𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 (nikixreader)

3 AM~5

Y/n pov

My eyes flutter open, and I immediately feel warmth?

Omg.

I must've fallen asleep on Felix.
I'm freaking out.
What am I supposed to do?
What if he wakes up?!
That would be awkward...

He has his arms wrapped around my waist how am I supposed to get up?!

Wow, his freckles are pretty.
Oh my god focus y/n!

I quietly slip out of his grasps, and head to the bathroom upstairs.
Why upstairs you may ask?
Simply because the downstairs bathroom is Jeongins and...very messy.

Everyone is asleep, and if I do say so my self the sight i'm watching right now is so cute.

I tip toe upstairs and creep into the bathroom. After I do my business I wash my hands trying to avoid the mirror at all costs.

Although that plan failed.

When I reach for a towel my eyes meet the mirror.

Why do I have to look like this?
Why do I have to have so many imperfections?
Why do other girls get to look so perfect?
It's not fair.

In a matter of seconds I start feeling anxious at my own thoughts, and slide down the wall with my knees to my chest.

I've never liked crying.
Especially in front of people.
But who's here to judge me other than myself?

I feel a warm tear on my cheek, and let out quiet sobs. I turn off the lights in the bathroom because the dark comforts me. For so many reasons.

Suddenly there's quiet knocks on the door.

Shit.

Ok pull yourself together y/n.
I wiped my black tear stains off with a wet piece of toilet paper, and opened the door.
Of course it's him.

I'm trying really hard to hold my tears back.

"Are you okay? Your eyes are all puffy. What happened?"
Ni-ki quickly, but softly asked.

I couldn't say anything or I was going to cry again.
And crying is not an option.
I'm the rude introvert.
Not the crybaby that wants attention.

I just stare at the ground in shame.
Until I feel a pair of arms wrap around me. Normally I would push him off, but I think I need a hug right now.

I stand there with my head buried in his chest while letting out quiet sobs.
Is this embarrassing?
Yes.
Do I care right now?
No.

"You don't have to tell me anything, but if you do I'll listen." He whispers while wiping a tear from my cheek.

All I do is nod.
Feeling: pathetic.

"Here, go to my room and I'll make you a snack. You haven't eat anything in a few days. Maybe you'll feel a little better." He said with a bright smile and patted my head.

He's noticed?

I waddled to his room and sat on his bed. Surprisingly of all the years I've visited here I've never been in his room. It's nice.