𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

一

seonghwa doesn't come back home the next day.

nor the next, nor the day after that.

hongjoong bites his fingernails unconsciously in anxiousness, staring at his phone as he sits in his studio, waiting for his phone to vibrate and receive a text message back from seonghwa.

it's been 4 days since hongjoong sent his message, asking where he'd went, and seonghwa still hasn't replied.

that's strange, cause seonghwa would always make time for him and send back a reply.

but he wasn't doing that.

hongjoong sent a few more, hoping that seonghwa would reply back, but nothing. no text messages from him, just a few from his friends and nothing else.

hongjoong can't help but feel nervous. this has never happened before, and given the fact that they have been best friends since young, and started dating around 6 years ago, hongjoong really didn't expect this to happen.

just where on earth are you, seonghwa?

hongjoong thinks to himself, as he pushes his phone away and continues to work on his current song, heart feeling very tight and anxious.