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La cara que hace de desesperación 😂
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jajaja si soy 😂😂😂
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pov: heeseung was your brother’s close friend—the quiet, cool guitarist from their band that had become somewhat of a sensation in your university. he had this aura —the kind that drew people in without him trying. and maybe that’s what got you first. or maybe it was simply the way he held his guitar, fingers dancing effortlessly across the strings like it was second nature. you never told him you liked him. never said a word. but your glances lingered longer than they should have, and your smiles were always a little brighter when he was around. especially since he and his bandmates often came over to your house for band practice. it was the perfect excuse to be around him. one afternoon, you came home earlier than usual, music playing through your headphones. as you turned the corner into the living room, you stopped in your tracks. heeseung was there—sitting casually on the sofa, tuning his guitar. he hadn’t noticed you at first. you pulled off your headphones and greeted him with the most genuine smile you could manage. “hey, heeseung!” he looked up briefly, eyes flicking to yours. a small nod. no words. no smile. your heart sank just a little, but you covered it with a laugh and walked past him to your room. once the door closed behind you, you fell back onto your bed, giggling softly. even with his cold response, just seeing him had your heart fluttering. maybe you were being obvious… but maybe that was the point. after an hour alone, boredom set in. you heard the soft strumming of a guitar from the practice room, so you followed the sound. you were hoping it was heeseung. but when you peeked inside, it was jay— another band member—playing alone while your brother scrolled on his phone nearby. “hey,” you said, stepping in. “can someone teach me how to play?” your brother looked up and grinned. “sure, we’re on break anyway.” you expected heeseung to volunteer. instead, jay stood up and patted the spot next to him. “i’ll teach you.” you hesitated. heeseung was sitting in the corner, quietly typing something on his phone, not even sparing you a glance. something about that made your chest tighten. you tried to shake it off. jay was kind and patient, explaining the basics while placing your fingers on the strings. you focused on him, trying not to steal too many glances at heeseung—but it was hard not to. and then, just as jay complimented how quickly you were learning, you looked up… and froze. heeseung was staring at you. not just staring—glaring. his eyes held something sharp, something unreadable, and your stomach twisted in confusion. did he… hate seeing you with jay? you quickly turned your attention back to the guitar, your smile faltering slightly. moments later, your phone buzzed in your lap. a message. from heeseung. “earlier u were also smiling at me like that.”
“i’m disappointed to see u smile at him like how u smile whenever u greet me.” your eyes widened. your heart skipped a beat. you looked up, and heeseung was staring at you again. intense. unblinking. and then he dropped his gaze and began typing on his phone again. another message popped up. “i can teach u better than him.” your cheeks flushed. you could feel the heat rise to your ears. trying to keep it together, you stood abruptly, muttered a quick “i’ll be right back,” and rushed to the bathroom. once inside, you shut the door and silently screamed into your hands. your heart was pounding so hard it echoed in your ears. was heeseung… jealous? you splashed water on your face and took a few deep breaths, then finally stepped out. what you didn’t expect was to see heeseung leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. your feet froze. “are you playing with me?” his voice was low, serious. “h-huh?” you blinked, unsure what he meant. he pushed off the wall, taking a step closer. “showing interest in me, then flirting with jay now, huh?” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #HEESEUNG #leeheeseung #LEEHEESEUNG #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites
pov: heeseung was your brother’s close friend—the quiet, cool guitarist from their band that had become somewhat of a sensation in your university. he had this aura —the kind that drew people in without him trying. and maybe that’s what got you first. or maybe it was simply the way he held his guitar, fingers dancing effortlessly across the strings like it was second nature. you never told him you liked him. never said a word. but your glances lingered longer than they should have, and your smiles were always a little brighter when he was around. especially since he and his bandmates often came over to your house for band practice. it was the perfect excuse to be around him. one afternoon, you came home earlier than usual, music playing through your headphones. as you turned the corner into the living room, you stopped in your tracks. heeseung was there—sitting casually on the sofa, tuning his guitar. he hadn’t noticed you at first. you pulled off your headphones and greeted him with the most genuine smile you could manage. “hey, heeseung!” he looked up briefly, eyes flicking to yours. a small nod. no words. no smile. your heart sank just a little, but you covered it with a laugh and walked past him to your room. once the door closed behind you, you fell back onto your bed, giggling softly. even with his cold response, just seeing him had your heart fluttering. maybe you were being obvious… but maybe that was the point. after an hour alone, boredom set in. you heard the soft strumming of a guitar from the practice room, so you followed the sound. you were hoping it was heeseung. but when you peeked inside, it was jay— another band member—playing alone while your brother scrolled on his phone nearby. “hey,” you said, stepping in. “can someone teach me how to play?” your brother looked up and grinned. “sure, we’re on break anyway.” you expected heeseung to volunteer. instead, jay stood up and patted the spot next to him. “i’ll teach you.” you hesitated. heeseung was sitting in the corner, quietly typing something on his phone, not even sparing you a glance. something about that made your chest tighten. you tried to shake it off. jay was kind and patient, explaining the basics while placing your fingers on the strings. you focused on him, trying not to steal too many glances at heeseung—but it was hard not to. and then, just as jay complimented how quickly you were learning, you looked up… and froze. heeseung was staring at you. not just staring—glaring. his eyes held something sharp, something unreadable, and your stomach twisted in confusion. did he… hate seeing you with jay? you quickly turned your attention back to the guitar, your smile faltering slightly. moments later, your phone buzzed in your lap. a message. from heeseung. “earlier u were also smiling at me like that.”
“i’m disappointed to see u smile at him like how u smile whenever u greet me.” your eyes widened. your heart skipped a beat. you looked up, and heeseung was staring at you again. intense. unblinking. and then he dropped his gaze and began typing on his phone again. another message popped up. “i can teach u better than him.” your cheeks flushed. you could feel the heat rise to your ears. trying to keep it together, you stood abruptly, muttered a quick “i’ll be right back,” and rushed to the bathroom. once inside, you shut the door and silently screamed into your hands. your heart was pounding so hard it echoed in your ears. was heeseung… jealous? you splashed water on your face and took a few deep breaths, then finally stepped out. what you didn’t expect was to see heeseung leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. your feet froze. “are you playing with me?” his voice was low, serious. “h-huh?” you blinked, unsure what he meant. he pushed off the wall, taking a step closer. “showing interest in me, then flirting with jay now, huh?” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #HEESEUNG #leeheeseung #LEEHEESEUNG #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites

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