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sunric ¦ melatonin

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「 melotonin 」
kim sunwoo & sohn youngjae
word count: 1015

it's 2 AM, and eric can't sleep.

#INSPIRATION/BASIS !
"melatonin" by jacob (ft. eric)

⌗NOTE ! 
pls tell me i'm not the only one obsessed with eric's rap in melatonin. istg, the whole mixtape is the only thing that keeps me going these days.

i wrote this in just an hour bc i have an exam tomorrow, so please excuse any mistakes ><

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if there's one thing that eric can listen to over and over again in the entire world, it would be sunwoo's voice. it brings him comfort; hearing that deep, raspy voice at wee hours of the morning, when eric had just finished cramming another one of his essays and needs his boyfriend to lull him to a 2-hours-long sleep before he attends his morning class.

he especially loves it the most when sunwoo can't help but mumble his lullaby, just like a child who's just starting to learn his ABC's. it means he woke his boyfriend up (a habit that eric feels sorry for doing at first, until sunwoo assured him that he'd gladly wake up at any hour if it meant helping the younger sleep).

he relish in being the only one who can wake sunwoo up without being told to "get the fuck out and let me sleep", finds amusement at being the receiver of sunwoo's grumbled curses only to find out that it was eric calling him at 3 am, and loves the fact that sunwoo calling him his berry is always the last thing he hears before drifting off to dreamland.

and what eric really needs right now is for his boyfriend to whisper his affection to his ear, through the speaker of his phone. he's been tossing and turning in his bed for the last two hours to the point that he's already physically exhausted.

if his mother was here, eric would've been pulled by the ear and forced to listened to her speech starting with " i told you so!" because she told him so. his mother had told him to always make sure he got plenty hours of sleep, to stop procrastinating and doing his due-tomorrow projects at dawn.

and now here he is, day three at still being awake at 2 am, even if he doesn't have a single schoolwork to make himself busy. his body is starting to adapt to his unhealthy schedule and now, no matter how hard he tries, he just can't seem to fall asleep.

luckily, eric has sunwoo, the person who has a 100% success rate of making eric fall asleep even with the most quiet "i love you" and muffled "sleep now, my berry". so he calls him, he goes to his phone to check on sunwoo, and it takes the latter four rings to pick up his call.

"angel?" right there and then, eric's heart starts to race. "what time is it?"

eric covers himself with his blanket, then shifts to his side. "it's 2 in the morning. can't sleep."

"you finished your assignment?"

he shakes his head, as if sunwoo can even see him right now. "no assignment tonight, just like yesterday or the day before that. 'm just having trouble sleeping."

he hears sunwoo yawn at the end of the line and it makes eric frown when he realizes just how tired his boyfriend is these days. ever since he agreed to kevin's suggestion of working at the local diner, sunwoo has been busy balancing school, soccer and his part time job. eric shouldn't steal his only rest time for his selfish needs.

sunwoo clicks his tongue. "i know what you're thinking right now— i told you, didn't i? it'll never become a bother for me to accompany you at times like this."

"sorry," eric still apologizes, pouting. "i'm just starting to get frustrated right now. i just want to sleep."

"want me to come over?"

"are you crazy?" eric blurts out. the sun hasn't even rised yet, their village has a curfew and sunwoo is still in his post-sleep haze. eric melts at the idea of cuddling with his boyfriend and listening to his lullaby so close to his ear, but not today.

he voices all of these out to sunwoo, to which the older whined — child-like and pouty; looks like sunwoo is 100% awake now.

"do you want me to sing you to sleep, angel?" and there it is, the highlight of eric's sleepless nights. he smiles widely and hums, eager and happy. sunwoo just chuckles at the end of the line.

when sunwoo started singing another one of his self-composed songs — yes, his boyfriend writes songs too. eric really hit the jackpot, didn't he? — eric hums along at the start.

he likes every song that sunwoo relays to him, but this type of song is different. this type of song has tunes that only eric had the chance to hear, has lyrics that sunwoo wrote while thinking of him, has been sung to eric with a hint of sleepiness at wee hours of the morning.

sunwoo's songs are only eric's to listen to, because it's only meant for him, and sunwoo — despite eric's insistence to show his works to the world — had made it clear that he doesn't need to anymore; because eric had already listened to all of them and eric is his world.

it was stupidly corny, but it still puts a smile in eric's face whenever he remembers it.

his eyelids are starting to fall, mind processing nothing but sunwoo's mellow tone and sweet lyrics, and soon eric's eyes are closed.

he's more asleep than awake now, but he can hear his boyfriend stop halfway through the second song.

"i guess you're asleep now. i actually like it when you call me in the middle of the night and wake me up... it makes me happy that you find comfort in hearing my voice as much as i enjoy listening to you talk— even if i 'complain' most of the time. i treasure every single conversation and song that we share every night." sunwoo chuckles then sighs, as if he finds it ridiculous hat he's still talking even when his boyfriend is already asleep. "you're so precious to me and i don't think i can ever let you go."

"i hope we can meet at our dreams. sleep tight, my berry."

and eric nods in his mind before he finally, finally falls into slumber.

good night, my sunshine.