vii. dolce

the night sky watches soonyoung as he keeps tossing and turning around his own bed, trying to find a comfortable position that'll make him drift to sleep. it's been five hours since he saw jihoon and he's still thinking about him. his fingers lay on his lower lip where jihoon touched him and he feels his heart beat so fast that it could jump out of his system.

the boy lets out a small squeal before burying his face on the pillow and rolling around the bed to the point where he could reach the edge then fall. "jihoon," he whines then ruffles his hair. after a few more minutes, soonyoung knows he had enough. so without thinking, he reaches for his phone and presses the video call icon next to jihoon's name.

at that time, serenity is all that is painted on jihoon's face as he sleeps, with the slight rise and fall of his chest and a few snuffles from time to time. as soon as his phone starts to vibrate under his pillow, he takes it and waits for his eyes to adjust to the brightness. why the fuck is soonyoung calling at 2am? he muses, answering the call.

jihoon's sleepy face appears on soonyoung's phone, enough to make his knees go weak. he swears his heart is thumping so hard at the sight of the boy with his drowsy eyes and tousled blonde hair that soonyoung wishes he could play with as he holds him close to sleep.

"what do you want?" the younger drawlingly says. soonyoung almost forgets that the younger wouldn't be able to hear him so he just types his message instead.

good morning! i was just going to ask if you can send me a picture of the claire de lune music sheet since i'm practicing and i'm not that familiar with it :)

"oh my god, you woke me up for this, soonyoung? really?" jihoon whines as he rubs his eyes "i'm too tired to get up, can you just google it or something?"

my internet connection sucks...

"but you were able to call me...sounds convincing hm," jihoon replies. honestly, he wouldn't even mind if soonyoung would just tell him the truth. but because the boy looks like he won't be giving up anytime soon, jihoon decides to just play along with his game.

on the other hand, soonyoung is mentally panicking. god, he can be so fucking dumb sometimes. while he's thinking of other excuses to tell, jihoon interrupts by telling him to just try to play by ear. and before soonyoung could ask what jihoon means by that, the latter starts to hum the sweet tune of claire de lune.

soonyoung melts upon hearing jihoon's humming once more. here he is again, staring at the boy and wanting to wrap him in his arms and never let go. "oh my god i love you," soonyoung whispers as if jihoon would even hear if he speaks a little louder. with every passing minute, the older fights the sleepiness that kicks into him and jihoon notices this right away when he opens his eyes to look at his screen.

"goodnight, soonyoung," he mumbles with a smile.