dancing high

85

somin's whole being, 

her phone, 

the pillow cushion she's hugging, 

her mug of water, 

all jumped out of surprise when an unexpected entity came in barging, 

"i have kim minjung's contact," he declared. 

the boy snickered, apologizing when he saw the spilled water all over her clothes, and the girl sitting there distraught, 

"goodness," jisung grunted, bending down to pick up the little pillow that fell earlier, handing it back to her, 

he skillfully got a napkin, wiping the spilt water all over her chin as she sat there recovering from the shock, 

"wuh-", somin muttered out blankly, snapping back to reality, 

jisung watches her think for a few seconds, her gaze darting to the empty plate on her nightstand, 

letting out a relieved sigh as she mumbled under her breath, "thank god i finished all the mochis already," 

jisung just chuckled, confused of what is it she's mumbling about, 

just as he briefly looked away, his eyes caught the fresh flowers on the coffee table, 

... 

somin's eyes widened in confusement when jisung suddenly stared daggers at the innocent flower vase, 

their eyes met and somin never felt so confused when he raised his eyebrows questioningly, "..105?" 

"what the fudge is 105?" somin asks back, 

jisung paused, eyes glued to the ceiling as he gave it a thought, "uhh 501?" 

"oh, he's long gone" somin muttered, 

"hUH?" 

"nOT DEAD- he was discharged, discharged," somin clarified, 

"oh," jisung nods, not even knowing why he felt so relieved hearing that, 

"..what's with 501 though?" somin asks, you can see the question marks floating around her head, 

"nothing," the boy shrugged, turning to the vase of flowers, "where'd they come from?" 

"minjung and sihyun came by," somin chirped, bright at the thought of it, 

jisung's mouth formed an "ah," nodding until it dawned to him, "but you're looking for their contact?" 

"...i was dead as a log," 

"pardon?" 

somin had to explain to him how she's standing up these days, 

(he got excited over the revelation, feeling ever so proud of her) 

wandering around with a walker like a granny, 

(he couldn't stop snorting just by imagining it, now he wants to see it himself,) 

and how it is the most exhausting thing ever. 

she didn't even need to continue, he got it, 

morning session was tiring, especially when it's being held in the morning before the sun's high up, not to mention the progress, she must've been tired, 

"you worked hard," jisung smiled, giving her shoulder a light pat, "great job," 

he only smiled wider when a grin bloomed across her face, as she sheepishly giggled,