10 cm apart ♧ jeongsung

Even though nothing was said

an announcement was loud as his name got called with the echo of the microphone, that piece playing in the background reminds him of how much he has heard that music in his old school days before, this time after four years he can officially bask in it and this will be the last time he'll soak on the string instruments. finished and he never actually thought- jisung thought at certain circumstances that he'd die first.

"HAN JISUNG."

the lady that looked so much of his rapper ex linked her arms around his. jisung smiled so brightly that his cheeks got more rounded and flushed pink. he wore his dark hair and different colored nails. he shines so brightly on the stage, whatever stage it is, jisung has always owned it.  the lady walked him off the carpet under the swords of the cadettes the clinked at every passerby.

she fixes the brooch and the rosette pin jeongin gave him, and he bowed lowly. he bowed with teary eyes, waved as the cheers for louder, from all sides.

more than one gold medal dangling around his neck, his own management and crew on the back clapping and  camera's that can be counted with a hand is focused, following his every move. jeongin stood with a bunch of other juniors who admired and adored him, but jisung only went to him and hugged him as he greeted the others. he then went to the other side and gave his old friends a cheek kiss, bouncing happily with interlaced finger with the girl with straight bangs, blue toga and red lips, momo, they took pictures and posed for camera beforeg going back their seats.

jisung waved once more and did a peace with the widest grin in his black toga, never would jeongin thought that he wanted to be a parent so bad in a graduation so he could be rightfully proud as if he raised him, when in fact it was that grinning face that has guarded and taught him of things he now knows.

when the ceremony finished with them throwing their caps off with a farewell, jeongin congratulated jisung and orher acquaintances he headed back to the dorms feeling the exhaustion all of a sudden, like anknow tied in his chest as he saw jisung hugged seungmin awkwardly as the jock who just graduated as well held the other too tightly in place, for his comfort and that stepping in felt like it would be out of place, thatbit would be jeongin who's disturb them and so he let it be.

he remembers that there will be an afterparty, everyone will be spending their nights at a senior frat house, jeongin was for sure invited, because jisung asked him. he told him he's undecided instead, that he plans on going back home the next day and for a few days as the semester already ended.

jeongin carelessly took off his shoes and sprawled on the couch after a long day of following jisung around, numbers and minutes ticking.

the door clicked open.

"you're here." jisung peeked before fully entering still dressed and with make up on.

"i am." jeongin shot up.

"i thought you're going home?"

"i thought you'll be at the party?"

"no, i have to pack." jisung mutters as he let his cape and cap fall off on the floow leaving a trail seeing as jeongin did the same, feeling that creating a mess has alaays been fun after a long day.

they knew each other too much.

"pack..." jeongin repeated the words to himself.

oh.

oh.

"i'll be staying at some apartment, near the entertainment."