voiceless meets voice || Junkyung and Haneul
Haneul simply smirked and made a tsk sound. What was he? Her mother. She shook her head and rolled her eyes that took a sip of her drink. He wasn’t going to get her name out of her mouth any time soon, she wasn’t the type of person to reveal personal information to a guy whom she assumed to be a stalker. “Sky. You want me to spell it out in Korean for you?” She took a napkin and asked for a pen from the bartender and quickly spelled out 스카이 on the paper and passed it to him. “There. Kim Sky.” She flipped her bangs out of the way of her face to take another sip from her drink.
She wasn’t too sure if he’d believe her or not, he was staring at her with such intense eyes that were burning through her but she continued to act cool, drinking the drink.
Junkyung fingered the piece of tissue before taking it with a sigh. Sure, he’ll just settle with that name because he knew she wasn’t gonna disclose her real name any time now, but he’ll still be persistent. Just at the right time. He folded the corner and then unfolded, straightening out the crease then repeating step one on all four corners. He was bored, but he was trying real hard to think of why Sky would hide her name. She was a singer, why won’t she have a little bit of pride on revealing it?
“I see. I guess whenever I look at the sky, I’ll think of you.” He said, head facing lap as he focused on the tissue, now folding it half from the center.