𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄; boysnextdoor

Invalid 3 woonhak

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Woonhak sat in the dimly lit practice room, the sound of his bandmates’ laughter echoing softly around him. Boynextdoor had just wrapped up a long rehearsal, but Woonhak’s mind was elsewhere. He stared blankly at the mirror, his reflection revealing a mix of exhaustion and lingering heartache.

For months now, he had been trying to move on from Y/N, a fellow idol who had captured his heart long before she became the center of another band. They had shared countless memories—late-night talks, playful banter, and a bond that felt unbreakable. But ever since Y/N had entered into a relationship with another idol, Woonhak had struggled to let go of the feelings that still lingered.

“Hey, Woonhak!” his bandmate, Sungho, called out, breaking him from his thoughts. “You okay? You’ve been quiet today.”

“Yeah, just tired,” Woonhak replied, forcing a smile. He didn’t want to burden his friends with his feelings. They had their own challenges as idols, and he didn’t want to add to that weight.

As practice continued, Woonhak found himself distracted. He couldn’t shake the image of Y/N laughing with her boyfriend at a recent awards show, their chemistry undeniable. It stung more than he cared to admit. He had always supported her, but watching her move on while he was stuck in the past felt like a cruel twist of fate.

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A few days later, Boynextdoor was scheduled to perform at a music festival. The atmosphere was electric, fans chanting their names as they prepared backstage. Woonhak took a deep breath, trying to focus on the performance ahead.

As they stepped onto the stage, the crowd erupted in cheers. Woonhak felt the adrenaline rush through him, momentarily pushing aside his heartache. He immersed himself in the music, pouring his emotions into every note. But as he glanced at the audience, his heart sank. There, in the front row, was Y/N, her bright smile radiant as she cheered for her own group.

Their eyes met for a brief moment, and Woonhak felt a jolt of nostalgia. Memories flooded back, but he quickly turned his gaze away, focusing on the performance. He knew he had to let her go, but seeing her again reminded him of everything he had lost.

After their set, Woonhak stepped offstage, his heart heavy. As he wandered through the backstage area, he caught sight of Y/N again, now surrounded by her bandmates. She looked happy, genuinely happy, and it made his chest ache.

“Woonhak!” a voice called out, pulling him from his thoughts. It was Sungho. “Let’s grab some food before the next performance!”

“Sure,” Woonhak replied, forcing a smile. But as they walked away, he glanced back one last time at Y/N, who was laughing with her friends. A pang of longing hit him, but he shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

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Later that night, as Woonhak lay in bed, he replayed the day’s events in his mind. He had been so wrapped up in his feelings for Y/N that he hadn’t realized how much he had changed. He was still the same Woonhak who admired her from afar, but he was also growing as an individual, both as an idol and as a person.

He thought about Y/N’s smile, how it lit up her entire face. She deserved happiness, even if it wasn’t with him. Maybe it was time for him to embrace that truth. It was time to move on.

The next morning, Woonhak woke up with a newfound determination. He decided to channel his feelings into his music, writing songs that reflected his journey of healing. He poured his heart into lyrics about love, loss, and ultimately, acceptance.

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Weeks passed, and Boynextdoor prepared for their comeback concert. The excitement in the air was palpable, and Woonhak felt a sense of freedom he hadn’t experienced in a long time. He had written a new song, one that encapsulated his journey of moving on.

As they took the stage that night, Woonhak felt a rush of energy. The crowd was electric, and he could see fans holding up signs, chanting their names. He took a deep breath and began to sing the new song, the lyrics flowing from his heart.

With each note, he felt the weight of his past lifting. He sang about letting go, finding strength, and embracing new beginnings. The audience responded with cheers, and Woonhak couldn’t help but smile. He was finally starting to feel free.

After the concert, as the band celebrated their successful comeback, Woonhak felt a sense of closure. He had shared his story through music, and it felt liberating. He spotted Y/N in the crowd, her eyes shining with admiration as she clapped for them.

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Later that evening, as the celebrations continued, Woonhak found himself outside, seeking a moment of quiet. He leaned against a wall, taking a deep breath, when he heard a familiar voice.

“Woonhak!” Y/N called out, approaching him with a bright smile. “You were amazing tonight!”

“Thanks, Y/N,” he replied, feeling a warmth spread through him. “It’s great to see you.”

“I’ve been following your journey,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “You’ve grown so much.”

Woonhak nodded, feeling a mix of nostalgia and acceptance. “I’m trying to move forward. I hope you’re happy.”

“I am,” she said softly, her expression sincere. “I really am. And I want you to be happy too.”

In that moment, Woonhak felt a sense of peace wash over him. He realized that their paths had diverged, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t cherish the memories they shared.

“I’m learning to let go,” he admitted, his voice steady. “I want you to know that I’ll always support you, even if it’s from a distance.”

Y/N smiled, her eyes glistening. “Thank you, Woonhak. That means a lot to me.”

As they stood there, a quiet understanding passed between them. They had both moved on in their own ways, and it was time to embrace the future.

“Let’s keep cheering each other on,” Woonhak suggested, a small smile forming on his lips.

“Definitely,” Y/N agreed, her smile brightening.

With that, they shared a warm hug, a final farewell wrapped in gratitude and acceptance. As Woonhak watched her walk away, he felt a weight lift from his shoulders. He was ready to embrace new beginnings, both in his music and in his heart.

And for the first time in a long while, Woonhak felt truly free. He felt that his feelings weren't that invalid as he had thought. Maybe it was good to like someone..

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A/n !

sawr the invalid series has come to an end with woonhak finally moving on!
I wanted woonhak to end up with y/n but I wanted to show something realistic. i wanted to write how even if we love someone we have to move on.

Anyways that sounded sawr depressing 😭