ENHYPEN

𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 | NI-KI

ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈

Ni-ki sat alone on the edge of his bed, staring blankly at the wall as memories of you flooded his mind. He felt the weight of love, youthful and intense, pressing down on his chest. You were the "love of his life," the one he had thought would be his forever. There was a sense of urgency in his heart, an eagerness to profess his feelings, but now those words felt stuck in his throat. He recalled the playful laughter you shared, moments that felt like they could stretch into eternity, yet he was teetering on the edge of uncertainty.

At 23, he found himself grappling with adulthood's cruel realities. Despite the excitement of growing up, Ni-ki often felt trapped at the metaphorical "kids' table," uncertain of where he fits in this chaotic world. He wanted to embrace the thrill of exploration, but the pressures weighed heavily on him. He longed for clarity and acceptance—a roadmap to navigate this confusing phase of life. Instead, all he could do was remember the simple joys of youth, the moments he shared with you before everything shifted.

His heart raced as he thought of the last time he had seen you. The way you smiled, the warmth of your presence, and your laughter seemed to erase the world's worries. But just like that, it had all slipped through his fingers. He could still feel the sting of your absence. "When it ends," he thought bitterly, "what do you hold onto?" The bittersweet reality of love loomed over him, the pain of saying goodbye echoing in his mind. He struggled to accept that wanting something sincerely didn't make it right sometimes, yet he couldn't shake the longing for your shared connection.

Ni-ki missed the physical closeness, the way you fit perfectly against him. The long-distance felt like a cruel joke, leaving him half-empty, yearning for the warmth of your body next to his. He remembered every touch, every fleeting moment of intimacy, now tainted by the distance between you. It was suffocating, and he felt the ache deep within him. He wished he could reach through the screen, be near you, and bridge the chasm that had formed since you parted ways.

Memories flooded his mind as if conjuring your spirit, vivid and haunting. He felt a chill as he thought about seeing you again. The thought of a reunion filled him with dread, the anxiety of confronting the past clawing at his insides. He was scared to face the pain of what had been, to relive the heartache that had come crashing down after your separation. Pretending to be okay had become second nature, but deep down, he was still that kid, clinging to fragments of your love, afraid to let go.

Then, the crushing realization hit him. You had once promised to be there for him, yet you hadn't shown up when it mattered most. The betrayal gnawed at him, leaving scars he wasn't sure would ever heal. He felt small and inadequate, lost in the shadows of what you two had built together. Your absence echoed in the hollow spaces of his heart, a painful reminder of how unvalued he felt after your departure.

Ni-ki clenched his fists, frustration bubbling to the surface. He had memorized every trivial detail about you, each piece of "useless information" weighing heavily on his heart. The mundane quirks that once brought him joy now stung with the bitterness of loss. He longed to forget, to move on, but the remnants of your love lingered, a burden he couldn't shake. He felt trapped in a cycle of remembering, haunted by the love that once felt so vibrant but had faded into something painful and heavy.

With a deep breath, he picked up his phone, his fingers trembling over the screen. You were still there, just a message away, yet far from reach. He wanted to tell you everything—the love, the confusion, the longing, the heartache. But as he stared at the screen, the words felt stuck, the fear of vulnerability gripping him. 

Ni-ki closed his eyes, allowing himself a moment to feel everything. The love, the loss, the longing—they were all pieces of him, fragments of a life once shared. As he sat in the silence of his room, he realized that even if the future felt uncertain, the memories of you would always remain imprinted on his heart, a bittersweet reminder of the love that had shaped him.

ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈

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