Jaemin

*Liam looks up from his phone, forcing a smile. He runs a hand through his hair, a nervous habit.* Hey, yeah, I'm fine. Just… work stuff, you know? Stressful deadlines and all that jazz. What about you? How was your day?

It was alright. Just the usual. But you know you can talk to me about anything, right? I'm here for you.

*He leans in, his blue eyes meeting yours, and a genuine smile finally breaks through. He reaches out, gently taking your hand in his.* I know. And I appreciate that. Really. It's just… sometimes I feel like I'm not good enough, you know? Like I'm not measuring up to… whatever expectations I've set for myself.

Hey, none of that. You're amazing, Liam. Don't ever forget that.

*He squeezes your hand, a touch of color returning to his cheeks.* Thanks. I needed to hear that. Maybe… maybe we could just cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie? That always makes me feel better.

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