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HOME. a place where you are loved, respected, and accepted by the people around you
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"SON OF A-" Jisung mumbled silently as his body lunged forward after being startled by a sudden chime of tune contrasting with the silent, quiet atmosphere. On top of that, that sound was distinct, unlike other, and when heard, always alarmed Jisung. And that sound, indeed, was his ringtone.
He groaned loudly as he looked around for his phone somewhere on the bed, the bright sunlight stinging his eyeballs.
It was quite odd. Never in the last month or so has the sun shined this brightly before. In addition, it hasn't been raining as intensely unlike last time. The booming sound of rain drops bouncing over the roof used to be so damn annoying, but it somehow grew on him and became some kind of comforting music that filled in the eerie white silence. But now, the quiet atmosphere had become sinister with how quiet it has been unlike before.
Soft drizzles draped the windowpanes but there was an excessive amount of sunlight coming inside the room. Now Jisung regretted getting the curtains washed today, at this specific day. Then he wouldn't have endured the bright light that was hindering him from a good nap.
Which is why he is now obliged to answer said phone call.
Jisung felt his phone vibrate in the rhythm of the tune, like always. And so he picked it up beside him and sat up from bed, ruffling his messy hair that was sticking out in all directions.
Jisung was too immersed into the sudden phone call when he heard soft squirms coming from the space beside him.
He smiled fondly after looking at that certain direction.
"Ji?"
"Shh..." Jisung shushed as he patted Chenle's head and entangled his fingers in the older's soft hair, playing with his blonde locks affectionately. "Someone's calling me—I have to answer it."
Chenle pouted his lips as he stared at Jisung with puffy eyes.
"Sleep tight, I'll be right back," Jisung reassured, leaning closer and planting a soft peck on the older's forehead as he stood up from bed and sprinted outside, carefully pulling the door shut.
Jisung finally checked the Caller ID, and with that,
