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pov: after your relationship with sunghoon recently ended, you two agreed to return things to each other. it wasn’t because you stopped loving one another. you loved each other too much, but somewhere along the way, life became busier than either of you expected. you're now on the floor while wearing his hoodie—your favorite hoodie from him, recalling your last conversation with him. it happened almost two weeks ago. you were sitting in your car after another canceled date. neither of you had raised your voices, yet the silence between you felt heavier than any argument. “i’m sorry.” sunghoon was the first to speak. you laughed weakly. “for what? i’m the one who canceled.” “and i canceled last week.” that only made your chest ache more. for the past few months, it felt like that was all your relationship had become. apologies. missed plans. promises to make time that never happened. you stared out the window. “when was the last time we actually spent a whole day together?” sunghoon didn’t answer immediately. because he couldn’t remember either. the silence was enough. you swallowed hard. “i miss you all the time.” his head slowly turned toward you. “even when we’re together.” that made him look away. you immediately regretted saying it, but it was true. sunghoon sighed and leaned back against his seat. “i miss you too.” his voice sounded tired.  you blinked back tears. “maybe…” your voice cracked. “maybe we need to stop forcing this.” sunghoon’s jaw tightened. for a moment, neither of you spoke. then he nodded slowly. and somehow, that hurt the most, because he understood what you meant. a week later, you found yourself standing outside sunghoon’s apartment with a box in your hands. inside were small pieces of your relationship—a watch he forgot at your place, a charger, some books, and a few random things that used to belong in his apartment instead of yours. you stood there for a moment before finally knocking. the door opened almost immediately as if he’d been waiting. sunghoon froze when he saw you. you froze too. because somehow, seeing him again felt strange.  “hi,” you said softly. “hi.” the silence that followed was painfully awkward. sunghoon stepped aside. “come in.” you nodded.  your eyes automatically landed on places where old memories lived. the couch where you used to watch movies together. the kitchen where he always insisted on cooking for you. the dining table where you’d sit for hours talking about absolutely nothing. you placed the box down carefully. “these are yours.” sunghoon looked inside before nodding. “thanks.” another silence. you hated how awkward this felt. because this was sunghoon. someone who used to know every little detail about your life. yet now, neither of you knew what to say. eventually, your eyes landed on the gray hoodie draped over the couch. his hoodie. the one you were still wearing. you immediately pulled it off and held it toward him. “this too.” sunghoon glanced at it before shaking his head. “keep it.” you looked at him. “sunghoon.” “keep it.” his voice softened slightly. “it looks better on you anyway.” your chest tightened. you looked away first. “i don’t want it.” he frowned. “why?” because i’ll miss you. the answer almost slipped out. instead, you forced a smile. “because it’s yours.” sunghoon stared at you for a moment. it seemed like he understood what you weren’t saying, because his expression immediately softened. neither of you continued the conversation. you both knew it would only make things harder. after another few minutes, you stood up. “i should go.” sunghoon nodded, though he didn’t look particularly happy about it. you walked toward the door. then a loud crack of thunder echoed outside. both of you froze. another followed immediately after. then rain. heavy rain. the kind that instantly flooded streets. you stared through the window. “…seriously?” sunghoon laughed quietly for the first time all evening. “looks like you’re staying.” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonpov #fyp
pov: after your relationship with sunghoon recently ended, you two agreed to return things to each other. it wasn’t because you stopped loving one another. you loved each other too much, but somewhere along the way, life became busier than either of you expected. you're now on the floor while wearing his hoodie—your favorite hoodie from him, recalling your last conversation with him. it happened almost two weeks ago. you were sitting in your car after another canceled date. neither of you had raised your voices, yet the silence between you felt heavier than any argument. “i’m sorry.” sunghoon was the first to speak. you laughed weakly. “for what? i’m the one who canceled.” “and i canceled last week.” that only made your chest ache more. for the past few months, it felt like that was all your relationship had become. apologies. missed plans. promises to make time that never happened. you stared out the window. “when was the last time we actually spent a whole day together?” sunghoon didn’t answer immediately. because he couldn’t remember either. the silence was enough. you swallowed hard. “i miss you all the time.” his head slowly turned toward you. “even when we’re together.” that made him look away. you immediately regretted saying it, but it was true. sunghoon sighed and leaned back against his seat. “i miss you too.” his voice sounded tired. you blinked back tears. “maybe…” your voice cracked. “maybe we need to stop forcing this.” sunghoon’s jaw tightened. for a moment, neither of you spoke. then he nodded slowly. and somehow, that hurt the most, because he understood what you meant. a week later, you found yourself standing outside sunghoon’s apartment with a box in your hands. inside were small pieces of your relationship—a watch he forgot at your place, a charger, some books, and a few random things that used to belong in his apartment instead of yours. you stood there for a moment before finally knocking. the door opened almost immediately as if he’d been waiting. sunghoon froze when he saw you. you froze too. because somehow, seeing him again felt strange. “hi,” you said softly. “hi.” the silence that followed was painfully awkward. sunghoon stepped aside. “come in.” you nodded. your eyes automatically landed on places where old memories lived. the couch where you used to watch movies together. the kitchen where he always insisted on cooking for you. the dining table where you’d sit for hours talking about absolutely nothing. you placed the box down carefully. “these are yours.” sunghoon looked inside before nodding. “thanks.” another silence. you hated how awkward this felt. because this was sunghoon. someone who used to know every little detail about your life. yet now, neither of you knew what to say. eventually, your eyes landed on the gray hoodie draped over the couch. his hoodie. the one you were still wearing. you immediately pulled it off and held it toward him. “this too.” sunghoon glanced at it before shaking his head. “keep it.” you looked at him. “sunghoon.” “keep it.” his voice softened slightly. “it looks better on you anyway.” your chest tightened. you looked away first. “i don’t want it.” he frowned. “why?” because i’ll miss you. the answer almost slipped out. instead, you forced a smile. “because it’s yours.” sunghoon stared at you for a moment. it seemed like he understood what you weren’t saying, because his expression immediately softened. neither of you continued the conversation. you both knew it would only make things harder. after another few minutes, you stood up. “i should go.” sunghoon nodded, though he didn’t look particularly happy about it. you walked toward the door. then a loud crack of thunder echoed outside. both of you froze. another followed immediately after. then rain. heavy rain. the kind that instantly flooded streets. you stared through the window. “…seriously?” sunghoon laughed quietly for the first time all evening. “looks like you’re staying.” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonpov #fyp

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