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POV 3: The room suddenly felt suffocating. You grabbed your bag immediately. “I should leave.” “Y/n.” “I said I should leave.” He moved closer. Not threatening. Just desperate. And somehow that was worse. “You’re scared of me now.” You swallowed hard. Because yes. A little. But not entirely. And that confused you the most. “I would never hurt you,” he said quietly. Your eyes lifted toward his. For the first time since meeting him… Heeseung looked afraid. Not angry. Afraid. Like losing your trust mattered more than anything else. “I need time,” you whispered. His shoulders stiffened slightly before he nodded. “…Okay.” That night, you left the penthouse with shaking hands. But the image of Heeseung standing alone beneath the city lights followed you all the way home. And somehow.... The saddest part wasn’t the gun. It was the look in his eyes when you walked away. — The next morning, your phone wouldn’t stop ringing. You stared at Heeseung’s contact lighting up your screen over and over again while sitting at the edge of your bed. One missed call. Three. Seven. Twelve. Your chest tightened painfully every single time his name appeared. But you couldn’t answer. Because every time you closed your eyes, you saw it again. The gun. The blood on his knuckles. The way his expression darkened when you asked who he really was. You buried your face into your hands with a frustrated groan. “This is insane…” Your thoughts were a mess. Part of you wanted to disappear completely. But another part— The weaker part— Could only think about Mina. Did she ask where you were? Was she crying? Did Heeseung tell her anything? Your heart ached immediately. As if on cue, your phone buzzed again. This time, it wasn’t Heeseung. It was Mina. Well… technically Heeseung’s phone, but the caller ID was saved with her name because she once stole his phone and changed it herself while giggling proudly. You hesitated before finally answering. “…Hello?” Silence. Then a tiny sniffle. “Y/n?” Your heart shattered instantly. “Mina…” “Are you mad at daddy?” You closed your eyes tightly. “No, baby.” “Then why didn’t you come today?” The sadness in her voice made guilt crush your chest. “I just… needed rest.” “Daddy looks sad.” You swallowed hard. “He does?” “He didn’t eat breakfast.” she whispered sadly. “And he keeps looking at the door.” Your chest hurt so badly it was unbearable. Then suddenly, you heard movement on the other side. A deeper voice. “Mina.” A pause. Then the line shifted slightly before his voice came through quietly. “…You answered.” Your fingers tightened around your phone. Neither of you spoke for a moment. The silence between you felt heavy. Fragile. “I’m sorry,” he finally said. Your breath caught. “I shouldn’t have let you see that.” “But I did.” Heeseung exhaled softly. “Yes.” You looked down at your trembling hands. “What exactly do you do, Heeseung?” Silence. Too much silence. Then— “If I tell you,” he said quietly, “you’ll leave for good.” Something about the sadness in his voice made your chest ache. “You don’t know that.” “I do.” You hated how calm he sounded. Like he’d already accepted losing you. “I’m not a good person, Y/n.” Your brows furrowed immediately. “You’re a good father.” His breathing faltered softly on the phone. “And you’re good to me.” “That doesn’t erase the rest.” You leaned back against your wall slowly, staring blankly at the ceiling. Your mind told you to walk away now before things became dangerous. But your heart… Your stupid heart remembered the way Mina smiled when Heeseung carried her after nightmares. The way he quietly waited for you to arrive every morning even when he pretended not to care. The way he looked at you last night. Broken. “Y/n?” His voice snapped you back. “…Yeah?” “Are you coming back?” The question sounded terrifyingly vulnerable. You pressed your lips together tightly. “I don’t know.” You heard him inhale sharply before quietly replying— “…Okay.” Then the call ended. comsec+ ( sec acc )  #enhypen #heeseung #makemefamous #4u #fypシ゚
POV 3: The room suddenly felt suffocating. You grabbed your bag immediately. “I should leave.” “Y/n.” “I said I should leave.” He moved closer. Not threatening. Just desperate. And somehow that was worse. “You’re scared of me now.” You swallowed hard. Because yes. A little. But not entirely. And that confused you the most. “I would never hurt you,” he said quietly. Your eyes lifted toward his. For the first time since meeting him… Heeseung looked afraid. Not angry. Afraid. Like losing your trust mattered more than anything else. “I need time,” you whispered. His shoulders stiffened slightly before he nodded. “…Okay.” That night, you left the penthouse with shaking hands. But the image of Heeseung standing alone beneath the city lights followed you all the way home. And somehow.... The saddest part wasn’t the gun. It was the look in his eyes when you walked away. — The next morning, your phone wouldn’t stop ringing. You stared at Heeseung’s contact lighting up your screen over and over again while sitting at the edge of your bed. One missed call. Three. Seven. Twelve. Your chest tightened painfully every single time his name appeared. But you couldn’t answer. Because every time you closed your eyes, you saw it again. The gun. The blood on his knuckles. The way his expression darkened when you asked who he really was. You buried your face into your hands with a frustrated groan. “This is insane…” Your thoughts were a mess. Part of you wanted to disappear completely. But another part— The weaker part— Could only think about Mina. Did she ask where you were? Was she crying? Did Heeseung tell her anything? Your heart ached immediately. As if on cue, your phone buzzed again. This time, it wasn’t Heeseung. It was Mina. Well… technically Heeseung’s phone, but the caller ID was saved with her name because she once stole his phone and changed it herself while giggling proudly. You hesitated before finally answering. “…Hello?” Silence. Then a tiny sniffle. “Y/n?” Your heart shattered instantly. “Mina…” “Are you mad at daddy?” You closed your eyes tightly. “No, baby.” “Then why didn’t you come today?” The sadness in her voice made guilt crush your chest. “I just… needed rest.” “Daddy looks sad.” You swallowed hard. “He does?” “He didn’t eat breakfast.” she whispered sadly. “And he keeps looking at the door.” Your chest hurt so badly it was unbearable. Then suddenly, you heard movement on the other side. A deeper voice. “Mina.” A pause. Then the line shifted slightly before his voice came through quietly. “…You answered.” Your fingers tightened around your phone. Neither of you spoke for a moment. The silence between you felt heavy. Fragile. “I’m sorry,” he finally said. Your breath caught. “I shouldn’t have let you see that.” “But I did.” Heeseung exhaled softly. “Yes.” You looked down at your trembling hands. “What exactly do you do, Heeseung?” Silence. Too much silence. Then— “If I tell you,” he said quietly, “you’ll leave for good.” Something about the sadness in his voice made your chest ache. “You don’t know that.” “I do.” You hated how calm he sounded. Like he’d already accepted losing you. “I’m not a good person, Y/n.” Your brows furrowed immediately. “You’re a good father.” His breathing faltered softly on the phone. “And you’re good to me.” “That doesn’t erase the rest.” You leaned back against your wall slowly, staring blankly at the ceiling. Your mind told you to walk away now before things became dangerous. But your heart… Your stupid heart remembered the way Mina smiled when Heeseung carried her after nightmares. The way he quietly waited for you to arrive every morning even when he pretended not to care. The way he looked at you last night. Broken. “Y/n?” His voice snapped you back. “…Yeah?” “Are you coming back?” The question sounded terrifyingly vulnerable. You pressed your lips together tightly. “I don’t know.” You heard him inhale sharply before quietly replying— “…Okay.” Then the call ended. comsec+ ( sec acc ) #enhypen #heeseung #makemefamous #4u #fypシ゚

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