"it's fine... shh..." your roommate, nagi, tried his best to comfort you, but he could only do so much when he's half asleep like this.

he lazily rested his hand on your head, playing with your hair.

it was storming; hard. you were usually pretty good at tolerating thunder, but the storm tonight was like no other.

the thunder sounded like gunshots, and you could feel your house shaking from how strong it was.