恋の予感; Our Story Will Never End
Title: 恋の予感; Our Story Will Never End
Pairing: Suho/D.O.
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: This is a story of love.
Note: I hate it when songs give me so much feels. Plus the fact that I can easily hear Suho’s voice in this song (which you may or may not play or listen to while reading this) (I am not forcing you though) (really) isn’t helping. This photo is also a culprit. Please bear with the word vomit.
01
Junmyeon sits on a bench by the school gates, hands on both sides, his limbs swinging, feet never touching the ground. He’s alone, but he somehow enjoys the solitude. His gaze follows the other kids his age dashing towards a nearby playground to his right, and he smiles, a really wide one, as if he can feel their excitement.
He shifts his gaze to his left, and he jerks in surprise. Standing there is someone he hasn’t seen before, a kid looking at him with wide eyes.
“Hi,” the stranger kid greets. “I’m Kyungsoo. What’s your name?”
Junmyeon blinks. “Hello. I’m Junmyeon.”
Kyungsoo smiles at him, the sides of his eyes crinkling. “Let’s play,” he says, stretching his small arms to his direction.
Junmyeon, for a minute, doesn’t understand what the gesture means, his eyes moving from Kyungsoo’s face to his open hands. He hesitates at first, but it doesn’t take too long before he decides to reach for it. He gives Kyungsoo a small smile and jumps off the bench.
02
Junmyeon fidgets as he enters the school gates, his hands cold despite the humid weather. He’s nervous; anyone can tell with the way he very slowly drags his legs as he enters the school grounds, eyeing students who rush past him.
“Hey,” somebody greets from behind. Junmyeon makes an apparently awkward jerk before turning around. Kyungsoo is there, standing before him, eyes twinkling in amusement. He snickers and asks, “Why are you nervous?”
“I’m new to this place. What do you expect me to feel like?” Junmyeon mumbles, face heating up at being caught in such a vulnerable position.
Kyungsoo sighs and smiles. He then reaches for Junmyeon’s hand and squeezes it tightly. “Wow, you’re too cold,” he comments, sandwiching Junmyeon’s palm in between his hands. “Come on, it’s okay. Your best friend is here.”
Junmyeon smiles back, feeling a lot better. “Thanks.”
03
“Where exactly-woah-are we going?” Junmyeon asks. He almost trips over a step, but Kyungsoo continues to drag him downstairs from his room.
“Just wait, hyung!” Kyungsoo answers excitedly.
They exit the building, passing by the soccer field and a couple of other more buildings until they reach an open ground, a huge old tree standing middle of it. It’s cool from where they are, the breeze freely flowing through the empty meadows. Junmyeon amuses himself at the fact that such a place exists within school grounds.
“How did you find this?” Junmyeon asks, turning to the younger.
“I just stumbled upon this place yesterday,” Kyungsoo answers. “I don’t think a lot of people know this. And besides, you like quiet places and I don’t have problems with that. We can stay here during breaks,” he continues, smiling.
Junmyeon notices how Kyungsoo doesn’t let go of his hand as they walk around a good spot to sit under the tree. He thinks his chest feels warm and a bit overwhelmed.
04
“You don’t really have to do that!” Kyungsoo exclaims, holding Junmyeon by the hand to keep him in place.
Junmyeon flinches as the other dabs cotton on a bad bruise under his right eye. “But he just threw insults at yo-ouch! That hurts!” he yelps, eyes becoming teary when Kyungsoo intentionally touches the wound harder than necessary.
“I told you to ignore him. I’m used to it anyway,” Kyungsoo says.
“No one calls my best friend names other than 'Kyungsoo'!” Junmyeon cries with conviction, and the other lets out a small laugh. He blinks.
“You’re being childish again,” Kyungsoo says as he reaches for another cotton ball and dabs it with ointment. He tightens his grip on Junmyeon’s arm this time, pulling it closer to him so the older won’t push himself away when he touches the wound.
"Or maybe I can call you Squishy Baby Soo-wait-that-oh shit! That hurts! Ow!”
“Stay put, will you, hyung?!”
05
“This won’t take too long, Soo, I promise,” Junmyeon reassures as he continues to pull Kyungsoo with him.
“You better make sure this is a matter of life and death because I still have a report to finish, I don’t want to get yelled at by my prof-oh my fucking god, Junmyeon, I have an exam tomorrow, wait, we need to get back to my dorm and oh, why are we in the rooftop, you know what-”
When they finally reach the far end of the rooftop, Junmyeon intertwines his fingers with Kyungsoo’s. He quickly pulls the younger closer to him, a hand placed on the back that so that he’s practically hugging the other, although they may look like they’re about to dance the waltz.
“Yeah, you know what,” Junmyeon says, a sudden warmth surging inside him. “Since we’re in a hurry, I’ll just blurt it out. I think I love you, Kyungsoo.”
With that, he leans his head forward, closing the gap between their faces, his eager lips pressing against Kyungsoo’s. Kyungsoo’s eyes widen in shock, slightly gasping in utter surprise, but he soon smiles as he melts into the kiss.
It lasts for several seconds when Kyungsoo decides to break it. “Wait, wait!” he says. His voice slightly rises, and Junmyeon’s face expresses alarm and slight disappointment. Kyungsoo heaves a deep sigh.
Junmyeon chuckles. “So?”
Kyungsoo grins. “Yeah. Let’s get this straight. I love you, too.” He grabs Junmyeon’s face for a deeper kiss.
06
When Junmyeon wakes up, he is greeted by a ceiling he’s pretty sure isn’t in his room. It’s unusually bright, too, and to think that the lights in his room aren’t this bright. He blinks, adjusting his sight as the early sunlight permeates the curtains straight to his bed. He slowly pushes himself up to a sitting position to take a good look of his surroundings and realizes he’s in a hospital room. He tries to remember what happened, but the last image he can think of is of him reaching for their apartment’s doorknob and everything suddenly becoming black.
He snaps out of his confused reverie when he feels something warm covering his palms. When he turns, he sees Kyungsoo sleeping next to his bed, the younger one’s holding him lightly.
Kyungsoo suddenly wakes up after a while. “Oh.” His voice is hoarse and his eyes are red. “You’re up. You fainted yesterday.”
Junmyeon blinks, and he doesn’t expect Kyungsoo to suddenly slap him on the head. It’s not too strong to actually hurt, but he winces at the slight pain that comes after. “What was that for?” he snaps.
“Don’t do that again!” Kyungsoo exclaims, and he becomes teary, his grip on Junmyeon’s hand tightening. He sniffs and he uses his other hand to wipe his eyes. “You got me worried! Why do you always take overtime shifts? I’ve told you you might get sick. You don’t even drink your vitamins. You don’t listen to me. Don’t you do it again, Kim Junmyeon, don’t do that again!”
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again. I'm okay, promise," Junmyeon says, although slightly confused and guilty. When Kyungsoo has calmed down somewhat, he adds, "Can we talk about this later? Let's sleep again." A yawn comes out of his mouth to emphasize his point.
“I even made you kimchi fried rice last night,” Kyungsoo mumbles and makes another loud, indignant sniff but dozes off afterwards. Junmyeon chuckles and slides himself under the blanket.
“I won’t feel better if I don’t get a kiss,” Junmyeon mutters. He can feel Kyungsoo’s grip on his hand become tighter and soon enough, he rises from his seat and plants a quick kiss on Junmyeon’s lips.
“Let’s sleep?” Kyungsoo asks, smiling.
Junmyeon bites his lower lip in an attempt to hide his bliss. He nods and closes his eyes.
07
Junmyeon holds Kyungsoo’s hands.
“I, Kim Junmyeon, take you, Do Kyungsoo, for my lawful partner, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”
08
Kyungsoo keeps his hands in Junmyeon’s grasp.
“I, Do Kyungsoo, take you, Kim Junmyeon, for my lawful partner, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”
More notes:
1. This is dedicated to all the Suho/D.O. stans I know. Sarangaja ♥!
2. Let me just cry and hug and kiss (ofc you won’t allow that I kid okay) tsunderellasays for reading over my draft and correcting grammar errors because English and I aren't really good friends.
3. I searched the translation of Peter Pan and wow this feel-good song is actually a not-so-happy one it betrayed me omg ~(TT____TT ~)
4. Comments will be highly appreciated. Thank you so much! XD
Pairing: Suho/D.O.
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: This is a story of love.
Note: I hate it when songs give me so much feels. Plus the fact that I can easily hear Suho’s voice in this song (which you may or may not play or listen to while reading this) (I am not forcing you though) (really) isn’t helping. This photo is also a culprit. Please bear with the word vomit.
01
Junmyeon sits on a bench by the school gates, hands on both sides, his limbs swinging, feet never touching the ground. He’s alone, but he somehow enjoys the solitude. His gaze follows the other kids his age dashing towards a nearby playground to his right, and he smiles, a really wide one, as if he can feel their excitement.
He shifts his gaze to his left, and he jerks in surprise. Standing there is someone he hasn’t seen before, a kid looking at him with wide eyes.
“Hi,” the stranger kid greets. “I’m Kyungsoo. What’s your name?”
Junmyeon blinks. “Hello. I’m Junmyeon.”
Kyungsoo smiles at him, the sides of his eyes crinkling. “Let’s play,” he says, stretching his small arms to his direction.
Junmyeon, for a minute, doesn’t understand what the gesture means, his eyes moving from Kyungsoo’s face to his open hands. He hesitates at first, but it doesn’t take too long before he decides to reach for it. He gives Kyungsoo a small smile and jumps off the bench.
02
Junmyeon fidgets as he enters the school gates, his hands cold despite the humid weather. He’s nervous; anyone can tell with the way he very slowly drags his legs as he enters the school grounds, eyeing students who rush past him.
“Hey,” somebody greets from behind. Junmyeon makes an apparently awkward jerk before turning around. Kyungsoo is there, standing before him, eyes twinkling in amusement. He snickers and asks, “Why are you nervous?”
“I’m new to this place. What do you expect me to feel like?” Junmyeon mumbles, face heating up at being caught in such a vulnerable position.
Kyungsoo sighs and smiles. He then reaches for Junmyeon’s hand and squeezes it tightly. “Wow, you’re too cold,” he comments, sandwiching Junmyeon’s palm in between his hands. “Come on, it’s okay. Your best friend is here.”
Junmyeon smiles back, feeling a lot better. “Thanks.”
03
“Where exactly-woah-are we going?” Junmyeon asks. He almost trips over a step, but Kyungsoo continues to drag him downstairs from his room.
“Just wait, hyung!” Kyungsoo answers excitedly.
They exit the building, passing by the soccer field and a couple of other more buildings until they reach an open ground, a huge old tree standing middle of it. It’s cool from where they are, the breeze freely flowing through the empty meadows. Junmyeon amuses himself at the fact that such a place exists within school grounds.
“How did you find this?” Junmyeon asks, turning to the younger.
“I just stumbled upon this place yesterday,” Kyungsoo answers. “I don’t think a lot of people know this. And besides, you like quiet places and I don’t have problems with that. We can stay here during breaks,” he continues, smiling.
Junmyeon notices how Kyungsoo doesn’t let go of his hand as they walk around a good spot to sit under the tree. He thinks his chest feels warm and a bit overwhelmed.
04
“You don’t really have to do that!” Kyungsoo exclaims, holding Junmyeon by the hand to keep him in place.
Junmyeon flinches as the other dabs cotton on a bad bruise under his right eye. “But he just threw insults at yo-ouch! That hurts!” he yelps, eyes becoming teary when Kyungsoo intentionally touches the wound harder than necessary.
“I told you to ignore him. I’m used to it anyway,” Kyungsoo says.
“No one calls my best friend names other than 'Kyungsoo'!” Junmyeon cries with conviction, and the other lets out a small laugh. He blinks.
“You’re being childish again,” Kyungsoo says as he reaches for another cotton ball and dabs it with ointment. He tightens his grip on Junmyeon’s arm this time, pulling it closer to him so the older won’t push himself away when he touches the wound.
"Or maybe I can call you Squishy Baby Soo-wait-that-oh shit! That hurts! Ow!”
“Stay put, will you, hyung?!”
05
“This won’t take too long, Soo, I promise,” Junmyeon reassures as he continues to pull Kyungsoo with him.
“You better make sure this is a matter of life and death because I still have a report to finish, I don’t want to get yelled at by my prof-oh my fucking god, Junmyeon, I have an exam tomorrow, wait, we need to get back to my dorm and oh, why are we in the rooftop, you know what-”
When they finally reach the far end of the rooftop, Junmyeon intertwines his fingers with Kyungsoo’s. He quickly pulls the younger closer to him, a hand placed on the back that so that he’s practically hugging the other, although they may look like they’re about to dance the waltz.
“Yeah, you know what,” Junmyeon says, a sudden warmth surging inside him. “Since we’re in a hurry, I’ll just blurt it out. I think I love you, Kyungsoo.”
With that, he leans his head forward, closing the gap between their faces, his eager lips pressing against Kyungsoo’s. Kyungsoo’s eyes widen in shock, slightly gasping in utter surprise, but he soon smiles as he melts into the kiss.
It lasts for several seconds when Kyungsoo decides to break it. “Wait, wait!” he says. His voice slightly rises, and Junmyeon’s face expresses alarm and slight disappointment. Kyungsoo heaves a deep sigh.
Junmyeon chuckles. “So?”
Kyungsoo grins. “Yeah. Let’s get this straight. I love you, too.” He grabs Junmyeon’s face for a deeper kiss.
06
When Junmyeon wakes up, he is greeted by a ceiling he’s pretty sure isn’t in his room. It’s unusually bright, too, and to think that the lights in his room aren’t this bright. He blinks, adjusting his sight as the early sunlight permeates the curtains straight to his bed. He slowly pushes himself up to a sitting position to take a good look of his surroundings and realizes he’s in a hospital room. He tries to remember what happened, but the last image he can think of is of him reaching for their apartment’s doorknob and everything suddenly becoming black.
He snaps out of his confused reverie when he feels something warm covering his palms. When he turns, he sees Kyungsoo sleeping next to his bed, the younger one’s holding him lightly.
Kyungsoo suddenly wakes up after a while. “Oh.” His voice is hoarse and his eyes are red. “You’re up. You fainted yesterday.”
Junmyeon blinks, and he doesn’t expect Kyungsoo to suddenly slap him on the head. It’s not too strong to actually hurt, but he winces at the slight pain that comes after. “What was that for?” he snaps.
“Don’t do that again!” Kyungsoo exclaims, and he becomes teary, his grip on Junmyeon’s hand tightening. He sniffs and he uses his other hand to wipe his eyes. “You got me worried! Why do you always take overtime shifts? I’ve told you you might get sick. You don’t even drink your vitamins. You don’t listen to me. Don’t you do it again, Kim Junmyeon, don’t do that again!”
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again. I'm okay, promise," Junmyeon says, although slightly confused and guilty. When Kyungsoo has calmed down somewhat, he adds, "Can we talk about this later? Let's sleep again." A yawn comes out of his mouth to emphasize his point.
“I even made you kimchi fried rice last night,” Kyungsoo mumbles and makes another loud, indignant sniff but dozes off afterwards. Junmyeon chuckles and slides himself under the blanket.
“I won’t feel better if I don’t get a kiss,” Junmyeon mutters. He can feel Kyungsoo’s grip on his hand become tighter and soon enough, he rises from his seat and plants a quick kiss on Junmyeon’s lips.
“Let’s sleep?” Kyungsoo asks, smiling.
Junmyeon bites his lower lip in an attempt to hide his bliss. He nods and closes his eyes.
07
Junmyeon holds Kyungsoo’s hands.
“I, Kim Junmyeon, take you, Do Kyungsoo, for my lawful partner, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”
08
Kyungsoo keeps his hands in Junmyeon’s grasp.
“I, Do Kyungsoo, take you, Kim Junmyeon, for my lawful partner, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”
More notes:
1. This is dedicated to all the Suho/D.O. stans I know. Sarangaja ♥!
2. Let me just cry and hug and kiss (ofc you won’t allow that I kid okay) tsunderellasays for reading over my draft and correcting grammar errors because English and I aren't really good friends.
3. I searched the translation of Peter Pan and wow this feel-good song is actually a not-so-happy one it betrayed me omg ~(TT____TT ~)
4. Comments will be highly appreciated. Thank you so much! XD