47. longing
title: longing
author: cuchic
pairing: chorong/bomi (chomi)
summary: it feels like she’s left a piece of her heart behind
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25 july,
My roommate sings in the shower. Sometimes it’s funny but sometimes it’s not… like when she wakes me up at 8am because she’s belting My Heart Will Go On… I might have to invest in earplugs if this continues.
29 july,
I bought earplugs. Sleep is glorious.
3 august,
School is starting soon. I still have a few weeks but that’s not much time in the long run. Is it silly to be scared?
8 august,
I lost my room key again… I’m not sure how I’m supposed to survive without you here to find everything that I misplace.
14 august,
You know I miss you, right?
20 august,
I got your letter. And the cookies. I hid them in my room so I wouldn't have to share. You’re sending more soon, right? I don’t know how much longer this batch is going to last~
31 august,
I got my first A of my college career, are you proud of me?
5 september,
When I can’t sleep I put on that playlist you made for me. Thank you.
13 september,
I miss you so much.
***
The package is something Bomi sends to Chorong every month or so. Little notes, little messages, thoughts that Bomi wishes she could relay to Chorong immediately but can’t because of the distance between them. Post-it-notes, folded up pieces of notebook paper, corners torn off of restaurant menus, she writes things down on whatever is available at the time. They sit in the top drawer of her desk until the pile is big enough, until Bomi is brave enough to pack them into a small cardboard box and ship them off. She knows it’s silly to be nervous about something as simple as this but she get butterflies each time without fail.
Bomi had moved away to school knowing that it was important, that it was something she had to do for herself, but it feels like she’s left a piece of her heart behind. It hurts and she sends the notes hoping that they’ll help on the off chance Chorong feels the same way.
It’s hard not writing ‘I love you’ every time.
author: cuchic
pairing: chorong/bomi (chomi)
summary: it feels like she’s left a piece of her heart behind
-
25 july,
My roommate sings in the shower. Sometimes it’s funny but sometimes it’s not… like when she wakes me up at 8am because she’s belting My Heart Will Go On… I might have to invest in earplugs if this continues.
29 july,
I bought earplugs. Sleep is glorious.
3 august,
School is starting soon. I still have a few weeks but that’s not much time in the long run. Is it silly to be scared?
8 august,
I lost my room key again… I’m not sure how I’m supposed to survive without you here to find everything that I misplace.
14 august,
You know I miss you, right?
20 august,
I got your letter. And the cookies. I hid them in my room so I wouldn't have to share. You’re sending more soon, right? I don’t know how much longer this batch is going to last~
31 august,
I got my first A of my college career, are you proud of me?
5 september,
When I can’t sleep I put on that playlist you made for me. Thank you.
13 september,
I miss you so much.
***
The package is something Bomi sends to Chorong every month or so. Little notes, little messages, thoughts that Bomi wishes she could relay to Chorong immediately but can’t because of the distance between them. Post-it-notes, folded up pieces of notebook paper, corners torn off of restaurant menus, she writes things down on whatever is available at the time. They sit in the top drawer of her desk until the pile is big enough, until Bomi is brave enough to pack them into a small cardboard box and ship them off. She knows it’s silly to be nervous about something as simple as this but she get butterflies each time without fail.
Bomi had moved away to school knowing that it was important, that it was something she had to do for herself, but it feels like she’s left a piece of her heart behind. It hurts and she sends the notes hoping that they’ll help on the off chance Chorong feels the same way.
It’s hard not writing ‘I love you’ every time.