I hesitated to even touch my phone.
Was he really here?
I allowed the nagative thoughts to take over. I heard my phone ring once, twice, then silence. I crawled over to it looking at who had called.
2 missed calls from Hoseok 💕
1 missed call from Mark
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Before I could think anymore about it my phone rang again. Hoseok!
Incoming call from Mark...
I pouted slightly but answered anyways.
"Hello?"
"Why the fuck don't you answer?"
"I-I was sleeping..."
"Sure whatever... are you gonna pick up that sock guy?"
"Who?"
"Jackson talks about this sock guy here in LA so are you gonna pick him up or not?"
Oh, he meant Hoseok. His tone was frustrated making me slightly scared.
"Uh... I-I'll go."
His voice softened almost to a whisper.
"If you don't wanna do it just call me... okay?"
I nodded later realizing he can't see me.
"Mhm."
"Bye."
"Take ca-"
He hung up.
