Enhypen Ships Novels & Stories

**** Note: Song*- Homesick by Dua Lipa

"My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins Was in shootouts with the law, but he lives in a palace Bought me, Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish Now that's real, real, real Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill Who wanna go first? I had them pushing daffodils I'm high as hell, I only took half a pill I'm on some dumb shit, by the way, what he says? He can tell I ain't missing no meals Come through and fuck him in my automobile

"Guys, let's start?" Everyone went to their positions. Rave's the drummer of the band, Dave's the main vocalist, Train's assigned on the keyboard and also the back-up vocal, and lastly, Peter's the guitarist of the band. They're not really an official band, they're like a group, formed just for this occasion. The whole place was filled with the sound of instruments and the good singing voice Dave had. Some members are listening in awe as to how good the boys are. The girls would surely swoon once they see the performance and how good looking the performers are.

He is the symphony of heaven in hell’s obnoxious anthem. “What do they call you?” He echoed. “Euphoria.” His brows briefly met. “What is that? Is that a stripper name?” “Well, technically, strippers get those fake names but Sylvia wanted us to come up with one too.” Vernon bobbed his head down subtly as if letting the thought sink in. “I like Euphoria. Euphoria’s unique.” I couldn’t help but chuckle weakly. How easy of him to make me feel like I am so accepted as if none of this is ever a big deal.

He asked, desperately. “Celestina.” I replied. They looked at me for a second before they looked at each other and then back at me. “Beautiful name.” “Pretty.” “Definitely suits you.” The three spoke simultaneously. “Thankyou once again. Yours?” I asked. “Oh yeah, I’m Caleb. The blonde one is Ares and the redhead is Apollo.” “So you’re the Captain of the Greenhouse huh?” I looked at Caleb who nodded. “Yep, the one and only handsome here.” He replied cheekily.