"-ot okay, I'm not okay. What's the point? I'm not okay.."
[Name] leaned his ear against the door to his boyfriend's recording room. His lover was currently recording his new song. Listening to the lyrics of that song made his heart clench. It felt like he wasn't there for him enough. To comfort him and be the best boyfriend for him. It hurts. For the both of them.
[Name] pushed himself off the door and knocked, stating that he'll be off to work. Hearing a short hum from his lover, he bid goodbye and left, feeling like a pang of strong guilt was eating him up inside.