baekhyun/jongdae
pg-13 | ~1.2k
(mama era)
You’re better at everything, why do you have to be main vocal and get us separated?
Dear Baekhyun,
I feel stupid already for agreeing with you on this. Why on earth should we be writing to each other when we are fortunate enough to live in the smart phone/SNS/Skype/whatever-else-other-than-postal-services era? If it weren’t for your silly nagging and your threat to not ever bring me your grandmother’s amazing kimbap again, I wouldn’t have agreed. Damn your grandmother’s kimbap. No, don’t tell her that. Bless your grandmother’s kimbap.
How are things in Korea? China’s confusing. I can’t bring myself to understand why these people laugh at the jokes that are not even remotely funny. Maybe it’s the translator’s fault. Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe the jokes really weren’t funny. But then again, only your jokes ever really make me laugh. Would you tell me one? I really miss you a lot here.
I hate you Baekhyun, why did you force me to write letters and wait days and weeks for a reply? I could have run and turned on Skype right now, and see your beautiful, beautiful face on screen, but you force me to settle for polaroid selcas, and I hate you for that. But then again, if I’m this miserable here, I can only imagine how bad you’re having it. We both know you need me more than I need you.
No, forget I said that, right now I definitely need you more than you need me.
I saw your broadcast last week. It’s nice seeing you moving and smiling and dancing (again, damn your stupid idea). Eyeliner looks good on you, Baekhyun. But then again, what doesn’t look good on you. I bet a plane ride to China would look good on you, too. Would you please come visit me here? I tried running away to Korea a couple days ago; I meant it when I said I really miss you. But the fans figured out, and of course Hyunkyun hyung dragged me back to the dorms and I got banned from TV. Can you believe that? No you for another ten hours.
Baekhyun, would you please say that you think this writing-letters idea is stupid and tell me I can call you on Skype on your next letter? I can’t go on like this, this is crazy. I’m going to go crazy here. I shouldn’t be complaining but it’s really hard. I miss you and I can understand nothing here.
I wish we were together. Why do you have to be the main vocal, why? You could have let me handle it. You’re good looking enough to be the visual. You could have joined the dance-line. Heck, you could have joined the rap-line. You know all I have is my vocal. My dance is shit and my rap sounds like speech. You’re better at everything, why do you have to be main vocal and get us separated?
No, forget I wrote that (see, if this had been an email, I could have just pressed backspace. Damn. Your. Stupid. Stupid. STUPID. Idea.). I love your voice and you deserve to be the main vocal.
Maybe you noticed, but I really am going crazy here. I miss you. Write back soon!
Stay safe, Baekhyunnie. Have I told you I miss you? I miss you.
Jongdae
Dear Jongdae,
I didn’t realize China and Korea were that far. Your letter just came today! I hate postal services. You’re right, this is totally stupid and I hate myself for suggesting it. Then again, I love your handwriting. And your hair looks amazing in that selca. But you’re always amazing.
Korea’s boring. It had always been boring until the day I met you. Remember how you introduced me to that funny looking coffee shop which changes its menu every month? I wonder how my favorite menus never make the cut for the next month, though. I still miss their strawberry coffee with peanut butter on top. I know you said it’s disgusting, and I tried to make my own version of it and it WAS disgusting, but the one I had in that coffee shop was divine (yes, I used the word divine, get over it).
I got to watch you on one of those Chinese variety shows. I understand nothing, but your lost expression is too precious! Haha. You should learn Chinese more, Jongdae-ah. You’re going to be there for a while. I’m sorry you have to go to China because I refused to go. I’m forever indebted to you for that. I’ll take you to my grandma’s next time we are free, okay? :)
You asked for a joke, here goes: I love you!
No, that’s stupid. It wasn’t a joke, Jongdae-ah, I really do love you. I miss you and I cry sometimes. Chanyeol helps when I cry, but nobody compares to you. I miss you and those stupid curls on the corners of your mouth. I miss kissing those curls.
Okay let’s hope this letter doesn’t fall to a random fan, because the internet would go crazy if they find out I kiss those curls in the corners of your mouth. But then again I kiss you on the mouth from time to time, too.
If you had known how much I need you, you wouldn't have said you need me more. I failed my high note the other day, and I felt like crumbling on stage, but then I remembered what you said the last time I failed to reach a high note. If it was easy, anyone could do it. And then you said I wasn't just anyone. So I practiced and practiced, because it wasn't easy for me. It was certainly easier for you. I miss your high notes. I miss you, period. Who came up with this K and M idea anyway? Stupid SM.
Again, I hope you're the only one who will read this letter. Damn, if it had been an email I could have just pressed backspace. You’re right, this letter idea is stupid.
I love you Jongdae-ah. I know it’s not a competition, but love certainly beats miss, don’t you think? I definitely need you more than you need me.
You know what, I give up. Skype me when you receive this letter.
I love you! Haha, I win :p
Baekhyun
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“About to sleep?”
“Actually, asleep already,” Baekhyun yawned. “I thought you’d receive my letter in a more convenient time. It’s past midnight here.”
“Sorry,” Jongdae frowned. “I read your letter this morning but we had a schedule that didn’t seem to ever end, and we just got back.”
“That’s okay, it’s nice seeing you,” Baekhyun grinned. “I see you're still in your stage costume; care to perform a song for your number one fan?”
“My mum is my number one fan,” Jongdae stuck out his tongue. “Besides, can’t you hear? I’m having a sore throat.”
Baekhyun pouted. “Are you okay? Get some rest!”
“I’m fine. I got to call you, everything’s alright now.”
They stared at each other in pure silence, secretly wishing that Skype could transfer people to the other end.
“You look divine in your pajamas,” Jongdae joked.
“Shut up,” Baekhyun blushed and laughed.
“I wish I could hug you,” Jongdae finally voiced.
“I know,” Baekhyun answered glumly. “I wish I could kiss you right now.”
“Is this a bad idea? Skype?” Jongdae let out a hollow laugh.
“I really don’t know, Jongdae,” Baekhyun answered with a chuckle. “But it beats waiting a whole week for an answer.”
“You’re right,” Jongdae smiled. He pressed his hand to the computer screen. Baekhyun mimicked his action. “I miss you.”
“I miss you more.”
“It’s not a competition.”
“But I still win.”