Quiet Places
Theme: Quiet Places
Pairing: Yesung/Ryeowook
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
A/N: AU
Screaming fans greeted Yesung as he made his way to the center of the stage. He raised his right hand and the lead guitarist started to play followed by the bassist then the drummer. He took a step forward and reached for the mic stand as he gave a seductive smirk towards the audience. Soon he started to sing, capturing the hearts of his audience.
But he only wants to capture one heart.
Music was blaring as he laughed out loud at some joke his band mate had said. They were celebrating the success of their concert with fans and artists alike. People kept praising their performance whether it was for real or for show, he didn’t particular care. Two lucky fans sat on either side of him and his arms automatically wrapped on their shoulders as he started to converse with them.
But he only wants to wrap his arms around one person
He parked his car on his slot, got out and turned on the alarm system. He slowly made his way up the stairs to his apartment. He was greeted with silence when he opened the door. To some people it was deafening but to him it was comforting. It was definitely a contrast to his image. He quietly made his way to his bedroom and smiled once he opened the door. He shed his upper clothing and laid on the bed.
“Jongoon-ah?”
Instead of answering, he started to sing softly on the other’s ear as he wrapped his arms around him. The smaller man snuggled closer to him and said, “Welcome home.”
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Pairing: Yesung/Ryeowook
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
A/N: AU
Screaming fans greeted Yesung as he made his way to the center of the stage. He raised his right hand and the lead guitarist started to play followed by the bassist then the drummer. He took a step forward and reached for the mic stand as he gave a seductive smirk towards the audience. Soon he started to sing, capturing the hearts of his audience.
But he only wants to capture one heart.
Music was blaring as he laughed out loud at some joke his band mate had said. They were celebrating the success of their concert with fans and artists alike. People kept praising their performance whether it was for real or for show, he didn’t particular care. Two lucky fans sat on either side of him and his arms automatically wrapped on their shoulders as he started to converse with them.
But he only wants to wrap his arms around one person
He parked his car on his slot, got out and turned on the alarm system. He slowly made his way up the stairs to his apartment. He was greeted with silence when he opened the door. To some people it was deafening but to him it was comforting. It was definitely a contrast to his image. He quietly made his way to his bedroom and smiled once he opened the door. He shed his upper clothing and laid on the bed.
“Jongoon-ah?”
Instead of answering, he started to sing softly on the other’s ear as he wrapped his arms around him. The smaller man snuggled closer to him and said, “Welcome home.”
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