Kim Namjoon - I don't believe in love, and if you are looking for that in me and us, then you should stop right here, Y/N.
Y/N - I'm not searching for love either, and I don't want you to feel anything special for me.
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Y/N - Why don't you i...
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As Hannie stepped outside and closed the door behind him, a wave of unease washed over him. He couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something wasn't right. The sight of Y/N's phone in Joon's hand kept replaying in his mind, fueling his growing sense of unease.
"Why does Joon have Y/N's phone? Was she with him before coming home?"Hannie pondered, his mind racing with questions. He tried to brush off the unsettling thoughts, reminding himself that Joon was just a friend looking out for Y/N's well-being. Yet, a part of him couldn't shake the feeling of unease.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Hannie made his way towards the elevator, his mind still clouded with worry.
The elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and Hannie stepped out into the lobby, his mind still swirling with unanswered questions. With a heavy sigh, he came to the parking area, sat in his car, and then drove straight to the HYBE.
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Hannie's POV I wish Y/N's health was better, I wish she could come with me, I wish I had expressed my feelings to her earlier so that Riyo wouldn't have entered her life, and I wouldn't be so worried now. If only I had shared my feelings with Y/N before Riyo came, life might have been different now.
Hannie's mind wandered into a realm of imagination, envisioning how life would be if he had shared his feelings with Y/N earlier.
I would treat her like a princess. It pains me to think that she's having dreams where everyone is leaving her. I would show her what true love is.
Every morning would start with Y/N in my arms. I'd kiss her forehead as she wakes up and wouldn't let her go, holding her close. We'd playfully argue about who made us late, but I'd make breakfast while she gets ready. We'd wear matching outfits when we go out, and I'd shower her with love, even feeding her breakfast myself.
I know I already do all this, but she still sees me as a boy, not a man. I want to show her my manly side, but only to her. There are a lot of trainees who try to hit on her, which I hate. I warn them all clearly to stay away from MY GIRL, MY WOMAN.
