you wake up to a door slamming shut. looking over to the clock, it reads 3AM. you alreadly knew that the noise has been made by your boyfriend, erick. he always returns home early in the morning because he's rehearsing with the other CNCO members. he's always relly tired, be he plasters a smile on his face. sometimes it just gets too much.
the door to your bedroom opens and erick stumbles in. you squint through the darkness, watching him toss his bags on the already untidy floor. he tries to be quiet, thinking you are asleep.
"erick?" you ask, your voice loud against the quiet atmosphere. erick jumps at the sudden noise.
"Fabby! i thought you were asleep! you scared me!" he whisper shouts.
like everyother night erick gets angry at the little things. you both know it's down to tiredness. Erick is one of the hardest working members, choreographing the dances and all. you admire him for that, but you do wish that he'd stop taking it out on you. even if he didn't really mean it.
you roll over in the bed you and Erick share, turning your back to him. Erick, still standing there, sighs and leaves for the bathroom.
since CNCO's debut, you have noticed that all the members have a weight on their shoulders. it's been a lot of work preparing for the live shows and interview and the lack of sleep is catching up to them. you just wish that everything would go back to the way it was when Erick and you had just started dating.
you sniff a lone tear trails down your cheek.
"fabby? are you crying?" Erick whisper shamefully. you hadn't realized he'd comeback from the bathroom. you stay perfectly still, trying to pretend you are asleep. anything would be better than facing him right now.
"you are, aren't you?"
Erick throws back the duvet covers and hops into the bed. he wraps his arms around your waist and squeezes you so that your back was against his chest. you didn't realise his face was so close to yours until you hear him say, "i'm sorry...I don't ever want to make you cry again."
you turn to towards him, to see his lips pouted, you chouldn't stay mad at him for long. "no, you shouldn't be sorry, I should be the one apologise. I knew these past few weeks have been hard for you."
Erick stares into your eyes and nods. "they, have, but that doesn't beat the fact that I have been a bad boyfriend, haven't I? I shouldn't ever take my stress out on you. i'm sorry. please don't ever cry because of me again." he says as he kisses away the tears from your cheeks and lies back down in the bed, his arm still wraps around you.
"i love you, fabby. please don't forget that." he whispers in your ear as you were about to fall sleep.
you manage to fit a sentence out before you fall sleep. "i won't..."
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hey fabby, or "HEY BESTFRIEND!" anyways I hope you enjoy this
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