"... then there was that time where Mark-hyung entered the bathroom and Bam-ie was taking a shower." You heard Yugyeom laugh from the other side of the line as he recalled the story, "They just stared at each other for a good few minutes before Mark-hyung tossed his towel at his face. It was really funny."
You listened to the sound of his voice as your tears fell endlessly, heart aching from some unknown reason. Everything felt heavy and suffocating and you didn't know why. Maybe it was from earlier or maybe it was because of some event a long time ago but all of it has piled up, emotions seeking release as you cried.
This was why you called him, Kim Yugyeom. You didn't want to be alone and you wanted some sort of presence in the dark. You knew it was late so you hesitated to call him at first and you didn't even think he would answer.
But nonetheless, he did. At first, he was really worried when he picked up, asking why you called him, asking why you were crying. However, when you told him that you only wanted to hear him talk, that was what he did. The two of you have been doing this for more than an hour now and you were grateful that he did as you wished.
Yugyeom's voice was comforting for you. He felt like a home you could always come back to. You knew that he was worried for you, knew that he wanted to ask what was wrong but because of your wishes, he didn't.
You sniffled once more as you wiped your tears, doing your best to stop them because you felt more pathetic the more you continued to do so.
You heard Yugyeom clear his throat, voice hesitant as he muttered out his next words. "I know you said not to mention anything but I'm here if you need someone to listen to you, okay?"
"I know," You whispered, eyes staring blankly at the phone in front of you as you searched your mind for an answer, "I will soon but not now. I'm sorry, Gyeom-ah."
"You don't need to apologize, Y/n. Just let it all out, you don't need to bottle up your feelings with me."
You let out a quiet sob at his words, heart heavy by the amount of emotions that you were feeling at the moment.
"That's right, let it all out." He muttered out, a tinge of sadness evident in his voice. There was silence for a moment until you heard a soft knock on your door, "Now, can you open the door? I'm outside and I brought a care package, as well as a hug for you."
