Kyuhyun waited impatiently for the skype to work, desperate to be able to see his boyfriend again. Eventually, the familiar ringing tone sounded and he rushed to answer it, to see the screen fill with Zhoumi's smiling face. They shared stories of the day they had had, each longing to be together, to be with each other. When it got late, Kyu longingly reached out a hand to the camera and watched Mi do the same. It was like they were holding hands, and it was the closest they could get until next week. 

When Mi blew a kiss to the camera, Kyu blew a tearful one back. Watching his taller boyfriend panic at the tears, he tried to reassure him desperately. 

"It's okay Mi, don't worry."

"I am worried, please don't cry. I'll be home on the next flight."

"No Mi don't! Stay until your schedules are fin-" But Zhoumi had already started to pack his clothes into the suitcase.