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sehun's puffy eyes flutter open at the sound of his vibrating phone, immediately wishing that they could go back to being at rest. he groans as he pushes himself off his bed and sleepily stumbles his way towards his phone.
barely bending down, he reaches his long arm out and picks the vibrating device off the floor, flipping it around to reveal it's cracked screen.
yixing is calling...
he feels his stomach turn in uneasiness as he reads the caller id, a feeling of guilt washing over him. he takes a deep breathe in and glides his thumb over the screen before bringing the phone up to his ear.
"it's almost 2 in the morning" he says, letting out a dry chuckle, expecting one in return but all he hears is silence.
"yixing?" he pulls the phone away from his face to make sure that the call is connected, the duration being 0:08 now.
"hello?" he calls, playfully dragging the word but he hears no response from his friend yet again. all he hears is a familiar melody that is playing faintly in the background.
"yix-" he tries to call but he suddenly feels his voice get caught in his throat as soon as he realizes where he's heard the same melody.
sehun's phone shakes uncontrollably in his hand as he takes slow and cautious steps towards his window. his gaze immediately falls onto his backyard, where he's buried minseok.
he distances the phone away from his ear a little to listen for the music that's blasting on his radio outside, it is in sync and perfectly matches the melody that's playing on his phone call with yixing.
he feels his grip around his phone loosen before letting go, sending it descending towards the floor, followed by a deafening shattering noise. before he even has the chance to think, his feet rush him outside of his room and down stairs, towards the back entrance door.
hurriedly, he throws open the door and staggers his way towards the center of his backyard before sloppily dropping onto his weak knees. his fingers instantly claw at the soil, tearing his friend's vault apart.
he uses all of his strength to shovel the dirt out of his way as streams of tears run down his face and seep into the soil. it doesn't take sehun too long to finally be able to reach the level at which his friend's face is resting ever so peacefully, an instant feeling of a anguish punching him in the chest as soon as his eyes land on those of yixing's.
