ENHYPEN Oneshots

Diamond | Yang Jungwon

FLUFF | Comfort | Quality Time | Hugging | Hand Holding | Song: Drunk Dazed |

You were a diamond for him, he loved you. Arguably one of the most valuable people he knows.

He loves you rotten to the core. Loves to spend time with you, even if it's just as simple as watching a movie together, cleaning, cooking, laying in bed, holding hands while walking.

He loved going on walks with you, just holding hands, walking beside the Han river or down the street in the evening summer sun, just talking about life.

He loves your voice. Those happy squeals, the little pitch in your voice everytime you speak about something that made you happy.
He kmows your voice well enough to detect when you're having a bad day. He doesn't understand it either, but on weeks where you guys aren't together and do your daily phone calls—because you guys literally can't stay away from each other—he can detect from just your voice that your day was bad.

He listens. He isn't annoying, like other men, always dishing out useless advice, when all women want is a listening ear. Jungwon knows when to give you that extra push to regain your confidence or to listen quietly and maintain eye contact.

He knows it flusters the shit out of you, but it's the only way he can reassure you that yes he's listening and no you're not alone, he's available and ready to help, "Just say the words, honey." He whispered in a soft, sophorific voice, pulling you in for a hug, wrapping his an arm around your wait while the other fixes the stray hairs off your face.

Laying down on the couch, snuggles uo close to each other, your head on his chest, legs intertwined with one another, as you continue ranting about what made you unhappy.

The warm tea he had prepared for the both of you, cooling down on the coffee table, the window letting in the gentle chilled zephyr that roams the streets at night, his slow heartbeat thumping in your ears, calming you down, lulling you to sleep, with streaks of dried up tears graced your adorable cheeks.

He carefully picks you up and carries you to bed, laying down beside you, as his hands never left yours, still holding on as a silent "I will always be there for you, listening to you, even when you think no ones there for you, I'm here."