you know i love you.
you know i love you. | G
Kyuhyun ; Ryeowook
you’re more beautiful than the best decorated tree; you’re the only one for me.
“Where’s Sungmin?” Ryeowook wondered out loud as he wandered around the dorm with a handful of merrily jangling baubles in his hand. “He knows that I can’t obviously finish decorating the rest of the dorm by myself…”
Ryeowook stopped short as he caught sight of Kyuhyun tiptoeing gingerly, looking like he was trying to pull something off the ceiling. Annoyed that Kyuhyun was ruining his handiwork, Ryeowook approached the younger man to give him a piece of his mind.
Kyuhyun suddenly realised Ryeowook was coming (with a rather angry look on his face, but he didn’t seem to notice that) and smiled warmly. “Ryeowook-sshi! You did a good job decorating the dorm,” Kyuhyun complimented brightly.
“Then why are you trying to pull my decorations down?” Ryeowook asked, his anger subsiding into a small smile at Kyuhyun’s flushed, happy face. He stopped in front of Kyuhyun and stared at him suspiciously. “Are you sure you like them?”
The small pile of decorations in Ryeowook’s arms fell to the ground in a noisy clatter as Ryeowook found strong hands around his waist and gentle lips upon his own. Kyuhyun’s kiss was warm and calming, somewhat like sweet, hot chocolate on a wintery day, and Ryeowook breathed in Kyuhyun’s scent which filled him with a tingly sort of happiness. Twisting his fingers into Kyuhyun’s hair, Ryeowook tugged Kyuhyun in deeper, melting sweetly into the kiss and missing the feeling that he and Kyuhyun had left behind ever since the company had announced Kyuhyun’s new, immensely hectic schedule.
Kyuyhun responded in kind, stroking Ryeowook’s red-blonde locks fondly, missing the smaller man as much as the latter missed him. They stood there for ages with lips pressing longingly against each others’. Finally, Kyuhyun pulled away gently and brushed Ryeowook’s cheek with his lips. Ryeowook clutched Kyuhyun a little tighter and rested his head upon the younger man’s shoulders for awhile before trying to withdraw (with much reluctance) from Kyuhyun’s warm embrace to pick up the fallen Christmas baubles.
“Don’t,” Kyuhyun mumbled into Ryeowook’s ear, holding Ryeowook firmly and then kissed Ryeowook on the soft spot behind Ryeowook’s ear. Ryeowook did not know how he could ever find the strength to leave those arms of the man that he loved so much especially when Kyuhyun started leaving trails of soft kisses along Ryeowook’s jawline, but the decorations were lying piteously on the ground and Ryeowook felt that he had to at least pick them up.
“Oh Kyu, you’re always so busy nowadays,” Ryeowook sighed sadly, finally managing to pull away from Kyuhyun. “I wish I could be with you always…” Ryeowook trailed away and both of them stood there looking straight at the person in front of them, eyes never leaving the other. Eventually Ryeowook stooped down to pick up the fallen decorations and Kyuhyun thought he saw Ryeowook’s eyes glisten with tears. Kyuhyun took a deep breath and bent down to take Ryeowook’s hand.
“Ryeowook-ah,” Kyuhyun murmured, pulling Ryeowook up. “You can pick up the decorations later. You’re more beautiful than the best decorated tree; you’re the only one for me.”
And under the mistletoe that Ryeowook had never hung up, Kyuhyun pulled the smaller man in close and kissed Ryeowook over and over again, swaying gently in the light of the pale sun streaming through the frosty windows.
end.
making this one of the most cliched Christmas fics ever written. i'm taking a break. =.=
merry Christmas la ~
PS: oho kyuhyunsgirl castratos sing well. sure that doesn't qualify as an *ahem* injury? LOL
Kyuhyun ; Ryeowook
you’re more beautiful than the best decorated tree; you’re the only one for me.
“Where’s Sungmin?” Ryeowook wondered out loud as he wandered around the dorm with a handful of merrily jangling baubles in his hand. “He knows that I can’t obviously finish decorating the rest of the dorm by myself…”
Ryeowook stopped short as he caught sight of Kyuhyun tiptoeing gingerly, looking like he was trying to pull something off the ceiling. Annoyed that Kyuhyun was ruining his handiwork, Ryeowook approached the younger man to give him a piece of his mind.
Kyuhyun suddenly realised Ryeowook was coming (with a rather angry look on his face, but he didn’t seem to notice that) and smiled warmly. “Ryeowook-sshi! You did a good job decorating the dorm,” Kyuhyun complimented brightly.
“Then why are you trying to pull my decorations down?” Ryeowook asked, his anger subsiding into a small smile at Kyuhyun’s flushed, happy face. He stopped in front of Kyuhyun and stared at him suspiciously. “Are you sure you like them?”
The small pile of decorations in Ryeowook’s arms fell to the ground in a noisy clatter as Ryeowook found strong hands around his waist and gentle lips upon his own. Kyuhyun’s kiss was warm and calming, somewhat like sweet, hot chocolate on a wintery day, and Ryeowook breathed in Kyuhyun’s scent which filled him with a tingly sort of happiness. Twisting his fingers into Kyuhyun’s hair, Ryeowook tugged Kyuhyun in deeper, melting sweetly into the kiss and missing the feeling that he and Kyuhyun had left behind ever since the company had announced Kyuhyun’s new, immensely hectic schedule.
Kyuyhun responded in kind, stroking Ryeowook’s red-blonde locks fondly, missing the smaller man as much as the latter missed him. They stood there for ages with lips pressing longingly against each others’. Finally, Kyuhyun pulled away gently and brushed Ryeowook’s cheek with his lips. Ryeowook clutched Kyuhyun a little tighter and rested his head upon the younger man’s shoulders for awhile before trying to withdraw (with much reluctance) from Kyuhyun’s warm embrace to pick up the fallen Christmas baubles.
“Don’t,” Kyuhyun mumbled into Ryeowook’s ear, holding Ryeowook firmly and then kissed Ryeowook on the soft spot behind Ryeowook’s ear. Ryeowook did not know how he could ever find the strength to leave those arms of the man that he loved so much especially when Kyuhyun started leaving trails of soft kisses along Ryeowook’s jawline, but the decorations were lying piteously on the ground and Ryeowook felt that he had to at least pick them up.
“Oh Kyu, you’re always so busy nowadays,” Ryeowook sighed sadly, finally managing to pull away from Kyuhyun. “I wish I could be with you always…” Ryeowook trailed away and both of them stood there looking straight at the person in front of them, eyes never leaving the other. Eventually Ryeowook stooped down to pick up the fallen decorations and Kyuhyun thought he saw Ryeowook’s eyes glisten with tears. Kyuhyun took a deep breath and bent down to take Ryeowook’s hand.
“Ryeowook-ah,” Kyuhyun murmured, pulling Ryeowook up. “You can pick up the decorations later. You’re more beautiful than the best decorated tree; you’re the only one for me.”
And under the mistletoe that Ryeowook had never hung up, Kyuhyun pulled the smaller man in close and kissed Ryeowook over and over again, swaying gently in the light of the pale sun streaming through the frosty windows.
end.
making this one of the most cliched Christmas fics ever written. i'm taking a break. =.=
merry Christmas la ~
PS: oho kyuhyunsgirl castratos sing well. sure that doesn't qualify as an *ahem* injury? LOL