fanfic
Title: Fairydust.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst (Character death)
Pairing: Minho, Onew
Author's Note: A promised fanfic for their birthdays. my first shot at angst, do comment. sorry about the death though.
White was falling, everywhere. Onew liked to think of it as fairydust, things that help you forget. They fell lazily, like snowflakes, but not quite the same.
There he was standing amongst the crowds. Oblivious to everything but that girl standing a few feet away. Onew felt his chest constrict unwillingly as he watched him make his way slowly, a smile spreading across his face as he reached her, a smile that was never meant for him. 'Hey.' Onew heard his voice, travelling all the way to him, breaking his heart.
The white flecks were falling slightly faster now, and thicker. Onew thought his vision was starting to become more obscured, and looking through the fairydust felt like he was looking through a thick white curtain.
Minho lifted her chin slowly and stared into her eyes. 'I love you.' Onew couldn't hear it but he covered his ears anyway. Tears filled his eyes. How much he wanted to be her. To hear those whispered into his ear, to have his hand on his chin. A single tear broke free and drifted slowly down his cheek.
'God's being cruel to me,' or so he thought. Onew found himself knee-deep in fairydust now, and it was filling up to his waist at an alarming rate. He reached out his hands and found himself confined in an invisible box.
'She left me,' he cried, sniffing into Onew's jacket. 'I've been searching for her for days, I can't live without her. What should I do?' Onew patted his hair lightly, his mouth a thin line. His heart ached to see him like that, but he wanted it to remain this way, no more her in his life. He had convinced himself that he would do better without her, that he might even notice him. 'What should I do...'
Regrets filled his mind. He wanted to change everything, tell him he loved him before he met her. Why was life so difficult and cruel? He started banging on the invisible boundaries around him. The fairydust was numbing his senses. He felt so tired.
'He loves you you know,' Onew said to her. 'So much he thinks he might die without you.' A tear rolled down her cheek. 'I'm so sorry, I didn't know.' She runs off. Onew feels it again, but it doesn't hurt anymore, he's used to it. The next day he receives a call from Minho and he hears the happiness in his voice, she's returned to him. He drinks and falls dead asleep in the shop that night.
A thick red liquid flows down his hands onto the fairydust, staining it red. Blood. He smiles quietly to himself. The fairydust swirls around him, thicker than ever, whispering softly into his ears, helping him to forget, lulling him into a deep sleep.
Minho rings his dorrbell, once, twice. He feels his life slipping away. The keys click in the lock. 'Onew? Where are you? I brought my wife and my kid to come visit.' Onew shuts his eyes and hears a small shuffling noise. That must be his kid. He's beautiful, just like his father. 'Onew?' A small thud is heard. Onew opens his eyes and sees Minho kneeling over him, shock and horror splayed across his beautiful face. he reaches a hand and lifts Onew's head gently,just the way he has always wished it to happen. Onew wishes this moment would last a little longer.
The fairydust is falling like a sleet but it doesn't matter anymore. He's going to die in the hands of the one he's always loved and that was enough for him.
A tear slips from Minho's eyes.
The last thing he feels is a wet drop on his cheek before everything becomes white.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst (Character death)
Pairing: Minho, Onew
Author's Note: A promised fanfic for their birthdays. my first shot at angst, do comment. sorry about the death though.
White was falling, everywhere. Onew liked to think of it as fairydust, things that help you forget. They fell lazily, like snowflakes, but not quite the same.
There he was standing amongst the crowds. Oblivious to everything but that girl standing a few feet away. Onew felt his chest constrict unwillingly as he watched him make his way slowly, a smile spreading across his face as he reached her, a smile that was never meant for him. 'Hey.' Onew heard his voice, travelling all the way to him, breaking his heart.
The white flecks were falling slightly faster now, and thicker. Onew thought his vision was starting to become more obscured, and looking through the fairydust felt like he was looking through a thick white curtain.
Minho lifted her chin slowly and stared into her eyes. 'I love you.' Onew couldn't hear it but he covered his ears anyway. Tears filled his eyes. How much he wanted to be her. To hear those whispered into his ear, to have his hand on his chin. A single tear broke free and drifted slowly down his cheek.
'God's being cruel to me,' or so he thought. Onew found himself knee-deep in fairydust now, and it was filling up to his waist at an alarming rate. He reached out his hands and found himself confined in an invisible box.
'She left me,' he cried, sniffing into Onew's jacket. 'I've been searching for her for days, I can't live without her. What should I do?' Onew patted his hair lightly, his mouth a thin line. His heart ached to see him like that, but he wanted it to remain this way, no more her in his life. He had convinced himself that he would do better without her, that he might even notice him. 'What should I do...'
Regrets filled his mind. He wanted to change everything, tell him he loved him before he met her. Why was life so difficult and cruel? He started banging on the invisible boundaries around him. The fairydust was numbing his senses. He felt so tired.
'He loves you you know,' Onew said to her. 'So much he thinks he might die without you.' A tear rolled down her cheek. 'I'm so sorry, I didn't know.' She runs off. Onew feels it again, but it doesn't hurt anymore, he's used to it. The next day he receives a call from Minho and he hears the happiness in his voice, she's returned to him. He drinks and falls dead asleep in the shop that night.
A thick red liquid flows down his hands onto the fairydust, staining it red. Blood. He smiles quietly to himself. The fairydust swirls around him, thicker than ever, whispering softly into his ears, helping him to forget, lulling him into a deep sleep.
Minho rings his dorrbell, once, twice. He feels his life slipping away. The keys click in the lock. 'Onew? Where are you? I brought my wife and my kid to come visit.' Onew shuts his eyes and hears a small shuffling noise. That must be his kid. He's beautiful, just like his father. 'Onew?' A small thud is heard. Onew opens his eyes and sees Minho kneeling over him, shock and horror splayed across his beautiful face. he reaches a hand and lifts Onew's head gently,just the way he has always wished it to happen. Onew wishes this moment would last a little longer.
The fairydust is falling like a sleet but it doesn't matter anymore. He's going to die in the hands of the one he's always loved and that was enough for him.
A tear slips from Minho's eyes.
The last thing he feels is a wet drop on his cheek before everything becomes white.