Dear Wonho,
I broke my phone.
I was helping my niece take a bath.
She just dropped my phone into the bubbly waters.
I couldn't get it fix fast enough.
I just didn't contact anyone.
You were on a business trip in Malaysia.
I didn't think it would matter.
But you came home early.
You texted me to make sure that you don't surprise me.
But you did.
Because I didn't know.
You had a tub of ice cream and a file of work to do.
You had a late night.
That's what ice cream meant.
That was our signal.
That we had a bad day.
We were ice cream buddies.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Wonho
FanfictionWhere a girl who loves him so much can't say what's really on her mind, only on paper. Cover by: MAL