Written
Title: Written
Genre: Romance, slight angst
Pairing: KyuMin [Kyuhyun's POV]
Rating: G
Length: Drabble
Disclaimer: Standard fangirl disclaimer applies.
Summary: Kyuhyun wasn't a man of many spoken words. He wrote more than he spoke.
Someone handed me a blank piece of paper and told me to write whatever it was I wanted to say to the person who meant the most to me outside of family. I started to write about you, starting slow with every word in thought. I wrote about how when you walk into a room, you make my breathing stop. I wrote about how you could make my day by smiling at my general direction. I wrote about how you laugh and that cute way you wrinkle your nose. Pretty soon, the paper slowly got filled.
Then I started writing faster. I wrote about how happy you looked when you would hang out with your friends and the other members. I wrote about how your cheeks would suddenly become rosier when someone tried to confess their feelings to you. I wrote about your gentle disposition. I wrote about how even if you turned down every person who admired you, there wasn’t anyone who left bitter, sad or angry. My penmanship was in shambles and my hand was in pain. My fingers trembled and shook but I continued to write.
Then I wrote about how I first saw you cry. I wrote about how you sat by yourself with your brows slowly furrowing with thoughts. I wrote about how you were without other people. I wrote about how you felt pressure to do things you wouldn’t normally do. I wrote about how you would hold back your tongue, your feelings and tears every time just to please other people. I wrote about your unofficial job, you as the strong one. You as the stabilizer, willing to be invisible to let the people around you shine ever so brightly. I wrote about the sacrifices that people didn’t always see. I was losing my grip, my palms were sweating and my head started to hurt. The paper was crammed, I pushed forward, shrinking my handwriting.
I wrote about how you always wanted to help. I wrote about how you always wanted to see others smile. I wrote about the sacrifices you made, about every subtle detail that went unnoticed. I wrote about your dreams to make it, I wrote about your dream of being happy with somebody.Then I stopped. I couldn’t write anymore not because there was no more space.
I stopped because I started to write about how much I love you. One-sidedness hurts.
A/N: Another one-shot, hey. But look, this one actually has a pairing. :D Sorry for the slight angst and awkward length. >< I might continue this though, I dunno. Hope you guys like it. Comments are love.
Genre: Romance, slight angst
Pairing: KyuMin [Kyuhyun's POV]
Rating: G
Length: Drabble
Disclaimer: Standard fangirl disclaimer applies.
Summary: Kyuhyun wasn't a man of many spoken words. He wrote more than he spoke.
Someone handed me a blank piece of paper and told me to write whatever it was I wanted to say to the person who meant the most to me outside of family. I started to write about you, starting slow with every word in thought. I wrote about how when you walk into a room, you make my breathing stop. I wrote about how you could make my day by smiling at my general direction. I wrote about how you laugh and that cute way you wrinkle your nose. Pretty soon, the paper slowly got filled.
Then I started writing faster. I wrote about how happy you looked when you would hang out with your friends and the other members. I wrote about how your cheeks would suddenly become rosier when someone tried to confess their feelings to you. I wrote about your gentle disposition. I wrote about how even if you turned down every person who admired you, there wasn’t anyone who left bitter, sad or angry. My penmanship was in shambles and my hand was in pain. My fingers trembled and shook but I continued to write.
Then I wrote about how I first saw you cry. I wrote about how you sat by yourself with your brows slowly furrowing with thoughts. I wrote about how you were without other people. I wrote about how you felt pressure to do things you wouldn’t normally do. I wrote about how you would hold back your tongue, your feelings and tears every time just to please other people. I wrote about your unofficial job, you as the strong one. You as the stabilizer, willing to be invisible to let the people around you shine ever so brightly. I wrote about the sacrifices that people didn’t always see. I was losing my grip, my palms were sweating and my head started to hurt. The paper was crammed, I pushed forward, shrinking my handwriting.
I wrote about how you always wanted to help. I wrote about how you always wanted to see others smile. I wrote about the sacrifices you made, about every subtle detail that went unnoticed. I wrote about your dreams to make it, I wrote about your dream of being happy with somebody.Then I stopped. I couldn’t write anymore not because there was no more space.
I stopped because I started to write about how much I love you. One-sidedness hurts.
A/N: Another one-shot, hey. But look, this one actually has a pairing. :D Sorry for the slight angst and awkward length. >< I might continue this though, I dunno. Hope you guys like it. Comments are love.