"...Hi, butterfly. I, uh, just wanted to talk to you since Chan won't let me anywhere near you but I guess you're asleep or maybe you just don't want to talk to me. I don't blame you. I acted so fucking stupidly and I am so sorry, baby. To be honest, I've just been really stressed and anxious lately and I ended up taking it out on you. I should have never said those things to you. None of it was true. You are everything. I admire every aspect of your being. I wish so badly that I could tell you why I was gone but I'm not able to. I'm sorry. I know you hate not knowing things and I hate that I have to keep this from you. I can't even begin to imagine the thoughts that have gone through your mind these past two days but I promise you none of it is what is happening. I could tell what you might have been thinking that night and I just want you to know how much I cherish both our relationship and you, yourself. I could never even begin to see myself being unfaithful to you. You have me so overtaken with love and respect. I am completely yours. Forever. Unless you finally get tired and leave me for Lay... God, please don't do that. It breaks my heart that you would ever second guess me so I need to do better. You deserve so much and I've only given you a fraction but I won't stop until you get it all. You will be happy. I promise you that. You're such a pure soul. I will never understand how I got so lucky to even exist at the same time as you, let alone be loved by you the way that I am. The second I saw you, I knew you were going to be different. I have never met anyone so... whole. I always thought it was bullshit when they'd say their significant other changed their life but, God, Jay... What the fuck have you done to me? Every moment with you has felt like sparks, warmth and home all in one. You changed me for the better and you haven't even stopped. I'm always learning new things just by your existence in itself. You are phenomenal and I'm sorry. I can't take back any of the pain or sadness I have caused you but I will try my best for it to never happen again. I saw you as you were heading out for work this morning. You're so beautiful. Do me a favor and don't look under your book behind the counter tomorrow. I promise there's nothing there. Another thing, if you're even listening... Don't forget your worth. You are my world. I hope I can make up for these past few days. You deserve everything. Te quiero, mariposa. All of eternity."
Hot and cold air clash as the front door to the large house opens. Jay had worked longer than expected which meant she didn't get the chance to eat dinner with everyone. It was a little after midnight by the time she had finally reached home. Small steps are taken as she enters the dimly lit kitchen, sitting on one of the stools and resting her head in her hands. Whilst on the verge of falling asleep, fingertips are felt brushing against the nape of her neck, undoing the nearly too tight bun to let her hair down. She could sense exactly who was behind her which gave her goosebumps. Just as she was about to pull away, they spoke.
"Please, just let me."
Too tired and sore to protest, she sighs in response. Soft hands slowly rub up and down her back in a repetitive pattern. After a few minutes, she lets out a shallow breath and everything seems to stop for a moment as a sob is heard throughout the quiet kitchen. To be quite honest, Jay was drained. Her situation with Jisung on top of what she'd describe as the worst few days at work had taken it's toll on her, physically and mentally. Every inch of her body ached and she felt as though she could cry an ocean. She felt nonexistent. Jisung, of course, had picked up on the fact that she wasn't okay and turned the stool around to hook his hands around the backs on her thighs and lift her up. Her arms wrap around his neck, tears darkening the fabric of his shirt. After approximately 36 long strides, Jay is slowly laid on top of their shared bed. Hair is brushed out of her face and water is heard running just a few feet away. Five minutes go by before Jisung makes his way back into the room and sits the girl up, helping her undress as if she would break any second. He then leads her into the bathroom where there's a tub full of water decorated with the colorful swirls of a calming bath bomb and flowers. He takes his seat on the ground as she lays back in the warm water. His eyes stay on her while hers are closed. After completely submerging herself underwater, Jay comes back up to see Jisung with shampoo in his hand. He silently instructs her to turn away from him and gently lathers her hair, making sure not to knot. After washing her body and rinsing everything off, Jay lays in bed with her favorite baby blue pajama set on. The beginning of Tangled begins to play as Jisung goes to make his way back downstairs to his makeshift bed on the couch. Before he's able to turn he doorknob, a voice speaks out but this time it's softer than usual.
"Ji..."
He turns and is met with a small girl sitting up on a bed way too big for her. His heart is simultaneously filled with sadness and adoration.
"Yeah?"
"Can you stay?"
A sigh is let out as she slightly furrows her eyebrows, waiting for his response.
"Of course, my love."
