𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝐶𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 - 𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑛𝑎𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒

POV: You go to them in tears after something happened.

Hwang Hyunjin:

- You open the door aggressively, slamming it shut
- Hyunjin was probably regretting giving you a key to his house
- He looked over to you concerningly, gazing at your eyes as he tried to read your face
- "Uh oh." He put his book down, pulling his glasses away from his face, "Who upset you?"
- You ran over to the sofa, falling into his arms and sobbing into his shoulder
- He was one to get straight to the point, he didn't want to have to wait for you to tell him
- "Babe, if you're upset at least tell me why." He pulled you up to sit on his lap, pushing your hair behind your ear
- You pouted at him, all you wanted was to cuddle
- There wasn't a specific reason you were upset, it was just one of those days where you needed love and affection, and ONLY FROM HYUNJIN
- "So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?"
- You shook your head, folding your arms
- If he wouldn't let you cuddle him then you wouldn't tell him what was wrong, even if it was nothing 
- "Is it that time of the month?"
- You punched his shoulder, pushing him away as you began to strop even more
- Typical Hyunjin to blame your bad moods on your cycle 
- "Did someone argue with you?"
- You did have a falling out this morning with one of your friends, maybe that was just getting you down even more
- You continued to stay silent, not wanting to answer his questions
- He sighed, turning on the TV, "Get Netflix up while I make you some tea."

Han Jisung:

- He opens the door to see you stood in the rain, you were barely even clothed
- He pulled you into the house, shutting the door behind
- "Why did you just stand out there? And why aren't you wearing proper clothes? You should at least wear a coat..." He grunted, running to his room to grab you a blanket and a hoodie to warm you up
- You were drenched in rain water, but Jisung couldn't even tell what were tears and what were simply just raindrops
- He came back to you to see that you were stood stood beside the door, your eyes looking down
- "Y/n, seriously?" He chuckled, dragging you to the counter as he lifted you up onto it, "Let me dry your hair."
- He lifted your chin with his finger, noticing how blood shot your eyes were, your lips quivering
- "I can't tell if you're upset or if you're just freezing..." He bit his lip, unsure of what was wrong, "Either way..." He paused, "My poor baby!"
- He began to smother you in kisses, cupping your cheeks with his hands as you began to let out a few quiet whimpers
- You knew he had no idea what to do in these situations, he was unsure of how to comfort you or how to help in general
- "Um..." He looked around the kitchen, "Do you want me to make you some food?? Are you hungry? Do you want a hot chocolate? A-and some marshmallows?"
- He was so worried about how he should deal with this that he just began to stutter
- You shook your head, wiping your eyes with your wet shirt
- "Who hurt you??" He widened his eyes, "Tell me and I'll go find them right now!"
- His sudden reaction made you giggle, he seemed to lighten your mood just enough for you to be able to speak to him about why you were upset