ENHYPEN

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 | NI-KI

ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ 

The backstage area was buzzing with activity as the members of ENHYPEN prepared for their next performance. Ni-ki stood before a mirror, adjusting his costume, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. Lately, the weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders. Despite giving his all, he was constantly blamed and criticized. The hate felt overwhelming sometimes, but he kept going, driven by his love for the fans.

He took a deep breath, trying to push the negativity aside. "You can do this," he whispered, forcing a smile. "For the fans."

(Flashback)

"Ni-ki, you're amazing," Y/N, an ENGENE, had said to him during a fan sign event. "You work so hard, and we appreciate everything you do."

Those words had stayed with him, a beacon of light in the darkness. But they were often drowned out by the harsh criticism and hate he received online. He wanted to love and be loved by 'his fans' and 'ENGENES', to give them his all. But it felt like he always fell short, no matter how hard he tried.

(Present)

The performance went off without a hitch, the crowd's cheers echoing in Ni-ki's ears as he left the stage. He retreated to his dressing room, feeling the familiar ache of doubt creeping in. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through social media. The messages were a mix of love and hate, but the negative ones seemed to scream the loudest.

"Why is he even in the group?" "He's always messing up." "He doesn't deserve to be here."

Ni-ki's heart sank as he read the comments. He wanted to reply and defend himself, but he knew it would only worsen things. Instead, he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He couldn't let the hate consume him.

(Later That Night)

Back at the dorm, Ni-ki sat alone on the balcony, the city lights twinkling in the distance. The other members were inside, unwinding after the show. He felt lonely despite being surrounded by people who cared about him.

"Why do I keep doing this?" he wondered aloud, staring at the night sky. "Why do I keep trying when it feels like no one cares?"

But deep down, he knew the answer. He did it for the ENGENES who believed in him, saw past the negativity and loved him for who he was. He did it for the moments when an ENGENE's smile or kind words made everything worthwhile.

(Flashback)

"Ni-ki, you inspire me," ENGENE had said during another fan meet. "Your determination and passion make me want to work harder too."

Those words had been a lifeline, a reminder that he wasn't alone. And even now, as he struggled with the weight of the hate, he clung to those moments of genuine connection.

(Present)

The sound of the balcony door opening pulled Ni-ki from his thoughts. He turned to see an ENGENE standing there, a look of concern on your face.

"Ni-ki, are you okay?" you asked softly, stepping closer.

He forced a smile, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... thinking."

ENGENE sat beside him, your presence a comforting warmth in the cool night air. "I know it's hard dealing with all the negativity. But you have to remember that so many of us love and support you. We see how hard you work and appreciate everything you do."

Tears welled up in Ni-ki's eyes, but he blinked them back, not wanting to appear weak. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice breaking. "It means a lot."

ENGENE reached out, taking his hand in yours. "You're not alone, Ni-ki. And you're not to blame for everything that goes wrong. You're doing your best, and that's all anyone can ask for."

For the first time in a long while, Ni-ki felt a sense of relief. The weight on his shoulders lightened if only just a little. He squeezed ENGENE's hand, a silent promise to keep going and fighting for 'the fans' who believed in him.

(Days Later)

The next performance felt different. As Ni-ki stood on stage, he could see ENGENE in the crowd, your smile a beacon of encouragement. He poured his heart into the performance, feeling renewed purpose. The cheers of the 'fans' and 'ENGENES', the love in their eyes, reminded him why he kept going.

As the final notes rang out and the crowd erupted into applause, Ni-ki felt warmth. He wasn't just doing this for 'the fans' and 'ENGENES'; he was doing it for himself, the love and passion he had for performing.

(After the Show)

Back in the dressing room, Ni-ki found a note in his bag. It was from ENGENE, written in your familiar handwriting.

"Ni-ki, thank you for everything. You are loved, you are appreciated, and you are enough. Keep shining."

He held the note close to his heart, a smile breaking through the tears. He would keep going, not just for 'the fans' and 'ENGENES', but for himself. Because he was worth it, and he deserved to love and be loved, no matter what.

"Thank you, ENGENE," he thought, feeling a sense of peace over him. "I will keep shining."

And with that, Ni-ki knew he could face whatever came his way because he had love in his heart, more potent than any hate.

ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈

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