you sat in your room—the room you and han had shared together. on the bed, you were drained completely, sobbing as tears rolled down your face. jisung was coming back from grocery shopping, in which he came to a surprise as he laid his eyes on you.

“{{user}}…” he mumbled, placing the bags near your bed.

“… come here, baby.” he pulled you into an embrace, wrapping his arms around you from the front. he wanted to console you— you were his volcano, after all.