.: 100 One-Shot Prompt Challenge [7] :.
A dream I had the other night...it gave me inspiration ^^;
prompt 080:: Emerge
pairing:: SiHan
progress:: 7 / 100
word count:: 564
Bright lights flash, and I’m temporarily blinded. I’m paralyzed as well, I suppose, since my legs refuse to unbuckle. My memory fails me as I struggle to remember where I am. But after a few moments, my eyes adjust as usual…
It’s another performance…another Super Show, I think…
But after so many, they all look the same. The signs…the banners…
No matter which country we’re in, no matter what language the fan signs are written in…there will always be Super Junior, there will always be E.L.F.s…
And there will always be you.
And suddenly, you’re right there in front of me, and we’re standing face to face.
“What are you doing, hyung?” you ask with a curious grin, and all I can do is smile and shake my head at my stupidity. I must look like an idiot up here, just staring into the crowd of fans…
But you save me and drag me off by the hand to mingle with the other members.
………
I don’t know why, but for some reason, everything seems to be going by in a rush. I can’t remember that conversation we were having with Ryeowook when the members of Super Junior - Happy were performing. I can’t remember what Super Junior - Happy was performing. I can’t even remember what we were talking to Donghae about just now… I feel like I’m missing something, but it doesn’t really seem all that important…
I feel your arm slip around my waist…it’s nothing out the ordinary…
It’s just you being you: Choi Siwon.
And when your cheek nearly grazes mine as you move to whisper into my ear, it’s perfectly normal too.
But when you say “Hangeng, I love you” and press your lips against mine right there - on stage - as if no one is watching, I can’t help but be taken by surprise.
It must have looked like the shortest kiss anyone in Super Junior has ever shared live on stage, but it felt like it was going to last forever; it would last forever, captured by the lenses of cameras that had been smuggled in by fans scattered throughout the audience. Photographs that would freeze this one moment…just for us.
When it’s over, you smile warmly with those dimples of yours as you catch me flushing pink with a coy smile. You drape your arm over my shoulders, I slide my arm around your waist, and we walk off stage; a perfect fit.
………
And then everything ends and I’m on my back, staring up at a blank white ceiling, wondering where I am again. I look to my side and find you lying there; your chest rises and falls gently as you sleep.
I sigh in defeat. It was all a dream. I knew it had been too good to be true. But someday…someday, everyone will know, and we won’t hide it anymore. Someday when we’re both ready to take on a new challenge together…the day that we’ll be ready to emerge from our cocoon like a caterpillar that breaks free to become a butterfly.
Until then, all I can hope is that that day will come soon.
But for now, I’m content with curling up next to you like this beneath the covers. We don’t need publicity as long as we still have each other.
I don’t need anything else, as long as I have you.
prompt 080:: Emerge
pairing:: SiHan
progress:: 7 / 100
word count:: 564
Bright lights flash, and I’m temporarily blinded. I’m paralyzed as well, I suppose, since my legs refuse to unbuckle. My memory fails me as I struggle to remember where I am. But after a few moments, my eyes adjust as usual…
It’s another performance…another Super Show, I think…
But after so many, they all look the same. The signs…the banners…
No matter which country we’re in, no matter what language the fan signs are written in…there will always be Super Junior, there will always be E.L.F.s…
And there will always be you.
And suddenly, you’re right there in front of me, and we’re standing face to face.
“What are you doing, hyung?” you ask with a curious grin, and all I can do is smile and shake my head at my stupidity. I must look like an idiot up here, just staring into the crowd of fans…
But you save me and drag me off by the hand to mingle with the other members.
………
I don’t know why, but for some reason, everything seems to be going by in a rush. I can’t remember that conversation we were having with Ryeowook when the members of Super Junior - Happy were performing. I can’t remember what Super Junior - Happy was performing. I can’t even remember what we were talking to Donghae about just now… I feel like I’m missing something, but it doesn’t really seem all that important…
I feel your arm slip around my waist…it’s nothing out the ordinary…
It’s just you being you: Choi Siwon.
And when your cheek nearly grazes mine as you move to whisper into my ear, it’s perfectly normal too.
But when you say “Hangeng, I love you” and press your lips against mine right there - on stage - as if no one is watching, I can’t help but be taken by surprise.
It must have looked like the shortest kiss anyone in Super Junior has ever shared live on stage, but it felt like it was going to last forever; it would last forever, captured by the lenses of cameras that had been smuggled in by fans scattered throughout the audience. Photographs that would freeze this one moment…just for us.
When it’s over, you smile warmly with those dimples of yours as you catch me flushing pink with a coy smile. You drape your arm over my shoulders, I slide my arm around your waist, and we walk off stage; a perfect fit.
………
And then everything ends and I’m on my back, staring up at a blank white ceiling, wondering where I am again. I look to my side and find you lying there; your chest rises and falls gently as you sleep.
I sigh in defeat. It was all a dream. I knew it had been too good to be true. But someday…someday, everyone will know, and we won’t hide it anymore. Someday when we’re both ready to take on a new challenge together…the day that we’ll be ready to emerge from our cocoon like a caterpillar that breaks free to become a butterfly.
Until then, all I can hope is that that day will come soon.
But for now, I’m content with curling up next to you like this beneath the covers. We don’t need publicity as long as we still have each other.
I don’t need anything else, as long as I have you.