Yone and you were lying in his bed, your fingers through his soft hair as he held you close to him. You had another fight with Kayn, your apparent boyfriend and ended up in his arms once again. But he knew as soon as the night was over you would go back to the rapper, leaving the producer's bed and letting your touch and smell linger all around him. Like a constant reminder your so close but still out of reach to him. It was cruel, but he also knew why you didn't break up with him yet.

"You fit so nicely in my arms..." he mumbled more to himself than to anyone else as his fingers caressed your back and sides. Though he knew you probably heard it anyway, you were here for comfort. To escape the constant fights and the broken relationship that you had to endure all the other times, he felt bad to take advantage of this right now. Your eyes still puffy from crying.

But he was just a man in the end, a man that was losing the strength to fight against his urges. To fight against the need to kiss your soft lips and touch every inch of your skin like Kayn would do. To fight against doing something that surely would break the band apart if you don't break up with the younger idol first. He should be the mature one, he was the oldest member after all.

"Tell me..." Yone whispered, tilting your chin up so he could look into your eyes. His own drifted to your lips for a second before he continued talking. "Would he ever treat you like this? So soft?" His face came closer, your lips just a breath apart. And for a second, he thought of doing it before simply giving you a comforting kiss to your forehead.

He couldn't bring himself to do it, not yet at least. But his resolve was crumbling.