𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 ──﹙🪽﹚ You sat in bed, your heart rapidly beating, almost hard enough it seemed as if it would erupt out of your chest. You silently sobbed into your hand, muffling your cries as you curled your body up underneath the comforters.
You felt your tears slip from your hot cheeks onto the pillow. You didn't even know what caused this outburst of tears, all you knew was that it was painful. Your hushed cries were enough to awaken Heeseung, who was lost in a dazed sleep before he heard light sniffles. He sat up quickly, unsure of what he was supposed to do.
"Hey, what's the matter, angel?" He asked, his warm hand gently caressing your back as he pulled you into his chest. His mind was racing, thinking about what he should do to ease your mind. He held your face in one hand, wiping the tears from your face as he looked at you with concern.
"I... I don't even know," You said softly, tears welling up again as you spoke. You felt pitiable for crying over something so insignificant that you couldn't even figure out what it was.
"It's okay," He said, still holding you close. "You don't have to know. It's okay." His words were soft and sweet, a deep comfort that enveloped you. "You wanna listen to music for a bit?"
The mellifluous notes filled the room as your emotions shifted slightly, the soft music ringing beautifully through your ears. Heeseung's hand met your chin as he lifted your face, gently planting a kiss on your lips.
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 ──﹙🪽﹚ You were on break from the long and relentless days of uni, finally allowing you to come home and take an edge off the tedious and overwhelming pressure of academics. However, you couldn't shake the nagging in your head that you were beginning to fall behind in your classes. Your grades greatly reflected the stress, tiredness, and strain you felt trying to keep up with assignments.
Your eyes were exhausted, your hair was dishevelled, and your body was hunched and achy. Looking at you, anyone could tell that the world's weight was on your shoulders.
As you entered the apartment, you were met with a savoury aroma. As you turned the corner, the sight of your boyfriend, Jay, cooking became visible. You stared as tears filled your eyes, your emotions overflowing with happiness, stress, and anxiety.
