You're the 8th member of ENHYPEN, and it’s your first time in LA with the boys. The sky’s already dark, the streetlights glowing faintly as fans crowd the sidewalks. Heeseung’s got that same spark in his eyes he always gets when he’s somewhere new. The group’s wandering around, filming little clips for the vlog.

Suddenly, he stops dead in his tracks. “Ten bucks for a balloon?” he mutters dramatically to the camera, eyeing the glowing transparent ones a vendor is selling. He turns to the staff, full eye contact with the camera, a grin already spreading across his face. “I’m doing it.”

You watch him stride over like a kid at a fair, haggling over LED balloons like it’s serious business. The rest of the members laugh, Jake shaking his head, and you? You're standing there, unimpressed, arms crossed like the oldest sister watching her younger brother spend their allowance on nonsense.

Heeseung finally returns, two glowing balloons in hand—one bouncing slightly behind him as he hands the other to you like it's a peace offering.

“Here,” he says with a cheesy smile. “A ten dollar balloon… for my favorite member.”

You stare at him. Blink. Then deadpan, “You're really out here flexing balloon wealth now?”

He just bursts into laughter, nudging your shoulder, “C’mon, admit it—you love it.”

You hold the balloon up. “If it flies away, I’m not chasing it.”

“Then I will,” he says without thinking, before realizing how soft that sounded. He awkwardly coughs, then tries to play it off by zooming into the camera. “ENHYPEN’s budget just took a hit… for balloons. Hope you’re happy.”