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Jun (Seventeen) | Last night

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“And here’s a cute cat that I’ve seen today,” he smiles, tilting the phone so you could see the photo on the screen better. You make a little ‘aww’ sound, leaning your head on his shoulder. You’re hugging his arm, pulling yourself an inch closer as the cold wind blows past you.

Maybe you’ve underestimated the weather, but that doesn’t matter. It’s the last night you have with him for a long time and nothing, not even the risk of freezing and catching cold will make you leave sooner than you absolutely have to. Or he does, more likely. The bench is cold and lonely, a single streetlight standing just a few steps away. Your shared space is illuminated by a dim light that barely makes it here. You feel your heart flickering just like it.

“y/n?” he calls your name softly, putting his phone back into his pocket. His hands hold yours, fingers interlocking. You feel him lean his head against yours and you hum in response. He takes a deep breath.

“Are you sure I can’t stay with you tonight?” he asks and you can hear his voice shake. You sigh. You want to pull away and look him in the eyes but he won’t let you. Not to mention that even if he wasn’t feeling so vulnerable, he wouldn’t want to lose a second of your touch, your body pressed against his.

“Junhui… You know that I’d love to be with you tonight as much as you do. But we can’t. You need to stay in the dorms and get some sleep. If we went over to mine and then you’d need to get back before they come to take you to the airport in the morning, you wouldn’t sleep at all and would be drained,” you remind him patiently. You try to keep your voice stable and as calm as you can even if the image of him leaving for months breaks your heart. You need to stay strong. You know it’d be even harder for him if you cry now. If only you could stay over, but their manager wouldn’t be too happy about that.

“I know,” he whispers, not trusting his voice, “But I need you, I really need you. I’ll miss you so much.”

“I’ll miss you too, baby,” you reassure him, squeezing his hands. He lets go only to hug you, pulling you into his lap and into his chest, holding you as close as he can. You hug him back. “And I love you, and I will love you, and I will wait for you, I promise. You know I will, right?”

“I know,” he whimpers, “I love you too, I’ll come back to you. I don’t need sleep, I need to be with you tonight.” He buries his face in your hair, you can feel him trying to calm himself. You rub his back, drawing gentle circles over the fabric of his shirt.

“I know, Jun, I know,” you sigh, “I’d love to be with you too, but we can’t. It’d just make things harder for you, and I don’t want that.”

“It doesn’t matter,” he murmurs, squeezing you tighter. 

“It does, and you know that,” you say sadly, “Be good, Junnie. It’s hard for both of us.” You feel him nod against your head, pressing a kiss to your hair.

“I’m sorry. I should be comforting you, not the other way around,” he whines, pulling so close you need to remind him you need to breathe.

“Just being with you is enough, love,” you smile, “And all this.” You quickly motion to your clothes, well, his clothes. You’d swear he moved half his wardrobe over to your place so you’d always have some piece of his clothes to wear.

“I should do more anyway,” he grumbles, “I’m leaving you here all alone and I’m just whining and whining.”

“You’re very cute, Jun. Have I told you yet?” you chuckle, freeing yourself from his hold enough to kiss his cheek. He whines some more, tilting your head to kiss you properly. It’s slow and gentle, and you can feel his shaky breath when he pulls away.

“Stay. Please. I’ll deal with the aftermath, just stay,” he begs again, nose brushing against yours and his eyes pleading and soft.

“I can’t, Jun. I don’t want to cause you more stress,” you repeat, patiently, gently. You cup his cheeks as you do so, thumbs stroking his skin.

“What about this - I’ll be on the phone with you the entire ride home, and once I get home we can facetime until you fall asleep, hm? We can talk, or I can read to you, what do you think?” you suggest. He closes his eyes, exhaling slowly again. He nods, kissing you once more.

“Please. That sounds good, let’s do that,” he whispers, kissing you in between. You smile into the kiss. You could get used to him being clingy like this, if only the circumstances were better.

“I will, I promise,” you reassure him again. “Want to tell me more about your day before I have to go?”

“Yeah, just stay here like this,” he says and pulls you closer again, tucking your head under his chin. You chuckle, easily agreeing to his request. You have no idea how you’ll survive the next few months without him, but you know that you’d wait for him forever if you had to.