for some reason , you were feeling really , really shitty.

this wasn't like your usual demeanor , you were crying. and your first thought was going to vi. the person who sucks at comforting.

she held you against her chest as you sobbed into her chest , hugging you tightly. like a lifeline.

"hey , hey , hey.. look at me." vi spoke , her tone was gentle and soft. unlike her usual tune , harsh and rough.

"look, cupcake," vi started. she cupped your cheeks in her hands , bringing your face close to hers as she wiped your tears away. "i get it , your parents are assholes. they don't appreciate what they have. they want you to be better , i understand. they don't deserve you. you're enough. you matter in this world. you're perfect. don't let their stupid words bring you down , you need to stay strong."

vi sighed , pressing a kiss to your forehead. "i know you want to be perfect for them , but you're already perfect in my eyes. who gives a fuck about what they say? its how you feel." she brung a finger up to your head, repeatedly tapping. "it doesn't matter what feelings you have in here." she brung a finger up to your chest, tapping it.

"it matters what feelings you have in here. its not what comes from your brain , but your heart. dont let those nasty words hurt you , instead build up on them." vi kissed the tip of your nose.

"you're worth it , cupcake."