@memoryace / call.
Sitting quietly on the subway, the man was content. In the quiet night, the lulling rock of the train quite soporific to Haewon. Fisting a length of his hair before smoothing the strands back into place, the man released a groan, WILLING himself to stay awake and not miss his spot--- yet, it was only a mere few seconds before the tall man was once again bobbing his head forth, tuckered out.
On a particularly rough jump of the car, the man jolted, and cheek fell against the shoulder beside him. At first, he doesn’t BUDGE, enjoying the soft impact; however, when he comes to his senses, man slowly lifts. Sighing an apology, he sits straight again, bleary-eyed and tired.
❝ Ah, shit of a TRAIN--- sorry, bro. ❞