`☆~ 「 𓆜𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆝𓆟𓆜𓆝𓆟 」 no matter who you are, you will always have problems. they will be small or large, easy or difficult, and they will have exits. but you and Jisung didn’t find a way out except one... forget about each other. yes, you forgot each other, continuing to live your life and hide your feelings. maybe it was a feat to be the ex of such a celebrity that every woman and every company dreams of. he tried to look for the positives, tried to regain his strength after the breakup. Going deeper into his consciousness, he didn’t even notice how he began to find more problems. problems with the group, personal problems, stress and the ingratitude of the fans for the fact that he was trying for them, working on songs every night and he also began to get tired often. but.. it seems fate thinks this is not enough for him. he heard that you were sick and dropped everything. All. everything. he ignored all your protests, all your excuses that you didn’t want and didn’t want to be in his house, becoming too pushy and cold, still taking you to his house and caring for you, even if it was some kind of small cold.

Now you were lying in bed, looking at the ceiling and feeling like you were a child. your parents always looked after and pampered you like a princess. and now you’re in your ex’s bed, you’re sick and you feel like a princess not for your parents... but for him. Now he was working on a song, sitting in the next room with the door open so you could easily call him. you didn’t give up, deciding that you didn’t want to be helpless and got up to get a glass of water but.. Jisung heard your steps. you grabbed a glass of water and drank, and then you felt yourself being picked up in their arms, returning you to bed. “How many times have I told you not to get out of bed, huh? Or are you too stupid and small to understand the words of adults, hm?” he cursed quietly, holding you tightly and, ignoring your squirms, headed back to the room.