cam's kinda insane

thinking about... gyu calling you from his hotel room on tour, already sulky, already stretched out on the bed like a bored cat. he tries to talk about his day, but it lasts five seconds before his voice drops into that exaggerated, dragged-out whine. “i want youuuu,” he says, pulling the words like he’s made of pure drama. complains that the pillows are bad, the room is cold, the vibes are wrong, and — somehow — it’s all your fault for not being there. you hear him roll around on the mattress, huffing softly, going full baby mode. “this is stupid,” he mutters. “i hate being away. i wanna be home. with you. now.” you laugh, call him needy. he gasps like you’ve deeply betrayed him. denies it immediately — then follows it up with another long, shameless “pleaaase,” voice all soft and pouty, like he genuinely believes if he drags it enough you’ll teleport to him. and when you tell him you miss him too? instant silence. then the tiniest satisfied sigh. “yeah,” he says, smug and sleepy. “i knew it.”

um…what???

Well anon I have good news for you.

AO3 <-