I sighed and glanced up ever so slightly. The weight of the moment pressed on me, making it hard to breathe. I couldn't put into words how I felt at this moment in time. My heart raced, and my thoughts were a tangled mess. The air between us seemed charged with something unspoken.
I opened my mouth to speak, but the words caught in my throat. Instead, I reached out, my hand trembling slightly, and brushed a strand of hair away from your face. "I... I've been thinking " I began, my voice barely above a whisper. "About everything, and what we mean to each other."
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you." My eyes searched around, looking for any sign of understanding.
"I don't know how to say this without sounding Stupid, but..." I hesitated, feeling vulnerable. "Being with you, talking with you, it's different. It's... it's everything. I just need you to know that." My words hung in the air, and I hoped you could sense the depth of what I couldn't fully articulate.
Woozi hummed and looked up, my heart sank, wondering what he was thinking and about to say. His eyes, usually so clear and full of determination, now seemed clouded, distant. The silence between us grew heavy, each passing second deepening the pit in my stomach.
"I don't know if this is going to work," he finally whispered, his voice barely audible. The words hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless and reeling.
"What do you mean?" I managed to choke out, my voice trembling with the fear of losing everything we had built together. "We’ve come so far, I, we've put so much into this…"
He looked at me then, really looked at me, and I saw the struggle in his eyes. "It's just... everything feels so overwhelming. You've just survived, then the constant pressure of everyone.
Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. "You're not alone in this, Woozi.” I said, even though I felt alone, I never had this feeling before, not even with other members. “ We're in this together. We can figure it out, one step at a time. Please.”
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don't want to give up. I just... I need to figure out if this is a good” he muttered, I hid my face into his chest wondering if it was or wasn't a yes.
He looked down at me, I felt so small as the thoughts, unsurety overwhelmed me, "Coups,” he muttered and rubbed my back, “hey, I did mean what I said, I do love you” he assured me, hugging me tight, I let out a sigh and closed my eyes.
His reassurance wrapped around me like a warm blanket, and as he hugged me tight, I let out a long, shuddering sigh. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to sink into his embrace, feeling a flicker of hope amidst the turmoil.
The room seemed to grow quieter, the world outside our small bubble fading into insignificance. For a moment, it was just the two of us, clinging to each other in the stillness. His heartbeat was a steady rhythm against my ear, grounding me, giving me something to hold onto.
"I've been so scared," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Scared of failing, of not being enough.” I squeezed my eyes shut and sighed as he tried to hide, “after the statement, I lost it”
He tightened his hold on me, his chin resting on top of my head. "You are enough, Coups. More than enough. We've come so far, and we have each other. We'll find our way."
His words were a balm to my wounded spirit. I pulled back slightly to look up at him, searching his face for the sincerity I hoped to find there. His eyes, dark and earnest, met mine with unwavering resolve. There was a strength in his gaze that I desperately needed.
"Woozi, I..." I hesitated, struggling to put my feelings into words. "I don't want to lose this. Lose us, again. Whatever it takes, I'm willing to fight for it."
A soft smile curved his lips, and he cupped my face in his hands, his touch gentle but firm. "Then we'll fight together. No more facing things alone, okay? We'll lean on each other."
I nodded, a small smile tugging at my lips. "Together," I repeated, feeling the word resonate deep within me.
As we laid there, holding onto each other, the weight of our fears and doubts began to lift. We were not alone in this battle, and as long as we had each other, there was a way forward.
"Let's take it one step at a time," Woozi said, his voice a steady anchor. "And we'll figure out the rest as we go."
I took a deep breath, feeling more at peace than I had in weeks. "One step at a time," I echoed, yawning as I felt as if I could doze off.
