𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𐙚

𝟯𝟭: 𝗦𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗶 (𝗘𝗻𝗵𝗮)

More Than a Crush

Group: Enhypen
Ship: Ni-ki (Top) x Sunoo (Bottom)
Word count: 6863

Sypnopsis: Sunoo and Ni-ki are coworkers in a lively office, where Sunoo secretly pines for the charming and confident Ni-ki.

Requested by minsungisreal9 <3
Sorry for the wait!!

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Sunoo and Ni-ki had worked together at the marketing agency for over a year. Their days were filled with client calls, presentations, and brainstorming sessions. But for Sunoo, the office environment had an extra layer of excitement, one that made his heart race every time Ni-ki entered the room.

Ni-ki was tall, confident, and undeniably attractive. His sharp jawline, tousled hair, and the way his biceps strained against the fabric of his shirts never failed to make Sunoo's face warm. Every smile Ni-ki flashed, every casual laugh he let out, had Sunoo's stomach in knots. Sunoo tried to keep his infatuation hidden—he was certain Ni-ki would never notice someone like him. After all, Sunoo was quiet, a little awkward, and not nearly as striking.

Still, it didn’t stop him from stealing glances at Ni-ki during meetings or spacing out as he watched him type furiously at his computer. On most days, Sunoo was content admiring from a distance, keeping his feelings locked away, but the simple proximity to Ni-ki often left him flustered.

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One afternoon, the office was unusually quiet. Sunoo was tasked with organizing a stack of important files, his mind wandering to Ni-ki, as it often did. He shook his head, trying to focus on the work in front of him, but the thoughts of Ni-ki’s broad shoulders and kind eyes were making it impossible to concentrate.

Just as Sunoo turned the corner near the printer with a large stack of papers in his arms, he bumped into something—or rather, someone.

It was Ni-ki.

The impact wasn’t strong, but it was enough to send the files spilling out of Sunoo’s hands and scattering across the floor in a disorganized mess.

❝Oh my god, I’m so sorry!❞ Sunoo squeaked, his face turning a deep shade of red. He immediately crouched down, frantically trying to gather the scattered papers before Ni-ki could react.

Ni-ki, who had been slightly startled but entirely unbothered, looked down at Sunoo with a raised brow. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. ❝It’s okay, don’t worry about it.❞ His voice was calm, smooth as always.

Sunoo fumbled with the papers, his fingers trembling slightly from the embarrassment. Why now? Of all times… why now? he thought, biting his lip to keep from whimpering in frustration. He tried to avoid eye contact, too nervous to look up at Ni-ki.

But before Sunoo could gather all the files, Ni-ki crouched down next to him, reaching for the remaining papers. ❝Here, let me help.❞

Sunoo froze. His heart was pounding so loudly he swore Ni-ki could hear it. He's right next to me. He’s so close, Sunoo thought, his blush deepening. His fingers brushed Ni-ki’s as they both reached for the same file, and Sunoo quickly pulled his hand back as if he had been burned.

Ni-ki glanced sideways at him, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. ❝You don’t need to be so nervous around me, you know,❞ he said teasingly, his tone gentle.

Sunoo’s eyes widened, and he stuttered, ❝I-I’m not nervous!❞ His voice came out too high-pitched, betraying him instantly.

Ni-ki handed him the last of the papers with a smile that made Sunoo’s breath catch in his throat. ❝Sure, you’re not.❞ There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.