Wake Me Up M by jongups

It's 3:31 am and Junmyeon can't sleep. His mind is off somewhere else, maybe. A place where the left side of his bed is filled with Zitao and not emptiness and Lord, how he wishes he could hear the soft beat of Zitao's heart beat rather than the heavy pelts of rain against the window pane. He wishes that maybe, he could have Zitao's arms wrapped around him and Junmyeon would scatters kisses over the junction between the base of his neck and shoulder and he wishes he could hear Zitao scold him for doing so because damn, will you stop?! You know I'm ticklish!

Junmyeon smiles and nuzzles his face into the soft, feathered pillow. Just another night and he'll b back in Zitao's arms again. Zitao is working away, has worked away now for three days and Junmyeon is definitely feeling it now. At first he thought he'd get along, he'd be fine, and he is. Really. Just lonely. He has friends but not the sort of friends that one would ring in the middle of the night complaining that he was lonely and wanted to cuddle for a while.

! That's all it is really. Lovely Lovely