Soonyoung has always been there for you throughout everything. There was never a time when he wasn't there. Despite his current hectic schedule as an idol, he made time for you and, in return, you made time for him.
Looking back on all of your fondest memories, his bright face would always be present. The crescent moons of his delicate eyes reflected the sun's rays tenfold, his charming smile still held it's contagious effects, and always upturned your own pink lips upon recollection.
When reluctantly remembering the times that your heart always painfully clenched at - times when a loved one was lost, times when you were persecuted without reason or was just having a bad day - he was always there to make everything better. He came in the form of a shoulder to lean and weep on, an embrace to hold you together, sweet words that warmed your chilling heart right back to beating normally again, and came in a general presence that brought familiar comfort to you.
It was unbelievable, the effect he had.
He could just stand there and your whole day would instantaneously brighten.
You were so glad to have him in your life.
He had carved you into the person you are now.
You are someone that values all the right things, someone that can see the bright side of any situation, and someone that knows how to enjoy the little things in life.
Without him...who could you be?...
No words could ever even begin to describe your profound gratitude for him.
'Soonyoung, thank you for being the light of my world.'
'Soonyoung, thank you for existing.'
'Soonyoung, thank you for everything you've done.'
'Soonyoung, thank you for...'
- what can you say?
You're just so...indebted to him.
That's why it's agonising, horrific and shocking to see tears well up in his chocolate eyes. Such sweet delicacies didn't deserve the salty menace invading their peaceful heaven. Despite their painful intrusion, however, you know that, in actuality, it would be healthy for him to communicate his overburdening stress freely.
As the lead choreographer who still pushed to grow musically in spite of the fact that he already sang, rapped and wrote lyrics, alongside conserving a carefree, happy personality, you're able to foresee the fabrication of extreme nerves in his eyes. All of this can get too overwhelming and so tears were an inevitable occurrence when he became frustrated at a convoluting choreography.
As he had always been there for you, you will always be there for him.
Wrapping your arms around the male's suddenly frail frame, you sank to the floor with him as his knees buckled and excessive sweat and restricted tears soaked into your shirt. You could tell that he was holding back, pressing down such aggressive sobs that his lips trembling under the pressure of his teeth. Teeth which often shone like happy pearls under the sun were now distressed in the gloom of a suffocating dance studio - a place that should be heaven for Hoshi.
It seemed more of a cage now.
Gently patting his back and pressing his face further into your collar with a hand caressing the back of his head, you allowed your dancing, singing bird an ounce of freedom, regardless of the solid four walls surrounding you both.
