Colours
Title: Colours
Author: fwalpaca
Pairing: None.
Rating: G
Summary: Because Kwangmin is older now, he believes he's losing the colour to his life.
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I rode my vintage metallic blue cruiser down to the old playground, by the elementary school where my brother and I used to go. The paint was faded, the shine was rubbed right off of the metal and my favourite swing set was now brown and rusty. I climbed to the top of the jungle gym and sat at the top of the slide; it was shorter than I remembered. And I just stared at the once colourful, vibrant and most exciting place on school grounds.
I'm too old to be here. I sighed. I'm too tall to even play on the monkey bars. Now that I'm growing up, everything is looking evermore bleak and gray. The primary colours that covered the equipment no longer attracted me to this place. The colour in my life was slowly fading too. I slid down solemnly.
Well at least that bump in the slide was still there, the one that makes you jump up a bit midway, the one that gets you all excited and giggly before you hit the bottom. The one- maybe I'll go again- that has you climbing back up for more. I hadn't realized it until I reached the top, ready for another slide, but I was sporting the widest smile that I'd had in forever, giggling like mad.
“Somebody sure seems like he's having fun.” I heard a familiar voice calling from the bottom.
I looked down to see Minwoo and Youngmin strolling closer, them both smiling brightly and giving me a gentle wave. I waved back, violently flailing my arms like I was seven. I quickly propelled myself off the edge and ran to them, smashing into the both of them as I hugged them tightly.
“Tag you're it.” I suddenly said and poked Minwoo in the chest before escaping up the ladder to safety. Watching gleefully and laughing with full force as Minwoo chased Youngmin around and between the equipment beneath me.
So would the colour in my life also fade?
I would say something like yes or eventually or even maybe, but my currently aching stomach and burning cheeks from all this laughing were preventing me from doing so. Besides, they were saying something else entirely.
Never.
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a/n: I don't want to grow up. T_T
Sorry this is super rushed by the way, I thought of it while I was playing by myself at the playground and wrote it in an hour. Hope you guys enjoy it anyway. ^^;;
Author: fwalpaca
Pairing: None.
Rating: G
Summary: Because Kwangmin is older now, he believes he's losing the colour to his life.
--
I rode my vintage metallic blue cruiser down to the old playground, by the elementary school where my brother and I used to go. The paint was faded, the shine was rubbed right off of the metal and my favourite swing set was now brown and rusty. I climbed to the top of the jungle gym and sat at the top of the slide; it was shorter than I remembered. And I just stared at the once colourful, vibrant and most exciting place on school grounds.
I'm too old to be here. I sighed. I'm too tall to even play on the monkey bars. Now that I'm growing up, everything is looking evermore bleak and gray. The primary colours that covered the equipment no longer attracted me to this place. The colour in my life was slowly fading too. I slid down solemnly.
Well at least that bump in the slide was still there, the one that makes you jump up a bit midway, the one that gets you all excited and giggly before you hit the bottom. The one- maybe I'll go again- that has you climbing back up for more. I hadn't realized it until I reached the top, ready for another slide, but I was sporting the widest smile that I'd had in forever, giggling like mad.
“Somebody sure seems like he's having fun.” I heard a familiar voice calling from the bottom.
I looked down to see Minwoo and Youngmin strolling closer, them both smiling brightly and giving me a gentle wave. I waved back, violently flailing my arms like I was seven. I quickly propelled myself off the edge and ran to them, smashing into the both of them as I hugged them tightly.
“Tag you're it.” I suddenly said and poked Minwoo in the chest before escaping up the ladder to safety. Watching gleefully and laughing with full force as Minwoo chased Youngmin around and between the equipment beneath me.
So would the colour in my life also fade?
I would say something like yes or eventually or even maybe, but my currently aching stomach and burning cheeks from all this laughing were preventing me from doing so. Besides, they were saying something else entirely.
Never.
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a/n: I don't want to grow up. T_T
Sorry this is super rushed by the way, I thought of it while I was playing by myself at the playground and wrote it in an hour. Hope you guys enjoy it anyway. ^^;;