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۶ৎ Enhypen's Oneshot Collection
ⓘ in which, a collection of Enhypen oneshots weaves together a tapestry of fluff and angst, with each member portrayed in extraordinary and enthralling narratives.
⤷ cover and story o...
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(this is a simple pov, and it literally have nothing to do with idols in reality, I wrote it based off the personality traits I've figured out from the online content present)
POV : Lee Heeseung
From the moment Heeseung’s eyes met yours, he knew you were his. It wasn’t just love—it was something darker, something obsessive that twisted in his chest every time you smiled at anyone else.
Every word you spoke to others felt like a betrayal. Every laugh that wasn’t meant for him drove him to madness.
Heeseung was the quiet type, the one who never seemed too eager or desperate. But it wasn’t that he didn’t feel it. No, he felt everything, and every emotion was cranked to an unbearable level.
When you were close, he would mask his obsession with a soft smile, the perfect mask of sweetness and charm. But when you weren’t looking, his eyes would follow you everywhere. His gaze would linger longer than necessary, and he would imagine, just for a moment, what it would be like if you were his and only his.
His love for you wasn’t normal. He didn’t just want to hold your hand, kiss you, or be close. No, he wanted your soul. He wanted to be the center of your world, the only person you would ever need.
Every other person in your life was a threat, a rival he couldn’t tolerate. When someone got too close to you, a sharp, gnawing feeling took over, urging him to do whatever it took to eliminate them.
It started with small things—accidental bumps into your friends, sabotaging your plans so that you’d need him. But it escalated quickly. He’d sneak into your room when you weren’t home, rearranging your things just to breathe in your scent, to feel closer to you.
His thoughts consumed him—how to make you his. How to isolate you, protect you, keep you safe from the world that didn’t deserve you.
One day, you’d look at him, and he’d be there, just behind you, too close to breathe. And you’d realize—there was no escape. Not now. Not ever.
POV : Park Jongseong
Jay was always the charming one, the perfect balance of warmth and aloofness. On the surface, he was the epitome of confidence, with his effortless smile and easygoing demeanor.
But beneath that polished exterior, something darker simmered—something only you could unknowingly stir with the slightest glance, the softest laugh, or the smallest gesture of kindness.
