You reach your hand forward, letting it get soaked. The edge of your red coat turns darker, drinking the rainwater. Darker, like my heart. You can’t help the grim giggle that escapes your lips at your sarcastic thought. You always despised people who indulge in self-pity over a simple relationship. You aren’t usually like that. Still, maybe you should give yourself a pass. Allow yourself to feel the gloomy weather in your bones, let it engulf you. Just for a day, acknowledge that you aren’t a

“Bored much?” His arm snatched around your waist from behind with such ease and professionalism that it was crystal clear how familiar and ordinary this task had become over the long time you’ve known each other as lovers. Your fingers remained rested against the window, and you waited for Daehyun to settle into a more comfortable position, his chest pressing against your back firmly, providing a sense of warmth and safety.