just a phone call away
406 || G
mblaq+afterschool+4minute; seungho/jihyun, seungho/nana
a phone call to heal a broken heart
That one particular rainy day, Nana dials the number that she has been trying to call since days ago. The time when they met backstage and she saw what has become of Yang Seungho. He still smiled, but she noticed how his wry his smile was and how cold his greeting was.
Rumor spreads. And she heard it. She heard how he got his heart broken. It was nobody’s fault. Both him and Jihyun just went separate ways. They knew that their time was up. They needed to go, although none of them were ready.
“Seungho oppa.”
Seungho doesn’t need to guess who talks at the other end of the line, because even though the number is coming from Japan (he recognizes the country code), he knows her voice.
“Jinah.”
“So-“
“You won’t call unless it’s something important, Jinah,” Seungho cuts her. “Or if it’s something related to me and my love life.”
Nana feels her face burning. “I am not-“
“It’s okay,” Seungho lets a little smile, and although Nana can’t see it, she can sense it. That’s how well she knows him, that even a slightest change of his tone can give her a picture of his face. And that’s how she know that he’s deeply hurt inside, no matter how many ‘okay’ he says to her.
“You’re not okay.” Nana replies. And she’s not asking for clarification from him.
Seungho lets out a little sigh. It’s Jinah, after all.
“I am not,” finally the MBLAQ leader answered. “There are days that I would feel that not having her on my side is not as painful as I thought it would be. But there are also other days---”
He doesn’t finish his sentences. Nana knows what does that mean. And she doesn’t ask further. She gives him spaces. He needs it. She knows.
“Anyway,” he tries to continue. Nana can hear traces of cry from his voice. She waits, but nothing comes from the other line.
“Time will heal,” Nana says it firmly. She needs to be strong. For him.
Seungho lets out another heavy sigh.
“How I wish I could see your face when you say that, Jinah,” he replies. “It will make me believe that everything is going to be okay.”
Nana caresses the phone handle. Her heart soars and breaks at the same time.
“I am just a phone call away,” Nana answers him. “For now.”
Seungho smiles. He feels a bit better, indeed.
note: sobs i don't even know why i am in the mood of angst. seungho/nana needs to happen right now ;~;
mblaq+afterschool+4minute; seungho/jihyun, seungho/nana
a phone call to heal a broken heart
That one particular rainy day, Nana dials the number that she has been trying to call since days ago. The time when they met backstage and she saw what has become of Yang Seungho. He still smiled, but she noticed how his wry his smile was and how cold his greeting was.
Rumor spreads. And she heard it. She heard how he got his heart broken. It was nobody’s fault. Both him and Jihyun just went separate ways. They knew that their time was up. They needed to go, although none of them were ready.
“Seungho oppa.”
Seungho doesn’t need to guess who talks at the other end of the line, because even though the number is coming from Japan (he recognizes the country code), he knows her voice.
“Jinah.”
“So-“
“You won’t call unless it’s something important, Jinah,” Seungho cuts her. “Or if it’s something related to me and my love life.”
Nana feels her face burning. “I am not-“
“It’s okay,” Seungho lets a little smile, and although Nana can’t see it, she can sense it. That’s how well she knows him, that even a slightest change of his tone can give her a picture of his face. And that’s how she know that he’s deeply hurt inside, no matter how many ‘okay’ he says to her.
“You’re not okay.” Nana replies. And she’s not asking for clarification from him.
Seungho lets out a little sigh. It’s Jinah, after all.
“I am not,” finally the MBLAQ leader answered. “There are days that I would feel that not having her on my side is not as painful as I thought it would be. But there are also other days---”
He doesn’t finish his sentences. Nana knows what does that mean. And she doesn’t ask further. She gives him spaces. He needs it. She knows.
“Anyway,” he tries to continue. Nana can hear traces of cry from his voice. She waits, but nothing comes from the other line.
“Time will heal,” Nana says it firmly. She needs to be strong. For him.
Seungho lets out another heavy sigh.
“How I wish I could see your face when you say that, Jinah,” he replies. “It will make me believe that everything is going to be okay.”
Nana caresses the phone handle. Her heart soars and breaks at the same time.
“I am just a phone call away,” Nana answers him. “For now.”
Seungho smiles. He feels a bit better, indeed.
note: sobs i don't even know why i am in the mood of angst. seungho/nana needs to happen right now ;~;