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خطية الروح بس تريد ملكاك ؟. #محمد_عبد_الجبار #احلفك_بالمحبه #اشتياق_حب_شعور_احساس #اللغة_العربية #حزن_غياب_وجع_فراق_دموع_خذلان_صدمة
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obsessed with this eye hehehe
صدقة جارية عن جدي… اللهم إن فقده كسر قلوبنا، فأجبر كسره في قبره بنعيمٍ لا يفنى، واغفر له وارحمه واجعل كل دعوة له نورًا يؤنس وحدته#جدي #صدقه_جاريه_لجدي #الله_يرحمه_ويغفر_له_ويسكنه_فسيح_جناته #😔😔😔 #fyp
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pov: no one would ever thought that you’d end up with heeseung—your enemy and rival in almost everything you do. but that was all back in college. you and heeseung used to compete over the smallest things possible. grades, presentations, debates, leadership positions—if one of you was involved, the other was automatically determined to win too. your classmates were already used to seeing both of you arguing in the middle of discussions or throwing sarcastic comments at each other whenever results were announced. “you only got higher because the professor likes you,” you once muttered after he beat your score by two points. heeseung smirked while fixing his papers casually. “or maybe i’m just smarter.” you rolled your eyes immediately. “keep dreaming.” even group works somehow turned into competition between the two of you. classmates often complained about how intense things became whenever you and heeseung were put in the same room because neither of you liked losing. but strangely enough, despite all the arguments and endless bickering—you worked together perfectly. you balanced each other in ways no one else noticed at first. heeseung challenged you constantly, and somehow, you found yourself looking forward to it. meanwhile, he started paying more attention to your habits too, like how you always tapped your pen whenever stressed or how you secretly skipped meals during exam weeks. little by little, the rivalry became less exhausting then softer. then something else entirely. you weren’t even sure when it happened. maybe it was during those late-night study sessions that turned into conversations about dreams and fears. maybe it was when heeseung started walking you home without making a joke about it. or maybe it was when the teasing slowly lost its sharpness and became affection instead. eventually, your classmates stopped being surprised whenever they saw the two of you together. because somehow, the people who used to argue the most became inseparable. and now, years later—you were sitting beside him on the living room floor, organizing wedding invitations together. life really was strange sometimes. you glanced at the stack of envelopes beside you and laughed softly. “if our college classmates saw this back then, they’d think it was fake.” heeseung looked up from writing names and smirked. “half of them are probably still shocked.” you nudged his shoulder lightly. “honestly, i’m still shocked too.” “but you’re lucky,” he replied confidently. you scoffed immediately. “see? this is why we used to fight every day.” “used to?” you tried not to smile when he grinned at you like that. your relationship now felt so different from before, yet somehow still the same at its core. the competitiveness never completely disappeared, but now it came with warmth instead of tension. being with him felt easy and comfortable now. that night, after spending hours delivering invitations and replying to messages from old classmates, both of you finally returned home exhausted. heeseung loosened his tie while walking toward the bathroom. “i’m showering first.” you nodded tiredly, stretching your arms. “okay.” a few minutes later, while you were fixing the scattered invitation samples on the table, his phone suddenly lit up beside you. once. then again. and again. you weren’t planning to check it at first, but the notifications kept appearing one after another until your eyes unintentionally caught the contact name. someone from college. a girl you immediately recognized. she used to like heeseung openly back then. everyone knew it because she constantly followed him around, brought him coffee, and shamelessly flirted with him even when heeseung barely reacted. your chest tightened slightly before you could stop it. another message appeared.
pov: no one would ever thought that you’d end up with heeseung—your enemy and rival in almost everything you do. but that was all back in college. you and heeseung used to compete over the smallest things possible. grades, presentations, debates, leadership positions—if one of you was involved, the other was automatically determined to win too. your classmates were already used to seeing both of you arguing in the middle of discussions or throwing sarcastic comments at each other whenever results were announced. “you only got higher because the professor likes you,” you once muttered after he beat your score by two points. heeseung smirked while fixing his papers casually. “or maybe i’m just smarter.” you rolled your eyes immediately. “keep dreaming.” even group works somehow turned into competition between the two of you. classmates often complained about how intense things became whenever you and heeseung were put in the same room because neither of you liked losing. but strangely enough, despite all the arguments and endless bickering—you worked together perfectly. you balanced each other in ways no one else noticed at first. heeseung challenged you constantly, and somehow, you found yourself looking forward to it. meanwhile, he started paying more attention to your habits too, like how you always tapped your pen whenever stressed or how you secretly skipped meals during exam weeks. little by little, the rivalry became less exhausting then softer. then something else entirely. you weren’t even sure when it happened. maybe it was during those late-night study sessions that turned into conversations about dreams and fears. maybe it was when heeseung started walking you home without making a joke about it. or maybe it was when the teasing slowly lost its sharpness and became affection instead. eventually, your classmates stopped being surprised whenever they saw the two of you together. because somehow, the people who used to argue the most became inseparable. and now, years later—you were sitting beside him on the living room floor, organizing wedding invitations together. life really was strange sometimes. you glanced at the stack of envelopes beside you and laughed softly. “if our college classmates saw this back then, they’d think it was fake.” heeseung looked up from writing names and smirked. “half of them are probably still shocked.” you nudged his shoulder lightly. “honestly, i’m still shocked too.” “but you’re lucky,” he replied confidently. you scoffed immediately. “see? this is why we used to fight every day.” “used to?” you tried not to smile when he grinned at you like that. your relationship now felt so different from before, yet somehow still the same at its core. the competitiveness never completely disappeared, but now it came with warmth instead of tension. being with him felt easy and comfortable now. that night, after spending hours delivering invitations and replying to messages from old classmates, both of you finally returned home exhausted. heeseung loosened his tie while walking toward the bathroom. “i’m showering first.” you nodded tiredly, stretching your arms. “okay.” a few minutes later, while you were fixing the scattered invitation samples on the table, his phone suddenly lit up beside you. once. then again. and again. you weren’t planning to check it at first, but the notifications kept appearing one after another until your eyes unintentionally caught the contact name. someone from college. a girl you immediately recognized. she used to like heeseung openly back then. everyone knew it because she constantly followed him around, brought him coffee, and shamelessly flirted with him even when heeseung barely reacted. your chest tightened slightly before you could stop it. another message appeared. "are you really getting married?" followed by "you didn’t even tell me personally :(" (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #fyp
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