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Cero woke up in the middle of the night. He wasn't feeling the best, he needed to take a breather, he looks at his boyfriend before leaving the bedroom and walking to the balcony.
He's been feeling very burnt out from his job, plus his business is failing. He doesn't want Zachary to be the only source of income, but no one really wanted a suit tailored or a dress sewn anymore. He sighed and picked up a pack of cigarettes he keeps on the balcony. He then realises that he doesn't have a lighter, he walks in to get one. He takes the lighter and walks out on the balcony again.
"Hey." He hears from behind, he turns around, it's Zach.. "You shouldn't be smoking this late at night, or rather at all.." he says calmly, walking slowly towards Cero. "If you're feeling bad talk to me. I'm here to listen. I'm here to take care for you. I'm here for you, please talk to me instead of smoking, or hurting yourself. Please, Tomo." Cero stared at Zach for a moment then he looked away. He's unsure what to say or do, people dont usually call him Tomo, Zach is the only one he lets call him that. "You don't have to talk either, just.. come back to bed, we can cuddle or chill a little bit." He says while tucking a strand of Ceros hair behind his ear.
They went to bed and Cero tried to open up, it was hard but he eventually did.