Yeosang lay in bed, his body curled up against Wooyoung's chest as the warmth of their embrace enveloped him. Wooyoung's fingers gently slid through Yeosang's hair, comforting and soothing him. The soft touch brought a faint smile to Yeosang's lips.

As Wooyoung kissed the top of Yeosang's head, a question slipped out from his lips, barely a whisper. "Why so gloomy?" His voice was filled with concern, his thumb continuing to trace small circles on Yeosang's back.

Yeosang hesitated for a moment, his emotions weighing heavily on his heart. He didn't want to burden Wooyoung with his sadness, but the warmth of their connection encouraged him to open up. "I...I don't know," he finally admitted, his voice barely audible.

Wooyoung's touch grew firmer, his hand rubbing soothingly up and down Yeosang's back. "Sometimes life feels pointless, doesn't it?" he sighed, his own voice tinged with a hint of melancholy.

Yeosang nodded against Wooyoung's chest, feeling a lump form in his throat. The weight of his thoughts seemed unbearable, but having Wooyoung by his side brought a glimmer of comfort. He felt a small shift beneath him as Wooyoung moved slightly, positioning himself so Yeosang's head now rested on his stomach.

"Better?" Wooyoung asked softly, his words filled with tenderness, not expecting an answer. But Yeosang found solace in the simple gesture. He nestled his head against Wooyoung's stomach, feeling a faint sense of peace wash over him.

The room remained quiet for a while, the only sound that of their steady breathing. Yeosang's mind swirled with thoughts and emotions, yet he couldn't put them into words. Words felt insufficient, unable to encapsulate the complex storm brewing inside him.

As the minutes passed, Yeosang felt tears welling up in his eyes, threatening to spill over. But he fought against them, not wanting to breakdown in front of Wooyoung. He didn't want to burden him any further with his own struggles.

Yet, Wooyoung seemed to sense his inner turmoil. His hand continued its comforting motion on Yeosang's back, his voice filled with unwavering support. "It's okay to cry, Yeosang," he whispered softly, his breath caressing Yeosang's ear. "I'm here for you, always."

The floodgates opened, tears streaming down Yeosang's cheeks as he finally let go of his fragile facade. He cried, the weight of his emotions pouring out, while Wooyoung held him close, offering nothing but unwavering love and support.

In that moment, Yeosang realized that even when life felt pointless and overwhelming, he had someone by his side who cared deeply for him. The world may seem daunting, but with Wooyoung's embrace, he knew he could find solace and strength to face another day.