round 05, challenge two: entry #11
Title: reflex to rewind
Fandom and Pairing: super junior; hanchul
Rating: pg
Word Count: 200
Summary: heechul wants to go back.
Warnings: n/a
it takes heechul three weeks, four days and nine hours (and thirty-seven minutes, but who's counting?) before he calls hankyung's number. heechul holds his breath, counts ten rings, and exhales when there's finally an answer. he feels dizzy.
'hi,' hankyung says.
'hi,' heechul replies lamely.
there are a couple of moments of awkward silence, before hankyung sighs. 'listen, i'm in a hurry, i'll talk to you later, yeah?'
he hangs up before heechul has the chance to say anything else.
another seven days, another four phone calls. short, meaningless, talking about the weather ('it's hot here now,' hankyung says. 'oh,' heechul replies). the fucking weather.
heechul hangs up, each time glaring at his phone as if it's all its fault.
'you shouldn't call so often,' hankyung says, note of impatience in his voice.
'whatever,' heechul replies and cuts the conversation short, throwing his phone across the room.
this isn't the way they're supposed to be. heechul frowns and tells himself that this time, this time will be different. it shouldn't be so difficult to say 'i miss you'.
when he dials the number, all he gets is the answering machine; please leave your message at the sound of the-
click.
Fandom and Pairing: super junior; hanchul
Rating: pg
Word Count: 200
Summary: heechul wants to go back.
Warnings: n/a
it takes heechul three weeks, four days and nine hours (and thirty-seven minutes, but who's counting?) before he calls hankyung's number. heechul holds his breath, counts ten rings, and exhales when there's finally an answer. he feels dizzy.
'hi,' hankyung says.
'hi,' heechul replies lamely.
there are a couple of moments of awkward silence, before hankyung sighs. 'listen, i'm in a hurry, i'll talk to you later, yeah?'
he hangs up before heechul has the chance to say anything else.
another seven days, another four phone calls. short, meaningless, talking about the weather ('it's hot here now,' hankyung says. 'oh,' heechul replies). the fucking weather.
heechul hangs up, each time glaring at his phone as if it's all its fault.
'you shouldn't call so often,' hankyung says, note of impatience in his voice.
'whatever,' heechul replies and cuts the conversation short, throwing his phone across the room.
this isn't the way they're supposed to be. heechul frowns and tells himself that this time, this time will be different. it shouldn't be so difficult to say 'i miss you'.
when he dials the number, all he gets is the answering machine; please leave your message at the sound of the-
click.