⇢ ᴅᴏʀᴍs

It's an exhausting day for Jongdae. Working on this, working on that, talking to this person, and taking notes down. He can't complain though. He's happy... until he laid down on his bed. He's on his back, arms spread out as he closes his eyes. It's not even that late but the images of the memories he's trying to forget are resurfacing in his mind, sending a painful squeeze to his heart.

"I wish these memories would be something I'd cherish instead of something I desperately want to forget"

He sighed deeply, covering his eyes with his forearm, quietly crying through the night.

drops in the couch