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hi everyone long time no see just another reminder that im so normal about asheiji
(kiss meme template by @/kianamaiart 😘)
#kiss meme#i drew this in a frenzy#like three hours non stop#or was it five hours#maybe even six bc im slow#but yeah im still obsessed w them#thought i would share here too bc i neglect this app so much#banana fish#my art#ash lynx#asheiji#eiji okumura
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my neighbor brought me crumbl cookies and strawberry lemonade after he saw that i power washed my roof alone and was like ‘here, you deserve it’ 🥺
#yk how i have a fkn leak rn well today was finally a full sunny day#where i could properly clean everything so that i can lay down the treatment (hopefully tomorrow)#and my house is pretty big so i had to do the roofs the terrace and the balcony#and hubs is at work and i didn’t wanna wait lol so i did myself#managed to do it in three hours non stop#and my neighbor was like damn gurl you did that LMAO#kai.rambles
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wahoo besties it's been a rough week but i got a cat today AND the dodgers won the NLDS and move on to the NLCS! great end to the week!
#rachel speaks#i called out sick twice this week bc i haven't been sleeping well at all#and even now i've been yawning like non stop#and it's not even 11 and i didn't get up until 10#plus a bunch of low blood sugars#so my body is exhausted#and the dodgers kept losing when i was watching so that was disappointing#but they came back! and they won!#and i got a cat!#a goal of mine for the past three years!#so life is better now#and i have a three day weekend bc of indigineous people's day#although i do have girl scout work tomorrow#but that'll be fine#also that's why i haven't been on here much i've just been so exhausted and working 12+ hour days recently and i just haven't#had the energy to scroll and look at things
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I’m in so much physical and mental pain. Did not have a good year this year.
Things won’t be improving in the near future, either.
IDK what to do, honestly.
#ive been searching for work non stop for like three months feels like#im so fucking tired…i now have a 1k car repair bill and my current job isn’t giving me hours like that rn really#i tried venting to my mom yesterday and it didn’t end up going so well#she did the ‘Man’ thing of trying to ‘fix’ things which made me feel invalidated#and then her response to me saying what I wanted just ended up making me frustrated and feel like crying#which I did do! don’t worry#i miss my therapist tbh they’re a non licensed clinician bc theyre still working on their masters#so we don’t meet back til mid jan
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aquaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. aquaaaaaaaaaaaaa
#pers#kh lb#she should’ve been evil for longer she was so oooooooo cool….and like. The implications of that good lird!#i love her so much…im going to think about her non stop for the next three hours thank you goodbye
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I’m so goddamn infatuated with the boy it’s practically a problem. I don’t think I’ve ever liked someone this much and like I can’t stop thinking about it.
He was my fantasy crush for a good while and I have no idea how to reconcile that with like actually dating him.
I’m trying to just not overthink and just enjoy it, but I’m obsessing and worried that I’m going to ruin everything somehow. And I also just like straight up don’t know how to deal with liking someone with this much
#I’ve barely dated and tbh was only mildly into people I’ve dated in the past#figured I was at least partly asexual but based upon how much I think about kissing this boy probably not#he’s hardly the first person I’ve imagined elaborate relationship daydreams of#but he’s the first that I’ve then gone on to day#for a while like three hour hike I imagined exactly how our honeymoon go#despite you know never having previously hung out individually in a non frisbee setting#but I suppose the risk of crashing and burning is just the risk of relationships#I just don’t want to break it#and I’d like to stop obsessing#at least it makes my news year resolution easy to accomplish
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my dad getting unrestricted youtube access was the worst thing that could have happened
#like i'm not even joking i think this man is falling through the right wing pipline#he is saying some... really like bad things???#like tuvimos una conversación hace dos años sobre trans ppl and he was like ppl can do what they want just kids shouldn't transition#but now he is fully saying that all trans ppl are predators??#like it is really concerning to see how much right wing propaganda he is falling for and i can't say anythibg bc then i would be causing#family issues#my mom even told me he has a problem with me having pink hair now bc of the thing like huh??#i have had my hair pink for three years...like i asked for permission the first time hell he paied for it the first time and NOW it's a bad#like obviamente la cosa about the pink hair is less bad than transphobia but like dude please stop watching these videos#like before he had the smart tv he would only watch youtube for like an a couple hours max at the library and now he can see that shit#multiple hours a day and the algoritm gives him like batshit sugestiones voy a mirar si puedo poner non bigoted videos in his sugested bc#this is too much
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Chronic pain really got me going to bed before it’s even dark out (also my little pink unicorn lights Millie got me look so cool in the second pic)
#my back and shoulder are killing me and I’ve done nothing but smoke weed and stretch and I just hurt so bad#so I’m gonna go to bed and hopefully feel better tomorrow#I work at nine again tomorrow so if anything hopefully going to bed early helps that#I’m excited to sleep hopefully a lot and hopefully really well bc 1) weed. 2) took sleepy cough meds to try and mooch extra pain reliever#out of meds in my cabinet. 3) took a back and muscle pain Aleve (even tho I hate taking pills and it took me like three whole min to get it#down my fucking throat. 4) tired from actually using my brain and anxiety from work tired#5) period tired and chronic pain tired#like guys my brain and my body are both exhausted and the idea of getting up tomorrow and doing any of it again makes me miserable and I did#nothing but sit at a computer for three and a half hours that’s itttttt#like doing two week road-trip then non stop either emotional or physical shit every day until my first day at work#like I’m already setting myself up for this to be the summer of the grind#gonna make a bunch of money (and spend too much and blame it on the summer time and needing a little treat every time I venture out into the#heat or work a day or do anything at all) and then save a bunch all fall winter spring and once it gets colder and I feel like I can handle#my job more I want to focus on how to make moving out happen. like I need to figure out if maybe there’s somewhere I want to live that has#an Office Depot I could transfer to cause office depots are everywhere and maybe that’s an added way for me to figure out where I want to#move#hmmm okay I’m gonna lay in bed on google maps looking at Office Depot locations in New England and I’m just gonna daydream and try to fall#asleep and I’ll look at / add to my Pinterest board of house and apartment inspo#going to think about the future because I want to live !!!!#anyways yeah this is the summer of being miserable and spending all my money on bullshit and daydreaming and disappointing my mother#and also the summer of my weed tolerance doubling forever until I’m back to smoking constantly to the point where I’m making myself sick and#then I’ll get sick of smoking weed for a bit and that’ll lead me into saving money again#or force me into a tolerance break where I stop buying weed#either way I’m going to smoke all summer it’s gonna be weed and sweat and fresh fruit and laying in my room during all of my days off and it#it’s gonna suck and I’m gonna be thinking about my dad the whole time and it’ll be depressing and isolating and lonely and I’ll come out of#the summer recentered and motivated towards big goals again like I always am#and then I’ll crash and burn next spring as always. cycles continue forever thank u seasonal depression.#I want to grow up and mature in the ways I deal with myself my health and advocating for my mental health I feel like I need to grow up a#bit so I hope I do that and it feels good. I hope I make friends and I can daydream about the future every night and my room will smell like#weed and incense and sweat and love and tears and it will be incredible
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bus not full for the first time in a long time so I can actually spread out and enjoy my two seats to myself
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My tummy hurts so fucking bad
#txt#and I’m at work and the room smells like eggs cus Luna has been farting non stop for three hours let me leave
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i will be sisyphus for $14.00/h
#me#retail#it’s funnier without content#but allow me to explain#the baler was broken at work today#meaning all of the cardboard boxes from stocking had nowhere to go#so they had just piled up like crazy#and my manager wanted the boxes flattened and stacked on a pallet#so they could be out of the way and shrink wrapped#however#idk if you’ve ever stacked flat cardboard boxes before#but after they get over three feet high#they just fall over willy nilly#especially as they were almost all different sizes and shapes#so they kept falling over#and I’d have to stack them again#like five times in a row#this took me over an hour and Ed just non stop#stacking boxes and then they all fall over so I have to stack them again and no way I tried stopped them from falling#so alas#i was sisyphus for 14/h#the end#work
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this is so late but thank u @they-bite for the tag :D
rules: list top 10 most listened songs this month
no pressure tags: @petrichordiam , @sucrosesorcery , @farragoofwires , @redminibike1 , @heathenhouse , @calboniferous , and anyone else who would like to :)
#not pictured: me feverishly sweating as i do this bc my eleventh song on repeat is horrifically embarrassing#music#tag games#ty ... ty ...#tbh im surprised mr. she isn't on here (perhaps bc that one's been on repeat more w/in the last like 2 days ..)#bc ive been playing that thang NON. STOP.#three heads is also higher than i thot it would b ...#rained and rained and rained is exactly where i thot it would b tho i listened to that bad boy on loop for hours while doing an artfight#croidhe
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Last spring my neighbour asked if I could let Pirlouit mow the grass around his barn from time to time, which Pirou was happy to do at first but if I left him there several days in a row he got pretty sad about being alone (lots of wistful, melancholy braying). So this year when my donkey was hired for this job again, I went for a different formula: for the past few weeks I've been bringing all the animals to the neighbour's barn for an hour of landscaping services now and then at apéritif time.
The fence is extremely not Pampe-proof so I have to have my apéritif while sitting on the road in a strategic position from which I can toss a stick in her direction if she tries to escape, but other than that I've been really enjoying this peaceful evening ritual, just sitting there reading and watching the animals while feeling like I'm doing my neighbour a favour. Pirlouit doesn't get all the grass to himself anymore but I've learnt that he prefers to be rich in friends than in food.
You'll notice that Merricat is present in every photo, looking alert. She too has been hired, but for the thankless job of Thought Police. She may look like she's just napping on the warm asphalt with not a care in the world...
... but she is working! Keeping an eye on the llamas, always.
I've discovered that in a specific context my three cats can act as precogs and warn me of Pampe's future crimes. My theory is that they developed this skill because of Poldine, who loves cats. Any cat who enters the pasture will soon be noticed and (lovingly) chased by Poldine, who wants kisses. Cats not only do not want llama kisses, they don't differentiate between individual llamas. They are all potential kissers. So even if it looks like she's all relaxed, Merricat is constantly monitoring where the llamas are and what they seem to be planning. If we are on the other side of a fence and Pampe approaches it a bit too slyly, Merricat will jump to her feet, ready to flee (and I will toss one of my anti-Pampe sticks, and say NON.)
Merricat and I are a very good team! We've foiled several of Pampe's plots, but we need to be on the road for Merricat to remain wary (if we were in the pen Pampe's escape attempts would involve getting away from us and the cat wouldn't care.) Cars are rare so it's okay (plus it's so quiet you can always hear them coming), and on the few occasions when someone showed up and asked why I was having apéritif on the road, I pointed at Pampe and they were like, "Ah! Didn't see her here. Good luck!"
"Hedgehog-moss, you're exaggerating. Pampe can't be that—"
She is! She is. And she always seems to notice when Merricat is on a bathroom break and I'm absorbed in a book.
There was one evening though, when she got distracted by a fascinating new idea. I don't claim to know what's going on in this llama's head (except when she's looking at a fence, then it's easy) but as you can see, once I brought the animals to the barn Poldine started eating flowers, Pirlouit started eating grass, and Pampe started eating the wall.
After a moment she slowly circled the barn, then stopped and lay down right next to it, settling down in a comfortable position but with focused ears and her head still turned towards the wall. It was suspicious behaviour, but on the other hand she now looked so uninterested in the road that I decided to take a risk and run home to bring back some dinner—and she didn't move while I was away! I even brought Pandolf, who is usually banned from these soirées because he would disturb my Merricat alarm system. He was happy to be finally included.
It's unclear if Pampe was eating the wall, talking to the wall, or carefully examining various parts of the wall as Step 1 of 27 of a complex plan only she understands, but she stuck close to the barn all evening instead of lying in wait by the fence so I was able to have a picnic in the grass rather than on the road, which felt more bucolic. I know that "Pampérigouste has a new, mysterious project" is a worrying sentence but at this early stage (feasibility study) it felt to me and Merricat like a little holiday!
#crawling along#if you look at the Pampe & The Wall photos you can see the adorable little goatee i gave poldine when i sheared her <3#it suits her she looks very elegant
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I shouldn’t have to do ANYTHING ever again I’m done with doing things I’m retiring
#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#I got one of my two presentations (the important one) to a standard where I can present it.#I just. now have to write a whole other one by Thursday 2pm#I finished the presentation at like 4pm today and I was like oh cool!! I’m done early!!#so I went to the shop and walked home before it got too dark out thinking I could start early on cooking and do some work tonight and sleep#and proceed to spend THREE HOURS making ticking STIR FRY#it was a good fucking stir fry I’ve never had so many compliments on how my cooking smells#it didn’t taste That great but food you make yourself never does :/#this was meant to be quick meal. I didn’t even have all the normal ingredients like my broccoli went slimy#anyway! am done doing things now no more things I’m done no more things#I was out from like 9:30-4:30 today mostly working and shopping and goddamn#also god mr fucking GUY comes in right before the lecture and sits behind me AGAIN even though today was empty#and I had to hear him talking non stop for 2 hours bc it was kinda a coding class thing#i didn’t turn around much bc he was. right there. but when he was moving around in the break and before leaving he was once again looking.#and I can’t tell if he’s trying to catch my eye or not but he made no fucking effort to talk to me despite being sat Right There this time#so like??? what the fuck am I meant to do with that???#I don’t have time to make a point of talking to him about This Bullshit so this is just Happening for the foreseeable future huh#god the thing is if I DO try talk to him abt wtf man I wouldn’t put it past him to just blatantly lie abt it#what no I’m not looking at you#subtly make out that I’m making things up or I’m not over him#maybe this is being uncharitable again but goddamnit dude what’s UP with you#I’m kinda scared that I AM making things up but. it’s happened kinda a Lot and I know that things are still weird between us#I might ask my friends to keep an eye out just to verify I’m not actually losing my mind#anyway!!! fuck you mr guy I don’t have time for this <3#I gotta work on presentation 2: electric boogaloo#this time with waaaaaaay more mushrooms#or not I guess bc I don’t think mycorrhizal fungi make mushrooms? t potentially no mushrooms but significantly more fun guys#also obligatory fuck you also to Sinclair et al (2023) you’re so annoying#we all know nitrogen use efficiency is important but maybe other things exist too <3#luke.txt
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feel like shit because of mental illness but i also feel good because of exercise but i also feel like shit because my walk was TOO LONG
#✉️#so i feel like umm better than if i hadnt gone on a walk but worse than if my walk had been. not three and a half hours#<- also this is kind of embarrassing but thats like the longest non stop walk ive been on. in a really long time like. years. lol#mp3
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emergency contact | park sunghoon x reader
prompt: weeks after your breakup, sunghoon finds out that he’s still your emergency contact. pairing: non-idol sunghoon x implied female reader genre: angst with hopeful/happy? ending; second chance romance??; exes to lovers??? word count: 2800 note: i’ve had a cute fic idea that i wanted to write forever…but this is not it. the sad demons have visited me once again. hope y’all enjoy nevertheless and any feedback is much appreciated <3
sunghoon was miserable.
it had been three weeks, five days, two hours, and thirty-two minutes since the two of you had gone no contact.
he wished he could say he was happy to be single, that he was no longer “locked down” and “whipped” as his friends had always called him. but the so-called “freedom” felt like hell since it meant losing you.
at first, he kept telling himself that time would heal the pain. “it’s natural,” he had repeated like a mantra, “she was your best friend and lover for years.” but no, this heartbreak was inhumane. his desire to see you, apologize endlessly, and spend days holding you until you could feel every ounce of his love was gnawing at his soul. if anything, it got worse by the minute.
he had tried so hard to balance work and the rest of his life, using the excuse several times that he was securing this future for your shared life with him. that one day, you’d be able to reap the rewards of his efforts and live comfortably together without stress.
but what was the use of all of that now? the future he had worked so hard to create was ripped out from his hands by no one other than himself.
you had accused him of being too busy for you. dates canceled at the last minute, a birthday forgotten, and all the texts left on read had built up to the argument that ended it all. he was always good at fighting, a little too good. he had retorted that you weren’t being supportive, and he was never one to sugarcoat his words. his tongue was sharp, and he did nothing to dull its blade.
but there wasn’t too much yelling on your part, and he thought that that hurt more. he wanted you to fight back, to stand your ground because he knew deep down that he was being the asshole. his toxic thought was that by you fighting back, this meant that you were still fighting for your relationship. but instead, you just stared with silent tears and a blank expression. seeing the indifference in eyes that had previously held so much love was a sight that would stay with him forever. so, in fear of you leaving, he ran instead.
he was a coward, leaving your shared home to run back to the apartment he had still technically owned but hadn’t lived in for more than a year. he locked himself away for a few days, but the realization that you hadn’t attempted to contact him burned more than he could put into words. you were done with him. he had hurt you, had the audacity to be the one to run, and now he had lost you.
he had even run from his job. he couldn’t stand to walk into the same building he stayed in when he forgot dates with you. his coworkers wouldn’t stop asking what happened to him, why he looked so rough. he even found an empty container that had once held lunch you made for him. but his final straw was getting promoted. his first instinct was to call you, but he remembered the sad truth before he could dial. any ounce of pride was washed away with shame in that moment. that same day, he quit without notice.
so there he was: miserable, alone, and unemployed with nothing left to run from but memories. he had spent the last week going through his phone and saving your pictures together in a locked album. he wouldn’t dare delete them, but he couldn’t stomach looking at you either.
he wished he could get drunk and sleep away the pain. he had tried, he definitely did - but that night, he dreamt of you. you were smiling at first, eyes ever full of love. you were speaking, yet he couldn’t hear you. but he could see how your words started to gradually look sadder, and slowly, tears started to fall as your grin dropped. he woke up that next morning crying with the conclusion that he would have to face this heartbreak sober.
but another day of scrolling through albums had stopped abruptly when he saw the notification that changed everything.
SOS i called emergency services from this approximate location after my watch detected a hard fall. you are receiving this message because i have you listed as my emergency contact.
sunghoon had to remind himself to breathe.
he had purchased that watch for you as a “just because” present months ago. you had complained of bad sleep and he wanted you to use it as a way to track your slumber. he hated seeing you tired. he knew that the watch had a fall detection function, but it had never been used before.
his heart was in his stomach as he went to his favorite contacts page and selected your name for the first time in weeks.
“please,” he begged, all notion of running away from you leaving his brain, “pick up please.”
but you just weren’t answering. so he tried again and again and again.
for a moment while the line attempted to connect, he wondered if this was how he had made you feel for months - desperate for a sliver of attention from him. but instead, he was desperate for a sign of life.
finally, after about two minutes of trying to reach you, his body moved of its own accord. before he knew it, his car keys were in his hands and he was out the door.
the car ride there might have been the worst part. the speed at which he drove at almost defied the laws of physics. other drivers were cursing at him but he wasn’t registering anything except the thought of your safety. he just needed to get to you.
why did he run? why didn’t he try to talk it out? if he was so afraid of losing you, why did he do the one thing that would guarantee that? he should have been there like he promised to be from the beginning. you would have been safe with him.
when he pulled up to the house you had shared for so long, he suddenly felt the world slow down. why were emergency services there? you should’ve canceled them by now.
he had to double park as the ambulance was blocking the driveway. why were they here?
the emts and police had arrived at the same time as him, which both increased his anxiety and soothed him. for one, that meant he had been quick enough. but why did you need them?
“sir, do you know–” an officer had approached him as he stumbled to the front door. all he could understand was your name. why were they asking if he knew you? of course he knew you. you, the love of his life. you, his soulmate by every meaning of the word. you were you. and you were safe.
as if sensing his distress, he felt an emt worker pull him to the side as the same officer prepared to break down the door. seeing this, sunghoon finally returned to his senses.
“w-wait! sorry, i have a key.” sunghoon’s hands were shaking. the only way that door had unlocked was by pure muscle memory because he didn’t understand what he was doing at all.
as soon as the door opened, sunghoon tried to step in. finally, he was close to you.
the officer, however, pulled him back.
“sir, you should wait here. we need to make an initial search before you can go in.”
“what, why? if she’s in there, i want to see–”
“sir, it’s just in case we find something we wouldn’t want you to see.”
all of sunghoon’s hesitation and fear went out the window at those words. his body flew automatically as he ran inside.
he screamed your name as he rushed in, ignoring the yells of the police officers who followed him in. as it had been for almost four weeks, his only thought was you. he just needed you.
he checked the ground floor first, eyes scanning the open space in less than a second as his body avoided an officer trying to grab him. sunghoon then moved to the staircase, long legs prepared to skip steps to reach you. then suddenly, he heard the voice his ears had been longing for,
“sunghoon?!”
his head shot up. there you were, finally. he saw the sadness, confusion, and fear all flash your face as you registered the emergency workers behind him. you looked exhausted and unruly, but he had never felt more in love.
he didn’t even remember climbing the steps, but suddenly he was at the top of the staircase and you were in his arms.
you could feel him trembling as he held you. you took his face into your hands to look at him, “sunghoon? what’s wrong? why are you here? is it my parents? is someone hurt?” you watched as his mouth opened but no words came out. after a few seconds, one of the officers spoke from the bottom of the steps,
“ma’am, we received an alert from your device that a hard fall had occurred.”
suddenly, you understood everything. taking sunghoon’s hand gently, you led him down the stairs, afraid he’d fall from shock. he followed you silently, but his grip tightened seemingly with every step.
that’s when you noticed your shattered watch on the third step.
you let sunghoon go and you could hear his deep breath when you did. you picked up the watch and offered it up to the officer as an explanation, “i’m sorry officer, it looks like there’s been a misunderstanding…”
the officer nodded in understanding, and dismissed the emts, “got it, ma’am. we will still need a formal report for our records since this was registered as an emergency call.” he motioned to your couch as he took out a pen and paper.
you reached for sunghoon’s hand once more and led him to sit with you. in the moment, you knew he needed you more than you would ever understand. so, as you explained to the officer, you held his trembling hand, rubbing soothing circles with your thumb.
“i was doing laundry here downstairs and had taken off my watch to prevent it from getting wet,” you recounted, “i put it on top of the basket of clothes that i took upstairs. i remember tripping a little going up the stairs - i didn’t fall, but that must’ve been when the watch fell."
"what about your phone, where is it? i'm sure your boyfriend must've tried to call you."
sunghoon slowly nodded at that, turning to look at you. you smiled sheepishly, "i left it upstairs and it was on silent while i folded the clothes. i’m so sorry for the inconvenience.”
after finishing up your statement, the remaining officer prepared to leave. as he walked out the door, he gave a soft smile to the both of you,
“glad to see it was a false alarm, ma’am. you had this gentleman quite worried - ran so fast i couldn’t even grab him!” the officer laughed, “you two have a nice day now! sorry about your watch, though!”
after he shut your door, the silence enveloped your home. you closed your eyes and breathed deeply to prepare to speak to your ex-boyfriend. but as soon as you opened them, sunghoon started to cry softly.
he hugged you tighter than he ever had, and soon enough, his face was buried in your neck. his cries were silent, but you could feel his body shaking as his tears soaked your shirt.
“sunghoon…” you started, stroking his back, “i’m sorry i worried you, honey.”
you knew you shouldn’t be calling your ex pet names, especially an ex that had run from you without properly ending the relationship. but your heart still held so much love for him that it flowed out naturally. and you knew he was crying from more than just worry, so you doubt he minded at all in the moment.
his crying slowed down as his arms took to loosely wrapping around your waist instead. he pulled away from your neck to rest his forehead on yours. from this angle, you could see his swollen eyes and red nose - a sight so rare in all the years you had dated. he was never a crier after all.
but memories of several late-night conversations rushed your mind. he always said his number one fear was your death, and now you could see he had never lied about that.
he could see your mind go elsewhere so he called your name softly, “don’t say you’re sorry. i’m so happy, these are relieved tears. and i just really, really missed you.” he croaked out. you knew he had more to say, so you just nodded, letting him go on.
“and i’m sorry, baby. for everything. i shouldn’t have run, i shouldn’t have tried to egg you on to fight me back. i shouldn’t have even fought anything you said that night. you were right. i didn’t prioritize you. in my attempt to secure you for life, i let you go instead. i’m so sorry, i never wanted to break up.” he was rambling in earnest now, afraid that no words would make you take him back.
you listened quietly as he went on for a few minutes after that, hand continuing to rub his back, “i know honey, i know.”
“baby, you need to understand that i almost died thinking you almost died today,” you could’ve laughed at how dramatically he spoke, “i couldn’t breathe right thinking that our last conversation could’ve been an argument. that you wouldn't have ever known just how deeply i love you and need you. i have so much regret for how i treated you, but if you’d give me the chance, i have all the time in the world to make it up to you…let’s go on that vacation i promised you. we can leave tomorrow if you’d like.” he smiled hopefully at you.
“hoon,” his heart soared at the use of his beloved nickname, “what do you mean? don’t you have work? can you really leave with such short notice?”
“i quit my job.”
“excuse me?”
“no job that made me work that much is worth it. i’ll find one with better work-life balance…after our vacation. if that’s what you still want of course…” he spoke more quietly, as if afraid of rejection.
you sighed. you really should be realistic with this - you two had been broken up for a few weeks at that point. you knew the love was still there, but was this a good decision?
while there was still some hesitation on your part, you couldn't help but notice how gingerly he held you. his arms were still around your waist loosely, yet there was something desperate about their hold. you knew he was holding back from hurting you - you could tell how tightly he wanted to hug you.
he was so shaken up at the idea of you being hurt that he rushed over there despite the two of you not being on speaking terms. for someone who had trouble communicating how he felt sometimes, you knew his actions spoke louder than words. he always acted brave, but there was so much he feared. and you knew losing you was always at the top of this list.
you could also feel how he was simply soaking in the sight of your face. his eyes were shy, yet determined. he wasn't going to risk missing another second of staring at you. a part of you grew conscious, but you knew he was just taking in what he had missed for weeks.
“what about…” you started and almost giggled at how he perked up, “we take it slow - another two weeks or so to talk everything out and relax? to get us to a good place again before you hold me hostage in some foreign country?”
sunghoon smiled softly, kissing your forehead. you leaned in naturally to his warmth, to his touch that you missed so much. “that sounds like a great idea, love.” he spoke, “we’ll get you a new watch too. and i’ll do all the itinerary planning and packing whenever you’re ready, okay? i love you.”
“okay. and i love you too. can’t wait to enjoy your unemployment with you for now!”
one smile and nod from you had him taking you into his arms once more, relishing in your being. he was back where he belonged. he had experienced the scariest reminder ever that he needed you, and sunghoon was never letting you go now.
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