Chapter 14
~Busy schedules~
(3 months later)
(Nothing happened to y/n, chapter 13 was just an alternative ending)
I sigh.
"He's busy again?" Yunah asks as we both get seated to eat our freshly made pizza.
"Yeah, I just texted him, we chatted a little but I said he should rest. He's overworking himself too much"
"Didn't you say they're about to reach a breakthrough at his workplace?"
I hum in response.
"Aren't you sad that you don't spend that much time together? I mean, my boyfriend and I practically hang out every day" she says, the worry palpable in her voice, as well as noticeable in her eyes.
"It's okay. I think we manage the time difference just perfectly. Sunday is our day." I laugh remembering how we baked together online last week or played uno via FaceTime. "We always start calling each other when it's 7 AM, Sunday at his place and 6 PM, Saturday at mine which gives us about 7 hours to talk. I hang up at about 1 AM. It's 8 PM at his place which gives him enough time to do work-related stuff and sleep early." I add
She nods, curious to comprehend how we handle long a distance relationship.
"When I'm about to sleep it's lunchtime for him and we talk for 1 hour. Almost every day. All in all long distance is working out just fine. Next week he's visiting me for a week." I try to hide my grin and Yunah just chuckles.
"That's so great to hear" she squeals before pulling me into a hug.
"I'm happy that you're happy"
"I'm happy that you're happy that I'm happy" I retort and we laugh.
***
(1 month later)
Jungwon
I don't think I'll be able to talk to you during lunch for a while. I'm very sorry, babe:((
Y/n
It's okay, really. We still have our Sundays, right?
Jungwon
Unfortunately not this week, I have a business trip going on. I will try my best to write you though.
I'd even miss some sleep if it meant chatting with you❤️
Y/n
Aww, that's sweet.
Don't worry too much though!
Love you, take care❤️❤️
The weekend passes by in a blur. Jungwon and I didn't text at all. The next week followed, yet we were only sending each other some superficial I-love-you-text messages.
Every day I'm left asking myself what he's doing and not knowing kills me. It feels as though we are living in separate worlds. When he has time, I'm not picking up because I am performing surgery and when I call him he is in the middle of a meeting.
It's nerve-wracking and it takes most of my energy as I keep thinking about him.
I even made a mistake at work and almost switched two patients' diseases up. I couldn't and didn't want to imagine what would happen if that happened during surgery instead.
Once it's lunchtime, I call him, hoping that he picks up this time.
I open my eyes in surprise when I don't hear the phone beeping anymore.
He picked up.
"Hey, how are you?"
He sighs and I can see that something is bothering him, though he quickly covers it up by chuckling.
"I'm fine, darling, how are you? I'm sorry that I couldn't text you"
"It's fine. You sound..tired..everything okay at work? Let's switch to face time."
"You don't want to see me. My hair is messy and I have eyebags" he jokes before reluctantly switching to FaceTime.
I look at the time and think. It must be 3 AM for him.
How could I forget our time differences? I facepalm myself inwardly. I'm so selfish. So damn selfish.
When his face flashes across the screen, my accusations and self-critique evaporate and I instantly smile upon seeing his gorgeous face again. Though he looks very overworked.
We talk for about 10 minutes, but I see that he is trying his best to stay awake. He doesn't show it, it's quite the opposite. He looks wide awake with his big round eye looking at me and his dimples showing.
However, I know him too well.
Talking to me for another 40 minutes while I have my work break won't do him any good.
Which is why I hang up after telling him to go get some sleep and not worry about me.
The next weeks he has time and this time I am the one to decline.
It's code black at the hospital, and my current work shift has been lasting for 26 hours. A world record. It's winter and most of the workers are sick, so there's only Yunah, me, and a few other staff, who are working their ass off.
Once this 1 month of horror is over, however, and December slowly approaches, Jungwon and I get to have our weekly Sundays back.
We have survived the difficulties, it seems.
But here's the thing: we're both tired from working so much, which is why we rarely have the energy to talk during the first week.
He survived a crisis at the office, I survived work shifts that were longer than a day.
There's not much to talk about but how tired we were.
If we weren't in a long-distance relationship we could just spend time together by saying nothing and simply cuddling, but with what we had that wasn't possible and so silence via a phone call was more awkward than it would've been if we were standing next to each other.
Y/n
Your company is finally recovering?
Jungwon
Yes, which means we can talk to each other in peace.
I've missed talking to you
I miss you
Y/n
I miss you too and I'm glad we survived this hardship together ❤️
Jungwon
Me too❤️
I miss you. I wish I could just embrace you and never let you go
Y/n
Me too:((
How about we change the times we talk tomorrow to recover thoroughly? I think you definitely need it, I'm worried.
Jungwon
What are you suggesting?
Y/n
Hmm, for me Saturday from 9 PM to 10 PM
And for you Sunday from 9 AM to 10 AM
Is that fine for you?
Jungwon
Your wish is my command❤️
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