FATAL TROUBLE (ENHYPEN REVERSE HAREM)

Part 47 A same story

The girl's expression softened, and she gently squeezed your shoulder. "You're carrying a lot," she said. "It's okay to feel overwhelmed. But falling for them... it doesn't make you a bad person."

Her words gave you a sliver of comfort, but the weight of your emotions remained heavy. You sat there, feeling both relieved and vulnerable, as she stayed by your side, her presence grounding you amidst the chaos in your heart.

The room grew quieter after you spilled your heart out, your thoughts spinning in every direction. The girl sat beside you, her calm demeanor like an anchor keeping you steady. For a while, she simply watched you, her eyes filled with something you couldn't place-understanding, perhaps, or maybe familiarity.

Suddenly, as if the question had been building inside you all along, you gripped her hand tightly and stared into her eyes. "Is it wrong to fall for seven of them?" you asked, your voice trembling. "Am I doing something terrible?"

For a second, her expression didn't change, but then she started laughing-a low, melodic sound that filled the room. She shook her head, her laughter softening as she reached out to gently pat your hand. "Oh, you're adorable," she said, her eyes twinkling.

You blinked at her, startled. "What's so funny?"

Still chuckling, she tilted her head. "Who's your favorite idol group?"

The question caught you off guard, and you hesitated before replying, "NCT and Enhypen. But I love Enhypen more-they're closer to my age."

She raised an eyebrow at you, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Enhypen, huh? How fitting." She nodded to herself, then reached over to pat your head. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"

Before you could question her further, she leaned back and sighed, as if preparing herself to share something personal. "You know," she began, "your story reminds me of my own. It's... eerily similar, actually."

Your curiosity piqued, you leaned closer. "What do you mean?"

She smiled, but there was a hint of wistfulness in her expression. "Let's just say, I've been where you are. Falling for more than one person, caught between emotions that don't seem to make sense. And trust me, it's not a sin. Falling in love-whether it's with one person or seven-is never wrong. What matters is how you handle it and how they feel about you in return."

Her words brought a sliver of comfort, but the weight of your situation still pressed heavily on your chest. "But they're so... possessive," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "And competitive with each other. Their moods change so often. It's overwhelming."

She observed you closely, noticing the way your brows furrowed and your lips trembled with frustration. "You're confused," she said gently, "and maybe even scared. That's normal. Love can be messy, especially when there are so many people involved. But if they love you back the way you're describing, then there's a way to make it work."

"How?" you asked, desperation creeping into your tone.

Her smile widened as she leaned closer. "I'll help you with that."

Her words startled you, and you sat up straighter. "But... why? Why are you helping me? And who are you, really?"

Instead of answering, she simply smiled at you again, her expression unreadable. Standing up, she dusted off her clothes and turned to face you fully. "Come on," she said, holding out a hand. "Won't you introduce me to your lovers?"

Your eyes went wide at her choice of words. "L-Lovers?" you stammered, heat rising to your cheeks.

She chuckled, pulling you to your feet. "What else would you call them?"

"I don't think..."

"Trust me, I know that feeling when...you're finally in love."

Her confident tone left you speechless, and as she led you towards the door, you couldn't help but wonder-just who was this woman? And why did she seem to know exactly what you were going through?

....*....

The venue hummed with the soft murmur of conversations, the clink of glasses, and the occasional bursts of laughter. At a corner table near the window, Jungwon, Sunoo, and Niki sat waiting, their expressions a mix of worry and impatience.

Jungwon tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, glancing at his phone every few seconds. "She should've been here by now," he muttered under his breath, his brows knitted together.

"Maybe she's stuck for any girl's problem," Sunoo suggested, though his tone was more hopeful than confident. He leaned back in his chair, looking towards the hallway for what felt like the hundredth time.

The other hyungs, scattered across the venue with their fathers, were busy in conversation, seemingly unaware of the trio's growing concern. Niki, however, couldn't sit still. He drummed his fingers on his knee, his sharp eyes scanning the room.

"She met Heeseung hyung as he said and then might be, there's something they talked about for his behavior and she is somewhere," Jungwon added, his voice tight. "What if something happened?"

Sunoo placed a hand on Jungwon's shoulder. "Relax. You're overthinking it. I'm sure she's fine."

But Niki suddenly stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. "I'm going to find her," he declared, his voice firm and resolute.

Jungwon and Sunoo looked up at him, surprised. "Are you sure?" Sunoo asked. "We could wait a little longer-"

"No," Niki interrupted, shaking his head. "I can't just sit here doing nothing. What if she's lost or needs help?"

Before they could protest, Niki strode towards the hallway, determination written all over his face. Jungwon and Sunoo exchanged worried glances before deciding to follow. They weren't about to let him go alone-and besides, they all shared the same unease.

Ella, we told you to stay with us. Now who are you with?

So, as per the above chapter...There's a lot of spoilers and stuff, I guess some of you are aware of it. AND YEAH THE ADDITIONAL CHARACTERS HAVE ALREADY MADE THEIR APPEARANCES BUT I HAVENT REVEALED THEIR NAME YET COZ ELLA WILL BE OVERLOADED WITH EMOTIONS IN NEXT CHAPTER🙂

HAPPY 4th ANNIVERSARY MY BOYS🥳