exhausted , a peaceful slumber. it was extremely rare for him to even get time to sleep like this.    so rare    in fact that he didn’t even make it to his bedroom. sprawled out on couch, using jacket as a blanket and arm as a pillow. his glasses at least were put off on the side of the table.   WEEKS   of no sleep and really no proper meal , although many saw that as common    it often did take its toll.     a large piece of him taken each time, brightness, or color. yet it was merely glued back with a fake piece he would create so no one would ever question.          don’t get attached. don’t get affected.

knocking and yelling seemed to be blocked out by a darkness that engulfed him whole. it was gentle and held little wrong. no memories swept over his mind eating him alive. no dealing with questions of why God hated him so.  ALIEZ lifted head, the robotic dog scanning and noting how drained it’s creator was. and yet ears rotated to the sound of a voice, a voice it knew.   YOOSUNG.    paw stepping on a lower scanner allowing the bolts on the door to unlock and allow entry. eyes of robotic amber focusing before the large creature walked back muzzle gesturing towards the sleeping Luciel.

                                                     OPEN YOUR EYES , LUCIEL.

and he obeyed, blinking rapidly to try to focus the blurry images. rolling to his stomach to see a figure. too far away, useless. glasses finally taking place back on his face before everything finally came together. Yoosung , worried expression, a lunch box.   don’t get attached , don’t get affected.    his lips curled into a smile as he rolled to sit up, hand clamping down on his own shoulder rolling it forward then back. head dipping side to side to crack the joints of his neck before stretching arms above his head.      ❛  I——— thought you had class? ❜

time , he glanced towards it nearly close to midnight. and yet he was almost certain just a few minutes ago he was letting everyone in the chat know he was going to    rest for a little bit and yet . .    he had slept an entire day.    jaw tightening palms running down his face to hide the exhaustion, the ware and tear. cupping the nape of his neck as he rubbed out of nervous habit.     ❛  haha … sheeeeeh would you look at the time , I have to get to work. ❜       death would be his break. he stood feeling the pop of a worried nose by Aliez themselves underneath his hand. he rubbed muzzle which he rubbed brows furrowing before he gave an irritated sigh of breath. too late , attachment was made. he had a family and yet he was going to destroy , hurt them all.

                          ❛  ah … ah , I guess I can eat first. …. thank you for the food, Yoosung. ❜