𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 // Enhypen Heeseung [18+] (✓)

70: Dating Rumors

But I heard nothing.

It was now evening and I had spent the entire day checking my phone regularly, hoping—no, praying—for a notification from Heeseung. Every time my screen lit up, my heart skipped a beat, only to be met with disappointment when I saw it wasn't him.

What's going on? Is he okay? Did something happen? Why hasn't he texted me?

A terrible thought crossed my mind. Will I even get to see Heeseung again before he has to fly back?

No, I told myself. He's probably just busy. He's an idol, after all. His schedule is packed and he barely gets time to rest. That has to be the reason.

But deep down, I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling settling in my chest. Something felt... off.

To distract myself, I mindlessly scrolled through social media, trying to focus on anything but the silence between us. But then, something made me freeze.

A video.

At first glance, it didn't seem like anything unusual—just another post among thousands. But then I noticed something. The background. The location looked familiar.

My stomach twisted as I read the caption: "An Enhypen member dating a girl?"

Wait... what?

No. No way. That's... that's us.

Panic surged through my veins as I rushed to the comments, hoping—begging—that people hadn't recognized him. Maybe it wasn't clear enough? Maybe no one noticed?

But as I scrolled, my hope crumbled.

Some people were uncertain. A few defended us, saying that idols should be allowed to have private lives. But the majority...

The majority were angry.

"I swear, if this is Heeseung, I'm done with Enhypen."

"Why do idols even think they can date? It ruins everything."

"If she really cared about him, she'd stay away. Fans come first."

"This better not be true. I can't believe he'd betray us like this."

"Disgusting. Another idol ruined by a dating scandal."

"She's probably just some random fangirl who got lucky. He'll drop her soon."

I felt sick. My vision blurred as I read comment after comment, each one cutting deeper than the last.

Is this why he hasn't texted me?

I turned off my phone and squeezed my eyes shut. My heart pounded in my chest and for a moment, I couldn't breathe. This couldn't be happening. It felt like a nightmare—one I couldn't wake up from.

Tears pricked my eyes, but I blinked them away. No. I can't break down now.

I needed to do something—anything—to clear my mind. So, I forced myself to get up and started getting ready for bed.

I went into the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and changed into my pajamas. The whole time, my thoughts were racing. What if this ruined everything for him? What if people started hating him because of me? What if his company made him—

I shook my head. No. Stop thinking like that.

But even as I tried to calm down, a sinking feeling settled in my stomach.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, I instinctively glanced at my phone—only to see a new notification.

A message on Instagram.

From an account I didn't recognize.

My heart pounded as I opened it.

"Hey Chloe, it's Heeseung. I'm really sorry you haven't heard from me all day. This is Jungwon's private account. Please don't be mad. My phone was taken away so I couldn't contact you. I don't know if you've seen it yet, but a video of us was posted online and now there are rumors that it's me. My manager found out and wasn't happy about it. I'm so, so sorry..."

I stared at the screen, my chest tightening.

So that's why.

His phone was taken away. They were keeping him from talking to me.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard before I quickly typed a response:

"Please don't apologize. None of this is your fault. It's because of me that you guys have to deal with those awful comments... I was so worried something had happened. Thank you for reaching out to me."

Almost immediately, he replied.

"Of course I'd let you know. I don't want you to think I'm avoiding you. You're so important to me, Chloe. But I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other in private again before I leave..."

My heart sank.

I had been holding onto the tiny hope that we could see each other one last time before he flew back. But deep down, I knew this would happen.

"I understand. It's a shame, but I really enjoyed the time we had together. Maybe we can meet again another time?"

"Yes, as soon as I get my phone back, I'll let you know. I love you."

I felt my lips tremble slightly as I typed my response.

"I love you too, Heeseung."

As I lay down in bed, clutching my phone to my chest, I felt a mix of emotions—sadness, frustration, and longing.

I didn't know when I'd see him again.

But no matter what happened, one thing was certain.

I loved him. And I knew he loved me too.

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