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✧ Tired || Sawamura Daichi

ORIGINALLY UPLOADED: January 20, 2019 (03.14AM)
EDITING TIME: January 19,2019 (11.34PM) – January 20, 2019 (02.48AM)

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Daichi knew she was tired. Tired of smiling, tired of trying. Tired of laughing, tired of crying. He knew she was starting to lose the fight, and although he had always been trying his hardest for her, he never felt like it was enough.

{F/N} was, to him at least, an empathetic person: she never judged anyone without hearing their stories, she tried to help anyone who asked through their troubles, and she would always do her best to take everyone's feelings into consideration. The only downside he saw to this, was that she started to become selfless.

She stopped putting herself first. He had warned her about it as soon as he took notice, but he was only rewarded with a shrug. "It's okay," she had said, "maybe it's better that way."

Daichi sighed recalling the conversation. He knew of {F/N}'s ups and downs, but even though he had been countering both of them for years, he couldn't tell whether what he was doing was right or wrong. Today had been no exception.

He hadn't seen {F/N} all day. She'd usually get up with him, eat with him, have a chat with him – but today, she had locked herself away. Daichi felt a little empty when he wasn't greeted by her lazy smile.

He had tried to get the day off. He had called his workplace early in the morning, saying something had come up, but he was still expected to come in. There was an important meeting scheduled, after all, one of which his boss had said he "couldn't miss it." It frustrated him, but there was nothing he could do about it. He needed the money to support {F/N}.

He placed a careful knock on her door. "{F/N}? It's me, Daichi. Can I come in?"

His heart ached at the gentleness of her voice. "It's open."

Daichi stepped inside carefully, a small smile showing on his lips. "Hey."

"Hey." {F/N} smiled back softly. "How was work?"

"Same old," he laughed, "businessmen discussing whether they should invest in plan A or plan B. How are you?"

{F/N}'s eyes cast down. "Better," she whispered, "better."

"I'm glad."

"Yeah. Me too."

The two of them were overtaken by silence: a comfortable silence, but not one Daichi planned to keep. "Do you want to watch a movie with me tonight? We can lay down on the couch with a blanket,"

{F/N} smiled at the gesture, but shook her head. "Don't you have a meeting with the team tonight?"

"It can wait until tomorrow."

"Daichi, it's important."

"You're important too."

The uneasiness of the conversation reflected in her eyes. She didn't like being the center of attention.

Daichi paced the room slowly, then carefully sat down on the bed next to her. The sheets were messy, but they were still warm. He could only assume she hadn't left the bed.

"I want you to understand that nothing is more important to me than you are." His hand found its way to her cheek, his fingers softly stroking her skin. "So, let me ask you again. Do you want to watch a movie with me tonight?"

"Are you sure it's okay to cancel the meeting?"

"I'm sure."

{F/N} sighed, but the corners of her lips tugged upwards. "Alright. I'll watch a movie with you, then."

Daichi simply smiled in return, gently pinching her cheeks, his grin growing wider.

"What are you doing?" she laughed, trying to remove his hands from her face.

"I wanted to hear your laugh. I like your laugh," he then mussed her hair, "your laugh is beautiful."

The heat rising to her cheeks made her turn her head. "Okay, Captain Cheesy," she playfully punched his arm, "look what you did to my hair!"

Even Daichi didn't understand how his smile kept getting brighter. "Come here. Let me fix it." He watched as she scooted closer to him, then surprised her by wrapping his arms around her. "Got you."

{F/N} didn't know what to do other than to give in and sighed, her head resting against his chest. She listened to his voice, she listened to his breathing, and at last, she listened to his heartbeat. It was faster than she expected it to be.

"You're warm."

Daichi nuzzled her a little tighter. "I know." He ran his fingers through her hair as he took a moment to take a whiff of her scent, recognizing that familiar smell of hers. She had always smelled like roses.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?"

{F/N} pulled back slightly to meet his gaze, shaking her head. "I haven't. I hadn't found the energy to leave the bed." Her words were melancholy.

"Neither have I. Let's go eat something," he let go of her and stood up, offering her his hand. "I can make your favorites?" His heart warmed when she smiled.

"Won't that be too much work? I don't want to cause you any trouble."

"Don't worry about me. Come on, let's go into the kitchen. Didn't you start reading a new book recently? Why don't you tell me all about it while I'm cooking us something to eat?"

The interest he showed in her eased her nerves. "That sounds nice," she whispered, "I'd like that."

{F/N} took hold of his extended hand, though her knees immediately buckled under the pressure.

Voicing his concern, Daichi immediately squatted down to help her. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine," she replied, "I just haven't walked yet today. My knees are a little weak,"

"It seems like I have no choice but to carry you, then." He wrapped her legs around his torso, then took ahold of her arms as he draped them over his shoulders. "Hold on tight."

Daichi carefully went down the stairs, sticking close to the wall to ensure his balance. When they made it to the kitchen, he carefully set {F/N} down on a chair, a smile on his face. "Tell me about your book."

Appreciating his interest, {F/N} began to tell him all about it – from how she disliked the protagonist to how she was able to understand the antagonist's motives. As Daichi prepared their dinner, he did nothing other than listen to what she had to say. He liked her voice, and the way her eyes lit up when she was passionate about something – which had become a rare occurrence – warmed his heart. There was nothing he cherished more than her.

"I'm sorry for talking for so long," she then suddenly said, eyes widening in realization. "I must've bored you."

"{F/N}, you never bore me. If I could, I would stay home every single day just to be with you and listen to your stories."

"Do you mean that?"

"I do."

He smiled as he turned off the stove, putting two well-prepared plates on the dining table. {F/N} took her fork and dove in straight away, not failing to miss Daichi's chuckle. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Why are you laughing?"

"No reason."

"Daichi."

"I just think you're cute."

A faint blush dusted her cheeks as she continued eating, once again surrounded by a comfortable silence. When she finished her plate, she looked at Daichi, eyes full of affection.

"Hey, Daichi?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you. For everything."

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