days of our lives

wishful thinking 1

wendy stared at the ceiling of the hotel room she is currently staying in-- at the round, flourescent light fixture surrounded by a bland, patternless white.

in the suite's adjacent room, her parents slept. they've always been quiet sleepers. too quiet. at the dorm, even after everyone is asleep, she can still pick up the low murmur of the tv from joohyun-unnie's room.

here, the walls are similarly thin, but the silence feels suffocating.

she's having a hard time falling asleep these days... sometimes lying awake until the sunlight peeks in through her room's curtains.

wendy felt around the bed for her phone and glanced at the time-- 1:30 a.m. she bit her lip, hesitated, then pressed 1 on speed-dial.

*i love you~ you love me~* the Barney theme song blares from the recipient's ringback tone. after a few seconds, a groggy voice answers.

"slow-ah?"

"seulgi-ya." wendy whispered softly, feeling guilty at having obviously disturbed her friend's sleep.

"is something wrong?"

"no! no, i just... i can't sleep..."

"mmm again?" a rustling of sheets. 

"i'm really sorry, seul. i know i'm being a bother--"

"you're NOT!" seulgi tittered. "oops, almost yelled. you will never be a bother to me, seungwan-ah."

a pause.

"so, the usual?"

"yes, please. putting you on speaker now..."

"okay, let's hope our batteries last longer this time."

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"alone?"

"hmm?"

"nothing."

---

"alone?"

a deep yawn. "yes, seungwan-ah?"

"nothing."

---

"alone?"

"..."

from the phone's speaker, a light, snoring sound permeated.

the corner of wendy's lips turned up into a smile. closing her eyes, she allowed the sound to lull her into a dreamless sleep.

the end. 💙💛

author note: no i will not talk about phone bills, those don't exist. or they could have an unlimited call package. either way, this will be a non-issue in this fic's universe.