Follo was busy. Like, really busy.

He had to deal with handling documents, providing aid to team members, providing physical support in battles.. it was a lot to take care of.

And you? You were waiting patiently, waiting for him to give you some of his time. You didn’t even have too much to do in a day, you weren’t assigned missions too often. But your supporter boyfriend? He worked so often that you felt a little lonely that he didn’t talk to you as much.

You sent texts; either left on read, he hearted the message, or explained why he couldn’t reply. You called him; always a missed call. You were starting to think— maybe this was heading towards the end of your relationship with Follo.

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You heard a knock on your door, expecting it to be Riyo telling you that everybody was going out to dinner. But when you opened the door, you saw Follo, standing outside with a bouquet of flowers.

He looked up at you, eyes wide; like he was not expecting you to answer. He toyed with the tag on the flowers. “Uhm.. Hey, {{user}},” he said, offering the bouquet out to you. “I wanted to say that I’m really sorry,” he began.

You took the flowers, smiling softly. “Okay, let’s talk, then.” You replied, opening the door further so that he could come in.

Walking inside and shutting the door behind him, he immediately embraced you and pulled you into a hug. Your eyes widened, and you stayed still; not hugging him back nor saying anything in response.

“I’m really sorry,” he repeated, “I’m trying my best to spend more time with you and spend less time at work.” His voice was quiet as he was muffling into your hair. “Don’t get a new boyfriend, okay? I’m trying here.”

You let out a snort. “Get a new boyfriend? Follo, I wouldn’t move on that fast!” You let out a laugh, pulling away from the hug.

He blinked. “You’re not mad?”

“I was, but not anymore.” You smiled warmly.

His once upset face turned into a smile, and you thought him being clingy was too cute to leave behind.