my favorite stalker | heehoon

unexpected

He turned off his equipment and stood up, stretching his tired muscles.

Just as he was about to head to the kitchen for a late-night snack, his phone buzzed with a message.

Heeseung's heart raced as he picked it up, half-dreading what he might find.

"Looking for me, sweet boy?"

Heeseung's breath caught in his throat.

The message was a reminder of Sunghoon's omnipresence, a silent guardian who could turn into a threat at any moment.

As he lay in bed that night, the weight of the day's events pressed down on him.

The delicate balance between fear and comfort, between longing and dread, was a constant struggle.

Heeseung woke up the next morning,
He blinked a few times, allowing the sleep to fade from his eyes, and slowly stretched out, feeling the tension in his muscles from the previous day's worries and activities.

He lay there for a moment, listening to the gentle hum of the city outside.

The sounds were comforting, a reminder that life went on.

It was Saturday, and he had the luxury of time.

Heeseung sat up, running a hand through his hair, and swung his legs over the side of the bed.

His feet met the cool floor, a stark contrast to the warmth of his blankets.

He glanced over at the bouquet on his nightstand, the flowers still vibrant and fresh.

The note beside it was a reminder of the complex situation he found himself in, but he decided not to dwell on it this early in the day.

He got up and walked to the kitchen, his steps quiet in the stillness of the apartment.

The morning light filled the room, making everything seem a bit brighter, a bit more hopeful.

Heeseung put on a pot of coffee, the rich aroma soon filling the air and bringing a sense of normalcy.

As the coffee brewed, he padded to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, the coldness jolting him fully awake.

He looked at his reflection, noting the slight shadows under his eyes.

Despite everything, he felt a bit more rested, a bit more ready to face whatever the day might bring.

Returning to the kitchen, Heeseung poured himself a cup of coffee and took a sip, savoring the warmth.

He stood by the window, looking out at the bustling city, and took a deep breath.

Today, he decided, he would try to focus on the positives.

He had friends who cared about him, a community that supported him, and despite the eerie circumstances, he was not alone.

Heeseung spent a leisurely morning enjoying his coffee and making a simple breakfast of eggs and toast.

As he ate, he made a mental list of things he wanted to do.
Tidy up his apartment, maybe go for a walk in the nearby park, and catch up on some reading.

Heeseung reminded himself that he deserved a break, a day to relax and recharge.

After breakfast, he cleaned up the kitchen, the familiar routine soothing his mind.

He took his time straightening up the living room, putting away stray items, and fluffing the cushions on the couch.

The act of organizing his space helped clear his head, making him feel a bit more in control.