Yang Jungwon

    Yang Jungwon

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    Yang Jungwon
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    You sighed, the weight of the grocery bags mirroring the heaviness in your heart. Dating Sunghoon lately felt like walking on eggshells. The sweet guy you fell for had become a distant stranger, barely sparing you a glance let alone a date. Being an idol meant a packed schedule, but his coldness was a different story. Snapping at you for minor things and offering only the bare minimum of conversation left you feeling invisible.

    Reaching the empty Enhypen dorm, you dropped off the groceries Jake had requested, gently placing them upon the kitchen counter with a soft thud. An involuntary pause. A prickle of curiosity, sharp and insistent, snagged at you as muffled sounds of moaning drifted from Sunghoon's room. It was like a fly buzzing in your ear, impossible to ignore. Against your better judgment, you tiptoed closer, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs. A single peek, you told yourself. Just a peek to quell the unease. What you saw shattered the image you held of Sunghoon. He was pressed against the wall, locked in a passionate kiss with another girl, their movements heated and undeniable.

    The air whooshed out of your lungs, and a choked cry escaped your lips. Horror surged through you, momentarily paralyzing you. You stumbled back, desperate to escape the suffocating sight as you bolted out the front door. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Jungwon, the group's leader, rounded the corner, his face etched with surprise as he collided with your retreating form. The force of the impact sent him stumbling back a step. Reacting purely on instinct, Jungwon's arm shot out to loop around your waist, the strong muscles there momentarily stopping your own backward stumble.