Yellow - AU, Sihan, Oneshot
We talked about a forever that we knew should never have existed.
Forbidden? Not quite. I've never remembered you or I ever caring what other people thought.
Think of everything we've turned our backs on.
You, on your family. On tradition. On the blasphemy of it all.
I, on the only other man that I knew I loved before you came.
God.
Will He help us now?
Does unconditional love reach out to people like us?
We're like the flowers quickly fading, waves tossed in the ocean. The very lyrics of a Christian song I so loved. The one I first taught you. Only serving to remind us how insignificant we are. How small, how almost useless we are in the order of all things. We've been forgotten you see. There's only you and I now. But maybe that's all that counts.
Before you there was just me. Choi Siwon.
Now, there's Choi Siwon. And then, there's Geng's Siwon.
You're the reason I live now, before life as we know it, ends.
And so now, as I gaze upon your sleeping visage, wondering what exactly I did right to deserve you, I can only wonder if forever is enough time to spend with you, by your side. They say after a while relationships get stale and partners get sick of each other. But four years into this baby, and all I know is that I love you more and more passionately each day.
I love everything about you. Your halting Korean, chock full of grammatical errors, the soothing, comfortable tone in which you slip into your native tongue... Oh... tongue. Your tongue is the best thing I've ever tasted. Besides other parts of you of course. And no, Not even anything you cook can compare to how you taste, lingering on my tastebuds. I love you first thing in the morning as you struggle against the rays of sunlight that find their way onto our shared bed. I love you when you're the last person I see before I sleep at night. I love your awkward ways, your accent, that flick of your fingers, the way you fiddle with your fringe... Everything. Your flaws - I don't love you for them. I love you despite them.
I'm not perfect, Geng. But I know I'm perfect for you. Because like it or not baby, you're madly in love with me too.
Tonight is a sleepless night for me as my mind wanders to how we first met.
Physical Education. What else could you possibly be teaching at an elementary school? Definitely not math. We know how bad your math is, insisting that I gave you too much change and hence jogging back from wherever you were to return it to me. Only to realize, blushing moments later, that there was no way your (lack of a) genius mind could fight the calculator I brandished in your face. Truth is, baby, I'm not much of a mathematician myself, and the bakery would be in chaos if I tried to do mental sums every time someone bought something. Not languages, as I've explained. Definitely not art - your lack of any artistic ability thereof scares me sometimes.
But baby, that job was made for you. You love kids, you have the patience of a Saint (That's why you're with me), and you are so, fucking, hot. And truth to be told, I was sort of glad when you came back. Even more pleasantly surprised when you gave me, the hot baker dude your number without much hesitation. If you were awake right now of course you would have rolled your eyes at the last statement, I know. But you cannot deny initial attraction. A baker and a teacher. Don't you think that's a perfect combination?
How so?
A teacher needs to eat right? And Geng likes bread. There's your connection! No? Well that's too bad then!
Four years we've been together. Of course, we've fought. A good many times.
Family, friends, faith, food... fucking... Name it and we've fought over it before. But the first fight we ever had - and also the stupidest, may I add, was when you brought that little imp... Heechul over to stay. Fine he's not a little imp. He's older than us... Just blessed with young looks. As to why you so kindly neglected to mention that you two were related by blood (Distant cousins, apparently) and he was straighter than a ruler (Despite how he looks), will always remain a mystery to me. Obviously my blood boiled when I saw him kiss you, no? Right on our bed and coincidentally in front of me after I came back from a long day at work. Any other man would have thought that you were having an affair!
"But few other man would have stomped right up to Heechul, thrown him out of the room, locked the door behind him and started crying like a teenage girl in front of me!", was what Hangeng said whenever this topic was brought up, "While I stared at you, completely confused."
Right. I admit to being a little emotional and possessive at times, baby. But only for you.
You probably know about the family and faith part. Every other couple runs into those problems once in a while. But... food?
Yes. Food. And fucking.
It all began when we... fine, I decided that chocolate sauce and honey was a good element to add to our night life. Geng was apprehensive at first but I easily talked him into it. What I didn't bargain for was the ants in the morning and er.... the fact that honey is awfully sticky and hard to get out even with water and soap. And though Geng doesn't admit it I'm pretty sure he enjoyed it while it lasted. Besides, I did most of the cleaning up. he guilt-tripped me into it! Now that wasn't a fight. It was just Geng ranting at me while I pretended to be sorry.
God, Geng, there's so much more I have to say about us. So much more to do, so much more to experience in this lifetime. And only with you.
I don't care if I go to hell, baby.
Yellow
Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow
So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry
Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you
Author's note: Only semi-fictional.
Forbidden? Not quite. I've never remembered you or I ever caring what other people thought.
Think of everything we've turned our backs on.
You, on your family. On tradition. On the blasphemy of it all.
I, on the only other man that I knew I loved before you came.
God.
Will He help us now?
Does unconditional love reach out to people like us?
We're like the flowers quickly fading, waves tossed in the ocean. The very lyrics of a Christian song I so loved. The one I first taught you. Only serving to remind us how insignificant we are. How small, how almost useless we are in the order of all things. We've been forgotten you see. There's only you and I now. But maybe that's all that counts.
Before you there was just me. Choi Siwon.
Now, there's Choi Siwon. And then, there's Geng's Siwon.
You're the reason I live now, before life as we know it, ends.
And so now, as I gaze upon your sleeping visage, wondering what exactly I did right to deserve you, I can only wonder if forever is enough time to spend with you, by your side. They say after a while relationships get stale and partners get sick of each other. But four years into this baby, and all I know is that I love you more and more passionately each day.
I love everything about you. Your halting Korean, chock full of grammatical errors, the soothing, comfortable tone in which you slip into your native tongue... Oh... tongue. Your tongue is the best thing I've ever tasted. Besides other parts of you of course. And no, Not even anything you cook can compare to how you taste, lingering on my tastebuds. I love you first thing in the morning as you struggle against the rays of sunlight that find their way onto our shared bed. I love you when you're the last person I see before I sleep at night. I love your awkward ways, your accent, that flick of your fingers, the way you fiddle with your fringe... Everything. Your flaws - I don't love you for them. I love you despite them.
I'm not perfect, Geng. But I know I'm perfect for you. Because like it or not baby, you're madly in love with me too.
Tonight is a sleepless night for me as my mind wanders to how we first met.
Physical Education. What else could you possibly be teaching at an elementary school? Definitely not math. We know how bad your math is, insisting that I gave you too much change and hence jogging back from wherever you were to return it to me. Only to realize, blushing moments later, that there was no way your (lack of a) genius mind could fight the calculator I brandished in your face. Truth is, baby, I'm not much of a mathematician myself, and the bakery would be in chaos if I tried to do mental sums every time someone bought something. Not languages, as I've explained. Definitely not art - your lack of any artistic ability thereof scares me sometimes.
But baby, that job was made for you. You love kids, you have the patience of a Saint (That's why you're with me), and you are so, fucking, hot. And truth to be told, I was sort of glad when you came back. Even more pleasantly surprised when you gave me, the hot baker dude your number without much hesitation. If you were awake right now of course you would have rolled your eyes at the last statement, I know. But you cannot deny initial attraction. A baker and a teacher. Don't you think that's a perfect combination?
How so?
A teacher needs to eat right? And Geng likes bread. There's your connection! No? Well that's too bad then!
Four years we've been together. Of course, we've fought. A good many times.
Family, friends, faith, food... fucking... Name it and we've fought over it before. But the first fight we ever had - and also the stupidest, may I add, was when you brought that little imp... Heechul over to stay. Fine he's not a little imp. He's older than us... Just blessed with young looks. As to why you so kindly neglected to mention that you two were related by blood (Distant cousins, apparently) and he was straighter than a ruler (Despite how he looks), will always remain a mystery to me. Obviously my blood boiled when I saw him kiss you, no? Right on our bed and coincidentally in front of me after I came back from a long day at work. Any other man would have thought that you were having an affair!
"But few other man would have stomped right up to Heechul, thrown him out of the room, locked the door behind him and started crying like a teenage girl in front of me!", was what Hangeng said whenever this topic was brought up, "While I stared at you, completely confused."
Right. I admit to being a little emotional and possessive at times, baby. But only for you.
You probably know about the family and faith part. Every other couple runs into those problems once in a while. But... food?
Yes. Food. And fucking.
It all began when we... fine, I decided that chocolate sauce and honey was a good element to add to our night life. Geng was apprehensive at first but I easily talked him into it. What I didn't bargain for was the ants in the morning and er.... the fact that honey is awfully sticky and hard to get out even with water and soap. And though Geng doesn't admit it I'm pretty sure he enjoyed it while it lasted. Besides, I did most of the cleaning up. he guilt-tripped me into it! Now that wasn't a fight. It was just Geng ranting at me while I pretended to be sorry.
God, Geng, there's so much more I have to say about us. So much more to do, so much more to experience in this lifetime. And only with you.
I don't care if I go to hell, baby.
Yellow
Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow
So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow
Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry
Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you
Author's note: Only semi-fictional.