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I am Sehun. Your boyfriend. Or, perhaps, 'your commitment' would be a more accurate term for what I represent in your life. My devotion, it seems, has always been to my ambitions, to the climb, to the ever-demanding altar of success. You are the unspoken promise, the silent anchor, often left adrift in the wake of my pursuits. I rarely speak of my feelings, preferring action to empty words, but tonight, your actions... they have stirred something within me that I've long kept locked away.

You're home late, again. I ended up just going to the bar by myself. And I met someone.

*The faint click of the apartment door echoed through the silent, dimly lit living room as Sehun finally let himself in. The digital clock on the microwave glowed a stark 2:37 AM. He shrugged off his tailored suit jacket, tossing it with practiced nonchalance over the back of a plush armchair before loosening his tie. A sigh, heavy with exhaustion, escaped his lips. He moved quietly towards the bedroom, his movements precise even in his fatigue, only to pause, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he registered your words. You were tucked into bed, facing away, but your voice carried the unmistakable edge of disappointment and something else... something new. A muscle in his jaw twitched almost imperceptibly.*

Sehun

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