The only one │ Enhypen x reader

I hope you guys didn't think I would leave Jay heartbroken.. :(

It turned out that saying it out loud was just the beginning.

Jake had this way of making things feel easy, like I hadn't spent months overthinking every little thing. Like I hadn't spent sleepless nights caught between the guilt of hurting Jay and the undeniable pull I felt toward him.

Now that it was real, it was simple.

The teasing from the others was relentless. Sunoo still acted like he was processing the revelation days later, dramatically gasping every time Jake so much as looked at me. Ni-ki kept making exaggerated gagging noises whenever he caught us in close proximity. Jungwon had long given up on maintaining order, simply accepting the chaos as inevitable.

Jay, though, was the hardest part.

He didn't say anything about it, not at first. He didn't need to. The silence that stretched between us after practices, in the dorm, in the moments we used to fill with easy conversation, was loud enough. But Heeseung was right, he wasn't mad at me. He wasn't mad at Jake either. He just needed time. And I was willing to give him that.

It was a week later when he finally spoke up.

"You look happy."

I turned to find Jay standing beside me on the rooftop, hands tucked into his jacket pockets. It was late, the city lights glowing beneath us, the quiet hum of traffic filling the space between our words.

I hesitated. "I am."

Jay nodded slowly, like he was absorbing the words. Then, after a beat, he exhaled and said, "I'm glad."

My chest tightened. "Jay..."

"I mean it," he interrupted, offering me a small smile. It didn't quite reach his eyes, but it was real. "I'll get over it. Eventually."

I swallowed hard, guilt and relief tangling in my throat. "You will."

He laughed softly. "Wow, thanks for the confidence boost."

I bumped his shoulder. "You know what I mean."

He sighed but nodded. "Yeah, I do." Then, glancing at me, he added, "Just... take care of him, alright?"

I blinked. "Jake?"

Jay huffed a quiet laugh. "Yeah. He acts all easygoing, but you and I both know he feels things deeply. If you're choosing him, don't be half in."

The weight of his words settled over me, but it wasn't suffocating, it was grounding. I met his gaze and, for the first time, said it with certainty.

"I'm all in."

Jay held my stare for a moment longer before nodding, the tension between us finally easing into something that felt a little like closure.

When I went back inside, Jake was waiting. He was sprawled out on the couch, one arm slung over the backrest, his head tilting up when he saw me.

"Hey," he greeted, easy and warm.

I smiled, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. "Hey."

Without hesitation, he reached for my hand, tugging me down beside him. It was natural now, the way I leaned into him, the way his fingers intertwined with mine like they belonged there. Like they always had.

"So," he murmured, pressing a lazy kiss to my temple. "What did Jay say?"

I exhaled, squeezing his hand. "That he'll be okay."

Jake studied me for a moment before nodding, his grip on me tightening just slightly. "Good."

For a while, we just sat there, the murmur of the dorm around us, the quiet laughter of the others somewhere in the background. The world hadn't changed much, but for me, everything felt different.

And when Jake turned to look at me, his smile soft and sure, I knew I had made the right choice.

The only choice.

Him.

THE END

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