love radio

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he dialed a number using the studio phone, after a few rings, someone on the other line picked up.

❝ hello! this is haechan from love radio with lee haechan! congratulations, you're now on a live call that is currently broadcasted throughout radio fms in korea ❞

he was ecstatic to finally get to talk to someone after hours of being alone in the studio.

"..."

after a while of the caller not responding, his smile faded, it's probably another troller, ugh how annoying, he thought

"hello? please respond if not i'll have to call someone else"

his patience was wearing thin, it was 3am and he was inevitably tired anyway

after a few seconds later, there was still nothing coming from the other line, his finger was on the 'end call' button and merely a millisecond before his finger touched the phone screen.

"um.. hello?"

finally

"hello! would u like to intro-"

he heard sobs from the other line of the phone call, he wanted to ask what was wrong, but there were people listening to the broadcast and he'd had to be professional.

"introduce.. yourself?"

more sobs followed, and then the line went flat.

weird..

but the show must go on

"ok everyone, sorry for that slight mishap, let's move onto the next caller"

haechan dialed another number to have another legitimate conversation with a legitimate caller, they talked about confessions.

꒰🍬꒱

"sadly, this segment of the radio station has come to an end, once again, this is lee haechan with a listener rating of 37.5% and you listened to love radio with lee haechan, thank you for tuning in and i will see all of you tomorrow at 2am sharp! don't be late!"

haechan wrapped up his session and played a final song before leaving the studio for the next dj to take over.

now playing
not ur friend - jeremy sucker
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0:00 •───────── 2:57
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after packed up his things haechan went out of the studio, he saw the next dj, johnny, waiting for his shift to start, after a brief greeting, he finally exited the studio building.

it was currently 4:02am and the street was desolate. the storefronts were devoid of displays, which was just as well, because not a single person was there to admire them. cars sat empty along the curb, collecting dust.

he had his airpods in as he walked down the cold and empty streets of seoul, hands in his pockets of his adidas track pants.

suddenly, stay with me by chanyeol and punch started playing, it reminded him of her, song hongjoo.

as the song went on, his heart starting beating in sync with the beats of the song, punch's soothing voice accompanied by chanyeol's raspy voice, as much as he hated the song, he couldn't help but listen to it with tears in his eyes as he continued his journey back home.

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a/n ; i'm sorry if
the chapters are
too wordy :/