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[ sms >> ? ] I think you may have the wrong number-- But oh my god- I wanna see it! 

⇝ Her arms were wrapped around the other, rather… more protectively than she had thought. It wasn’t like they had time to actually have quality time with each other these days, and considering the fact that the two have bonded more closely than the others, it was understandable that Jiyeon kept her arms like this. 

       Morning was coming around soon, but Jiyeon had already already awoken due to the thoughts that has been invading her mind as of late. With a gentle bite of her lips, Jiyeon pulled the other a bit closer, hoping that this wasn’t just one of her dreams that she was having; hoping that maybe it was reality and that she wouldn’t have to feel so alone again. The older gently nuzzled the younger, causing her to catch her breath, slowing the rate of her heart, and quietly calming down. It’s strange, honestly. Now-a-days, even with just a look, Soyeon could make the younger feel at complete ease when she’s panicked. It’s not that she didn’t mind it, but how did she accomplish it in such a short time? The younger shook her head gently, mumbling lightly underneath her breath. “Aniyo.. great things shouldn’t be questioned..”

       Her hand lightly threaded through the elder’s hair, her arm continuing to stay wrapped around the other, as her eyes trailed a gentle gaze while she looked at her eonnie’s doll like features. A smile gently creased her lips before she leaned forward, pressing a chaste kiss onto the Soyeon’s forehead, nuzzling a bit and shutting her eyes—sleep seemed to finally tug at her strings…. Before the phone to the hotel room began to ring. 

       Jiyeon was reluctant to get up, considering the fact that she was in comfortable spot, and she didn’t want to wake up the other. So, she decided to let it ring until it chimed into voicemail mode. “Don’t answer the phone,” Her eyes diverted to the other, despite having her eyes closed, she knew what was going on. “it rings every now and then due to wrong phone number or managernim is trying to get in contact with us…” Her voice was quiet, still soothing as always. “Don’t you think we should check the voicemail to see if it’s him though-“