Chaconne | ENHYPEN

|Delivery|

"I have a delivery for you!"

"Come in!"

Two delivery men rushed through the doors, leaving large bouquets of dead flowers by the large mirror.

"Have a good day, ma'am!"

"Than--*slam*

"--k you kindly"

Letting out a harsh breath, she makes her way over to the flowers, noticing how each one stood out on their own. What stood out the most to her was that there were specifically seven bouquets.

"Hmm," she let out quietly as she picked up a flower.

*knock knock knock*

"It's open!"

"Jeoju, my darling dahlia!"

"About ti--ahh!"

Jeoju dropped the dead plant as she was quickly picked up from the ground and was spun in circles, holding on tight.

"Chris, I told you my hips hurt when you do that!"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it, you know how I love to surprise you."

"I can see that."

Chris sets her down and notices the intriguing flowers that crave life.

"What's with death in the corner?"

"I don't know, delivery a few moments before you arrived."

"Odd."

"Mmhm."

Dry responses were all that filled the room, and it was starting to get more awkward as seconds went by without anything happening.

"So, Chris, what'd you need?"

Chris wanders the extravagant room and takes notice of the obvious mirror, walking up to it to admire his looks.

"Elaborate."

Jeoju furrows her brows at his sour response before scoffing under her breath, "There must've been a reason for you to come by, isn't there?"

7 Days Before

"Hi, Chris! Anything you need?"

"Nah, I just miss seeing your face is all."

6 Days Before

"Hello, Chris, did you leave something?

"Nope, I just wanted to see my angel."

5 Days Before

"Hello, Chris! Something happened?"

"Of course not. Why?"

"Just curious."

4 Days Before

"Can I help you, Chris?"

"No, I just wanted to come see that fabulous face."

3 Days Before

"What do you need from me this time?"

"Absolutely nothing, my dear."

The Other Day

"Hello again."

"Hello, my dear."

Yesterday

"What do you want?"

"For you to stand there with your glorious beauty."

All Jeoju could think about were the numerous times Chris had decided to come to the dressing room announced, not wanting anything but to see her, and it was starting to make her uncomfortable and decided to say something about it.

"Chris?"

He turns away from the mirror to give his attention to her as he grazes his bottom lip with his hand.

"Yes, my little flicker of light?"

Jeoju silently cringes at the dumb pet name and tries to move on with the conversation.

"Look, I appreciate your company, but I can't have you come here every day unannounced."

Chris squints at this and silences himself.

"I...also don't feel comfortable with you...calling me names and treating me like I'm yours."

Chris looks down at his moving feet before licking his lips and begins to move forward towards Jeoju.

This makes her nervous, picking at her fingers, not knowing what to do with them as she tries her best to remain collected, trying to drop the hint that she doesn't really want Chris around her.

"Who is he?"