as the medic on seen checked on him.

"Go check if she's okay, I'm okay—" Sunoo grabbed Jungwon's arm, looking at him with a strained smile, knowing Jungwon's conflicted thoughts behind his eyes, of staying with his hyung, or going after Aohi.

Jungwon glanced up one more time from Sunoo to a fading Aohi, through the crowds, the boy could see glimpses of Aohi's face in her hands, her shoulders shaking.

In that moment, Jungwon didn't hesitate to follow after her, swerving through different staffs as his hyungs called for him.

"I'll just leave you here, okay? I'll be right back... just stay here.." Xiulin softly spoke, rubbing Aohi's shoulder for a bit, leaving to go talk with staff.

Jungwon tailed after the girls, approaching the dressing room that Xiulin left. Jungwon stood in front of the door for a bit, hesitating to knock before he did.

Thankfully, he did manage to do it, cracking the door open soon after, entering with as little noise as possible.

Aohi looked up from her make-up stained hands, up at Jungwon. Aohi sniffled as she wondered why Jungwon was there.

Jungwon could feel his heart tighten at Aohi's tear-stained face. Her expression seemed to hurt even worse than all of those glares she shot his way in the past.

Jungwon never wants to see her cry like this again, he wouldn't be able to take it if he did.

"Aohi..." Jungwon calls out softly, approaching the couch as he attempted to sit down, placing a gentle hand on her arm.

Aohi quickly pulled her hand away before Jungwon could even wrap a finger, "Wag mo ako hawakan!— please!" (Don't try to hold me, please.)

Aohi sniffled as she scooted to the side of the couch, making space between her and Jungwon. he didn't know what she was asking of him, not understanding what she said.

Instead, Jungwon sat on the other side of the couch, hoping she just wanted space. Jungwon could feel his stomach spin in worry for Aohi, the last few months, spending time with her made it that way.

Despite Aohi's firm obstacles in the start, trying to push him away, they ended up becoming somewhat close.

"Why're you even here?.." Aohi sobbed.

"I wanted to know if you're okay.." Jungwon frowned, looking at Aohi, itching to bring her into his arms, itching to comfort her.

"Since when did you care?" Aohi spat, she seemed defensive, thoughts racing in her head, she wondered, if Jungwon as the leader, would scold her for being so careless.

Aohi was stressed enough as it was. Jungwon could see that.

"I've always cared, Aohi.. ever since then..." Jungwon whispered, inching closer, freezing when Aohi flinched at his sudden movement.

"Please don't push me away," Jungwon begged. "I'm not here to berate you, or scold you—"

"I don't need your pity!" Aohi cried, a sob following her words. Jungwon held grabbed Aohi's hand as she tried to stand.

"I'm not pitying you, Aohi! I genuinely care for you!" Jungwon begeed once more, keeping Aohi in place, her movements frantic.

Aohi had to admit, Jungwon was pretty strong and she had to scold herself for thinking such things in a situation like this. Aohi tried to pull her hands away from Jungwon when she was pulled into his chest.

Aohi gasped, struggling in his hold as Jungwon held her in place, whispering 'you're okay's and 'relax' in Aohi's ears as she sobbed even more, only grabbing onto his sweatshirt as she cried her teenage heart out into Jungwon's clothes.

"You made a mistake, and that's okay.. it happens.." Jungwon softly comforted the girl in his arms, his hand reaching up to pat the girl's head.

"I just ruined the performance.. I tripped Sunoo-hyung.. I hurt him—" Aohi sobbed out, Jungwon shaking his head with a soft laugh. "Aish... Aohi, you're thinking too much, Sunoo-hyung won't hate you for that."

"It's not just that!" Aohi cried out, Jungwon leans back from his hug, looking down at Aohi, who seemed to stare up at him, her eyes puffy and nose red, Jungwon was convinced he could've been looking at a scared bunny.

"Then what is it? Hm?"

Aohi sniffled for a bit, moving away from her embrace with Jungwon, "I hyped myself up so much for this album... I was so confident, Jungwon," She whimpered, using her arm to wipe her eyes.

"I thought I would be able to do the performance flawlessly. I just embarrassed us, maybe I'm really not meant to be in enhypen, won.."

Jungwon stays quiet at her words, Jungwon is reminded of their starting months, he wonders if he and his hyungs made that mindset for Aohi. Jungwon wonders if he did, he really thought he was cruel.

"Don't say that, you didn't do anything," Jungwon wanted to change those thoughts in the poor girl's head, it was the least he could do.

"You're a hard-working person, Aohi, and you made a mistake but don't think for one second that you don't belong with us because of it."

"...You mean it, won?" Aohi whispered, looking up at the taller boy. Jungwon looked down at her once again, he felt a bit stunned at how Aohi was fine with showing this vulnerable side to her, especially when he's always been avoided by her.

"With everything I have." Jungwon replied, just as soft.

The two continued to keep eye contact with each other, getting lost in each other's gazes. It was quiet in the dressing room, except for the rustling of Jungwon's hand rubbing at Aohi's palm and his rings clinking with hers.

Neither Jungwon or Aohi made an effort to move away from each other, they didn't even bother to notice that, instead of moving away from each other, they inched closer and closer.

"Won?" Aohi whispered, her eyes fluttering softly.

"..Eung?" Jungwon asked, Aohi could feel his breath on her cheek, that's how close they were.

Aohi glanced down at his lips, Jungwon following her actions, dreading for the moment they would touch.

Another minute passes, an inch following.

It was quiet, too quiet.

In a span of a second, Aohi could feel Jungwon close the gap in between them, a soft gasp leaving her lips. His lips were soft, oh so soft.

Jungwon's eyes had fluttered close, he didn't know why he ended up closing the gap, hell, he didn't even register that he was kissing Aohi!

Aohi could've melted from just how soft Jungwon's lips were on hers, it was perfect, so perfect. Aohi wanted it to last forever, the feeling of their lips moving in sync was perfect, like a dream.

but as quickly as a dream ends, it did, Xiulin being the main culprit as she busts into the room.

Aohi and Jungwon jumped away from each other, Aohi fixing her appearance and Jungwon covering the lower half of his face.

"Noona! Are you okay?" RI-ki voiced, his worried figure approaching Aohi as she tried to compose herself.

"Yeah- Yeah, I'm..." Aohi glances at Jungwon, who's forced himself not to even think to turn to look at her. "I'm.. alright.." Aohi finishes her sentence, her voice lowering softly.

"We should get you out of here, the staff gave us the green light.." Xiulin spoke curtly, staring at Jungwon as she rubbed Aohi's shoulder.

Before Aohi could even get a word in, Ri-ki was already ushering her up, softly telling her to move. Xiulin taking over when she reaches the door.

"But, won—" Aohi tried to call for the other member, Ri-ki only blocking her sight. "Go, noona." The youngest pleaded, wanting Aohi to rest.

Aohi didn't say anything further as Xiulin pulled her outside, reaching the car with their stuff in tow, letting the younger girl enter the car first.

"Unnie-" Aohi tried to speak her mind before Xiulin could even scold her, but she was instantly silenced by the way her elder sister just sent a glance her way.

"Aohi, what were you thinking?" Xiulin spoke from her seat, leaning back into her seat.

"Unnie.. it was a mistake, I really didn't mean to trip—" Xiulin made a 'nuh uh' sound, shaking her head as she raised her hand up to stop Aohi from speaking even more.

"Not. That." Xiulin turns to her dongsaeng, a slightly annoyed look on here face. "I mean that... the— you know!" Xiulin motions to her hand, making kissing motions by touching the tips of her fingers together.

Aohi watches the action with her lips ajar, she opened her mouth to try and make a reason, an excuse, on why she did it, why she... kissed Jungwon.

Since nothing came out, she only sighed, looking off to the window, as if deep in thought. There was barely any sunlight left, the night coming to replace the sun.

"I don't know.. Unnie, believe me, I was upset and—" Xiulin clicked her tongue. "I thought you disliked our members? That's all you could ever talk about, remember?"

"I know but-" Aohi sighed, looking down at her fingers, fiddling with the rings. "Jungwon- He's different—" Xiulin suddenly puts her hands up in the air, it's like she's finally noticing the plot of a k-drama.

"Different? Because he was nice? You and I have known him for a few months, batsy!" Xiulin argued. Aohi flinches at her aggressive tone, feeling like a kicked cat on the curb.

"It's the way he's changing! Believe me, I tried to push him away, but he was persistent, and I started to change—" Xiulin huffed in her seat, she truly wonders what was going through Aohi's head.

Xiulin thought of the future of ENHYPEN as quickly as she saw the scene of Aohi and Jungwon. It would cause such an outrage, especially between newly-debuted members and how it would conspire so many rumours.

Xiulin's heart was in the right place, worrying about their careers, but she has to understand that Aohi didn't mean for the kiss to happen.

"Unnie.. you said it yourself, we're stuck with them! Is it so bad to try and change? To want to be on better terms with them?" Aohi reasoned, pleading her older member to understand.

"You call that better terms, Aohi?" Xiulin frustratingly replied. The two girls seemed to struggle with finding a middle ground. "Kissing Jungwon is worse than having something against him."

"I like him, unnie!" — "Is you liking Jungwon worth more than our careers?!"

Aohi stays silent at this, for once her stubbornness flickers out like a flame.

She thinks about the whole situation from Xiulin's eyes. She and her unnie worked to debut after being picked out of their respective groups and now that they are debuting, Aohi could ruin it.

Hell, she should be lucky it was Xiulin and.. maybe Ri-ki? who saw the kiss.. Oh gosh, what about Ri-ki? What will he do?

"I'm sorry, unnie... I didn't know what I was thinking..." Aohi whispered, deciding to back down and agree to Xiulin. Her unnie turns to her, seeing the young girl deflate into her chair with a soft sniffle.

Aohi was obviously upset, feeling dejected. Xiulin could only sigh, "You should stay away from Jungwon off-camera.. You and won will only hurt yourselves if feelings start to form..." Xiulin reaches over to rub her arm on the girl's shoulder, in attempt to comfort her.

Aohi only nods, their conversation ending as their separate manager enters the car, ready to drive them home.

MUSIC BANK DRESSING ROOM, 8:56 PM—

"Hyung." A voice calls out for him. Jungwon could only squeeze his eyes shut for a few moments. "Look, just- don't tell the others.." He let out a sigh through his nose, looking up at Ri-ki, who seemed visibly upset.

"I don't care about that, you shouldn't of done that to her." The youngest spoke. Jungwon was taken aback at the sudden hostility coming from Ri-ki.

"Ri-ki, what are you talking about?" Jungwon's eyebrows furrowed, looking appalled at the youngest's behaviour.

Ri-ki clenches his fists, biting the inside of his cheek. "You shouldn't of kissed her."

Jungwon wonders why he'd bring this up, he already knew? What does Ri-ki gain from telling him again?

"You don't think I know that? I'm saying not to mention it to the other hyungs, I'll—" Jungwon spoke, trying to pass the conversation as quickly as possible, the leader didn't want to speak about it, his mind jumbled from the big events of today.

"You're going to hurt Aohi-noona, you know that?" Ri-ki replies, and at this point, Jungwon wonders why he cares so much. Sure, their youngest and Aohi has been closest, but to be so defensive about her?

"Ri-ki, drop it please." Jungwon pleaded, Ri-ki flicking his head to the side, as if ticked off. "she doesn't deserve that, you—" Jungwon stopped Ri-ki from saying even more words, words that could hurt both of them.

"I care about Aohi as much as you do, Ri-ki!" Jungwon argued, Ri-ki biting back just as fierce. "I don't just care, Jungwon-hyung!" He yells, and Jungwon is quiet for a few moments, wondering what he meant.

"You're blowing this out of proportion, ki. You know we're just friends." And at this, Ri-ki scoffs. He felt like a little kid being hid away from things he obviously understood.

"Don't bullshit me, please, hyung." Jungwon clenches his jaw, he could feel the tension rise between them.

It was a familiar feeling, one that started to become obvious as months passed, the more both spent time with Aohi.

"You don't think I notice? The way you look at Noona like she showed you the wonders of the world," Ri-ki steps towards Jungwon, and the older boy takes a step back.

"You used to hate her, and now you kiss her like the past just didn't happen?"

"That was months ago! Aohi and I are on better terms!" Jungwon takes this as an opportunity to stand his ground with Ri-ki, he has never seen their youngest be so rebellious, or hell, angry with them.

"Still! I won't let you play with her feelings like that!"

Jungwon is angered at this, Ri-ki doesn't get to put that claim on him, not when he spent months caring for Aohi, not when he's made a habit to glance at Aohi to make sure she's okay, or always asking her if she needs any help.

Not when Jungwon spent so much time caring, not when he started to form feelings, when he started to love her.

"I'm not playing with anyone's feelings, Ri-ki!" Jungwon finally yells, like a cat defending his territory, feeling offended and intimidated.

"You don't get to accuse me of that! Aohi is just as important to me! I get my actions but I won't do it again! So, drop it!"

"No! I'm not dropping it!" Ri-ki keened.

"God, Ri-ki! Why do you care so much?!" Jungwon groaned, "I said I wouldn't do it again, what more could you want?—"

"It's because I have feelings for her!" Ri-ki reveals, his hand instantly reaching up to slap over his lips. It was so shocking that even Jungwon's eyes widened slowly at his words, not expecting to hear that fall from Ri-ki's lips.

Even Ri-ki's surprised that those words came out of his own mouth.

"I.. I like her."

The two stare at each other for a while, before Ri-ki couldn't handle his hyung's gaze, dashing out with a heavy heart, and a twisting stomach.

Jungwon seemed to grab at a table behind his back, feeling his knees weaken. His hands reached up to wipe the sweat on his face, the temperature of the room seemed to change as the fighting between the two got worse.

Jungwon repeated Ri-ki's works in his head over and over, as if it was a mantra. Ri-ki liked her, he had feelings for her.

God, what will he do?