Seokjin cries in silence, not even a gasp leaving his lips because the members are asleep, they worked hard today, they deserve rest.
His vision is blurry, tears heavy in eyes until they fall. He tastes salt, feels them cool on his cheeks.
He's crying, he doesn't know why.
His vision is blurry, tears heavy in eyes until they fall. He tastes salt, feels them cool on his cheeks.
He's crying, he doesn't know why.
It was a video, maybe old, maybe nostalgic. He was watching himself until his eyes burnt, until his chest felt heavy.
The phone still lay in his lap, the video still playing, the ear plugs still in his ears. He's barely listening but it doesn't matter.
It still makes him cry.
The phone still lay in his lap, the video still playing, the ear plugs still in his ears. He's barely listening but it doesn't matter.
It still makes him cry.
He'll sleep like that, wet cheeks and aching head, chest heavy and it's difficult to breathe. It's better he isn't sharing room anymore, he doesn't have to go in cold balconies to cry.
But it's worse, somehow, maybe because he doesn't have warm concern to return to.
But it's worse, somehow, maybe because he doesn't have warm concern to return to.
It burns in the centre of his chest. He just wants to sleep but he couldn't. His mind won't let him.
Seokjin will wake up with puffy eyes and tired body and the members will know.
They always knew. Maybe because he was getting worse at acting.
Or maybe because they loved him.
Seokjin will wake up with puffy eyes and tired body and the members will know.
They always knew. Maybe because he was getting worse at acting.
Or maybe because they loved him.
He's still awake, will be for a while. Seokjin turns in his bed, feels tears soak in the cotton below him.
Its cool under his head, he hates it. He wants arms around him, warmth of a person. Someone to hold his hand, someone to whisper in his ear.
But he's alone, until a knock.
Its cool under his head, he hates it. He wants arms around him, warmth of a person. Someone to hold his hand, someone to whisper in his ear.
But he's alone, until a knock.
>>sorry, was just feeling sad (nothing new) and started crying out of nowhere (also nothing new).
But it's good, you know, to sometimes cry. So don't be ashamed, we're not alone in these feelings.
You'll get through your battles, you're stronger than your problems. Take care ❤️
But it's good, you know, to sometimes cry. So don't be ashamed, we're not alone in these feelings.
You'll get through your battles, you're stronger than your problems. Take care ❤️
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