he found himself glancing at his phone way more frequently than he would've liked.
more than half the time, jeongguk would open up the chat with soyou to see if the messaging application's notifications have failed him. fling his phone to the bed, then snatch it up again in frustration, only to type and backspace everything.
till the point where he started suspecting if she actually got abducted by the ghosts.
that thought surprised him more than anything though. since when did he start believing in ghosts? since when did he worry so much about anyone? since when did the daredevil become a soft marshmallow?
jeongguk hated to admit it. that soyou was having a larger impact on his life than he thought.
