She buried her face in his neck without fear of leaving him wet because of the tears. And he, who was surprised at first, ended up squeezing her against his chest too, while she sobbed without consolation. And yes, he was uncomfortable for sure.

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She lost track of time as she cried on Suga's neck. She only knew that she had cried many seconds, minutes or maybe hours. She didn’t want to separate from him for three reasons: she felt comfortable in his arms, for some strange reason she felt warmth and comfort; the second reason was that he was going to be disgusted, his eyes red and swollen, his face wet and an expression that would make him run; and the third his perfume was addictive, she noticed that Suga's jacket was somewhat wet because of her tears. She didn’t raise her head, but she move away slowly. He slipped his hands from her back and quickly put them in the pockets of his jacket clearing his throat. Then he separated from her a little bit. She dried her cheeks a little and sniffed.

- You're good? - He asked, almost in a whisper.

She nodded. She noticed that Suga was moving to try to see her face. She covered her face with her hands. Ha-neul didn’t like people to see her crying, much less him. Although, if we thought about it, it would be ironic. She had just sobbed between his neck and shoulder and she was worried that he would see her with watery eyes ... She looked up just to see him.

- Sorry, I've wet your jacket.

Their faces were only a few centimeters away, but they didn’t move until Suga clear his throat again and quickly looked at his shoulder, made a face, then gave her a cold look that made her