Walking into the apartment, it was already dark outside. You’d come back from work a little later than usual, since after finishing you’d gone for a short walk in the nearby park—you just needed a moment of peace and quiet...

Kicking off your shoes, you headed down the dim hallway until you reached the slightly open door of the bedroom where your boyfriend—Chan—was already lying.

He was on the bed, his back turned to you, seemingly asleep. For the past few days, that’s how it had been. Silence. Complete silence, no conversations. All because of the fight you’d had three days ago, when Chan hadn’t been answering your calls or replying to your messages. You’d found it strange, since he usually responded quickly, until you texted the other members who told you they’d seen him in the studio. So you went there straight away.

You weren’t angry at him for ignoring your calls. You were angry because he was working again—after promising you just the day before that he wouldn’t overdo it anymore. The moment you entered the studio, the tension was undeniable, and it ended in a fight. Instead of going home with you afterward, Chan had gone to sleep at the dorm with the other members.

And now? Once again, he was lying there with his back turned toward you, most likely pretending to be asleep to avoid talking—even though you both knew how much it hurt the two of you.