if we ever meet again.
if we ever meet again. girl!taemin - jonghyun
pg-ish? idek. angst ;_:
unbeta'd.
first, we met in seoul. i saw you on your school uniform, walking alone, confused, biting your lower lip, like you tried to not crying but you can't. i tapped your back softly, and you turned your head. staring at me confusedly. i said i won't do anything bad to you, fingers automatically made a 'V' sign. you nodded, and you asked my name. "who are you?" and i replied, "kim jonghyun. you can call me jonghyun for short. what are you doing here? you seemed like a lost kid. hehe." you sighed, "i am. my friends left me alone and i... lost my address paper. haha. silly right." i see your tears falling down. shocked, i immediately took a piece of tissue from my bag. "hey, don't cry. i'll take you home... if you don't mind."
you wiped your tears and smile at me. i'll never forget that smile. that warm smile. i clumsily smiling back at you. "my name is... lee taemin. you can call me taemin, oppa." i asked your apartment name and i finally accompanied you safely there. you live like a loner, you're alone and i saw three cases you've packed. when i was about to ask you where'd you go, you gave me a bread and a warm chocolate milk, and i greedily ate it all, like it was the first time i ate a delicious bread and drunk a warm milk. you laughed at me.
"where are you going?" as my fingers pointed on your suitcases. "none of your bussiness." you said jokingly. i walk towards you and pushed you to the soffa. you was shocked, and i whispered "where'd you... go?" i sniffed your neck and kissed it. "ahhh... oppa..." was your answer. i frowned, "that's not an answer, tell me."
"i'm going to new york." you replied, tears falling down wetted your school uniform.
then you expelled me, you even threw my bag and slammed the door loudly. you hated me at the first time we meet? and you're leaving to new york... tomorrow? what'd you do there? i kept thinking about it, worried something would happened with you that night. and worried for myself to face the reality the next day.
*****
i went to your apartment on the next day, knocking the door for many times, but you didn't answer me. i don't have your phone number to call, then i decided to give up. but then i stepped on something, it was a letter from you, a post card with new york photo printed on it. you flew to new york already. we just met and now you left me alone.
i read the message you wrote on the post card.
dear jonghyun oppa, sorry for leaving you in a confusion. you don't know me. you were a stranger for me and we are not a friend. but it doesn't mean you can't be my friend. i wanna be your friend, but i don't think can trust you. i never believed on someone, because it would hurt my heart.
but i'm so pleased when you helped me that night, you're like a hero, you came on the right time when i need a help. other people only staring at me ignorantly. but you don't. you helped me.
jonghyun oppa, when you read this, i might be on my way to new york already. i won't be alone and sad anymore there, because i lived with my uncle. you shouldn't be worry about me, i think i'll be okay.
jonghyun oppa, call me. 9445268715. goodbye.
regards, lee taemin.
*****
ten years you left me alone already, taemin. ten years you lied to me, you weren't in new york, but you lived there in paris. you met your husband, choi minho. you didn't answer me whenever i called you. you're a liar, lee taemin. it was your best friend's number. she told me everything. everything. and she didn't lie. she told me you left seoul because your parents made you. you left seoul because in paris, that choi bastard minho has been waiting for you, for your stupid marriage. you lied to me, taemin. your best friend told me, you love new york city so much, it's your dream for living there with your family. your whole family. so you sent me that full-of-lies letter with the new york city post card. you lied to me, taemin.
and when i'm in paris to see you, you left me again taemin. you left me forever. you died. you killed yourself for what that minho bastard did to you. you're stupid taemin. you are stupid.
i haven't whispered "i love you" to your small ear, taemin. i haven't. and i'll never can whisper it to you.
*****
pg-ish? idek. angst ;_:
unbeta'd.
first, we met in seoul. i saw you on your school uniform, walking alone, confused, biting your lower lip, like you tried to not crying but you can't. i tapped your back softly, and you turned your head. staring at me confusedly. i said i won't do anything bad to you, fingers automatically made a 'V' sign. you nodded, and you asked my name. "who are you?" and i replied, "kim jonghyun. you can call me jonghyun for short. what are you doing here? you seemed like a lost kid. hehe." you sighed, "i am. my friends left me alone and i... lost my address paper. haha. silly right." i see your tears falling down. shocked, i immediately took a piece of tissue from my bag. "hey, don't cry. i'll take you home... if you don't mind."
you wiped your tears and smile at me. i'll never forget that smile. that warm smile. i clumsily smiling back at you. "my name is... lee taemin. you can call me taemin, oppa." i asked your apartment name and i finally accompanied you safely there. you live like a loner, you're alone and i saw three cases you've packed. when i was about to ask you where'd you go, you gave me a bread and a warm chocolate milk, and i greedily ate it all, like it was the first time i ate a delicious bread and drunk a warm milk. you laughed at me.
"where are you going?" as my fingers pointed on your suitcases. "none of your bussiness." you said jokingly. i walk towards you and pushed you to the soffa. you was shocked, and i whispered "where'd you... go?" i sniffed your neck and kissed it. "ahhh... oppa..." was your answer. i frowned, "that's not an answer, tell me."
"i'm going to new york." you replied, tears falling down wetted your school uniform.
then you expelled me, you even threw my bag and slammed the door loudly. you hated me at the first time we meet? and you're leaving to new york... tomorrow? what'd you do there? i kept thinking about it, worried something would happened with you that night. and worried for myself to face the reality the next day.
*****
i went to your apartment on the next day, knocking the door for many times, but you didn't answer me. i don't have your phone number to call, then i decided to give up. but then i stepped on something, it was a letter from you, a post card with new york photo printed on it. you flew to new york already. we just met and now you left me alone.
i read the message you wrote on the post card.
dear jonghyun oppa, sorry for leaving you in a confusion. you don't know me. you were a stranger for me and we are not a friend. but it doesn't mean you can't be my friend. i wanna be your friend, but i don't think can trust you. i never believed on someone, because it would hurt my heart.
but i'm so pleased when you helped me that night, you're like a hero, you came on the right time when i need a help. other people only staring at me ignorantly. but you don't. you helped me.
jonghyun oppa, when you read this, i might be on my way to new york already. i won't be alone and sad anymore there, because i lived with my uncle. you shouldn't be worry about me, i think i'll be okay.
jonghyun oppa, call me. 9445268715. goodbye.
regards, lee taemin.
*****
ten years you left me alone already, taemin. ten years you lied to me, you weren't in new york, but you lived there in paris. you met your husband, choi minho. you didn't answer me whenever i called you. you're a liar, lee taemin. it was your best friend's number. she told me everything. everything. and she didn't lie. she told me you left seoul because your parents made you. you left seoul because in paris, that choi bastard minho has been waiting for you, for your stupid marriage. you lied to me, taemin. your best friend told me, you love new york city so much, it's your dream for living there with your family. your whole family. so you sent me that full-of-lies letter with the new york city post card. you lied to me, taemin.
and when i'm in paris to see you, you left me again taemin. you left me forever. you died. you killed yourself for what that minho bastard did to you. you're stupid taemin. you are stupid.
i haven't whispered "i love you" to your small ear, taemin. i haven't. and i'll never can whisper it to you.
*****