“Jinki,”

He whimpered, and Jinki’s smile widened at the recognition.

“I’m here my love, you’re safe now.”

At the smooth voice, Jonghyun found himself crying again as he nuzzled into Jinki’s warm embrace, arms wounding around Jinki’s neck to pull himself closer. The taller man leaned down to wrap his arm around Jonghyun’s small waist, inhaling the scent he had been yearning for decades.

“What took you so long,”

Jonghyun sobbed and Jinki places tiny kisses of apologies on his hair, his strong arms securing Jonghyun tightly.

“I’m sorry my love, I’m so sorry. But I can only come when the Calling rings, and you don’t know how much I pray for the Calling to come earlier. But I’m here now, I’m here Jonghyunnie,”