"it's just me."
you barely get a chance to roll onto your back before soonyoung's already climbing onto the bed and somewhat on top of you and your blankets, and it's only seconds later that he crashes. it's far from the first time this has happened (soonyoung is clingy and cuddly, especially when he's sleepy), but he manages to knock the wind out of you nonetheless. he rests his head on your chest, and you wiggle an arm out to curl around him as best as you can in your semi-trapped position.
"soonyoung--"
"just go back to sleep," he murmurs. "everything's fine."
you stroke his hair, thumb dipping down to graze his cheek at one point. "soonie--"
"i mean it," he says, eyes peering up in the low light to see yours. "i'm fine. just need to nap." his hand finds yours, and he wraps your arm around him as he snuggles in. he plants a kiss against your chest before resting his head against it again, eyes fluttering shut. "you can rest a little longer, too."
you settle back down after a moment, arms wrapped around soonyoung as you shut your eyes again. sometimes you swear this tiger is a teddy bear, but regardless of which he is, he's yours.
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I wish my parents understood that when I am having a Bad Time ( meltdown) that I need to be left alone because if they come into my room or ask what's wrong or literally even look at me they're actively making it worse
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Emmet celebrates another birthday alone, without Ingo.
This was also a bit of a vent art cuz my birthday is in a week (2/11) and I'm just not really looking forward to it. Another year where I've gotten nowhere close to any goals, my financial situation sucks, and no job wants me while my dad makes me feel like that's my fault for not trying hard enough.
Anyway, as always, why not impart my problems and depression onto my blorbo! Sorry Emmet.
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hard to cope with the pain of having an addiction and knowing youre doing irreperable damage to your body combined with the fear that maybe one day things will get better and you can get clean/sober and not need to self medicate the pain anymore but itll be too late because you already fucked your body up beyond repair. i need to go lay face down in the snow.
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