oneshots for enhypen!! started: march 4th, 2023. finished: january 14th, 2024.. includes: fluff, maybe angst(?), all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling & grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real members or their personaliti...
╔══════════════════╗ YANG JUNGWON ✎ iii. insecurities ╚══════════════════╝
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Your day at work had been soulsuckingly exhausting, and all you wanted now was to cuddle with your boyfriend and get some good sleep. You hadn't even been able to text him throughout the day because of just how busy you had been.
And once you finally got off of work, you were too tired to bother, just focusing on catching the correct bus to take you home as soon as possible.
You opened the apartment door, shrugging off your bag in the hallway, not caring to put it in the correct place for now. You took off your shoes as well and threw your coat on the chair, sighing and running a hand through your hair.
Now to find where your beloved boyfriend was. You doubt he was sleeping already, but it wasn't impossible. It all depended on how exhausting his own day was.
You opened the door to your bedroom slowly, finding him sitting on the bed, blanket over him already and scrolling through his phone. You smiled at first, not noticing that anything was wrong, until you looked a little closer.
His eyes were puffy and slightly red, and there were clear tear stains on his cheeks. He looked up when he heard the door open, smiling when he saw you were back. He patted the spot on the bed next to him, silently asking for you to join him, as if nothing was wrong.
You walked to the bed, sitting down beside him and snuggling into his chest. You waited for a bit before bringing up the elephant in the room, just enjoying the hug for a few minutes in silence.
"Did something happen, baby? Don't think I didn't pick up that you were crying." You said softly, looking up to him with tired but loving eyes.
He gulped, wondering if he should lie and say it was nothing. But you would understand how he felt, right?
"I just saw this post... and I know it's stupid, but I can't help but think that they're right." He said, and you could already see the tears forming in his eyes again.
"What post?" You sat up, ruining the hug but determined to shut down Jungwon's negative thoughts.
He handed you his phone, the lengthy hate post clearly the culprit here. You skimmed through it, scoffing at each paragraph and your anger rising at the sight of the hurtful words.
"Jungwon doesn't bring anything to the team", "He's too young to be an actual leader anyway", "They should've made Heeseung or Jay the leader instead of him". The post went on with similar statements, and you knew each hateful word pierced Jungwon's heart.
You turned Jungwon's phone off, setting it far away from him, before turning back to him and hugging him again, this time much tighter.
"Do you think you're a bad leader... because of what the post said?" You asked, your hand gently combing through his hair. He nodded, looking down and resting his head on your shoulder.
"But, the post was stupid." You said simply. "They didn't have any good reason - it was mostly based on you being young. Which is true, you are young, but that doesn't mean you're any less capable."
You grabbed his hand, "Who cares if you're one of the maknaes in the team? Trust me, you are the perfect leader for Enhypen, and you do it so well." You said, the words of reassurance flowing out of your mouth as a natural response. You needed to drive your point home that Jungwon had no reason to feel insecure about this.
"Ask any of your hyungs, or Niki, or Engenes, or me... we all love and appreciate you as the leader. Heck, you placed 1st in I-Land for a reason."
"Listen," You cupped his cheek and turned his face towards yours. His eyes were big and watery, but you saw that he was hearing every word you were saying and believing them.
"I love you so much. You impress me every single day. You're mature, and smart, and talented. And it's not fair that you have to deal with this kind of hate. But if you're ever feeling sad... just know that I'm here for you. You can always come to me when you don't feel good." You said softly, staring into his eyes, making sure he knew you meant every word you said.
He stayed quiet still and you pouted, "Where's my happy, smiley boyfriend? I want him back." You prodded, smiling and trying to make the mood a bit happier.
Still nothing.
"You won't even smile?" You asked. He shook his head slightly. "Not even a little smile?" He stayed still, acting like a little kitten and just snuggling closer to you without staying a word.
You reached for his chin, tilting it up and pressing a kiss to his lips, "What about now? No?" You kissed him again.
"What about now?" You saw his lips start to curve up subtly and you smiled, pressing another kiss to them.
3rd time's the charm, as you were rewarded with his cute smile finally.
"There it is. And my dimples too." You said fondly, pointing out his dimples that appeared with his smile.
You let him rest his head back on your shoulder, urging him to fall asleep since he was tired. You played with his hair softly, and your presence alone was enough to make him feel a million times better.
He was just about to drift off to sleep, his eyes closed and a small smile still on his face, "I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
He soon fell asleep, and you followed not long after, still curled up together under the blankets.
