@jayaein_: pov: “i’m not jealous at all,” sunghoon swore to you but couldn’t even meet your gaze. “well, if that’s what you say then,” you shrugged. the conversation ended there, but it stayed in your mind far longer than you expected. because honestly? you didn’t believe him. not even a little. sunghoon had said the words too quickly. his answer came almost immediately, as if he’d already prepared it before you even finished asking. the thing was, you hadn’t asked because you were genuinely worried. you were teasing him. your boss had dropped you off after a company dinner the night before, and you casually mentioned it to sunghoon afterward. you expected at least some reaction. maybe a small frown. maybe a sarcastic comment. anything. Instead, he simply nodded and said, “that's nice.” that’s nice. you’d stared at him for a full ten seconds after that. then you deliberately pushed further. “my boss is actually pretty handsome.” sunghoon nearly dropped the spoon he was holding. but somehow still managed to answer. “good for him.” which only made you more suspicious. because if he truly wasn’t jealous, why did he suddenly become so interested in stirring his coffee? afterward, you continued teasing him throughout the evening. sunghoon denied everything. every single time. yet somehow his ears kept turning red. still, he never admitted it. and now, the next morning, you found yourself staring at your phone, waiting. no good morning text, no random message, and no meme. you frowned, because sunghoon always texted first. always. even on busy days. especially on busy days. yet today? nothing. you placed your phone down, then picked it up again two minutes later. still nothing. a sigh escaped your lips. “maybe he’s busy.” you told yourself that. then repeated it another five times throughout the morning. unfortunately, it didn’t help. by lunchtime, you were still checking your phone. by afternoon, you were annoyed. and by the time work ended—you were convinced he was doing this on purpose. outside the office building, rain poured heavily from the sky. the streets were crowded. umbrellas filled the sidewalks. cars moved slowly through traffic and unfortunately, you had forgotten your own umbrella. you stood beneath the entrance while wrapping your arms around yourself. the weather had become colder. you checked your phone again. still nothing. your irritation somehow grew. “fine.” you muttered. “don’t text me.” a familiar voice interrupted your thoughts. “talking to yourself?” you turned. your boss stood beside you, holding an umbrella. he smiled politely. “still waiting?” you nodded. “unfortunately.” he glanced toward the rain. “looks like it’ll take a while.” before you could answer, another strong gust of wind made you shiver. your boss immediately noticed. “you’re freezing.” “i’m okay.” “you don’t look okay.” you laughed softly, he shook his head before removing his coat. “here.” your eyes widened. “no, it’s okay.” “take it.” “really, sir—” before the coat could even reach your shoulders—a car suddenly stopped in front of the building. both of you turned, the driver’s door opened. then someone stepped out holding a black umbrella. your heart immediately recognized him before your brain did. sunghoon. his expression remained calm. which was usually dangerous. he walked toward you without hesitation. rain bounced off the umbrella while his gaze briefly landed on your boss. then on the coat, then back to you. “hi.” you blinked. “sunghoon.” your boss looked between the two of you. then immediately smiled. “boyfriend?” sunghoon answered before you could. “yes.” your stomach flipped. the answer came a little too quickly. your boss laughed. “that explains everything.” sunghoon smiled politely, the kind of smile that wasn’t really a smile. “thank you for looking after her.” “of course.” the atmosphere suddenly felt strange. not hostile. just… tense. your boss seemed to notice too. (comsec++) #enhypenpov #enhypen #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp

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