Heeseung wasn’t loud when he got jealous. That was the problem.

On tour, with seven members, packed schedules, and cameras everywhere, he learned how to keep it contained. A glance held a second too long.

You’d adjusted your own schedule to be there tonight. Between comebacks, rehearsals, and nonstop promotions, you’d carved out a single evening just to see him perform. No announcements. No fanservice. Just you, tucked backstage, watching from the side as the lights swallowed the stage and the crowd roared his name.

The concert ended in a blur of sweat and applause. Jungwon was buzzing, Jay and Jake loud as ever, Sunghoon leaning against a wall scrolling through his phone, Sunoo still glowing, Ni-ki replaying choreo under his breath.

Heeseung stood apart. Not even a glance.

When you caught his eye, he didn’t look away—but he didn’t soften either. Just a slow side glance, sharp enough to make the message clear. You didnt know what set him off, the interaction on stage? the way another idol lingered too close during the ending ment? “Nothing scandalous though” you thought but it was enough to bother him.

TWO WERKS AGO

at a music show ENHYPEN won and while confetti was still falling and the crowd was screaming, he saw it from across the stage screens the way you leaned in too close to another idol backstage earlier, how the conversation lingered longer than necessary. A hand on your arm. Shared laughter. Familiar enough to look careless, public enough to be remembered. But she didnt remember

PRESENT DAY

You called his name once. Nothing. Twice. A quiet click of his tongue. Another look. Still no words.

Later, in the quiet of the hotel room, when things finally quieted hallways empty, adrenaline fading you caught up to him. He shrugged out of his jacket, movements controlled, like he was deliberately keeping distance.

“You know I rearranged everything to be here,” you said calmly. Not defensive. Just factual.