Heeseungs POV
As soon as I got back to the dorm, my body collapsed on the couch. I buried my face in the soft pillows, the stress melting away slowly."Hyungggg" I heard from the doorway. I groaned in response. What do they want now.
"Hyungieeee" Sunoo came bounding into the room like a kid on a sugar rush. It's been 5 years but it still amazes me how endless his energy is. "is it true?! Did you finally start writing songs for the album? ".
"Pffft " I looked up to see Sunghoon leaning on the doorframe, "the day he starts that album is the day we forget how to sing."
"How do you feel Hyung" Jay chided from the hallway "anger, resentment, shame?"
The boys burst into laughter. These little.... "Out, out, out, all of you!" I shouted, throwing the pillow in their direction.
Once they left, I plopped down at my desk, staring at the notebook in-front of me. Torn pages and scribbled out words showcasing years of frustration. What the boys said had some truth to it. For some reason no matter what I wrote I wasn't satisfied. It feels as if I'd truly poured my heart out on paper. But the words on the page seemed alien. Forced feelings. The concept behind this album was young love, a theme that should contain a lot of feelings. Initially most were surprised, believing that I were inexperienced in this area. They weren't wrong, it had always been music until ....
Bzzzzt. My screen flashed displaying 4 notifications.
MANAGER KANG: Heeseung next time you all plan to give surprise announcements to your fans give us a aheads up please 😤
MANAGER KANG: You better be really writing the album now you cant keep giving fans false hope
MANAGER KANG: Sent a list of photographers for your album concept shoot
MANAGER KANG: Fighting!!! -Mgr. K
I let out a slight chuckle. I've told him many times that he doesn't have to put his name at the end of the message. I leaned back in my chair and look up out the window. A sense of comfort washed over me as I admired Seoul's natural beauty. Every time I saw this image it felt like I was coming home, reminding me that no matter how much my life as changed, no matter how hectic our fame gets, that some things will never change. There will always be a safe space for us somewhere to just be at ease.
At night, the view looked especially gorgeous. A clear sky giving way to 1 or 2 dazzling stars. The lights of the buildings reflecting on the Han river. Wow...she would have loved this. If only I could see it. The shy smile she'd give after snapping a photo. A strong wave of guilt and longing washed over me. A feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. I wonder how she's doing? Did she recover? Has she maybe... moved on? No! I hit myself on the head for the last one. That is not fair to her. I clearly know we no longer have a chance. But deep down, a small shameless piece of me hoped she hadn't. Really hope she hasn't. She won't.
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"None of them." I sat back, closing the lid of the laptop.
"N-none?" Manager Kang stuttered, glancing over at the art director who's face started to turn a deep shade crimson "Heeseung, please, try looking again."
"Lee Heeseung, usually you are one of the more polite and easy going idols, " The director tried to force a smile "as manager Kang said, let's try looking again."
"No. I don't like them." I responded flatly. I felt a bit of remorse, but they don't understand the importance of this album to me. To my past-self and to...Regardless, this album must be perfect. The embodiment of my feelings, a vibe none of these photographers give. Her photos from back then were better than all these works.
The art director lost it, "We gave you thirty different photographers" He shouted "I don't know what's with you today, but come find me when you're back to normal!" He stormed off, manager Kang on his heels, begging him to calm down.
"Yah!" I heard Manager Kang yell from behind me "Yahh! Yah, Lee Heeseung!"
Here comes trouble.
I turned around slowly, "Yes?" I tried faking an innocent smile, as if I hadn't just pissed off a staff member over this album for the 183372th time this week.
But he wasn't falling for it, "Don't even try. Whats with you these days? You're not usually like this...is it really the album?"
Honestly I didn't know why I was like this either. Something about the album just struck a nerve. "I told you it just doesn't feel..."
"-doesn't feel right. I know. I know. You've said it many times yet you still cannot explain, right?"
Silence.
"Anyway," he continued "we really need to work on getting your act together okay? Take the rest of the evening off, i'll look for more photographers"
You looked fondly at Manager Kang. He really was like a father figure. Over the past 5 years, no matter how much bs us boys pulled, he could never stay mad. We were very lucky to have support like him.
"Ahhh I almost forgot" he pulled out his phone, handing it to me "Your phone must've died again cause your Hyung left me a voice message. "
I clicked on his name, putting the phone to my ear, "Heeseung-ah I..." he paused. His breath wavered, as if he felt...fear? An emotion I thought my brother seldom felt. "...it's her. I think she's returning. But don't worry, I promise this time i'll protect y.." Who in the hell is he- wait. No. No it cant be.
I felt my hand began to tremble as I moved the phone away from my ear, too shocked to listen to the rest. My knees grew weak and my breath slowed. The voices around me grew further and further. Remember what they taught you Heeseung. Breathe in 1...2..3. But it was no use, I fell to my knees. All I could think about were his words. All I could think about was her. All I could think about was...
she's back.
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[A/N: Sorry it's been a couple of days, school is veryyy funnnn if u cant tell 😥 I really wanted to try telling from Heeseungs pov so I hope you guys enjoyed this. And as always feel free to leave feedback/criticism.]
[P.S: idk if any of y'all are multistans but let me tell you the amount of content coming in is 🤭 My grades may not survive all these comebacks, we'll see.]
[DISCLAIMER: None of Lee Heeseungs actions, thoughts, feelings, or words are true. These are all fiction made by me]
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