『 // ✰. 』 @ofhaneuls.
‘ you ----- ... there’s nothing wrong with you , so why did you ... call me ? ’ for some reason , jaehwan can’t bring himself to say the other’s name , though it’s on the tip of his tongue . vacant stare offered in haneul’s direction , heart sitting awkwardly off its axis within his chest ---- they haven’t really spoken since that night ( or rather , the morning after ) and since there was no effort to reach out to him , jae figured haneul regretted ( and thus chose to forget ) what happened , and he tried to convince himself to do the same . only , it didn’t work ---- memories come back to him like it happened just yesterday and please , for the sake of his dignity , note that he’s never been the clingy type , nor the time to dwell on any emotional aspect but ... there was something about that night , something about haneul that just felt ... different , left a lasting impression upon the medic who is clutching onto his duffel bag now , full of first aid products he thinks he might need to use on himself in a moment because it’s becoming a little difficult to breathe , being in the same room with the other . alone .
