longing 𖹭 chan

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"ugh... i'm so bored." i groaned in annoyance. when is he gonna get home? i looked over the clock on the wall. watching the needle ticking second by second. i snapped out and rolled my body over on the bed in boredom.

i stared at the ceiling blankly. suddenly, i remembered how he always hovered over me whenever he got home. i smiled softly and felt my face start to heat up. my hands frantically covered my face in embarrassment as my toes curled in cringe.

it was until reality hit me. he always comes home in the middle of the night. the sun was just completely gone by now meaning that it'll take more hours to wait for him to come home. gosh- i miss him so much.

then, i started to cover and uncover my face repeatedly with my hands. i kept doing that, hoping that maybe he would appear on top of me. until i felt my eyelids become tired and heavy, i closed my eyes slowly.

i was about to fall asleep until i felt a peck on my lips. my eyelids fluttered open as i saw him on top of me. "chan?" i frowned, thinking i'm already in my dreamland. "hi, sweetheart. i heard that you miss me?" he grinned, making me realise it's not a dream.

"w-wait. what are you doing here? you should be in your universe." he slowly got off me as i sat up facing him. "i can't stop thinking how much you said you love me and wanting to meet me. and kiss me, cuddle with me, and shower me with all your love." he pouted as i blushed.

"chan... stop telepathing my mind with yours." i glared at him. "i just miss you... and you miss me too.  how can i resist the feeling?" he softly said as i sighed. "fine." he quickly attacked me with the most comfortable hug in the world. we both fell on the bed as we giggled.

"i love you, my sweetheart." he pecked my lips as i returned the peck. "i love you too, my lover." i giggled once again as we cuddled while pecking each other's faces. then, i can already hear his soft snores. i smiled and ruffled his fluffy hair.

suddenly, his phone vibrates on the nightstand. i quickly took it and there were messages from his friends and manager asking where he's gone to. "you're done tomorrow, chan. and don't you dare blame me." i chuckled in silence and placed his phone away.

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