ꜱᴄᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ - ʜᴇᴇᴊᴀᴋᴇᴋɪ

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-not proofread so bear with me lol-

Jake - March 6th, 2026

I'm a monstrosity. That's what I've become, ever since the 'situation' with Yeonjun, I don't even feel like myself anymore.

Last night was long, but I was relieved that Heeseung didn't seem too upset. I was surprised that he offered me support instead of running off like a sane person would.

I slept in far later than usual, mainly because I didn't have to go to work tonight; minor electrical repairs at the bar, the owner told me. So at least I got a day off. More time to consider how I should tell Minnie about my feelings. Or to just sulk in bed and think about all the problems I've caused. That was my real plan.

That was, until I heard a knock at the front door. It was nearly 9 AM, and I'd just barely finished fixing my hair and brushing my teeth. I rushed down the stairs, cracking the door open only to meet with a warm, familiar face. "Heeseung? What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to talk to you," he smiled. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, of course," I backed up and left the door open for him. I was still dressed in a t-shirt and sweats, but I wasn't caring about my looks at the moment. I was just happy to see Heeseung again.

He followed me inside and locked up the door, joining me on the couch. I glanced up at his round, inviting eyes. "Are you upset with me?"

"No," Heeseung sighed, wrapping an arm over my shoulders.

"...why?"

"Do you want me to be?" Heeseung grinned, raising his brows. "I figured you were dealing with enough as it was."

I shrugged. "I'm just surprised, that's all. Most people would be furious."

"I was until I talked to you," Heeseung leaned closer, resting his head onto mine. The action sent chills down my back, it made me instantly nervous. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't want him holding me like this. "But I also know what you're going through right now."

"Yeah," I spoke much quieter thanks to the sudden swollenness in my throat.

Heeseung seemed to notice since he tilted forward to look me in the eyes. I wanted to be strong, but staring into his sympathetic gaze caved me in. I buried my face into my hands, unable to hold these emotions back any longer.

These feelings were overwhelming. I was straining with this stress and guilt, and I'm not sure how much longer I can take any of it. I shouldn't be the one upset, I'm the one who created these problems. And yet there I was, crying into my knees right in front of Heeseung.

He sat there quietly and pulled me into his arms as I continued to sob. His warmth provided a sort of comfort to me, even though I was far from deserving of it.