[Fanfic] Back To December
Title: Back To December
Author:ichijo_rui
Rating: G
Pairing: Heeshik, mention of Heejun
Summary: an awkward moment when you did a stupid mistake in the past, and meet the person again later in the future.
A/N: I wrote this in blackout time yesterday (yes, I wrote in dark lol) Inspired by Taylor Swift's Back To December.
“How’s life?” That is the only thing that comes out from my mouth when we meet by accident. He changed a lot, I am quite surprised by his appearance now. He cuts his hair very short; and his cheek bone, somehow it looks clearer now. Is he eating well? My mind start to wonder; but nonetheless he looks even more handsome now. And it hurts my heart.
It’s been a year since the last time we met. Since that December.
“Great,” He puts an awkward smile. “How about…you?”
“Me?” I simper. I try to look into his eyes, but somehow he always manages to avoid it. “I’m good. Currently working on my new duet.” I said. And it just a plain stupidity to tell him about that, because the next thing he do is cocking his pretty eyebrows and ask “with who?”
“Kevin.” I reply, could not find another way except answering honestly. And suddenly things become awkward. It is awkward from the beginning, but now it’s getting even more intense.
“Ohh…” was the only word that he says. Both of us remain silent.
“Sorry…” I murmur. “Sorry because I left you that night.”
“Don’t be sorry.” He replies quickly. The two of us stand still, keeping a distance and we both avoid each other eyes. ‘What’s done is done.”
“But still, I feel terrible. I was still a kid that didn’t know what’s best for me that time.” I whisper, my chest hurt so much, but I know I’ve got to say this.
It was snowy that night. December 9th. It was his birthday, I could never forget.
He asked me on date, told me he had reserved a table for the two of us in a restaurant. He told me to come by 7, and I didn’t know why, but I agreed. I told him to wait for me there.
In fact, I never came.
I was too scared to come, somehow hesitated if he would confess to me. I spent my time with Kevin that night, and violently let him waiting for me alone in the restaurant. I counted every second I spent, wishing that he would stop waiting and just go back. But it seemed that he didn't. Someone told me that he prepared roses for me, but I let them died.
I was cruel.
“Heechul-ah,” I gulped. “If only I could go back in time, would you forgive me? If I could go back to that night, I would correct my attitude.”
He simpers. “But you know that we couldn’t turn back time.” He says, each of his words shows a presence of self-protection. “So, forget it already. I have to go now.”
He nods his head slightly and turns away.
“Wait,” I manage to reach out his hand and prevent him from leaving. “Can I get another chance? I promise this time I’ll do it right.”
He stares at me intensely, then slowly, really slowly, he pulls his right hand out from his coat’s pocket. He shows me a platina ring on his finger.
“I’m with Dongjun now,” he says. “Eversince you left me that time.”
“He never betrays.” Heechul adds.
My tongue goes numb. It’s too late. I say to my self. My hand let go of him.
“Sorry,” I mutter. “I’m really sorry.”
“Gwaenchana.” He put a straight face. ‘Well, I have to go now. See you.”
I keep repeating the word ‘sorry’, full of resentment while watching him leaving. But I know, and he knows, that we just couldn’t go back to that December.
Author:ichijo_rui
Rating: G
Pairing: Heeshik, mention of Heejun
Summary: an awkward moment when you did a stupid mistake in the past, and meet the person again later in the future.
A/N: I wrote this in blackout time yesterday (yes, I wrote in dark lol) Inspired by Taylor Swift's Back To December.
“How’s life?” That is the only thing that comes out from my mouth when we meet by accident. He changed a lot, I am quite surprised by his appearance now. He cuts his hair very short; and his cheek bone, somehow it looks clearer now. Is he eating well? My mind start to wonder; but nonetheless he looks even more handsome now. And it hurts my heart.
It’s been a year since the last time we met. Since that December.
“Great,” He puts an awkward smile. “How about…you?”
“Me?” I simper. I try to look into his eyes, but somehow he always manages to avoid it. “I’m good. Currently working on my new duet.” I said. And it just a plain stupidity to tell him about that, because the next thing he do is cocking his pretty eyebrows and ask “with who?”
“Kevin.” I reply, could not find another way except answering honestly. And suddenly things become awkward. It is awkward from the beginning, but now it’s getting even more intense.
“Ohh…” was the only word that he says. Both of us remain silent.
“Sorry…” I murmur. “Sorry because I left you that night.”
“Don’t be sorry.” He replies quickly. The two of us stand still, keeping a distance and we both avoid each other eyes. ‘What’s done is done.”
“But still, I feel terrible. I was still a kid that didn’t know what’s best for me that time.” I whisper, my chest hurt so much, but I know I’ve got to say this.
It was snowy that night. December 9th. It was his birthday, I could never forget.
He asked me on date, told me he had reserved a table for the two of us in a restaurant. He told me to come by 7, and I didn’t know why, but I agreed. I told him to wait for me there.
In fact, I never came.
I was too scared to come, somehow hesitated if he would confess to me. I spent my time with Kevin that night, and violently let him waiting for me alone in the restaurant. I counted every second I spent, wishing that he would stop waiting and just go back. But it seemed that he didn't. Someone told me that he prepared roses for me, but I let them died.
I was cruel.
“Heechul-ah,” I gulped. “If only I could go back in time, would you forgive me? If I could go back to that night, I would correct my attitude.”
He simpers. “But you know that we couldn’t turn back time.” He says, each of his words shows a presence of self-protection. “So, forget it already. I have to go now.”
He nods his head slightly and turns away.
“Wait,” I manage to reach out his hand and prevent him from leaving. “Can I get another chance? I promise this time I’ll do it right.”
He stares at me intensely, then slowly, really slowly, he pulls his right hand out from his coat’s pocket. He shows me a platina ring on his finger.
“I’m with Dongjun now,” he says. “Eversince you left me that time.”
“He never betrays.” Heechul adds.
My tongue goes numb. It’s too late. I say to my self. My hand let go of him.
“Sorry,” I mutter. “I’m really sorry.”
“Gwaenchana.” He put a straight face. ‘Well, I have to go now. See you.”
I keep repeating the word ‘sorry’, full of resentment while watching him leaving. But I know, and he knows, that we just couldn’t go back to that December.