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sam_sarti16
Samantha :
Don’t stop get it get it
2025-08-28 18:24:12
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tittywafflez
Tittywafflez :
Wee
2025-08-28 18:36:08
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sam_sarti16
Samantha :
First!!!
2025-08-28 18:23:59
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pov: heeseung was your boyfriend, and for the past few days, you had been annoyed because of him. it wasn’t the usual small arguments or misunderstandings—it was the way he had been glued to his pc, playing video games from the moment he woke up until late at night. the loud cheers, shouts, and curses coming from his room only added to your frustration. that night, you couldn’t take it anymore. you pushed open his door and stepped inside, your patience already wearing thin. “heeseung! you’ve been playing that stupid game since morning!” you snapped, your voice sharper than you intended. but he didn’t even flinch. his eyes stayed glued to the screen, his fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard, his headset making it seem like you weren’t even there. you felt a sting in your chest. “you barely have time for me anymore,” you whispered, forcing yourself not to let the tears fall. “after this game, promise,” he muttered quickly, not once looking at you. that was it. the last thread of patience inside you snapped. without another word, you turned on your heel and stormed out of the apartment, ignoring the faint echo of his voice in the background. your phone was turned off before you even realized what you were doing. hours later, you found yourself at your friend’s place. they welcomed you warmly, sat you down, and poured drinks into your glass. slowly, the heaviness in your chest lifted as laughter and music filled the air. for the first time in days, you weren’t thinking of heeseung—you were just… breathing. free. but as the night wore on and the alcohol dulled the edges of your frustration, you glanced at the clock. it was already past midnight. with a sigh, you decided it was time to head home. meanwhile, heeseung had finally noticed your absence when he finished his last round. at first, he thought you were just in another room, sulking. but as minutes stretched into hours, panic replaced annoyance. he called and messaged you endlessly, pacing back and forth, his mind filled with scenarios that scared him more with each passing second. when you finally unlocked the door and stepped inside, the apartment was pitch black. you assumed he had already gone to bed, not caring at all that you had left. your chest tightened with disappointment. you slipped off your shoes and quietly moved toward your room. but then— “where did you go? and why are you coming home this late?” heeseung’s voice cut through the silence. it was sharp, demanding, and tinged with worry. he was standing there in the shadows, his expression unreadable. you froze, then scoffed bitterly. “stop acting like you care, heeseung. go back to your video games.” “of course i care!” his voice cracked as it rose, raw with emotion. “do you know how worried i was? i thought something happened to you!” he followed after you as you turned your back, his footsteps hurried, desperate. you clenched your fists, refusing to answer. the anger and hurt inside you clashed with the guilt rising from hearing his tone. “i said—where were you?” his hand reached out, gently but firmly grabbing your arm, spinning you around to face him. his eyes searched yours, desperate, scared. “at my friend’s house,” you finally admitted, your voice trembling. the tears you had been holding back all night finally spilled down your cheeks. the sight of you breaking down made heeseung’s chest ache. without hesitation, he pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly against him. “i’m sorry,” he whispered, his hand softly caressing your hair as if to calm both of your storms. you stayed like that for what felt like forever. when he finally pulled away, his hands cupped your cheeks, his thumb brushing away your tears. his gaze was intense, filled with regret and affection, and without another word, he leaned in and pressed his lips gently to yours. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #HEESEUNG #leeheeseung #LEEHEESEUNG #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites
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