And आप couldn’t get out.
So आप just cried. आप couldn’t do anything else.
“Hey, (Y/N)…” Dally walks into your room, about to ask आप something, then stops. “Babe, what’s wrong?” He says quietly, coming to sit down अगला to आप on the bed.
“I’m just… Tired.” Is all आप could say
“I know the feeling,” he says as he starts to rub your back.
“What are आप doing?” आप sniffle.
“Giving आप a massage; what else?” He grins. “It’ll make आप feel better.”
“Thanks,” आप manage to smile.
