It had been months since they last saw each other in person. Their schedules had become more demanding. They were both constantly on the move, touring, practicing, working. They had both fallen into the rhythm of their lives as idols, always busy, always surrounded by people. But not each other.
The text messages became sporadic. Every time Wooyoung would reach out with a simple "𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?", San would hesitate before typing a response. The longer he waited, the more he convinced himself that he was 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞. The friendship they'd once had had slowly started to erode, the distance between them more than just physical. It was emotional, too.
And the thing that scared him most was that Wooyoung didn't seem to need him as much anymore. Maybe he had moved on. Maybe he had grown used to being without San.
San's thoughts were interrupted by a soft ping from his phone. He glanced at it and saw that Wooyoung had sent a message: "𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠".
A familiar ache twisted in San's chest. The words were simple, but they cut deeper than he expected. He couldn't bring himself to respond, not yet. He stared at the message, fingers hovering over the screen. He knew that reply would be the hardest one.
His mind swirled with all the things he wanted to say. He'd wanted to confess, to tell Wooyoung how he felt, how he had felt for so long. But what if that confession ruined everything? What if their friendship couldn't survive the truth?
San sighed, throwing his phone onto the bed. He felt stuck, trapped in the space between wanting to reach out and the fear of losing Wooyoung entirely.
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