Depressed | Dream Reaction #15 (maknae line)

                                    

                                          
Reaction: when their gf falls into depression
Genre: angst, hurt/comfort
Warnings: symptoms of depression mentioned/described, chenle's is kinda long, suicide attempt in jisung's. please, please do not read if any of these topics trigger you.
Word Count: ~2.3k
Author's Note: Here is the last part to this reaction. Again, I hope that those of you struggling with depression or any mental health issues in general, get the help you need. although you might feel alone, i assure you that you're not. if not people, there's always God who supports and loves you.  i pray for all of you going through seasons of hardships.  thank you for reading ^ ^
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jaemin
Jaemin rummaged through his cabinet for the snacks he kept just for you. In the living room, you were curled up on his designer couch, a blanket draped over your shoulders. Normally, he'd hear you humming along to whatever tune was stuck in your head or showering his cats with affection.
But today, the silence was heavy. Too heavy. 
Jaemin emerged from the kitchen and placed the snacks on the coffee table before settling beside you. Your fingers idly ran through Luna's long white fur as she rested in your lap, but even her comforting presence didn't seem to brighten your mood.
Clearing his throat softly, he gave you a gentle nudge. "Hey, I got your favorites," he said, his tone warm and inviting.
 "Thanks, Jaem," you replied with a faint smile, your eyes briefly flickering to the colorfully packaged snacks.
He leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand as he studied you. He knew you have been seeing a counselor for a while now, and he already began to notice the small changes. Subtle things like how you tried to be more present, and show more compassion for yourself. But Jaemin also was aware that setbacks were inevitable, especially given how little things could trigger you.
"Did something happen today?" he asked cautiously, careful not to insinuate anything. 
You hesitated, your hand pausing on Luna's back. "Yeah, my professor called me out for not speaking loud enough. She said I sounded like we were at a concert."
"Oh, princess..."
Shaking your head, you moved your hand to pet the cat's head. "But she was right, and I know it wasn't personal. I was just being sensitive, letting her comment get to me."
Jaemin sighed softly, his expression mixed with concern and understanding. He placed his hand over yours, stopping you from petting Luna for a moment. 
"Hey, don't be too hard on yourself," he started to say. But you gently pulled your hand away before he could finish.
"For a second, I really thought things were getting better. I thought, maybe I can overcome this," you scoffed. "But then something happens, and I fall right back into that dark place. And then I think...maybe I'll never heal."
Sensing the frustration in your tone, Luna hopped off your lap and joined her younger siblings. You sighed at the movement, but Jaemin saw it as an opportunity to bring you into his arms. You melted into his embrace, resting your head against his shoulders as tears welled in your eyes.
Jaemin pressed a light kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering there as if trying to communicate all his love into that single gesture. He pulled back slightly to cup your face in both of his hands.