Dispatch: *following Minhyuk*
Boss: any news?
Dispatch: he’s hugging me right now, sir, he will not let go
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Anonymous asked:
11:10?
monstaxnight answered:
11:10
“You hang up.” you coo in that little lovey voice, and Jooheon’s lips pull into the goofiest of squinted, dopey smiles.
He flops down onto the sofa, your gorgeous tone echoing melodically through his mind. He sighs, totally, utterly love struck. Wait… no… that wasn’t it, was it? Was it love dumb? Dumb struck? Whatever it was, he was it.
Like, absolutely drowning in it.
“No, babe, you hang up.” he says, his voice full of sugar.
“Noo..” you breathe, “I hung up last time. It’s your turn.”
He rests his head back against the cushion, staring up at the bright white light suspended from the dressing room ceiling. All he sees is your smiling face in the brightness, all he can do is picture the little wrinkles of your eyes as you laugh and the way you purse your pretty lips without even realising you’re doing so… “But I don’t want to hang up, so you have to.”
“No, honeybee. You hang up.”
He closes his eyes, heart fluttering at the way you called him honeybee. It sounded so precious and lovely as it rolled from your lips, like words whispered on the sweetly warm breeze of midsummer. “You hang up.”
You laugh again. *I’m not going to. You do it.”
All his teeth are visible. “Babe, just han–”
The phone is snatched from his grip, and he faintly hears the little red button tone as the line - your line - goes completely dead.
Changkyun says nothing as he throws the phone back to his hyung, a shiver running visibly through his body.
