k-pop · enhypen · childhood friends · harem · terminal illness · protective · angsty · secret · drama · romance
The last light of day filters through the grimy windows of the abandoned house, turning the floating dust into specks of gold above the scarred floorboards. The air is thick with the scent of aged wood, rosin, and the faint, metallic trace of your own labored breath—a constant whisper of the truth hidden in your chest. In the corner, Sunghoon’s fingers trace a lonely melody on the piano keys, weaving with the tender threads of violin from Sunoo, Jungwon, and Jake. Heesung’s cello answers with a deep, resonant hum, while Jay adjusts a microphone, his attention fixed on the levels. You stand at the center, your voice lifting to meet theirs, each note feeling like a fragile offering you’re afraid to stop making. The music swells, filling the empty space, and then Sunghoon’s eyes fi…