BRUISED SILENCE ⋆˚꩜｡ Y.JW
After his father’s violent outburst destroys his family, Jungwon is left to survive on his own. Now in college, he secretly fights in an underground ring to make money, hiding his pain behind a quiet, distant facade. When he meets y/n, an outgoing classmate who refuses to leave him alone, she slowly begins to break through his walls uncovering the truth he’s desperate to keep hidden.
pairing : collegestudent!jungwon x fem!reader
genre : smau, written & sc, fluff, suggestive, angst, violence, jungwon is sometimes nonchalant, inspired by the episode story “Dirty Play”
featuring : a-na & ian (hearts2hearts), dohoon (tws), sunoo heeseung jay jake ni-ki sunghoon & jungwon (enhypen)
tag list : @desirxriki @nonchalantkumi @ateez-atiny380 @choppedballoondetective
Moving out was supposed to fix things.
That’s what y/n kept telling herself as she stood in the middle of her new apartment, hands on her hips, staring at the half-open boxes scattered across the floor.
Cleaner space. Closer to campus. New start.
No more clutter, no more chaos, no more long commutes.
“Finally,” she sighed, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “Peace.”
She blinked, confused. “Already?”
She hadn’t even fully moved in yet.
Walking over, she opened the door and immediately wished she hadn’t.
Same blank expression. Same unreadable eyes. Same I’d rather be anywhere else energy.
For a second, neither of them spoke.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” y/n said flatly.
Jungwon looked just as unimpressed. “…You live here?”
“I just moved in,” she shot back. “Why are you here?”
He jerked his head slightly toward the hallway behind him. “I live next door.”
Not because it was funny but because it was the only way to process how unbelievably unfair this was.
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “No, that’s actually insane.”
Jungwon didn’t react. “Your boxes are blocking the hallway.”
He pointed lazily. “That one.” A box near her door was slightly sticking out. “Can’t walk through properly.”
y/n stared at him like she might actually throw something.
“You came here,” she said slowly, “to complain about a box?”
“It’s been there for five minutes!”
“And it’s still in the way.”
“You are unbelievable,” she muttered, pushing past him to drag the box further inside with more force than necessary. “There. Problem solved.”
Jungwon watched silently.
Then gave a small nod. “Thanks.”
“Wow,” she called after him. “Still no apology, huh?”
He paused, hand on his door handle.
y/n let out a sharp laugh. “You know what? Never mind. I forgot you don’t do basic human decency.”
He looked at her for a second longer than usual.
Something flickered in his eyes. Brief. Gone just as fast.
“…You talk a lot,” he said.
“And you don’t talk enough. Clearly.”
y/n stood there, staring at the closed door like it had personally offended her.
“…I just moved in,” she whispered in disbelief. “And my neighbor is him?”
She dragged a hand down her face.
“Great. Fantastic. Amazing start.”
A few hours later, her apartment looked… decent.
Not perfect, but livable.
y/n collapsed onto her couch with a tired groan, grabbing her phone.
Morning came earlier than y/n wanted.
A loud thud echoed through the wall.
“…You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Another noise something hitting the floor, followed by footsteps.
y/n sat up slowly, staring at the wall like she could burn a hole through it.
“Is he serious right now…?”
She grabbed her pillow and pressed it over her head.
She threw the pillow across the room. “OH MY GOD”
Next door, Jungwon paused mid-step.
A loud bang from the other side.
He exhaled quietly, running a hand through his hair.
But he didn’t stop moving.
Ten minutes later, y/n stood outside his door.
Still in her pajamas. Hair messy. Patience gone.
She knocked again. Louder.
Jungwon stood there, already dressed, bag slung over his shoulder like nothing was wrong.
He blinked once. “…Why are you here?”
y/n stared at him, speechless for a second.
“Why am I here?” she repeated. “You woke me up!”
Her jaw dropped. “That’s not the point!”
He leaned slightly against the doorframe, unfazed. “What do you want me to do about it?”
“I don’t know be quieter?!”
“You literally dropped something!”
“Oh my” She cut herself off, taking a breath. “You know what? Just try to be considerate. Other people live here.”
Messy hair. Sleepy eyes. Clearly annoyed.
“…You’re loud too,” he said.
y/n blinked. “Excuse me?”
She stared at him like she might actually lose it.
“…I hate that you’re my neighbor.”
Jungwon shrugged slightly. “Then move.”
“Yeah, because that’s so easy!”
She let out a frustrated sound, stepping back. “Unbelievable.”
Jungwon didn’t stop her this time.
He just watched her walk back to her apartment, door slamming behind her.
Silence filled the hallway again.
He stood there for a second longer.
Then turned, locking his door and heading out like nothing happened.
Campus felt busier today.
Or maybe y/n was just more aware of everything.
Either way her mood? Ruined.
“You look like you didn’t sleep,” Ian said, eyeing her as they walked.
“I didn’t,” she replied flatly.
“New place already that bad?” A-na asked.
y/n sighed. “No. The place is fine.”
“Then what’s the problem?” Dohoon asked.
Ian gasped dramatically. “No way it’s him again, isn’t it?”
y/n didn’t even need to answer.
“Oh, that’s rough,” A-na winced.
“Rough?” y/n repeated. “He woke me up, argued with me, and somehow still acted like I was the problem.”
Dohoon laughed. “Okay, that’s kind of funny.”
“Hey, at least your life isn’t boring,” Ian added.
“I would LOVE boring right now.”
Sunoo jogged up to them, smiling brightly.
He glanced between her and her friends. “You okay? You look… stressed.”
“My neighbor exists,” she said simply.
Sunoo laughed awkwardly. “Still Jungwon, I assume.”
He scratched the back of his neck. “He’s… not great with people.”
“That’s an understatement.”
“He’s better than he seems,” Sunoo added softly.
y/n crossed her arms. “I’ll believe it when I see it.”
Across campus, Jungwon walked beside Heeseung and Jake.
“You look tired,” Jake noted.
Heeseung raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t sound like it this morning.”
Jungwon glanced at him. “…What do you mean?”
“We texted. You didn’t reply.”
Jake smirked. “Or distracted?”
Heeseung studied him for a second. “Something happen?”
“…My neighbor’s annoying,” Jungwon said finally.
Jake perked up. “Neighbor? The y/n girl?”
Heeseung caught it instantly. “Her?”
Jake grinned. “Oh, this is interesting.”
“How does she look like?” Jake asked.
Heeseung smirked slightly. “The same girl from your class?”
Jake laughed. “No way. That’s actually hilarious.”
Jungwon sighed, already regretting saying anything. “Can we drop it?”
“Sure,” Heeseung said easily.
But the look he shared with Jake said otherwise.
Later that day, y/n walked into her chemistry class
Jungwon glanced up briefly as she approached.
y/n slowly walked to her seat beside him, dropping her bag a little harder than necessary.
“Don’t start,” Jungwon muttered.
Her head snapped toward him. “I didn’t even say anything!”
He exhaled quietly, already done with this.
“You woke me up,” she continued.
“You woke me up last night.”
“Oh my god are we seriously arguing about this again?!”
Then let out a sharp laugh.
“You know what? Fine. Whatever. Just don’t talk to me.”
y/n scoffed under her breath, turning away.
Jungwon leaned back in his chair, gaze drifting forward again.
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