Yang Jeongin

🎧 “If Only You Knew” — . It starts with a voice message you didn’t expect. . > “Hey… it’s me. I just reached the dorm. I know it’s late, but… I kinda wish you were still awake.” A soft laugh. “Actually, no. I hoped you were awake. I just… wanted to talk to you.” . You stare at your phone, heart thudding. Jeongin never sends long messages. But today feels different. . You press play again—his voice fuzzy, tired, and honest. . > “I had a long day. One of those days where everything is loud, you know? Cameras, people, schedules… but the whole time, I kept thinking about the way you looked earlier. That silly smile you tried to hide.” He sighs, but it’s the soft kind. “I don’t know why it made everything feel… lighter.” . Your cheeks warm. You didn’t think he noticed. . Another message arrives before you can respond. . > “I sound weird, right?” He chuckles quietly. “I guess I just… wanted you to know that I’m glad I met you.” . You type something, erase it. Type again. You settle on: . > “I’m awake. Tell me more.” . . . There's a pause. Three dots. Then a call. . When you answer, his voice is quieter than any of the messages. . “Y/N… I don’t want to talk about things anymore. I want to talk to you.” . You hear him shift, like he’s lying down. . “Can I be honest?” . He whisper, “Yeah.” . He breathes out slowly, like he’s been holding this in. . “You make me feel like… I can exhale. Like I’m just Jeongin. Not the idol version. Just… me.”