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It’s been days, or rather weeks, since your boyfriend left for a two-week work trip. He had told you beforehand that it might extend further if some complications occurred. You understand that, though you wish you could have joined in the trip as well. However, with the overflowing work piling on you, that thought halted your urge to participate. Thus, you could only wish him a safe trip and you’ll be here to greet him home.
Now, lying on the sofa, you scrolled through the exchanged messages from his trip. The scenery photos sent that he wished to spend the day with you. The exciting stories told that you could have been involved in. Oh, how you wished to be standing there with him. It’s not like you feel left out about it, but it’s nice to enjoy the moments with him. Strolling through town, hand in hand. Buying matching souvenirs to remember the times spent. And mostly, hearing his melodic voice within ear range.
No matter how long you could list the things you missed him about, hearing his voice within the apartment will always be missed. His hoarse voice during the morning, the hearty laughs whenever he tells a bad pun, the low soft hum he would occasionally sing as he combs your hair with delight… Literally, you love everything about his voice. Though the thought never came to mind to call him. You stared in contemplation, his number displayed on screen. Maybe this can be your chance to call him? You didn’t want to bother his activities just from your yearning but let’s give it a shot.
Dialing his number, you waited for the receiving end to connect. “I hope this is fine,” you thought. However, the call reached his voicemail instead. He must be sleeping or perhaps busy with work that he couldn’t pick up. It’s understandable, you shouldn’t bother him with this unexplained ache in your chest just to hear his voice. Though-
“Should I say something at least?” You’re still holding onto the voicemail, waiting for your message to be relaid. Taking a deep breath, you rolled to your side before taking the courage to speak out your thoughts.
“H-Hey, Ikey. I-It’s..um… me. Oh god, this is so embarrassing. Haha. I just… wanted to call you, is all, but I guess you’re preoccupied so I’m sorry if this is selfish of me. Though, haha, I-I’m not sure if you’ll listen to this voicemail but… I just… missed… you. Especially hearing your voice. This place got so quiet after you left and… I thought doing some work could help the quietness die down. Not to mention, everytime I read your messages, your voice just automatically resonates in my mind.”
You sighed, “M-Maybe I should have said this earlier and gone on the trip with you. I wish I could have been there experiencing those places with you. Just imagining it wouldn’t be enough to stop me from missing your presence. I want to see you so much, I really wish you'd be home at this instant but that’s just wishful thinking.”
Snuggling on a cushion you picked up, you paused for a moment to think of the words you’re dying to say, “But I really do miss you. I wish time could fast forward so you could come through the door right now. With that beaming smile of yours, haha. So… I hope you’re doing well over there. And enjoy your trip, okay? I’ll still be waiting for you. I love you.”
Decided to end the call, you sighed and covered yourself with the cushion, screaming through the embarrassment you did. You weren't sure if he’ll actually listen to that voicemail - by heart you wished he didn’t, but at least you conveyed those feelings that weren’t mentioned in any of your messages. After hours of scrolling through social media and games, you decided to take a nap before resuming the onhold work.
Hours had passed, you woke yourself up while searching for your phone to check the time. In a daze, you didn’t notice the recent notification displayed on screen before your eyes adjusted.
[ New (1) Voicemail - Ikey ]
Your eyes immediately widened after reading the text a few more times. A voicemail? From Ike?! That could mean he had- The words you said finally recollected in your head. Oh dear god, did he actually listen to it?! You really hoped he didn’t cringe to whatever nonsense you spoke in that voicemail. With a mix of hesitation and curiosity, you pressed the notification and listened through the message.
“ Hey, baby. It’s me. ”
Those words. That voice. It really was him. The love of your life. The person you missed hearing his voice so much. You could feel the rapid beating of your heart while hearing his voice for the first time since who knows how long.
The genuine sincerity of his voice tone. He, too, really missed you as much as you. He, too, wished to spend this trip with you. And he, too, missed your loving voice as he always called it. You held back the screams of cry throughout the call, trying so hard as not to let a tear form. But the tightness in your chest never prevented you from avoiding it.
“Call me when you wake up, even if it’s late for me, I don’t mind.” So do you.
“I just missed your voice.” So do you.
“I love you. I’ll talk to you soon.”
Without hesitation, you quickly dialed his number, waiting for the receiving end to pick up. And at last, he did.
“Hey,” a chuckle came after.
“Hey.” You sniffled, “I love you too, Ikey, and I miss you too.”