Over The Telephone
Pieces of UsOne night. Somewhere in Seoul.
Tuuutt… Tttuutt…
“Yes, love?”
“Oh? O-ooh??”
“Hmmm?”
“I-I thought you were busy?”
“Not right now, though. I was about to put my on the chair.”
“Ah. Did I bother you?”
“Not at all. I just finished some scenes. What are you doing at this time? 2 in the morning! Don’t you have morning session with Master Hwang?”
“I-I… Yes I have.”
“Then why are you still up?”
“No-nothing.”
“…”
“How is there?”
“Beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.”
“Sappy.”
“But you like me anyway.”
“Ehmmm… How long is your rest?”
“I have to go in ten minutes.”
“A-alright then… Ah, how do you know it’s 2 am that fast?”
“I have watch, Dae-baby, and I set the world clock according to Korean Standard Time.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Still asking? So I know what my sweet baby Daesung is doing at certain time.”
“A— ah…”
“I am a romantic person, aren’t I?”
“Keulsse… Hehehehehe.”
“Are you in bed now?”
“Tucked under.”
“?”
“As usual.”
“Hhmmm…”
“How long will you be there?”
“I don’t know yet, but I hope it goes smoothly so I could go back before Japan fan meetings.”
“I hope you can come back home soon.”
“Yeah. Hmmmm…”
“It’s Japan all over again, right Hyunnie?”
“No it’s not. Y
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