A/N : See notes at the end of chapter:)
Mark
It would be very strange. One moment the two of you were simply lying in bed, talking, and the next you'd have a tear stained face. Mark would get incredibly alarmed, his first instinct being taking you into his arms. He wouldn't be one to try to coax your reasons for crying out of you, opting for silence instead, letting you talk at your own pace, whenever you were ready. He'd rock you back and forth gently, pressing the occasional kiss against the top of your head. He hoped his embrace made you feel warm and safe and loved, because the last thing he wanted was to see the love of his life so upset.
Jaebum
You would take Jaebum completely by surprise with your cries. For once he'd gotten home before you, his work day closing a little before your's. He figured you'd be happy to see him, maybe the two of you could have a lazy night in with a movie or two? What he didn't expect to see, however, was a crying you entering the house, and crying harder yet when you saw him. Like Mark, he's take you into his arms, although he'd likely try to talk to you ask well. He'd press ever so slightly, trying to find out what made you so upset, though his questions would cease immediately if you sobbed harder. He just wanted the best for the love of his life, and this really did hurt, to see you like this.
Jinyoung
Jinyoung was happy. It wasn't often that he got to pick you up from work, though with his car in the parking lot of your work building, there was a big smile on his face as he sent you a text saying he was here. The smile, however, promptly melted as he saw your crying figure rush towards him. He didn't flinch as you flung yourself into his arms, holding you tight like it was second nature. He knew it would be in poor taste to try and ask you what happened if you could barely speak, so he did the next best thing; he sang. He knew his voice calmed you down, and so he did what he does best - singing. Instantly, the impact was clear. Your shaking ceased, giving way to light snivels. He'd escort you in the car, waiting for you to tell him what happened.
Jackson
Jackson would try his level best to make you laugh. The idea of acting like a fool or embarrassing himself wouldn't bother him. And if it at all did, he would happily ignore it to bring a smile back onto your face. He'd tell you bad pickup lines, make silly faces, ask you weird questions, anything, really to make you laugh again. As he was doing all this, however, he'd be quite concerned for you deep down and would certainly look for a way to approach the topic of why you were so upset afterwards, when you were a little calmer. His first priority would be to make you happier, however, so on he marched, the dutiful little boyfriend.
Youngjae
Youngjae would be incredibly heartbroken. He knew his affection wasn't as open and loud as the other member's affection for their significant others, but he loved you just as much, and so it hurt him to see you crying. He'd be holding back his own tears the whole time he talked to you, letting your tears and words spill. He'd listen carefully and attentively, taking in all it was that you told him. Together, he'd want to work on a solution for whatever it was that was upsetting you. He wouldn't leave your side for the rest of the day, not wanting to let you be alone, even for a moment, when you were in such a distraught state.
Bambam
Bambam would be a confused little child, but he'd give it his 110%. He wasn't used to calming down people who were upset, but seeing you, someone who meant the whole world to him, awakened some instinct in him. Carefully, he'd approach you, wiping away your tears with his hands. He'd then take your hands in his, kissing your nose softly, mumbling words of comfort, anything at all he could think of, to help you calm down a bit. He'd want you to know you were loved and cherished when you were with him, and that you were never judged. He'd navigate this situation slowly and hesitantly, doing everything his could to bring some peace and calm to you.
Yugyeom
Yugyeom, much like Bambam wouldn't know how to approach this, even though he knew he wanted to. It would be tricky because he wouldn't want to say the wrong thing and upset you more, but he wanted to be there to comfort you. So, he would ultimately decide to come to you, though not without food. With much precision and care, he'd slave away for a few hours to make your favourite dish, trying his best to make it just like you prefer. He'd plate it, going to you with the offering. Silently, he'd kiss the tears off your cheeks and tell you to eat up, and if you felt like you were ready, talk to him about what happened. He hoped his effort would at the very least make you smile.
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