OneShot - YooMin - Don't cry for me
Don't cry for me
Thanks to: paranoiam
A/N: This is dedicated to sunshineyes
"This is the first time in days that you are able to sleep;
you have that dream again, but this time is not a nightmare.
You can hear his voice this time."
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"Don't cry for me, I'll be back on Monday" - Those where the last words that he said before giving you a kiss and leaving to catch his flight.
But he didn't come back and after that day, the only thing that you used to do on Monday was sit in front of the door, with the telephone by your side, waiting for him to come or call you, telling you that he was finally here.
After several days you never got that call and when you open the door, he's not standing there with a smile on his face, happy to see you again.
Sometimes you forget that he's not here anymore. By the door there's only one pair of shoes and those belong to you. You like to fool yourself saying that he hasn't come yet and you wait for him, watching TV and recording his favorite drama so he can watch it later. But when the night falls and the day comes and he's still not there once again you force yourself to accept the reality.
There are other times you don't even want to go back to your house, where no one is there and the place seems to be so cold now.
You can't sleep. It is difficult for you, especially now that you are having the same nightmare over and over again, the one where you look him all over the place, not being able to find him and then, the phone rings and you know that is him, you answer as fast as you can, you know he's talking to you but you can't hear him and you always say the same thing "It's Monday already, why aren't you here? Where are you? What's taking you so long?"... The answer never comes.
You are sick of seeing your friends, not only because they remind you of him, but also because they are always asking the same fucking question "Are you okay?" It wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that they look down at you with sad eyes, you don't need their pity, you don't need their worry.
It is late, and once again you can't sleep, you are in the kitchen, drinking hot milk when someone knocks the door. You don't hurry to open it, you know that he won't be there but you are quite surprised to see a tall young man, very handsome and he looks tired. You remember him from somewhere, but you can't exactly say who he is.
"I'm... um-" he starts, he looks nervous now, "I'm Shim Changmin, I'm..."
"His high school friend, right?" You remember him now and he smiles.
You let him enter; he takes off his shoes and leaves his backpack in the living room to follow you into the kitchen.
Once there, you give him some food and he says thanks and that he was starving. When he finishes, you find yourself having a good conversation with him, you smile when he tells you about the crazy things they did when they were in high school and how hard it was for him when he found out about the accident. You nod sadly; you know that you aren't the only one suffering from his death.
You notice that he's different from the others, instead of making you sad, he tries to keep you happy and he's good doing that.
"Is there anything that I can do for you?" He asks you after a small silence. There's a sad smile on your lips when he voices that question and you look down to look at the wooden floor. Yes, you decide, there's something that he can do for you.
"I want to sleep." You say, and he looks at you, not very sure of what you meant by that. "I want to sleep."
You take his hand and you pull him down the hall until you reach the door of your bedroom. While you take off the covers of the bed, Changmin is standing there, unsure of what to do, and when you get into the bed, you ask him to follow suit and he does as you say.
You embrace him by his waist and place your head in his chest, his chin over your head and you ask him to brush your hair.
"Keep doing it until I fall asleep." He nods and puts his right arm around your shoulders. There is a different smell wafting into your nostrils, there is a different warmth on your skin, but it feels fine.
This is the first time in days that you are able to sleep; you have that dream again, but this time is not a nightmare. You can hear his voice this time.
"I'm sorry," he says.
"It's ok," you answer him; "I think I'm not alone anymore. I'll miss you, though," he just laughs.
When you wake up, his laugh is still echoing in your ears and you are happy to see that Changmin is still here with you.
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Thanks to: paranoiam
A/N: This is dedicated to sunshineyes
"This is the first time in days that you are able to sleep;
you have that dream again, but this time is not a nightmare.
You can hear his voice this time."
_______________
"Don't cry for me, I'll be back on Monday" - Those where the last words that he said before giving you a kiss and leaving to catch his flight.
But he didn't come back and after that day, the only thing that you used to do on Monday was sit in front of the door, with the telephone by your side, waiting for him to come or call you, telling you that he was finally here.
After several days you never got that call and when you open the door, he's not standing there with a smile on his face, happy to see you again.
Sometimes you forget that he's not here anymore. By the door there's only one pair of shoes and those belong to you. You like to fool yourself saying that he hasn't come yet and you wait for him, watching TV and recording his favorite drama so he can watch it later. But when the night falls and the day comes and he's still not there once again you force yourself to accept the reality.
There are other times you don't even want to go back to your house, where no one is there and the place seems to be so cold now.
You can't sleep. It is difficult for you, especially now that you are having the same nightmare over and over again, the one where you look him all over the place, not being able to find him and then, the phone rings and you know that is him, you answer as fast as you can, you know he's talking to you but you can't hear him and you always say the same thing "It's Monday already, why aren't you here? Where are you? What's taking you so long?"... The answer never comes.
You are sick of seeing your friends, not only because they remind you of him, but also because they are always asking the same fucking question "Are you okay?" It wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that they look down at you with sad eyes, you don't need their pity, you don't need their worry.
It is late, and once again you can't sleep, you are in the kitchen, drinking hot milk when someone knocks the door. You don't hurry to open it, you know that he won't be there but you are quite surprised to see a tall young man, very handsome and he looks tired. You remember him from somewhere, but you can't exactly say who he is.
"I'm... um-" he starts, he looks nervous now, "I'm Shim Changmin, I'm..."
"His high school friend, right?" You remember him now and he smiles.
You let him enter; he takes off his shoes and leaves his backpack in the living room to follow you into the kitchen.
Once there, you give him some food and he says thanks and that he was starving. When he finishes, you find yourself having a good conversation with him, you smile when he tells you about the crazy things they did when they were in high school and how hard it was for him when he found out about the accident. You nod sadly; you know that you aren't the only one suffering from his death.
You notice that he's different from the others, instead of making you sad, he tries to keep you happy and he's good doing that.
"Is there anything that I can do for you?" He asks you after a small silence. There's a sad smile on your lips when he voices that question and you look down to look at the wooden floor. Yes, you decide, there's something that he can do for you.
"I want to sleep." You say, and he looks at you, not very sure of what you meant by that. "I want to sleep."
You take his hand and you pull him down the hall until you reach the door of your bedroom. While you take off the covers of the bed, Changmin is standing there, unsure of what to do, and when you get into the bed, you ask him to follow suit and he does as you say.
You embrace him by his waist and place your head in his chest, his chin over your head and you ask him to brush your hair.
"Keep doing it until I fall asleep." He nods and puts his right arm around your shoulders. There is a different smell wafting into your nostrils, there is a different warmth on your skin, but it feels fine.
This is the first time in days that you are able to sleep; you have that dream again, but this time is not a nightmare. You can hear his voice this time.
"I'm sorry," he says.
"It's ok," you answer him; "I think I'm not alone anymore. I'll miss you, though," he just laughs.
When you wake up, his laugh is still echoing in your ears and you are happy to see that Changmin is still here with you.
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