|Warnings: slight rejection and no sleeping Type: Fluffy angst
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●○○○○○○○○ ❛ 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬 TO THE 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑾, 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 YOU'RE WEARING YOUR 𝑩𝑬𝑺𝑻 CLOTHES. ❜
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3RD PERSON POV:
As the sun cast a warm glow through Bad's window, he found himself immersed in the simple pleasures of a good day. With a leisurely pace, he strolled into the kitchen, the aroma of brewing tea enveloping him in a comforting embrace. Bad took a moment to savor the tranquility of the morning, appreciating the small joys that set a positive tone for the day.
With a steaming cup of tea in hand, Bad moved to his bedroom, where he indulged in the satisfying ritual of making his bed. Each smooth motion felt like a deliberate act of self-care, a small but meaningful contribution to the orderliness of his space.
The day's momentum continued as Bad, feeling a touch of culinary inspiration, decided to whip up a sandwich for himself. In the kitchen, he gathered the ingredients with a sense of enthusiasm. The rhythmic motions of assembling the sandwich became a mindful activity, allowing Bad to immerse himself in the present moment.
As he savored the delicious result of his culinary efforts, Bad couldn't help but appreciate the simple pleasures that filled his day. The comforting warmth of tea, the crispness of a well-made bed, and the satisfaction of a homemade sandwich all contributed to the sense that this was a day worth relishing.
With a contented sigh, Bad looked ahead to the rest of the day, hopeful that the positive energy he had cultivated would continue to accompany him through whatever adventures awaited.
As Bad sipped his tea, a wave of nostalgia washed over him, prompting a smile as he perused pictures capturing moments with his family. Each photograph held a story, a testament to the bonds that anchored him amidst the ebb and flow of life.
Feeling a renewed sense of connection, Bad contemplated the day ahead. The yearning to see someone special tugged at his heart, and Foolish's image materialized in his mind. A mix of anticipation and uncertainty lingered, as Bad grappled with the question of whether Foolish shared the same feelings.
