Cardboard Boxes-ShiHan
“Siwon?”
The Chinese male murmured, dazed.
“What are you doing here?” He blinked, shock overriding confusion as he saw the man get on one knee, a small box in his hand.
“Will you marry me?”
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One year later…
“Thank you for picking me up.” He slammed the car door shut and reached for the seatbelt before pecking the man on the cheek. Geng returned the smile directed at him before looking out the blurry window.
“It’s not a problem. We’re going to be married after all.” Siwon chuckled softly, his cheeks pink at the thought of their upcoming wedding day. Of course it was months away, five months to be exact, in June.
“It sure is raining hard.” Geng murmured softly as he watched the raindrops on the window slide down one after another. His own hair was slightly damp from the rain, feeling soft yet prickly under his hand.
He leaned forward and pressed the radio button before stopping at a random channel. A soft, somber tune playing followed by a velvet voice that sang of sorrow and lost love.
He frozed.
“I’m getting married” is what you said to me. After that for a long time I was speechless
Then I cried they were your last words to me”
“It’s been playing a lot recently, a really popular song by this new singer. I like his voice, but the song’s rather sad, don’t you think?”
Geng nodded numbly as the man looked to him quizzically.
“Ah, yes. Sorry about that. It just sounded familiar that’s all. Must have heard it somewhere.” He murmured, curving his lips into a emotionless smile.
“For the only words I wanted to hear was that you loved me.”
END
A/N: Can you guess the song that Kyu is singing on the radio? Nothing belongs to me.