Still Have Time (слэш)

It’s been long enough that Feng Xin probably doesn’t even remember his number… his contact is deleted, and the fact that he’s gone to the dial screen on his phone doesn’t mean he really intends to call. He’s just playing a game with himself to see if he still remembers the series of numbers. Mu Qing had made him memorize it; someone needs to look after you, fuck knows you won’t do it yourself.
“Sorry,” Feng Xin says into the phone, closing his eyes and tilting his head back against the rough brick of the club exterior. Music’s still too loud. “I didn’t mean to call. I thought, I just wanted to see if I remembered? You know. I still know my family’s phone number from when I was growing up too…”
“It’s three in the fucking morning, Feng Xin,” Mu Qing’s tired voice interrupts. “Why the fuck are you calling me?”
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Feng Xin needs a ride home from the bar and drunk calls his ex-boyfriend.
For Fengqing Week 2021 Day 1: Last Days of Summer
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