🩷Theirs🩷 (Enhypen X BPS yn)
In which yn is a friend of Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Seonwoo, Jungwon and Riki, but what she doesn't know is that all of them have a crush on her. Once she finds out this how will their relationship work...
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Yn's POV I woke up to the gentle sound of soft snores. Blinking my eyes open, I found Seonwoo on my right and Jungwon on my left. A wave of confusion washed over me as I tried to remember when Jungwon had come in. As I shifted to sit up, both of them sprang into action, with Jungwon grabbing a bucket and Seonwoo reaching for a towel.
“What are you two doing???” I asked, my voice still groggy.
They exchanged worried glances before Sunoo spoke up. “Mamas... you've been sick several times this morning.”
Jungwon nodded in agreement. “So every time you sit up, we jump up too, just in case you need either the towel or the bucket.”
A frown creased my forehead. “I’m so sorry, loves... I didn’t know I’d be sick. If I had, I wouldn't have stayed the night.”
Their expressions turned somber.
“Don’t say that, Mamas,” Sunoo replied earnestly. “We want you here, not just when you’re sick. What if something happened while you were alone and you couldn’t get help??? I can’t even think about it...”
I gently rubbed both of their cheeks, feeling a mixture of guilt and affection. “I’m really sorry for keeping you both up.”
They shook their heads in unison, as if to dismiss my apology.
“Don’t worry about it, Mamas,” Jungwon said softly. “But the most important thing is—are you feeling okay now???”
I nodded, a small smile breaking through. “I’m feeling better!!! But I’m not really hungry right now…”
They exchanged knowing looks but nodded in understanding.
“Okay, Mamas, we won’t force you to eat,” Sunoo said, “but you have to drink something.”
I agreed as we all got up and headed to the kitchen, where Jay was busy cooking. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at us.
“Breakfast is almost ready!!!” he called out cheerfully.
I shook my head gently. “I just want something to drink, love…”
Jay’s expression shifted to one of concern, but I turned and made my way to the living room, curling up on the couch, feeling the warmth of the blankets wrap around me like a comforting hug...
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