duniamucha:

{ in which mucha heard that jeon is not doing well with his work and was worried }

“Hello?“ 

The voice on the other line was uncharacteristically throaty and full of sleep, and guilt wastes no time in rushing through Mucha’s features. The sixty minutes she had spent pondering to call or not to call him was immediately forgotten, and Mucha couldn’t help but chanting this is stupid this is stupid he was asleep I shouldn’t have called I’m so stupid in her head and was about to end the call when the voice speaks again, a little softer this time, ”Cha?“
He was always faster than her in everything. Mucha hated him for it sometimes. 

“H-hi,” she mumbled, “I-I’m sorry– I forgot you were asleep– I’m hanging up now…" 

”Don’t, don’t–give me a sec,“ he cuts off, and Mucha can practically hear him holding back his yawn. He didn’t say anything for awhile, probably trying to get a grip on the blurred reality–which makes Mucha feel more guilty.”I’m awake. What’s up?“ 

The girl opened up her mouth almost immediately, ready to recite all of the things that she wanted to say–
but nothing came out. 

It was nothing new, really. It happens almost everytime Mucha wanted to get her point across. Mucha was not surprised it happened again this time, but that doesn’t mean she does not get frustrated with herself because of it. No matter how much she planned, or whether she write the words down, something in her just doesn’t cooperate. Weirdly, it only happens when its Jeon on the other line. 

Usually, the lad would laugh and tease her ("am I really that charming that you let the cat got your tongue?”), or he would just wait until Mucha muster up enough willpower to force those words out of her mouth. Today, he did neither. Instead, he let out a short chuckle before saying, “I know what you’re going to say." 

Mucha felt her eyes widen. "You do?" 

”Hmm,“ Jeon hummed sleepily, and she can picture him mushing his face in his pillows, his phone lazily placed on his ear. ”I have a guess.“ 

Of course he would. "Say it, then." 

”No, you say it.“ 

The girl huffed, but did not say anything afterward. It was silent for awhile, and Mucha could not tell if it is the usual comfortable silence or the awkward one. It was just silent – the silent silence if she may, and it while it doesn’t feel awkward, it does not feel comfortable as well. It’s the type of silence that you have when you’re waiting for something that you need, but not sure you’ll get.

"I was just checking,” Mucha paused, “if… you’re okay." 

Again, it was silence. Thankfully though, it doesn’t last as long. ”What makes you think I’m not?“ 

Mucha sighed. "Everyone’s talking about it on Twitter." 

"I can handle it." 

There it was. The answer came immediately, but this time it was a tad bit too fast. Both Mucha and Jeon then exhaled an exasperated sigh at the same time, Jeon because he got caught, and Mucha because what she thought was true. It doesn’t feel nice. 

The words linger in the air as they let the line connects, thoughts muddled in both of their minds. I think it is safe to say that it was their thing, letting the silence fell upon them, as incompatible as it sounds. At the end of the day, they always fall into silence – different kinds every day – in contrast to their usual loud banters and fireworks exchange. In general though, their habit was strange, in the same way you see an abandoned 24/7 convenience store or lighthouses with no lights. It’s the same – the reality you always see every day, just a little bit altered. Strange. Unfit. Strange. Strange. 

"Please be okay,” Mucha said after god knows how long – long enough to assume that the line is already dead if not for the sound of static here and there and a very faint sound of Jeon’s steady breathing. “Please? I love you, okay." 

When Jeon answered, his voice got a little softer. ”I love you too,“ he said, ”now stop worrying. You sound like my mother.“ 

Mucha scoffed, "well how the fuck could I fucking not,” she muttered. Jeon laughed. 

“Do me a favor,” he paused. “Wait no–two. Two favors." 

"Huh? Jeon–" 

”One,“ Mucha sighed. He’s not going to listen to her, is he?, she thought. ”Stop worrying, I mean it.“ 

Mucha was about to protest when Jeon said ”two,“ with a soft voice. ”Say that again when you pick me up from the airport on Thursday, okay? Promise me it will be the first thing you say when you see me, and I’ll promise I’ll be okay until then.“ 

"The fuck, Jeon – that was too cheesy." 

"Bullshit, you love it." 

”…..I’m hanging up.“

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