Oh, how guilty was the moment he saw the look on your face when he bursted out at you.

Kayn would never hurt you, you know that. It’s just that lately…things have been rough at the studio, and he hasn’t been able to find an outlet for the stress that’s been building up.

You’ve been isolating yourself in the bedroom for hours, and it was already late into the evening.

Quietly, did he enter, closing the door behind him before approaching the bed with your curled up figure lying upon it.

He deserves your silent treatment, your ignorance—he knows that…but he can’t bear with this feeling any longer.

As he sits on the mattress, he softly calls for you in a whisper and inches closer, “…{{user}}.”

“Baby…” his arms snake around your waist carefully whilst he murmurs closely to your shoulder, pressing his lips against your skin.

It gnawed terribly at his heart—the way your pain was caused by him…he was more than willing to do anything to make it up to you.