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11

October 28, 3:10am

     Jaemin flops around on his bed, burying his face in his pillow before flailing his body to lay on his back. He sighed heavily, staring at his ceiling before looking to the side and gazing intently at his phone. A pout formed on his face and he reached for his phone. 

October 28, 3:13am

nanana.jaemin: hey, jeno

nojam: yeah? what's up, jaem?

nanana.jaemin: nothing. i just can't sleep. 

nojam: do you wanna do a call? 

nanana.jaemin: yes

3:18am

     Jaemin hold his phone tightly in his hands. It's been forever since he's actually talked to Jeno. He jolts slightly as the device starts vibrating in his hands. He quickly swipes right, answering the call. 
     "Hey, Jaem. Is everything alright?" 

     Jaemin's heart fluttered. He forgot how good Jeno's voice sounded. He gulped silently. "Yeah, I'm just having some trouble falling asleep." 

     "Do you want me to sing to you?" Jeno offers, his voice reaching Jaemin's ears in such a soft way. 

     "I didn't know you could sing, but go ahead. Entertain me," Jaemin airily chuckles. 

     "To an unrecognizable look as we go down our own road, 
Our gazes may reach each other one day.
Even if it's in silence, 
Our voices will reach each other. 
Don't forget we are in touch. 
Always in the same time, always in the same place, we were always together.
We don't have the courage. 
The words we couldn't speak, the words we couldn't deliver..." 

     Jaemin feels a gentle pressure build up in his chest, emotions he couldn't describe. The feelings Jeno put behind his words made his heart do things he couldn't explain. He didn't know if Jeno was directing the words at him, but Jaemin couldn't help but wonder. The pink-haired boy couldn't help but start to doze off as Jeno's voice continued to lull him into sleep. 

     "Goodnight, Jaemin."

     Jaemin exhaled softly and snuggled into the warmth engulfing him. His eyes fluttered open and he took in his surroundings. The bright sunlight painted the room in a soft golden glow, Jaemin felt warm. He felt strong arms tighten around his waist and he slowly turned his head to the side, his cheek coming into contact with fluffy hair. Jeno's head was tucked into the crook of his neck, the older boy's body glued to Jaemin's back. 

     "G'mornin', Jaem," Jeno croaked against Jaemin's ear, voice deep with sleep. Jaemin flushed bright pink, feeling Jeno's warm breath against his skin. Jeno's arms tighted around his waist once again, pulling the younger boy closer. Jaemin basked in the feeling. He felt warm, loved, cared for. He felt good. Nothing like being with Doyoung or Jaehyun. Nothing at all like that. He clenched his eyes shut, tears wetting his lashes before reopening his eyes.

      Jaemin's room was still dark when his eyes opened. He guesses he only slept for an hour or two. His chest felt hollow as he thought about his dream featuring Jeno. A sigh fell from his lips and he decided to get out of bed. He picked up his phone and realized him and Jeno were still on call. Neither of them hung up. He tapped the screen and the time said 5:01am. Jaemin decided not to hang up just yet, setting his phone back down on his bed before getting ready for school.

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hello im the queen of inactivity i still cant believe i havent updated this in like 2.5 months jesus
im super sorry for the short chapter, ill update again soon, you have my word!
I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas! <3