Daybreak [Weak Hero] Alex Go X Reader X Wolf Keum

4. Always Gone

When you pick up the call, Alex is talking to someone else in the background.

The flame of excitement you feel flickers, and for a second you deflate. You stop your stride down the street, shadow falling long from your feet and quivering in the glow of the moon.

Did he dial you by accident?

You hear his voice, but it sounds distant. "—Shut up Ben, I know what I'm doing!"

Another voice you don't recognize cuts in, sounding like he was holding in laughter.

"Man, Gogo, I think you pressed the call button already."

"What? Oh shit, you—"

There's distant, hushed arguing, then loud rustling. Suddenly, Alex Go's voice is right by your ear, breathy, sounding as sheepish and awkward as ever.

"Oh, hey there! What's up?"

You feel your lips turn up again, the burning in your chest and cheeks slowly returning. You press a hand to your mouth to stop yourself from laughing.

"You tell me, Alex Go. You're the one who called, after all."

There's a pause, and you can almost see his face now, eyes darting, a dumb smile, leg bobbing with a nervous jitter.

"Hah! Haha. Yep, that's me. Me who called you."

He pauses- a thing he does when he's nervous, and you count, one, two, three seconds until he speaks again.

"So, ha, what are you up to tonight?"

You think you hear someone give an exasperated sigh in the background, but it could just be a car passing by a street down.

"Not much. Pretty much the same night as all the others."

You swing one foot in front of another, less focused on taking steps and more focused on balancing on the curb. Wonder if you always felt this way talking on the phone, wonder if it's just Alex.

Alex hums on the other end, the sound tickling your ear.

"And what about tomorrow afternoon?"

A cartwheel flips in your stomach, and you almost loose footing on the curb.
It sounds too smooth, and you bet he's been practicing it in the mirror. It almost takes you off guard, but you keep a level head.

"What about it?"

There's a dare in the question, and it sits boldly in the silence hanging between you and him.

He flounders, like you expect him to, but you smile regardless.

"Well I, uh," He gives a nervous chuckle and your eyes soften. "I was wondering if you'd want to hang out tomorrow."

You give your head a tiny shake, feeling your eyelashes brushing your cheekbones. "Are you asking me on a date, Alex Go?"

He laughs gently, it's sweet, but there's a bit of a raw edge from nerves. "It depends how you answer."

"And if I say yes?"

"Then I'd tell you to meet me at Eungang High School at two thirty, tomorrow."

The fingers curled around your phone are alight with tingles and you flex your grasp on it, wiggling your toes in your shoes.

"I'll be there."

You catch Alex breathing a sigh of relief, attempting to dilute it with an airy chuckle. It's cute, you think, and funny.

"That's great- it'll be great, I promise. I know just the place."

"Anything's better than another cup noodle lunch, so I'll take your word on it."