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pov: you and jungwon had known each other since you were five. he was the kid who shared his crayons with you on the first day of kindergarten. the boy who walked you home after school and the one person in the world who always made space for you in his life, even before either of you knew what that meant. and now, years later, he was your boyfriend. what made it special was that nothing really changed.   you still stole his hoodies, he still teased you about your handwriting, you still argued over the stupidest things and then laughed about them ten minutes later. loving jungwon felt the same as growing up with him—familiar, warm, safe. your relationship didn’t erase the friendship. it rested on it, grew from it, bloomed because of it. you weren’t just lovers. you were still each other’s best friend. the fight came out of nowhere. it started with something tiny—so tiny you almost forgot what the argument was even about. something like him forgetting to update you about plans. something like you being tired and taking it the wrong way. something that wouldn’t have mattered on any other day. but that day, it mattered. “you could’ve just told me,” you said, crossing your arms. “i didn’t think it was a big deal,” jungwon replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “it was nothing.” “it wasn’t nothing to me.” jungwon sighed—a long, frustrated sound you rarely heard from him. and that hurt more than the argument itself. he never got frustrated with you.   he was always patient.   but that night, he snapped just a little. “why are you making this such a big problem?” he said, voice firmer than usual. “it was just one small thing.” you felt your chest tighten. “i’m not making it a problem,” you whispered. “i just wanted you to tell me.” he rolled his eyes—just slightly, but it was enough. it stung. “i can’t report every detail of my day to you. that’s ridiculous.” the words hit harder than he expected. your stomach twisted. “so now i’m ridiculous?” jungwon froze. “no. that’s not—I didn’t mean it like—” but you were already taking a step back. “i need some space,” you said quietly. and this time, jungwon didn’t follow. it was the first time you’d ever walked away from each other like that. the silence that followed was heavy. jungwon texted you three times that evening. are you okay?   i didn’t mean to say it like that.   please talk to me. you read every message, but you didn’t reply. your heart hurt too much. around 11 p.m., there was a soft knock on your door. you debated ignoring it. but your chest already knew who it was. when you opened the door, jungwon was standing there—hair messy from running his hands through it all night, sweatshirt half-zipped, eyes tired and worried. “can i come in?” he asked quietly. you hesitated, then nodded. he stepped inside but didn’t get too close. he didn’t try to touch you. he didn’t try to pretend everything was fine. instead, he took a slow breath and spoke first. “i’m sorry.” you stayed silent. jungwon continued, voice low and rough. “i shouldn’t have dismissed your feelings. i shouldn’t have raised my voice. i shouldn’t have rolled my eyes at you. i shouldn’t have said anything that made you feel like your feelings don’t matter.” his eyes were already glossy—not crying, but close. “i messed up.” you swallowed. “you hurt me.” “i know,” he whispered. “and that’s the last thing i ever want to do.” your chest tightened. part of you wanted to forgive him immediately, because he was jungwon—your jungwon—the boy who always protected your heart. but the other part needed more.   needed to hear him understand. “why did you get so irritated?” you asked softly. jungwon’s shoulders slumped. “because… because it scared me that you were upset.” he paused. “when it’s you, i panic. i don’t want to disappoint you. so i said something stupid. something i didn’t mean.” his voice cracked on the last word. slowly, he looked up at you—eyes full of worry, frustration, guilt, love. (comsec++) this is reposted 💞#enhypen #enhypenpov #jungwonenhypen #jungwon #fyp
pov: you and jungwon had known each other since you were five. he was the kid who shared his crayons with you on the first day of kindergarten. the boy who walked you home after school and the one person in the world who always made space for you in his life, even before either of you knew what that meant. and now, years later, he was your boyfriend. what made it special was that nothing really changed. you still stole his hoodies, he still teased you about your handwriting, you still argued over the stupidest things and then laughed about them ten minutes later. loving jungwon felt the same as growing up with him—familiar, warm, safe. your relationship didn’t erase the friendship. it rested on it, grew from it, bloomed because of it. you weren’t just lovers. you were still each other’s best friend. the fight came out of nowhere. it started with something tiny—so tiny you almost forgot what the argument was even about. something like him forgetting to update you about plans. something like you being tired and taking it the wrong way. something that wouldn’t have mattered on any other day. but that day, it mattered. “you could’ve just told me,” you said, crossing your arms. “i didn’t think it was a big deal,” jungwon replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “it was nothing.” “it wasn’t nothing to me.” jungwon sighed—a long, frustrated sound you rarely heard from him. and that hurt more than the argument itself. he never got frustrated with you. he was always patient. but that night, he snapped just a little. “why are you making this such a big problem?” he said, voice firmer than usual. “it was just one small thing.” you felt your chest tighten. “i’m not making it a problem,” you whispered. “i just wanted you to tell me.” he rolled his eyes—just slightly, but it was enough. it stung. “i can’t report every detail of my day to you. that’s ridiculous.” the words hit harder than he expected. your stomach twisted. “so now i’m ridiculous?” jungwon froze. “no. that’s not—I didn’t mean it like—” but you were already taking a step back. “i need some space,” you said quietly. and this time, jungwon didn’t follow. it was the first time you’d ever walked away from each other like that. the silence that followed was heavy. jungwon texted you three times that evening. are you okay? i didn’t mean to say it like that. please talk to me. you read every message, but you didn’t reply. your heart hurt too much. around 11 p.m., there was a soft knock on your door. you debated ignoring it. but your chest already knew who it was. when you opened the door, jungwon was standing there—hair messy from running his hands through it all night, sweatshirt half-zipped, eyes tired and worried. “can i come in?” he asked quietly. you hesitated, then nodded. he stepped inside but didn’t get too close. he didn’t try to touch you. he didn’t try to pretend everything was fine. instead, he took a slow breath and spoke first. “i’m sorry.” you stayed silent. jungwon continued, voice low and rough. “i shouldn’t have dismissed your feelings. i shouldn’t have raised my voice. i shouldn’t have rolled my eyes at you. i shouldn’t have said anything that made you feel like your feelings don’t matter.” his eyes were already glossy—not crying, but close. “i messed up.” you swallowed. “you hurt me.” “i know,” he whispered. “and that’s the last thing i ever want to do.” your chest tightened. part of you wanted to forgive him immediately, because he was jungwon—your jungwon—the boy who always protected your heart. but the other part needed more. needed to hear him understand. “why did you get so irritated?” you asked softly. jungwon’s shoulders slumped. “because… because it scared me that you were upset.” he paused. “when it’s you, i panic. i don’t want to disappoint you. so i said something stupid. something i didn’t mean.” his voice cracked on the last word. slowly, he looked up at you—eyes full of worry, frustration, guilt, love. (comsec++) this is reposted 💞#enhypen #enhypenpov #jungwonenhypen #jungwon #fyp

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