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[3:02 AM - SUNA]

suna grunts softly as he crouches on the balcony, quickly but quietly pushing up the stiff window.

it feels like forever until he finally opens it up wide enough to fit though, but it's the last thing on his mind as he pushes his legs in first, and slips into your room.

he closes the window behind him, before giving the room a once over. a few vanilla candles are lit, but the room is still dark, and he can't see a thing.

he walks over to where he remembers your bedside lamp being, and flicks it on.

his eyes roam over to your bed first — technically the one you should be asleep in at 3 in the morning — but he isn't surprised when he doesn't see you.

he instinctively walks to your closet, but pauses outside.

"y/n?" he calls out softly, placing a hand on the cool metal of the doorknob. "can i come in, pretty?"

he's answered with a quiet sniffle, then a mumbled, "no."

suna sighs calmly and crouches down, his fingers intwined. "what happened, y/n?"

you don't respond, but suna has enough patience to cover the world when it comes to you, so he takes off his sweater, sits down on the carpet, and waits.

five minutes pass until a sob breaks out from behind the door, and suna's head darts up. between shaky sobs, suna makes out: "it was just a dream, but it felt so real."

but you're crying again, and suna can't quite figure out what to do.

"the way you said her name, rin, it hurt so much. the way you looked at her; you only ever look at me like that."

suna shuts his eyes, and runs a hand down his face. "can i open the door?"

"you know what scares me the most? that all the things we do together, one day, you'll do them with someone else. everything that's special to us will be special to another girl."

suna stands up, twists the doorknob, and pulls it open.

flicking on the light switch, he looks down to find you crisscrossed on the floor, puffy eyes and puffy cheeks, and tears streaming down your face.

he kneels down in front of you, and cups your damp cheeks with both of his hands. your lips fold in as your face crumbles once more, another wave of tears and sobs coming in.

"y/n," he sighs, pulling you into him as you sob against his chest, fisting his shirt in your hands. "the things that are special to us, will always only be ours. they'll never be for anyone else, because there never will be anyone else. our special things will always be our own."

your body trembles and shakes as you cry against him, but suna holds you tight, leaving kisses after kisses on your head to soothe you.

suna is always there to soothe you.

of course he'll miss a few tears, and sometimes he won't be there when you wake up calling for him, but he'll catch the next bus to your house, or walk the mile if he has to. he'll climb balconies and jump through windows at 3 in the morning to catch your tears and cuddle you back to sleep, or even stay with you until day break to fight them off if he has to.

"there will never be anyone better for us than each other, my pretty girl. there will never be anyone like you for me."

you're falling asleep in his arms, the kisses on your head slowly coming to a stop.

as suna carries you back into bed, he prays that the universe will be a little lighter on you.

this is an almost retelling of something that happened just the other day with me and my boyfriend, so i guess this is just a little appreciation post for him, because life has been so good after him. we have our rough patches and i am a handful, but he's always so patient and understanding for me, and is always willing to adapt and change to work with me, as am i. i'm so thankful for him, and i love him so much.