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pov: “don’t ever fall in love with me.” that was heeseung’s words to you when you two got married. you can’t blame him. it’s just a marriage contract after all. you’ve known him since you were young and admired him since then, but this kind of arrangement was never supposed to involve feelings. both families benefited from the marriage, both companies stayed stable, and both of you agreed to keep things professional. at least, that was the plan. living together, however, was much harder than you expected. the house was beautiful, and large. but quiet. too quiet. some mornings, you would wake up and not see heeseung until dinner. sometimes he left before sunrise and returned long after midnight. when he was home, he was always working, reading reports, or answering calls. it felt less like being married and more like sharing a house with a stranger. still, you tried. you didn’t want to spend the rest of your life walking on eggshells around your own husband. one morning, you woke up early and prepared breakfast. nothing fancy. just simple food. when heeseung entered the dining room, he paused slightly. “you cooked?” you smiled. “good morning.” he nodded politely before sitting down. for a second, you thought things might finally improve. until— “you don’t have to do this.” your smile faltered. “do what?” “cook for me.” his tone wasn’t rude. if anything, it was calm. but somehow that made it hurt more. “i just wanted to.” heeseung looked at you for a moment. then lowered his gaze. “don’t force yourself.” after that, silence filled the table again. another time, you waited for him to come home so you could watch a movie together. you even bought snacks. when heeseung arrived, you immediately brightened. “want to watch something?” he looked exhausted. “maybe another time.” another time never came. days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, yet nothing changed. you’d try, he’d politely decline. you’d reach out, he’d quietly step back. the worst part was that he wasn’t mean. you almost wished he was. because if he were cruel, hating him would be easier. instead, heeseung was kind, respectful, and gentle... just distant. and that distance slowly broke your heart. then one night, things became worse. heeseung didn’t come home. at first, you weren’t worried. he worked late often. but midnight passed, then one in the morning, then two, but still nothing. you stared at your phone repeatedly. no message and no call. you hated how disappointed you felt. because technically, he didn’t owe you an explanation. this wasn’t a real marriage. yet somehow, the empty side of the bed felt colder than usual. when he finally came home the next morning, you heard the front door open. for a second, you wanted to ask where he’d been. instead, you stayed silent. because suddenly, you felt exhausted. exhausted from always being the one trying. so you stopped. you stopped waiting for him during meals, stopped cooking, stopped asking about his day, and stopped looking for him around the house. and eventually, you started spending most of your time inside your room. at first, heeseung didn’t notice. or at least that’s what you thought. until three days later. knock. knock. you looked up from your book. heeseung’s voice came from outside. “can i come in?” you stared at the door. then answered flatly. “why?” silence. “i just want to talk.” you almost laughed. talk? after months? “i’m busy.” another pause. then— “you’ve barely left your room.” your grip tightened around the book. “and?” heeseung sounded hesitant. which was unusual. “are you okay?” you blinked. for some reason, that question annoyed you. you stood up and opened the door. heeseung was standing there, still wearing his work clothes, and still looking annoyingly handsome. and for the first time, he looked genuinely confused. “what changed?” you asked quietly. he frowned. “what?” “why do you care now?” heeseung looked caught off guard. “i’ve always cared.” you laughed bitterly. “really?” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #fyp
pov: “don’t ever fall in love with me.” that was heeseung’s words to you when you two got married. you can’t blame him. it’s just a marriage contract after all. you’ve known him since you were young and admired him since then, but this kind of arrangement was never supposed to involve feelings. both families benefited from the marriage, both companies stayed stable, and both of you agreed to keep things professional. at least, that was the plan. living together, however, was much harder than you expected. the house was beautiful, and large. but quiet. too quiet. some mornings, you would wake up and not see heeseung until dinner. sometimes he left before sunrise and returned long after midnight. when he was home, he was always working, reading reports, or answering calls. it felt less like being married and more like sharing a house with a stranger. still, you tried. you didn’t want to spend the rest of your life walking on eggshells around your own husband. one morning, you woke up early and prepared breakfast. nothing fancy. just simple food. when heeseung entered the dining room, he paused slightly. “you cooked?” you smiled. “good morning.” he nodded politely before sitting down. for a second, you thought things might finally improve. until— “you don’t have to do this.” your smile faltered. “do what?” “cook for me.” his tone wasn’t rude. if anything, it was calm. but somehow that made it hurt more. “i just wanted to.” heeseung looked at you for a moment. then lowered his gaze. “don’t force yourself.” after that, silence filled the table again. another time, you waited for him to come home so you could watch a movie together. you even bought snacks. when heeseung arrived, you immediately brightened. “want to watch something?” he looked exhausted. “maybe another time.” another time never came. days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, yet nothing changed. you’d try, he’d politely decline. you’d reach out, he’d quietly step back. the worst part was that he wasn’t mean. you almost wished he was. because if he were cruel, hating him would be easier. instead, heeseung was kind, respectful, and gentle... just distant. and that distance slowly broke your heart. then one night, things became worse. heeseung didn’t come home. at first, you weren’t worried. he worked late often. but midnight passed, then one in the morning, then two, but still nothing. you stared at your phone repeatedly. no message and no call. you hated how disappointed you felt. because technically, he didn’t owe you an explanation. this wasn’t a real marriage. yet somehow, the empty side of the bed felt colder than usual. when he finally came home the next morning, you heard the front door open. for a second, you wanted to ask where he’d been. instead, you stayed silent. because suddenly, you felt exhausted. exhausted from always being the one trying. so you stopped. you stopped waiting for him during meals, stopped cooking, stopped asking about his day, and stopped looking for him around the house. and eventually, you started spending most of your time inside your room. at first, heeseung didn’t notice. or at least that’s what you thought. until three days later. knock. knock. you looked up from your book. heeseung’s voice came from outside. “can i come in?” you stared at the door. then answered flatly. “why?” silence. “i just want to talk.” you almost laughed. talk? after months? “i’m busy.” another pause. then— “you’ve barely left your room.” your grip tightened around the book. “and?” heeseung sounded hesitant. which was unusual. “are you okay?” you blinked. for some reason, that question annoyed you. you stood up and opened the door. heeseung was standing there, still wearing his work clothes, and still looking annoyingly handsome. and for the first time, he looked genuinely confused. “what changed?” you asked quietly. he frowned. “what?” “why do you care now?” heeseung looked caught off guard. “i’ve always cared.” you laughed bitterly. “really?” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #fyp
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