𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧 ; 𝙥.𝙟𝙢

eleven

"hi jisoo! i'm so sorry you had to see that." julie says sitting back on the sofa, wiping her lips.

jisoo just nods, leaving the two and heading out again. she sighs as all the past events flash through her mind. what a life. hyosun takes out her small phone and dials her friends number.

hyunie
call | text

"shh shh! this call is important! it's jisoo—" "jisoo?! oh my god! my baby—" it's my baby you jerk!" jisoo let's out a small smile as she hears her friends bickering again. "hi?" jisoo says waiting for the other end to speak.

"jisoo! i missed you so much—" "not as much me!" interrupts joohyuk followed by a small "ow!". "shut up already hyuk. anyways, how is seoul?" sohyun says sounding eager. "it's nice. it's quite cold but it's nice. people here are really good looking." jisoo says, biting her nails.

"but not as pretty as you honey." chirps sohyun. jisoo  smiles again. "thanks. what are you doing? any news from old man sang min?" jisoo's voice lowers as she spoke the last sentence.

"oh yes! he said that your uh uhm" sohyun clears her throat, trying her best not to make it seem awkward.  "ahem, he said that halmeoni's funeral will be this sunday." sohyun let's out a small sigh but enough for jisoo to hear.

"so it's the day after i come back right?" jisoo questions, mentally checking the date and the day. "yes. come home soon my darling. i— we miss you." sohyun says. "i miss you guys too. bye." with that jisoo hangs up with a sigh escaping her lips.

this is really happening. jisoo stands up and walks back to jimins place for the umpteenth time. jisoo silently walks inside the house and makes herself comfortable on the couch with a blanket and slowly dozes off to sleep.