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Title : Uncommitted
Pairing : YeWon
Disclaimer : I just borrowed people’s names and words from the song sung by Xia, I don’t own anything in this fic.
Rating : PG
Genre : songfic, drabble (590ish words), a breaking-up fic
Summary : It was time to end this, whatever this is.
We are just a dream. When he smiled blindingly to me, asking me to just please please go out with him just less than a year ago. He promised me that we could make it, that everything will be perfect. But reality was far from what he thought he painted for me. I should have known that everything won’t be perfect. I should have listened when Wookie told me to just refuse. And told me again to end this, whatever this thing is when we had a fight just a month after I said yes.
I told him he was the one when his many kisses landing on my cheeks, my forehead, my nose, and my lips. And he believes it, showing his twin dimples on his cheeks and raining me with more kisses and embracing me tighter than before. Until the dream dissipated so suddenly.
He don’t know why I was so compelled to leave. He accused me that something was messing with my psychology. That’s not the point, or is it? He said that he’s confused when I said there’s something wrong with him. I’m delusional, he said. He can’t fix things he cannot see. Not even for me, for us, or is there no us from the beginning but both of us didn’t want to believe it?
“You’re not ready”, was what I said to him. I was waiting all these months, guiding him, walking side by side through this relationship to make it, or so what he said to me once. But this relationship won’t be perfect. He’s not ready for the real thing.
His eyes widened, disbelieving that I would do such thing as end our relationship. “But baby, this could be,” I told him. “I wouldn’t let you be my everything,” starts from now. I have to stop feeling for him, because I can feel hurt too. Even from the start I know that he’s a player, and the chance are, he’ll never change. I would only be his conquest, and when he finally bored, he’ll get rid of me. That’s what I am feeling, the feeling that he’s ready to leave again from me.
His sad look almost made me want to take my words back, to just hug him and lie to him again that everything would be okay. But it’s not okay, I am not okay with that. I tried to lie to myself that he is the right type, but the truth is he’s just for something like ‘one-night stand’. He’ll never stay committed to me.
“I couldn’t never trust a player like you”, as the words out from my mouth, as if like scenes on many films, the times when he cheats on me when he thought I wasn’t looking, when he flirted with everyone even in front of me, and when he apologized and promised to never do that ever again keeps playing right in front of my eyes. It was part of his history. It’s just like it’s in his system and will never leave.
“I don’t get it, Joongie.”, he told me back. “I said we could make it, and we will make it. Why would you said that I can’t be committed?” and Wookie bet he would never admit it even though he knew I could be right.
We argued for a long time, and he left with teary eyes and angry face. But when I see him again, today in this bar, I know Wookie is right. He can’t be committed.
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A/N : Soo.. I was having fun making ‘my friend’s and mine’ version of uncommitted a few.. weeks ago and I suddenly thought today(well actually yesterday but who care?) that this could be something good if I put more words into it! And voila! Enjoy~
Even though I already know (Please come back to me)
Pairing : YeWon
Disclaimer : I just borrowed people’s names and words from the song sung by Xia, I don’t own anything in this fic.
Rating : PG
Genre : songfic, drabble (590ish words), a breaking-up fic
Summary : It was time to end this, whatever this is.
We are just a dream. When he smiled blindingly to me, asking me to just please please go out with him just less than a year ago. He promised me that we could make it, that everything will be perfect. But reality was far from what he thought he painted for me. I should have known that everything won’t be perfect. I should have listened when Wookie told me to just refuse. And told me again to end this, whatever this thing is when we had a fight just a month after I said yes.
I told him he was the one when his many kisses landing on my cheeks, my forehead, my nose, and my lips. And he believes it, showing his twin dimples on his cheeks and raining me with more kisses and embracing me tighter than before. Until the dream dissipated so suddenly.
He don’t know why I was so compelled to leave. He accused me that something was messing with my psychology. That’s not the point, or is it? He said that he’s confused when I said there’s something wrong with him. I’m delusional, he said. He can’t fix things he cannot see. Not even for me, for us, or is there no us from the beginning but both of us didn’t want to believe it?
“You’re not ready”, was what I said to him. I was waiting all these months, guiding him, walking side by side through this relationship to make it, or so what he said to me once. But this relationship won’t be perfect. He’s not ready for the real thing.
His eyes widened, disbelieving that I would do such thing as end our relationship. “But baby, this could be,” I told him. “I wouldn’t let you be my everything,” starts from now. I have to stop feeling for him, because I can feel hurt too. Even from the start I know that he’s a player, and the chance are, he’ll never change. I would only be his conquest, and when he finally bored, he’ll get rid of me. That’s what I am feeling, the feeling that he’s ready to leave again from me.
His sad look almost made me want to take my words back, to just hug him and lie to him again that everything would be okay. But it’s not okay, I am not okay with that. I tried to lie to myself that he is the right type, but the truth is he’s just for something like ‘one-night stand’. He’ll never stay committed to me.
“I couldn’t never trust a player like you”, as the words out from my mouth, as if like scenes on many films, the times when he cheats on me when he thought I wasn’t looking, when he flirted with everyone even in front of me, and when he apologized and promised to never do that ever again keeps playing right in front of my eyes. It was part of his history. It’s just like it’s in his system and will never leave.
“I don’t get it, Joongie.”, he told me back. “I said we could make it, and we will make it. Why would you said that I can’t be committed?” and Wookie bet he would never admit it even though he knew I could be right.
We argued for a long time, and he left with teary eyes and angry face. But when I see him again, today in this bar, I know Wookie is right. He can’t be committed.
- - - -
A/N : Soo.. I was having fun making ‘my friend’s and mine’ version of uncommitted a few.. weeks ago and I suddenly thought today(well actually yesterday but who care?) that this could be something good if I put more words into it! And voila! Enjoy~
Even though I already know (Please come back to me)