credits to @Mentally_SamStable
Y/ns POV:
I walked into fives room and saw him working yet again, he bebe takes a break, when he focuses on something he really locks in. it's been nine hours!.
"fiveee!" I complained. "yeah?" he replied without even looking up from his work. "you need to take a break!" I said.
he didn't respond, instead he ran his hand through his hair. I walked closer and got a better look at him...he looked stressed.
"hey..." I said softly. he looked like he was about to cry. "come on" I gently held his hand and led him out of the chair.
Five got up and stretched, "I really need to finish my wor-" I cut him off, "rest now, work later" I helped him into bed and layed down with him.
as soon as I got into bed he cuddled up to me. I smiled softly and let him. soon enough, I felt tears on my shoulder.
I immediately hugged him "you're okay...it's okay" I repeated, he is safe here. I rubbed his back and played with his hair.
he cried into my neck, I let him, it's not good to bottle up your emotions, I whispered a few "I love you's" in his ear.
he started to calm down a bit, after a while he had stopped crying. "you feeling okay now?" I asked. five nodded and sighed "sorry about that...I never usually let people see me like this" he replied.
"don't be sorry, you're allowed to cry you know" I played with his hair. he let out another sigh and kissed my forehead.
"thank you for everything" he smiled softly. "anytime" I cuddled up to him more. "now get some sleep".
five yawned and nodded, he layed his head down on the pillow and pulled me closer to him, he rested his head on my shoulder and slowly drifted off, he must've been really tired.
"I love you, five"
"I love you too, y/n..."
