"Big Girls Cry Too"

"Big Girls Cry Too"

The LADS Men walking in on you having a good cry after bottling everything up and that one bad day at work was the final straw. Look even the baddest bitches cry doesn’t change the fact that mc (all of us) is still the baddest.

Zayne

Zayne: Are you hurt?

MC: I'm just tired

Zayne: Did you not sleep well last night?

MC: Mentally Zayne im just.....I don't know

Zayne: Talk to me what’s troubling you?

MC: I can’t find the words

Zayne: Well then just say anything I'll piece it together as you go

MC: I just .... I feel so ..... but I can't .. and today was just ..... I don't know

Zayne: You're just overworking yourself to keep your mind off your grandma and Caleb but you want a break however you can't seem to catch one and today was the straw that broke the camels back?

MC: What are you a mind reader?

Zayne: No I'm an MC reader

He would sit with you and hold you in his arms while you were a blubbering mess.

Zayne: I'll stay right here for as long as you need

Rafayel

Rafayel: I told you to stop abandoning me for that place look what its done to you

MC: Not now Raf im tired

Rafayel: I know

MC: So stop making jokes

Rafayel: Do you want to talk about it?

MC: No

Rafayel: Do you want me to leave?

MC: *sniffles* No

Rafayel: Good I wasn’t going to *throws you over his shoulder*

MC: Where are we going?!

Rafayel: For a swim it always makes me feel better

MC: I just want to lay in bed

Rafayel: Trust me a dip in the water with me is like free therapy

MC: ….

Rafayel: You trust me?

MC: I trust you

Rafayel: Good I'll do anything to see those tears stop

MC: You’re too good to me

Rafayel: Next time you need to cry call me … I have two shoulders just for you

Xavier

Xavier: Who upset you?

MC: Everything

Xavier: I can’t fight everything

MC: Why not I’m tired of it all

Xavier: What’s going on?

MC: I just need a good cry from time to time

Xavier: How often is ‘time to time’

MC: …..twice a week

Xavier: Come here

MC: *lays on top of Xavier as he rubs your back*

Xavier: Feeling better?

MC: actually ….. yea …. Is this why you lay on me all the time?

Xavier: You’re like a human battery recharger … my personal charger

MC: Are you sad every time ?

Xavier: Not every time but sometimes

MC: Oh I never noticed

Xavier: That’s because being around you makes me happy

MC: Can I lay here for a while ….. please

Xavier: Will that make you happy?

MC: *sniffles & nods*

Xavier: I’ll be your human body pillow whenever you want

Sylus

Sylus: Are you crying?

MC: *sniffles* no

Sylus: You’re a terrible liar sweetie

MC: I had a tough day at work

Sylus: A tough day at work huh?

MC: ….yea

Sylus: Sweetie it’s okay to cry in front of me I know you’ve been bottling up your emotions

MC: You don’t know anything

Sylus: I know this will help *Starts giving you a scalp massage*

MC: You don’t know if it’s helping …… but don’t stop

Sylus: I didn’t plan to …. come here

Sylus takes a seat on the bed and moves you to straddle his lap. You lay your head on his shoulder while he continues to massage your scalp with one hand and rub your back with the other.

MC: Don’t you have work to do?

Sylus: You are always a top priority princess

a chinese mianhuawawa doll (popular fandom merch) of zayne/li shen from love and deep space

and there are mhww of xavier/shen xinghui and rafayel/qi yu

Cutest cutie to ever cutied. I love it whenever he opens one eye~ MC squishing him like the baby bunny he is.

Being Different

A/N: Based on something that happened recently.

You stared at the food below you. It took an entire evening to make, not to mention the prep time. You knew it might have been different from what your colleagues were used to, but you still hoped someone would try. After all, how detested was a creamy sweet? Yet not one bowl was touched. You thought, perhaps, somehow, people had forgotten, but your mind always returned to the memory of the empty muffin box that sat beside your treats. You sighed. It wasn’t the biggest problem to deal with, but you didn’t want to waste food. You could have sweets every night, if it didn’t turn rancid before then. You could pass them around to everyone in the apartment, but your hesitated. It was inevitable. It just hurt.

It was in this situation that he found you. Eager to greet your return from work, the cherished smile fell from his face when he saw you mulling over the kitchen counter.

A known presence drew near your side. Turning, you saw Rafayel resting his head on his palm as he looked at the food. You gave him a small smile and ruffled his hair.

“Hey Fishy,” you spoke with warmth. “How was your day?”

Rafayel turned towards you, eyes full of love. He heard the weariness strain your voice.

“Better than yours, cutie”.

You shrugged, then nudged the food towards him.

“Want some?”

It was a casual question. You didn’t expect Rafayel to try some, especially since you never cooked for him before. Yet he reached for a bowl, and as he took a bite, it dawned on you that you both had different taste palates. There was no way he would like your food. It was, culturally, too different from the norm. Still, you smiled when he finished the bowl. Then, he reached for another. You smiled again, thinking he was being polite. Then, he reached for a third. Confused, you watched him as he went over the top with his politeness. When he reached for a fourth you stopped him.

“Are you forcing yourself to finish it? Please stop”.

You reached a hand out to take the bowl from him. Rafayel turned slightly, keeping the bowl out of reach.

“Is that an order?”

“No?” you replied, confused. “But it’s not good”.

“Says who?”

You hesitated, not wanting to rat out the people who, all things considered, were some of the best to work alongside with.

“It’s, different”.

“I’m also different,” came Rafayel’s cheeky response. He turned back towards you, mischief igniting in his eyes. “And I like it”.

He leaned over and gave a small peck to your ear.

“Let’s share some with Thomas and my aunt”.

You nodded, but he could see there was still hesitation in your eyes. He brought a spoon of the sweet to your mouth and waited till the familiar taste lit up your face.

“There will always be people who accept what is different”.

⟡ i wish i can be your sanctuary until the end of time

⟡ i need to show them i already have a lover

⟡ let's push the what-ifs to the side

⟡ we'll just have to blame the moon

I AM NOT OKAY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭