The first phone call came as soon as Jisung's plane had landed.

"Hey," Jisung's voice said with a slight quiver.

"Hi," Minho mumbled sleepily.

Then it dawned on Jisung, all signs of sadness disappeared, taken over by slight guilt, "Oh shoot, did I wake you? I'm so sorry, I forgot we'd be in different time zones."

A yawn escaped Minho's lips, "no, no it's fine," the sound of another stifled yawn interrupted his words, "it's like 5 am so it's not too bad, what did you wanna say?"

"No it's okay, go back to sleep, I'll be fine, I just wanted to hear your voice one more time, goodnight Min, I love you," Jisung whispered the last words.

An already half asleep Minho hummed and whispered back, "I love you too," his words were warm and full of love despite the fact that he was falling back asleep as he said them.

A few moments later the other side went silent, only a quiet snore telling Jisung the other was asleep, "sleep well, I'll talk to you again soon."