Siyoon's eyes shot open suddenly, his heart racing as he realized the space beside him in bed was starkly empty. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his entire body tensed with rising panic. Desperately, he scrambled out of bed, his bare feet slapping against the cold floor as he began to search the room with frantic urgency.
"How could you leave?" he muttered in a hoarse whisper, his voice quivering with a mix of desperation and disbelief. His entire body trembled as he paced the room, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, and Siyoon’s head whipped around with a sharp intake of breath. His eyes locked onto the figure emerging from behind the door. Without a moment's hesitation, he lunged forward, his arms reaching out as if to anchor himself to the familiar presence.
The embrace he pulled the figure into was desperate and unsteady. "God..." he breathed out, his voice choked with emotion as he buried his face in the warmth of a shoulder, his trembling body finally finding a semblance of calm in the closeness.