ENHYPEN Oneshots

Scream | Yang Jungwon

FLUFF | Situationship | Bestfriends to Lovers | Mentions of arguing | Little violence | Kissing | Confession | One smoll Suggestive joke at the end | Song: Bite Me |

"Are you sure about this?" He giggled, doing a horrible job at hiding his devilish grin.

You nod, closing your eyes you sigh before reopening them. Taken aback by the sudden change in your attitude, kinda turned him on, your eyes darkened, seriousness clouded your gaze with a silver lining of mischief, a huge switch up from your previous smiley cheeky eyes-brimming-with-life gaze.

"Ready?" He whispered holding you close in his arms, both of you shut your eyes before...

"OKAY, 3 2 1 GO!" Sunghoon yelled from a distance.

Jungwon shoved you to the ground, glaring down at your frail figure. You landed next to emptoed wine bottles and beer cans, wincing at the pain all you could do was stare at the ground in disbelief.

Heavy breaths, he muttered through gritted teeth. "Did you tell her?" His jaw clenched as he watched you pick yourself up from the ground. Face facing the ground, fists clenched, he just watched with his arms crossed.

Tapping his foot, he yelled in a voice that echoed throughout the room, startling everyone there. "DID YOU TELL HER-"

You clutch an empty wine bottle from the floor and slam its body into the nearest table, breaking it in half, shards flew everywhere. You felt it graze the soft skin on your arm, but you couldn't care less. Pointing the broken bottle at him. "YANG JUNGWON." Your voice loud, stern and angry.

You stood there seething, before Heeseung clapped. "ALRIGHT, CUT! Good job guys."

"Oh my goodness, are you alright?" He hurried over, worry written all over his face. He looked adorable.

"Yeah, I'm good." You glance down at your cut. "Kinda scratched up though." You laugh, looking around the room. Heeseung took the bottle out of your hand, throwing it away, replacing it with a clean napkin.

"You did way better than what I imagined." Hee complimented you, walking back to Jay and Sunghoon, who were laying back on the couch rewatching the footage Jay captured on Hoon's Canon camera.

"WOAH, that was amazing!" Sunghoon gave you a thumbs up and a happy smile.

"Oh wow, you're like really really good at acting." Jay complimented you, his eyes shifted from you to the man pouting behind you. "You also did very well, Won."

"Yeah, that scream scared me." Sunoo laughed, walking in with take out.

"What did I miss?" Jake rushed in.

"Yeah, me too." Niki hurried in after him, both had drinks in hand for everyone.

While Heeseung filled the other three in on what took place for the ten minutes they were away, Sunghoon briefed you and Jungwon on the script, while you guys munched on some fresh cup noodles.

"So, uhm, you guys will have to kiss in the next-"

"WHAT?" You were too stunned to speak. The two of you glance at each other, and you look at his plush lips, the idea that you will feel THOSE lips on your own?!?!? You might as well faint.

So far, everything went according to the script in very accurate detail, thanks to Jungwon, and you may or may not have improvised a scene or two, making it better.

"Uhm, yeah..." He stammered. He, Jay and Sunghoon, but mainly Jungwon. wrote the script for this part of their little short movie project.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you. You don't have to, though it's kinda important to the plot an-"

"Okay, can't be that bad." You shrug, trying your best to act normal.

He grins, and then it hits him. "Wha-WHAT DO YOU MEAN CAN'T BE THAT BA-"

Now, how could he be mad? He just watched you cackle at him, your smile is something he cannot miss, if he doesn't hear your voice for a day he might loose his mind, your laugh always shuts him up, he just wants to listen to it, it just fills him with so much joy.

He playfully slaps your shoulder, you retaliate by slapping his and then a slap war begins which somehow ends with you two playing patty cake, while the rest of them rearrange the set.

"How's the cut?"

"Can't even feel it, so pretty good. Anyways...who wrote this part in?"

They all, literally every single soul in the room, even the flys stopped buzzing, look at Jungwon, who just braced a cheeky grin.

Taking accountability for his actions, as a gentleman would.

"Alright then, perfect." You face him, the rest of them either went to eat or to discuss something else. Busy talking, no one paid attention to that cheeky wink he sent your way. "What did you have in mind," You lean back on the couch, eyes never leaving his. "Wonnie~" His name rolling off your tongue.

Oh, how he'd die a man with no regrets listening to you calling him Wonnie every night before bed, every morning before even brushing your teeth just there in bed with him.

He glanced away, brought his hand up to cover his mouth as he felt his cheeks warm up, tummy doing summersaults and mind blanking.

He groaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head before snapping back to yours. He smirked, watching how shamelessly you were staring him down.

"Can you guys not do it so obviously?" Sunoo side eyed, in a disapproving tone, lips thin as he shook his head, slurping up some noodles.

"How about you two go get a room and practice, we still have some time." Jake joked, as Niki ushered the two of you into another room.

Having the door slammed shut behind you, the two of you stood in another, much darker, smaller, secluded room.

Though, the studio was dimly lit, this place had no lights on. Only source was the other room's lamp lights spilling through under the shut door.

"So~?"

"So what, sweetheart?"

"Wanna...y'know, kiss?" He tilted his head, catty eyes staring down and yours, the ends of his lips tugging into a smile.

"Sure, we do need to practice, I guess." You shrug, not thinking it through until you felt him step closer, his left hand sought solace on your waist, while the other tilted your chin up.

And then, he finally said what both of you were thinking. In a quieter voice, he wondered a-loud. "Wait...are we supposed to do this?"

"I don't think I can see you as my bestfriend after this...kiss." You whisper, your right hand reach up to caress his cheek, left hand lay of his shoulder, pulling him closer.

He complied. You could feel his breath on your skin, the dim lighting illuminating his eyes, that brimmed with endearment for you. The air was tense.

The two of you just stood there, in each other's embrace. 'Is this okay to do?' Was written in the air.

"Fuck it." He broke the silence first. "I've loved you for so long."

"Same, but I think it's about time we confessed." You chuckle. "We behave like a couple, everyone sees us as one, so why not?"

"True, true..." He trailed off, leaning closer. You snaked a hand on the back of his neck, pushing him down, as he pulled you closer. You breathed his name in between kisses as he mumbled how an "I Love You" between each breath he took to kiss you.

The kisses themselves didn't last long, yet you could still feel the feeling of his lips lingering on yours. "Don't make a sound." He whispered, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, clinging to you. "Or else I'll make you scream tonigh-"

"EXCUSE ME-"