I'm The One || Sana
That one friend, that one situation. It's all known too well, without a fail, there is always that one person in the group. The one who loves others greatly, who showers them with affection, and is always there to give the best support and hugs in times of need. Despite the occasional scoldings especially during their earlier days, Sana never failed to fill the role of that one friend. In fact, sometimes it even felt like her calling.
"Sana is very sensitive to how others are feeling. Whenever I'm down, you come and give me a hug and hold my hands. That was always a big help to me, so thank you."
I like it the best when they're comfortable with me cuddling them.
"Oh, you're watching that again. Are you coming along with us? We're gonna go shop and grab something to eat." Mina looks down at her member who's sitting on the sofa, smiling softly once Sana returns her gaze. To say they've grown even closer ever since the younger woman came back from her hiatus would be quite an understatement.
"No no, I'll be staying here today. I have a few things I'd like to catch up on. What brings you out though? It's kind of a rare occasion-"
"Well, just figured I've been feeling better so why not? We'll be back later, text if anything is needed yeah?" She pats Sana's head and soon enough goes to the door, stepping out shortly after leaving the older one alone with her thoughts, that and the clutter left on the coffee table from their hangout the night before. Without thinking it over much and with a light huff of frustration, she stands up and begins tidying up their mess, complaining under her breath.
"It always feels so lonely and empty in here without them... Ugh, what am I? Some puppy who waits at the door for them to come back? Stop getting into your head Sana, it just hurts more that way." Despite her words of advice, she finds herself breaking down on the kitchen floor not long after, hugging her knees tightly.
I guess I served my purpose quite soon huh? They move on, sooner or later... Good on them.
It's difficult, being the bubbly friend who cheers everyone up when they need it, the one who's a bit too lively and loving to others, oftentimes to their annoyance. It's difficult being the reliable confidant who as a matter of fact depends on her friends more than they may ever know and more than they depend on her. It's difficult, to pick a mood, a side to take, a mask to show, the bubbly friend or the vulnerable and saddened child. To filter herself knowing damn well nothing going on inside her feels even remotely close to what she presents, or that just somehow, they don't seem to figure out when or why she's even upset in the first place. All is simply small insignificant mood swings. Superficial wounds that will heal with time.
In reality, these wounds fester. The pain just grows and grows, a lethal poison that is difficult to escape. Or maybe she's a special case, maybe she's too sensitive for her own good?
"What the hell am I doing crying over this, I should be getting things done right now, not hoping they come home so soon... They're having fun and that's what should matter, I can't be so selfish..." She finds herself yet again contradicting her words, sitting near the door while looping the one song helping her somewhat keep it together. One minute goes by, then five, ten, and so on, all waiting on people who may not even be thinking of her at this moment. "It's useless." She tells herself. A waste of time, a waste of the little hope left in her... And well, after many uneventful hours full of utter disappointment, she ends up falling asleep on the floor, a frown and puffy eyes left behind by the many masks and bandaids she's worn before.
I guess I'm the one... The one they forget.
"Our poor hamster... You've been having such a hard time all by yourself huh? Don't worry, we're all here for you now, no matter what." The moment she opens her eyes again, she's being embraced warmly, her eyes tearing up from even being granted the opportunity. It's everyone, each and every single one of her beloved members is there, holding her tenderly and comforting her, just as she would to them. Just as she had wished all along.
"We love you." "It's okay we're here." "Cry it all out, just don't get snot on me." This love, it's almost like a peaceful and comforting dream. Each and every member's own way of showing affection is something she never wishes to forget, feelings and memories she wants to carry with her for as long as this world allows her to.
You're the ones... The ones who make me feel human again.