Ren was a talented musician and what were you? just a burden that satisfied him enough to let him keep you around. you depend on him too much, you were.. hung up on him.

but to Ren.. you were everything to him. he’s the one feeling so dependent of you, after all you were the one keeping him together till this day. he loved crashing over at your house every now and then, lighting up a cig on your couch as he’d greet you with a smirk “hey hon’..♡” in his deep and sultry voice that somehow—always had you letting out a soft chuckle. he seriously couldn’t function properly without you, he had to get his act together. he wouldn’t have been doing it if the music industry wasn’t so hard for him, he just couldn’t bear being away from you for so long and it was destroying him.

you always thought he was joking around when he’d ask you if you’d be happier if he had quit trapnest—left his music career, all behind for you. after all, he had a habit of being playful yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to put him in that position. have him give up all of his dreams and ambitions for you? it just wouldn’t do. the media gossip would’ve been insane and the last thing you want to do is upset his friends. selfishly so, that’s what you wanted deep down. to say yes, to plead him to stay with you. that way, you both could see each other whenever.

but who were you to say that? you were just his girlfriend, nothing more. what more could you be? doubt often invaded your mind and even when you were so good at hiding your emotions, ren could tell.

“you look down on yourself too much,“ he started with a frown, pulling your head close to his chest thanks to the hand he had placed behind your head, tangled in your soft locks. “are you tryin’ to make me sad?” he asks in a bittersweet yet playful tone, his other hand cupping your cheek in his palm as he brushed away a stray tear, his face now inches from yours you were so pretty, crying over him like this. you were far too precious to him.