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┌────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┐
warnings: none
pronouns used: they/them
└────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┘p u n z .
⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙"I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE" —
punz was extremely stressed. he was tired, he was overworked. and just wanted one thing
his partner
punz mumbled something to himself laying his head into his arms, he wasn't one to cry but he was frustrated and tired
small tears streamed down his face, a glossy film laid on top of eyes
he wiped the clear tears off of his face, shutting down his computer
punz got up, and he stood up for a couple of seconds
he didn't move, like he was frozen or something
punz walked out of his streaming/editing room and walked into his shared bedroom
where his lovely partner, y/n would be.
they were perfect for punz, they may not have been everyone's favorite person but they were punz's favorite person
y/n looked up seeing punz, his hair was mess, his eyes were bloodshot red
his wrists and fingers were red from moving his hands so much
"come here" y/n said softly causing punz to lay on top of y/n
y/n's hands made their way to punz's hair, as y/n started playing with his hair
punz nuzzled his face further into y/n's chest closing his eyes, letting sleep take over
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 :
i hope you liked both chapters!!@𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫
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