"I have something to tell you,"

Seonghwa paused, looking straight at Yeosang in the eyes. "Tell me," he whispered, pressing a kiss on Yeosang's lips. "Come on,"

"Sometimes..." Yeosang trailed off, pushing Seonghwa on the bed and climbed on top of him. Hovering over he older and slumped on his chest, tucking his head under his chin.

"It's so hard," Yeosang whined loudly, sucking on Seonghwa's neck in a forceful way. "I'm so tired! I'm so tired!" He wailed, though no tears fell.

Seonghwa looked up when footsteps came closer to their room and the door opened, Hongjoong and San standing in the doorway with a worried expression.

"I'm fine! Seonghwa is being annoying and making it hard to cuddle! I hate him," Yeosang huffed, sitting up but not fully pff Seonghwa.

"My love, why are you so irritated?"

"I'm not! Stop being annoying!" Yeosang shot back, a hint of a pout forming on his lips. He crossed his arms, leaning back slightly as if to create distance, but Seonghwa's comforting presence was impossible to resist.

"Looks like someone needs a little more cuddle time," San said with a teasing grin, stepping further into the room. Hongjoong followed, his brows furrowed as he assessed the situation.

"You sure you're okay, Yeosang?" Hongjoong asked, concern lacing his voice. "You seemed really upset just now."

"I'm fine!" Yeosang insisted again, though the slight tremor in his voice betrayed him. He turned his attention back to Seonghwa, who was now sitting up as well, looking up at his boyfriend with soft eyes.

"Hey," Seonghwa murmured gently, capturing Yeosang's gaze. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I’m here for you."

Yeosang hesitated, biting his lip. The warmth of Seonghwa's chest beneath him was comforting, and his irritation began to dissipate. "I just feel overwhelmed," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sometimes everything feels too heavy."

"That’s okay," Seonghwa replied, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind Yeosang's ear. "You don’t have to carry it all alone. We can help."

"Yeah!" San chimed in, nodding enthusiastically. "We're a team! Whatever is bothering you, we’ll face it together."

Yeosang blinked, feeling a lump form in his throat. It was reassuring to know he had their support. "I guess... I just don't want to burden you guys. You've got your own things to deal with."

"Trust me, we want to be here for you," Hongjoong said, stepping closer and leaning against the wall, arms crossed casually. "It’s not a burden; it’s what friends do."

Yeosang felt his walls start to crumble. "I just get scared sometimes," he admitted, his voice shaking. "What if I'm not enough?"

Seonghwa moved, pulling Yeosang back into his embrace, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a puzzle. "You are more than enough. You’re everything to us," he whispered against Yeosang’s hair, and Yeosang could feel the sincerity in those words wash over him like a wave.

"Yeah," San added, bouncing on his feet. "You’re stuck with us, buddy! We wouldn't have it any other way."

Despite his worries, Yeosang felt warmth bloom in his chest. Maybe it was okay to lean on them, to allow them to share the weight. "Okay," he eventually said, looking up into Seonghwa's eyes. "I’ll try."

A soft smile spread across Seonghwa's face, and he leaned down to press another gentle kiss to Yeosang’s lips. "You don’t have to try alone. We’re in this together.”

As Yeosang nestled into Seonghwa's embrace once more, he felt a flicker of hope igniting within him, bolstered by the strength of their friendship, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.