Different stories for different chapters! The aim of this book is to show Enhypen's bond whether in fiction or in reality! (*psst! Sunoo is the main focus to show ppl his members adore him!) Some other groups may make an appearance!
The award show had just started. The camera was panning over all the perfectly dressed idols, some smiling politely, others staring straight ahead, but down at the end of the row—something else was happening.
ENHYPEN and IVE were seated right next to each other. Sunoo sat at the very end of ENHYPEN’s row, practically glowing under the soft lights in his sleek black suit and silver accessories. On the other end, at the start of IVE’s row, was Wonyoung, radiant in a soft cream-toned dress, looking exactly like the fairy everyone always called her.
And of course, the two best friends were right next to each other.
Sunoo leaned slightly toward her and whispered something—quiet enough that only Wonyoung could hear it. Her eyes widened, lips twitching.
Then she completely lost it.
Her head tilted back, a hand flew up to cover her mouth, but she was already laughing, struggling to keep it together. Sunoo tried to hold his composure, biting his lip to suppress the laugh bubbling up in his chest. It didn’t work. His shoulders started shaking from silent laughter.
“Wonyoung, oh my god—stop,” Yujin hissed under her breath from beside her, elbowing her lightly.
“I can’t,” Wonyoung wheezed, eyes tearing up, still trying to breathe. “It’s him.”
Their faces were already flushed from trying not to laugh when it happened—the big screen above the stage cut to a live audience shot.
Right on them.
There they were, Sunoo and Wonyoung, absolutely losing it. His hand was half over his face, hers was clamped over her mouth, and the look they gave each other only made things worse. They turned slightly toward each other as if hiding would help, but that just made the audience laugh harder.
The camera lingered, amused. Even the MC chuckled on stage, “Sunoo-ssi, Wonyoung-ssi... should we be worried or jealous?”
Sunoo straightened just enough to flash his signature smile. “It’s an inside joke,” he said calmly, voice still laced with amusement.
Wonyoung was still recovering, fanning her face dramatically like she’d just survived a war. “Don’t look at me,” she said, laughing through her words.
Meanwhile, ENHYPEN didn’t even flinch. Jungwon glanced over briefly, then went back to watching the stage like this was just a regular Tuesday.
“They’re always like this,” Heeseung muttered with a small smile.
“They’re basically the same person,” Jake added, not even turning his head.
Back on IVE’s side, Leeseo whispered, “Unnie, you’re literally crying.”
“I told you, I can’t help it,” Wonyoung mumbled, still snickering, trying to touch up her lip gloss without laughing again.
Just then, between breaths, Wonyoung looked across Sunoo’s shoulder—right at Sunghoon. He had been watching the two of them quietly, and when their eyes met, he gave her the softest smile.
Wonyoung blinked, a little surprised, but her smile turned shy—almost unsure for a second.
And of course, Sunoo caught all of it.
He slowly turned his head to glance between the two of them, raised one perfectly shaped brow, and made a quiet little hmm sound, lips pursed as if mentally taking notes. Wonyoung didn’t even try to defend herself—just nudged him back with her elbow like, don’t start.
Sunoo only smirked.
Sunoo leaned back in his seat, satisfied, still glowing from the chaos. Wonyoung shot him a look that said, You’re the worst. He just raised an eyebrow, mouthing, You love me.
She rolled her eyes—but yeah, she did.
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