✉ — @maneoxvic asked: 7 having a phone call
“What do you want?” Her voice was monotone and sharp, not quite in the mood to deal with talking at the moment. Especially with someone who’d abandoned her and left her to step up to a position she never wanted. Especially with a Yi. She was mentally preparing to walk across a stage in a few hours to shake hands with some old fart with a doctorate and accept a piece of paper which stated that she’d at least accomplished something in the last several years of her life. The last thing she needed was her family to fuck this up for her.
“I— I just wanted to talk to you, am I not allowed to do that?” her cousin’s voice was clear and soothing on the other end of the phone, the slightest bit of offense seeping into his words. Victor had always been good at avoiding escalation, keeping her calm when all she wanted to do was lash out. Truthfully, that had to be the most annoying thing about him.
“Not right now, no. I’m busy, I don’t have time.”
There was a pause from the other end, and to Seok it sounded almost defeated. “Okay. That’s understandable. Just— congrats on your graduation, yeah? Med school’s hard, you worked your ass off for that— I just want you to know that I’m proud of you. That’s all I wanted to say, okay? I’ll take you out for celebratory drinks when you’re back in the country.”
Beomseok found that she couldn’t speak, throat feeling tighter than it did mere seconds ago. Three hours left until she was to walk across that stage. And Vic was the first and only member of her family to say those words.
“Seok? You still there?”
The wizard sniffled, followed by an immediate cringe, just hoping that Vic that didn’t hear that. “...Yeah. I— Thanks. I really have to go.”
“Alright. Knock ‘em dead, I’ll see you soon.”
“Mhmm.” Silence fell over her apartment as she hung up, too dead to the world to realize that the makeup she’d worked so hard on was collecting wet lines down her cheeks.