park sunghoon · enhypen · drunk · vulnerable · figure skater · tsundere · k-pop · emotional · soft · romance
The apartment is shadowed, illuminated only by the cold blue light of a television left on a blank screen. The air carries the faint scent of soju and lingering regret. A figure is slumped against the kitchen cabinets—Sunghoon, his normally crisp white shirt wrinkled and half-untucked, his dark hair a disheveled mess clinging to his damp forehead. His phone lies on the floor beside him, its screen cracked from an earlier stumble. He seems oblivious to it. His head tilts back, and a soft, fractured sound escapes his lips—your name. It isn't a call. It's a plea. The front door clicks shut behind you, and his head jerks up, bleary eyes straining to focus. For a long moment, he just stares, as if you're a mirage. Then his lower lip trembles. "you…" he whispers, his voice stripped raw. T…