chankai drabble; our 2am.
It's 2am and Chanyeol is on the brink of giving up. His every attempts to reach Yifan have been flawed, but that "read" confirmation on line just tears him apart. They were so close, and things changed so fast. He's happy for the guy, how well his career already started. But the twang of a missing friendship still pains him. Tears roll down the side of his face, and he turns to admit a broken sob into his pillow.
He gets out his phone, staring at the Line messenger screen, edging for another reply. None. His sigh comes out all stuttered and more like a whine. It's dark, the moon doesn't shine on his side of the apartment. There is a stale silence, smelling of deodrant and fresh rain. Some racer traffic leaks through Chanyeol's open door but other than that, nothing stirs but himself.
The lanky, sleep deprived male, scrolls through his contact list, wondering who would be awake this time of night, until he lands on the one he wants to call most.
It takes two attempts until the other end answers with a disgruntled groan. "Chanyeol?."
Chanyeol. Chanyeol knows that he shouldn't be calling Jongin at this time of night. He knows that he has a ballet lesson first thing the same morning, and that Jongin likes his sleep and that really, Jongin is not gonna love this.
"Jongin.." He sighs, deeply. Almost a gasp. Like being drowned and finally being able to come up for air. "Jongin... I .. I'm just so .. I need you." The confession comes out in a cracked voice. He hears Jongin groan a little. But he knows he's listening. The tears reappear as he speaks, seemingly wedging his throat. "I just keeping thinking about Kris... and how much of a bad friend I was-- and how much of a bad boyfriend I am. But you still love me. Right? Why. I don't deserve it--"
"Chanyeol." Jongin almost rolls his eyes, but speaks with a smile on his sleepy face."Why are you calling me this late? You fool~". Chanyeol hears it, the smile. and he chuckles along too. " I miss him too. But you weren't a bad friend--"
"Why do you love me? I mean, that day... why did you say yes? Of all the other people you could have-- why me?"
"Do you really want to know?"
Chanyeol almost nods, but catches himself before he does it. "Yes."
"Remember how you kept coming back to be my boyfriend? and you always brought flowers to my door to say sorry? Remember when I disappeared and you kept on looking? Remember when..." His pause is soft, Jongin bites his lip. He speaks almost in a squeak. "Remember when, everyone left. and you didn't? You stayed and let me into your coat?"
Jongin wasn't one to verbalize words properly but Yeol understands. "I love you, Juliet. Heh."
"Love you too, Romeo. Remember I plan to live in your heart forever." There a pause, as the two let the romance sink into their skins. "Now, I'm going to hang up, and get to sleep."
Chanyeol looks at the clock, 02:17am. Jongin loves me. "Sweet dreams. I hope you're dreaming of me."
Who else, but you? Jongin thinks.
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