Fics like taking up too much space or time (you assume i’m fine)

By early February, Megan had started to believe—dangerously—that maybe she’d cracked the code. Not to life, exactly. Not to herself, obviously. But this specific combination of things: love that didn’t feel like a gamble, mornings that didn’t begin with dread, a version of her anxiety that stayed quiet enough to easily be mistaken for gone... For a while, Megan does. Because with Yoonchae, love feels quiet and steady—built out of shared mugs, sticky notes, late nights, and a tenderness that never asks to be earned. It’s the kind of closeness that slips into daily life without announcement, until suddenly everything feels softer, safer, almost survivable. But as pressure mounts and Megan’s anxiety tightens its grip, care starts to feel like something that has to be managed. Distance becomes easier than honesty. Apologies stand in for change. And slowly, without meaning to, Megan begins teaching the person she loves how to take up less space than she deserves.

Fics like taking up too much space or time (you assume i’m fine)

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