★ | #21 | telephone
"i was just about to hang up.".𖥔 ݁ ˖ nicole's radio station
is now playing...mr. telephone man • new edition
"mr. telephone man, there's something wrong
with my line."_______________________
WITH her legs tucked beneath her, she sat quietly on her bed, hair still slightly dampened after getting out of the shower. The telephone was pressed to her ear, the soft buzz filling the silence as she nibbled at her bottom lip, waiting for the boy to respond.
It wasn't until a few seconds later was she about to give up, moving the phone away from her ear as she went to hang it up. Only, she paused, the familiar voice sounding out from the other end of the line.
“Hello?” Lee Heeseung spoke into the phone, his tone soft as Haewon quickly brought the telephone to her ear again, a breathy laugh falling from her lip.
“Heeseung,” Haewon addressed, her smile evident in her tone as she continued, “I was just about to hang up.”
“Sorry, sorry. I just got out of the shower.” The boy laughed out, falling back onto his own bed as he stared up at the ceiling, telephone pressed to his ear.
“No, it's alright.” Haewon hummed, brushing it off nothing. “Guess what?” She spoke, tilting her head.
“What? Did you get the job?” Heeseung asked, intrigued at the happy tone she used.
“Yes! I mean, no? Kinda. I wanna say I got the job, but it's not official yet. I have to go through training so I can learn how to make everything. Coffee, pastries.. stuff like that. And also, how to take orders.” Haewon explained, biting back a smile.
Heeseung hummed, letting her know he was still listening before he spoke up, threading his fingers through his dampened hair.
“Ah, see? I told you things would turn out well. Congrats, Haewon. I'm proud of you.” Heeseung let out sweetly, a sigh of content falling from his lips.
“Thank you, thank you. I know. I should've listened.” Haewon snickered lightly, shaking her head off to the side. “As a thank you, I'll make you whatever you want after I learn. My treat.”
“Will you now? I'll look forward to it, then.” Heeseung teased, earning a breathy laugh from the girl on the other line.
“Mhm, okay, okay.” The girl chuckled softly, shifting more comfortably into the mattress on her bed.
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ephemeral | lee heeseung
Fanfiction𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 𝗲𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 "you, angel, were ephemeral." 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 - two best friends attempt to survive senior year of high school together.