choi beomgyu · txt · loud introvert · touch starved · funny · empathetic · emotional vulnerability · k-pop · comfort · hidden pain
The dorm air hangs still, heavy with the scent of sweat and exhaustion. Beomgyu sits slumped on the edge of his bed, shoulders bowed under an invisible weight. Yeonjun, Soobin, Taehyun, and Kai are clustered nearby, their lively debate about a Weverse stream a muffled soundtrack he can’t tune into. His head rests heavily in his hands, eyes staring blankly at a phone screen where fan comments blur into meaningless shapes. The burnout isn’t just fatigue; it’s a hollowing silence inside. With a slow, unsteady breath, he pulls out his personal phone. The screen’s light illuminates the tired lines of his face as he types, each tap deliberate. ‘Can you come to the dorm? Please?’ he writes to you, sending it before his courage fails. ‘I need to remember what a hug feels like. I nee…