[Super Junior] we were never meant to be (we just happened), PG, Romance, QMi
listening to this song too much; written on-the-spot in 20 minutes. excuse the lack of caps. and now i return to my tedious drafting of this appellate brief.
we were never meant to be (we just happened)
super junior (m), zhou mi/kyuhyun, pg, 550 words
sometimes kyuhyun is terrified of how happy he is, with no guarantees
sometimes kyuhyun thinks he shouldn't be this happy - but that's stupid. everyone should be happy. it's just, he never expected to be so happy. he never expected to end up here, his chest tight with joy that feels like it's going to burst out of him with wings. he never expected all these smiles and all this laughter and all this warmth when he rolls into zhou mi's arms at night and counts the shadows his lashes cast on his cheek.
he's a little afraid he's going to wake up and find out it's all been a dream, or that he's going to blink and everything will dissolve before his eyes like an illusion. it's terrifying but at the same time it's thrilling, every time his blood rushes in his ears and his heart rate doubles and triples and he falls all over again, into the warmth of zhou mi's smile.
love is all these songs he never stops singing, all those endless, nameless girls who scream his name. love is grand romantic gestures and sappy movies zhou mi loves watching. love is sunshine and flowers and chocolates on the right days, walks in the first snow, and every other cliché kyuhyun has never really understood and has never really bothered with.
love is all these stories of once-upon-a-time and happily-ever-after, fairy tales and princesses and the knights who rescue them. it's every cheesy lyric zhou mi has written into song, about love keeping you warm, love keeping you safe.
kyuhyun doesn't know if he believes in these meant-to-bes, these promises of forever that the world seems to think love is made of. all he knows is that he doesn't understand it, this happiness he has with zhou mi. he doesn't know if they'll be together later, much less forever; he doesn't know if they should be together now.
he wonders about the little things - if they can ever hold hands in public, if his parents will ever be happy that their only son is in love (in love?). he wonders if they can ever see a movie together, take a vacation together, write postcards and letters and sign them "규현 & 周觅". he wonders if they can sing together, voices blending and harmonizing, and sell a cd with their faces on it.
he doesn't know what the future will bring, doesn't know if this scary, thrilling feeling in his chest will ever fizzle and fade. he doesn't know if he'll ever stop being this happy but, he realizes, he doesn't care.
because (once-upon-a-time) he used to wonder if zhou mi would kiss him back. once-upon-a-time, he used to wonder if he was imagining the way those arms held him close or the way those lips whispered his name, kui xian, like a secret. once-upon-a-time, he used to wonder and daydream and hope a whole other series of what ifs (what if he loves me? what if he doesn't? what if i tell him?).
sometimes kyuhyun is terrified of how happy he is, with no guarantees, nothing more concrete than an arm over his shoulder and his name in zhou mi's smile. but he takes a chance on the what ifs anyway.
it doesn't matter if they were never meant to be, because they ended up here anyway. and that's what counts.
爱情的意思
像风没有理由
轻轻吹着走
we were never meant to be (we just happened)
super junior (m), zhou mi/kyuhyun, pg, 550 words
sometimes kyuhyun is terrified of how happy he is, with no guarantees
sometimes kyuhyun thinks he shouldn't be this happy - but that's stupid. everyone should be happy. it's just, he never expected to be so happy. he never expected to end up here, his chest tight with joy that feels like it's going to burst out of him with wings. he never expected all these smiles and all this laughter and all this warmth when he rolls into zhou mi's arms at night and counts the shadows his lashes cast on his cheek.
he's a little afraid he's going to wake up and find out it's all been a dream, or that he's going to blink and everything will dissolve before his eyes like an illusion. it's terrifying but at the same time it's thrilling, every time his blood rushes in his ears and his heart rate doubles and triples and he falls all over again, into the warmth of zhou mi's smile.
love is all these songs he never stops singing, all those endless, nameless girls who scream his name. love is grand romantic gestures and sappy movies zhou mi loves watching. love is sunshine and flowers and chocolates on the right days, walks in the first snow, and every other cliché kyuhyun has never really understood and has never really bothered with.
love is all these stories of once-upon-a-time and happily-ever-after, fairy tales and princesses and the knights who rescue them. it's every cheesy lyric zhou mi has written into song, about love keeping you warm, love keeping you safe.
kyuhyun doesn't know if he believes in these meant-to-bes, these promises of forever that the world seems to think love is made of. all he knows is that he doesn't understand it, this happiness he has with zhou mi. he doesn't know if they'll be together later, much less forever; he doesn't know if they should be together now.
he wonders about the little things - if they can ever hold hands in public, if his parents will ever be happy that their only son is in love (in love?). he wonders if they can ever see a movie together, take a vacation together, write postcards and letters and sign them "규현 & 周觅". he wonders if they can sing together, voices blending and harmonizing, and sell a cd with their faces on it.
he doesn't know what the future will bring, doesn't know if this scary, thrilling feeling in his chest will ever fizzle and fade. he doesn't know if he'll ever stop being this happy but, he realizes, he doesn't care.
because (once-upon-a-time) he used to wonder if zhou mi would kiss him back. once-upon-a-time, he used to wonder if he was imagining the way those arms held him close or the way those lips whispered his name, kui xian, like a secret. once-upon-a-time, he used to wonder and daydream and hope a whole other series of what ifs (what if he loves me? what if he doesn't? what if i tell him?).
sometimes kyuhyun is terrified of how happy he is, with no guarantees, nothing more concrete than an arm over his shoulder and his name in zhou mi's smile. but he takes a chance on the what ifs anyway.
it doesn't matter if they were never meant to be, because they ended up here anyway. and that's what counts.
爱情的意思
像风没有理由
轻轻吹着走