Without You
Title: Without You
Author: his_angel16
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: N/A, Kyuhyun-centric
Rating: PG
Summary: Super Junior misses their always absent brothers.
Without You
We were supposed to be a boy band of thirteen. A band of brothers, bound together with the same dream of becoming idols in this world where people like us hardly reach our dreams. We weren’t meant to break apart, one by one. Kibum hyung left to pursue his dream in acting; Kangin hyung left to begin his military career; and you left, too. Regardless if it’s “official” or if contracts are in tact or terminated, you still aren’t here.
I never thought we’d be a complete band without the three of you. The ten of us seems so average, so little. It seems like we’re slowly shrinking into a smaller and smaller band. I used to think we weren’t complete without you, but we’ve done so much just as ten. We don’t need-
Kyuhyun sighed, ripping the page he was writing on into little shreds and throwing it away. He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes. Writing to Hankyung about his mixed feeling wouldn’t do any good, for either of them. It would leave his hyung hurt and himself guilty. He turned off the lamp on his desk, stretching as he stood. Making his way across the room, he climbed into the bed that used to be Hankyung’s. He had taken Kangin’s comforter, Kibum’s pillows.
“Tomorrow’s another day, hyungs. Keep me strong…” he whispered. He closed his eyes, a small smile on his lips. He knew that they couldn’t hear him from where they were, scattered across the city, but he knew they somehow managed to sense it. He raised his head when he heard the door creak open, trying to see who it was.
“Hi,” Sungmin whispered, worming his way under the comforter and the younger’s arm. He heard Kyuhyun chuckle at his not so nonchalant way of saying that he missed them, too. They knew that within a few minutes the others would walk through the door, somehow managing to squeeze into the room.
The door creaked open again. “Hey,” Donghae and Eunhyuk mumbled, crawling onto the bed. Ryeowook soon followed them into the room.
Leeteuk, Heechul, Siwon, Shindong, and Yesung shuffled into the room, dragging blankets and pillows. They sprawled out on the floor on one side of the bed, falling asleep quickly. Ryeowook smiled, turning on his iPod to one of their songs and allowing the music to flow through the room. Kyuhyun smiled as he closed his eyes, finally feeling the effects of the long day.
I can’t say that we’re getting along perfectly without you. I can’t say that none of us miss you. I can’t say that we don’t think about you while we’re up on stage, the lights flashing and blinding us. But I can say that whenever you decide to come back, we’ll all welcome you with open arms…
Author: his_angel16
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: N/A, Kyuhyun-centric
Rating: PG
Summary: Super Junior misses their always absent brothers.
Without You
We were supposed to be a boy band of thirteen. A band of brothers, bound together with the same dream of becoming idols in this world where people like us hardly reach our dreams. We weren’t meant to break apart, one by one. Kibum hyung left to pursue his dream in acting; Kangin hyung left to begin his military career; and you left, too. Regardless if it’s “official” or if contracts are in tact or terminated, you still aren’t here.
I never thought we’d be a complete band without the three of you. The ten of us seems so average, so little. It seems like we’re slowly shrinking into a smaller and smaller band. I used to think we weren’t complete without you, but we’ve done so much just as ten. We don’t need-
Kyuhyun sighed, ripping the page he was writing on into little shreds and throwing it away. He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes. Writing to Hankyung about his mixed feeling wouldn’t do any good, for either of them. It would leave his hyung hurt and himself guilty. He turned off the lamp on his desk, stretching as he stood. Making his way across the room, he climbed into the bed that used to be Hankyung’s. He had taken Kangin’s comforter, Kibum’s pillows.
“Tomorrow’s another day, hyungs. Keep me strong…” he whispered. He closed his eyes, a small smile on his lips. He knew that they couldn’t hear him from where they were, scattered across the city, but he knew they somehow managed to sense it. He raised his head when he heard the door creak open, trying to see who it was.
“Hi,” Sungmin whispered, worming his way under the comforter and the younger’s arm. He heard Kyuhyun chuckle at his not so nonchalant way of saying that he missed them, too. They knew that within a few minutes the others would walk through the door, somehow managing to squeeze into the room.
The door creaked open again. “Hey,” Donghae and Eunhyuk mumbled, crawling onto the bed. Ryeowook soon followed them into the room.
Leeteuk, Heechul, Siwon, Shindong, and Yesung shuffled into the room, dragging blankets and pillows. They sprawled out on the floor on one side of the bed, falling asleep quickly. Ryeowook smiled, turning on his iPod to one of their songs and allowing the music to flow through the room. Kyuhyun smiled as he closed his eyes, finally feeling the effects of the long day.
I can’t say that we’re getting along perfectly without you. I can’t say that none of us miss you. I can’t say that we don’t think about you while we’re up on stage, the lights flashing and blinding us. But I can say that whenever you decide to come back, we’ll all welcome you with open arms…