Exo Imagines

142. A Little More (Kyungsoo)

Breathe in, breathe out, he will call. He. Will. Call.

It was nearly 11:30 at night and although you should have been in bed an hour ago, your boyfriend still hadn't called you. "Come on, Kyungsoo, you wide eyed idiot," you cursed under your breath as you picked up your phone again, for what felt like the millionth time, and glared at the screen, waiting impatiently for it to start vibrating in your hand and for his face to pop up on your screen.

"Screw this," you muttered under your breath and slammed your phone down onto your table, the screen facing down. You stood up and walked out of your open plan dining-living room and headed down the hallway towards the only bedroom in your apartment, it situated on the very far side of the space. You kicked your door open and threw yourself onto your bed, grabbing at the pillow Kyungsoo regularly slept on. You inhaled deeply, your lungs filling with the vibrant, sweet scent of his vanilla shampoo.

"What is taking you so long?" you whined as you looked over at your alarm clock, the numbers 11:45 flashing at you in bright crimson red. It almost felt as if the clock was mocking you, the deep red representing the fact he was nearly two hours late with his call.

'Bzzzzzz bzzzzzz.'

Your eyes widened as you say bolt upright on your bed, your focus shifting to glare out of your door. "Shit," you expressed with emphasis as you bolted through the door and towards your phone. It had already rang five times by the time you made it off your bed, out the door and down the long hallway and after the sixth your phone always automatically went to answer phone.

You practically threw yourself over your sofa instead of taking the easier option of simply walking around, and scuffled on your hands and feet towards your dining table, using your hands to push yourself upright after about three seconds of crawling. You launched yourself onto the long table and reached out, gripping the phone and pressing the cold metal up against your ear after fumbling to slide your shaky finger across the screen to answer.

'Bzzzzzz Bzzzz-.'

"Hello!" You gasped loudly, panting for breath, you managed after answering the phone mere milliseconds before it was due to shut off.

"Hey babe," Kyungsoo's sweet voice spoke softly. "Why are you breathing so hard?"

"I..." Deep breath. "I had to run for my phone."

Kyungsoo chuckled that beautiful chuckle. "Sorry I'm so late, the show ran a lot later than we had hoped, the fans were going crazy!" He exclaimed.

"It's okay, so long as you didn't forget about me." Kyungsoo reassured you that he would never forget about you, it causing your lips to pull up into a huge, bright grin. "So, do you miss me?" You asked with a little giggle.

Kyungsoo hummed, pretending to be thinking about his answer. "I miss you a little I guess," he started, a soft giggle radiating from his side of the phone, him clearly trying to play with you. "A little too much," he continued. "A little too often, and a little more each day."

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