Pairing: Dokeyom x reader.
Warnings: Reader is depressed but is not openly mentioned. Poorly proofread.
Yuin's note: I am projecting myself and i'm not ashamed of it.
It was early morning, and the first thing you did was let out a long sigh. You reached for the clock on the nightstand, it was eight-thirty. It was already late and you had to get up, but your exhausted body didn't feel the same way.
You sat on the edge of the bed, taking a minute to close your eyes and breathe. You repeated to yourself over and over “there’s too much to do”, and even thought your motivation was nonexistent, thinking about your responsibilities was enough to get you up—sluggishly, but it worked.
Heading to the kitchen, you noticed someone moved the magnets and used them to pin a note to the refrigerator. “Hi, honey! I hope you have a great day. I’ve made coffee just the way you like it; you just have to heat it up.”
Looking toward the counter, your favorite mug was next to the coffee maker.
You weren't very hungry, so you had the coffee along with some energy bars you kept for those slow, heavy days. After a quick breakfast, you went to the bathroom to do your wash routine, though it was the first time in days you’d actually done it. There, next to the toothpaste, was a piece of paper with your name on it.
“I noticed you were out of face wash, so I bought a new bottle. You have to take care of your skin!”
You smiled faintly, and put the note inside your pants pocket.
It was laundry day. Actually, it must have been days ago, but you just decided not to do it, now there was a mountain of dirty clothes piled up by the mashing machine. You went to the small laundry room, and you found two piles of clothes side by side, with a little note like the others on top of one.
“I know you don't like doing this, so I separated the white ones to make it easier for you.”
After starting the wash cycle, you went to the computer at your personal office; you had overdue tasks and couldn't postpone them any longer. On the turned-off monitor, a note was stuck with the drawing of a smiling puppy.
“I’m proud of you. I’ll reward you with a delicious lunch for all the effort you’ve put in today!”
You read the note with slightly trembling hands, and a warm feeling in your chest that you had missed lingered for a while. It wasn't easy to get up every day with no energy at all, but Seokmin’s encouraging words always seemed to arrive just in the right moment.
He believed in you, and you couldn’t let him down.
At noon the doorbell rang; it felt great to get up and stretch after spending some hours at the computer. When you opened the door, Seokmin wrapped you in a tight hug, and he placed a tender kiss in your forehead. Then, like an eager kid, he sat at the dining table and put down the bag he was carrying.
“I hope you're hungry,” Seokmin said as you briefly went to the kitchen for plates and cutlery. “I ordered your favorite.”
“Won't you get in trouble for sneaking out from work?” you asked, joining him at the table. Seokmin went ahead to serve the lunch.
“I told the boss you were sick and I had to come see you.” There wasn't a trace of guilt in his voice. Not even a little.
“Lying to your boss isn't right...”
Seokmin placed a plate of rice with vegetables and some pieces of chicken in sweet and sour sauce in front of you; the meal was a feast to the eyes. Your stomach rumble like never before, and when you looked up, the weight in your stomach felt a little deeper.
He didn’t respond, his gentle smile said everything. It was impossible to hide something from those bright eyes of his. A warmth rose from your chest to your face and you had to look back down to the lunch.
“I'm glad you're feeling better,” his voice sounded a bit more relaxed. “Now, tell me, how was your day?”
Lunch was pleasant and peaceful. You couldn't remember the last time a meal had been so enjoyable. Soon, the moments of heaviness began to feel distant, and the space they left was filled with a light, perhaps fleeting, happiness. But it was true happiness, after all.
After the meal, Seokmin cleaned the table and looked at his wristwatch, letting out a squeak. “I have to be back in less than ten minutes!”
Since he was busy, you took the chance to go to the bedroom, grab a post-it from the desk, and write a quick note. After folding it, you slipped it into his coat pocket.
Seokmin came out quickly, and before rushing back to work, he turned his gaze at you.
“See you tonight,” he said, giving you one tight hug before grabbing his coat hanging by the door. “Oh, and don’t make the dinner.”
“Are you taking me out for burgers?” you said playfully as he walked away quickly.
Seokmin got into his car and took a breath before anything else. As he was looking for the keys in his pocket, he found something he didn't remember putting there: a small piece of paper with his name on it.
“Thanks for everything. I love you, I'm proud of you.”