When It Rains [Prologue]
When It Rains [Prologue] | KyuMin, KyuHae, HaeMin, HaeHyuk (and any possible pairing) | Chaptered, angst, romance | PG-13 to NC-17
{ No silly you will never know when is it you will love the clear drops that fall from the sky. }
A/N : If this story finished first before my two other chaptered stories, then that means I’ve grown up. If you cannot see the connection, then let it be, let it be, let it be.
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Of all the possible things or events that Cho Kyuhyun could hate, the rain would probably enlist as the first.
He hates the smell of wet road after a long, heavy rain. He hates the cold dampness that drenches into his sneakers through those little cracks and holes that invincible to rough eyes. He hates the warmth that rises along with the despicable smell of the wet road when the sunlight hits the black surface that absorbs the heat.
He hates how people is affected by the unpredictable weather; how a marriage in the garden can be halt when the rain comes in its way. He hates how the hawkers have to stop their business when the rain claims the day. He hates it, really hates it; when rain makes careless drivers to bump onto the cautious drivers and kills the innocents.
But the most hideous thing about the rain that he cannot help but to think that he will going to hate the weather until forever is the fact that he is not able to smile, or feel happy on anything when rain takes place.
He even hates himself who is so bright and cheerful when the sun is all shining and warm wind is blowing and the rainy season is far away.
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Lee Sungmin likes the rain. To him, the rain is like a blessing. He loves the coldness that makes him shivers and grits his teeth, because he will appreciate the fire and comforters that wraps and warms him up once he gets home.
He likes how the ground feels like after it rained the whole night. The messy mud that splashes on his boots when he leaps and jumps; playing from one small waterpool that was formed because of the rain into another in front of his house the next morning. He loves it how the earth is cleaned and smells all fresh after the rain; a scene that always makes him feels like hugging everything in front of his eyes.
He thinks that no one can hate the rain, because it never brings any disaster to human. It is the human’s attitude itself that destroys human.
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Stories usually start with two different personalities that misfit each other. They will meet each other, occupies each other’s minds, stirring each other’s feelings, confused with each other’s behaviours, and probably; falls for each other’s personalities.
But if one of them owns more than just a personality, perhaps it will just be the same; perhaps, it will be different. Who knows? And that is what this story will tell about.
To the first chapter >>
{ No silly you will never know when is it you will love the clear drops that fall from the sky. }
A/N : If this story finished first before my two other chaptered stories, then that means I’ve grown up. If you cannot see the connection, then let it be, let it be, let it be.
*
Of all the possible things or events that Cho Kyuhyun could hate, the rain would probably enlist as the first.
He hates the smell of wet road after a long, heavy rain. He hates the cold dampness that drenches into his sneakers through those little cracks and holes that invincible to rough eyes. He hates the warmth that rises along with the despicable smell of the wet road when the sunlight hits the black surface that absorbs the heat.
He hates how people is affected by the unpredictable weather; how a marriage in the garden can be halt when the rain comes in its way. He hates how the hawkers have to stop their business when the rain claims the day. He hates it, really hates it; when rain makes careless drivers to bump onto the cautious drivers and kills the innocents.
But the most hideous thing about the rain that he cannot help but to think that he will going to hate the weather until forever is the fact that he is not able to smile, or feel happy on anything when rain takes place.
He even hates himself who is so bright and cheerful when the sun is all shining and warm wind is blowing and the rainy season is far away.
-
Lee Sungmin likes the rain. To him, the rain is like a blessing. He loves the coldness that makes him shivers and grits his teeth, because he will appreciate the fire and comforters that wraps and warms him up once he gets home.
He likes how the ground feels like after it rained the whole night. The messy mud that splashes on his boots when he leaps and jumps; playing from one small waterpool that was formed because of the rain into another in front of his house the next morning. He loves it how the earth is cleaned and smells all fresh after the rain; a scene that always makes him feels like hugging everything in front of his eyes.
He thinks that no one can hate the rain, because it never brings any disaster to human. It is the human’s attitude itself that destroys human.
-
Stories usually start with two different personalities that misfit each other. They will meet each other, occupies each other’s minds, stirring each other’s feelings, confused with each other’s behaviours, and probably; falls for each other’s personalities.
But if one of them owns more than just a personality, perhaps it will just be the same; perhaps, it will be different. Who knows? And that is what this story will tell about.
To the first chapter >>