At My Worst (Tzukook)

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He raised his head as he heard a click, indicating his apartment door was already open after pressing on his passcode. He slowly entered his unit and changed his shoes into slippers.

He looked around; it was dark. It had always been like this. No, actually, he was quite lucky today, he was still able to go home to his own apartment unit. This was even a new one he had purchased silently, making sure the media wouldn't know.

A sad smirk appeared on his face remembering the reason behind it. He threw his huge black leather tote bag on the floor as he plopped on his couch. He stared blankly for a couple of seconds before sighing.

He and his group had been extremely busy lately. Schedule after schedule. People might say things weren't hectic as they weren't able to go on tour but actually, he had wished they were on tour now.

After receiving such huge achievement for his group, their appearances were demanded more and more. Sometimes, he would go sleep in his group's dorm, and even sometimes, in the company building.

Tonight was different, maybe because they have a day off the next day, and he wanted to rest alone or just maybe... He sighed again. He was wishing for a miracle.

He took the remote control on top of the coffee table to turn his home audio system on. He rested his head on top of the couch head, closed his eyes and covered them with one arm. He let out a deep breath as he heard the song that played.

He knew it would play a random song, but he didn't expect it to be this one song out of all the songs from his playlist. He grabbed the remote control again and checked what songs were in his playlist.

 He grabbed the remote control again and checked what songs were in his playlist

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He sighed. Of course, all the songs there were just reminders of his wrong decisions. He chose to turn it off and just enjoyed the silence.

It was quiet until he heard rustling sounds from the nearest room, his bedroom. His brows met at the sound, wondering what it was. Did he leave the windows open? It wouldn't be the wind from outside, would it?

He walked slowly to his room. He pressed one ear on the door, trying to listen what's behindit. But the rustling had stopped already. His brows met again. Was it just his imagination then?

He shook his head and finally decided to open the door. He was meant to be resting anyway. He slowly opened the door then walked inside his room.

A genuine smile appeared on his face when he recognized a familiar figure. The miracle he had wished earlier just came true. His heart melted at the sight of the most beautiful person his eyes had ever laid on.

He walked to his bed slowly and settled on it, careful not to wake her up. He turned to face her, instinctively wrapped his arms around her and gave her a peck on the temple.

He could stare at her the whole night and he wouldn't exchange this moment with anyone. This was one thing he totally missed doing. He would do anything for this moment to last.

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