Remembrance
Title: Remembrance
Characters/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Donghae
Genre: Angst
Type: One-shot
Word Count: 932
Rating: PG
A/N: Song lyrics are from Snow Patrol's Crack The Shutters.
Summary: What if you can choose any day to relive?
What if you can choose any day to relive?
You cool your bedwarm hands down
On the broken radiator
When you lay them freezing on me
I mumble can you wake me later
We're young and broke, but we're happy. The winter digs its teeth really deep these past few years, but we've formed our own little refuge here under these covers. Two pulses of warmth beat together and small, sheltered from the constant storm outside.
"Wake up, Kyuhyun-ah..."
You whisper in my ear, placing a kiss on the nook just under it. I groan in a protest and I can hear you chuckle, your cold hand slipping down over my bare back. "You're going to be late." That's you humming against my shoulder blade, and your lips leaving a trail of kisses.
You always say that.
There is nothing left to be late to. Not anymore.
I already am.
But I don't really want you to stop
And you know it so it doesn't stop you
I like how it's just your hands that are cold, but the rest of you are warm. I take a deep sigh, expanding and filling my lungs with your faint scent, absorbing your body heat with my skin. I want your warmth to last. You're always overflowing with it, I can steal a little, can't I?
I turn on my back, looking up. Your arm flexes on each sides of my body, forming a cage I would never want to escape from. Your lips slowly spread out in a delicate smile. A smile only particular to Donghae. I reach up my hands, removing the strays of hair that fall over your eyes. "Hyung..." I start, running my fingers across your jawline, down your neck, painting your curves in my memory. "Can we just stay like this, forever?"
I realize if I can freeze one second for eternity, this would be it.
You just laugh and reach down to kiss me softly on the lips. "Sure, Kyuhyun." And all I can think about is, you lie.
And just watch you as the rays
Tangle up around your face and body
I could sit here for hours
Finding new ways to be awed each minute
Nobody could ever promise another person eternity.
All you can give is a promise of a second. One second. Now. If you're lucky you can collect enough until they make up a moment.
It's funny. I seem to discover something new each morning, waking up beside you. Like, one day I noticed that running a finger along your left jawline leaves no effect, while running one along your right then taking a dip down the side of your neck does. You would burst out into a laugh and say that it tickles. That was the same day I found out that your laugh is the only thing that make sense in my world. What makes everything doesn't when it's gone.
I want to keep finding these new little surprises each day. These little moments. Every day for the rest of our lives.
What would I give to be able to do that?
You rest your head on my chest and sigh something about staying in for the day. I mumble quietly against your hair. You should have. None of this would ever happen if you did.
'Cause the daylight seems to want you
Just as much as I want you
There is a distant beeping noise and I sit up in panic. You look up to me, still smiling, unaware of everything. I pull you in for a desperate kiss, whispering against your lips. "I love you." There are tears on my cheeks as I press my lips to yours, trying to hold on. To congeal these last seconds into my memory.
You disappear.
There is only the constant beeping noise getting louder as our bright white room fades into the grey dingy walls, and I haul myself to get up off the chair, careful as to not accidentally ripping any cables out, especially the one plunged into my spine. Pushing on a few buttons brings the loud beeping down in an instant, leaving only the static hums of the machine.
Kyuhyun, stop. I can hear your voice in my mind. I shook my head slowly. What I keep doing, it will cost me my life. But I can't stop. My life is you. It's what's real. Being out here, isn't.
There is an empty syringe on the aluminium rack next to the chair and I reach out to it, filling it full with blue liquid from a small bottle, and then emptying it all out into my vein.
I push a few buttons and turn a knob. The machine whirs up to life as I set myself back down on the reclined chair. Almost instantly, there's the familiar blur slipping over my mind and lulling me back into sleep, followed by the sharp jerking pain on the back of my head I've now been too used to.
What if you can choose any day to relive?
I wake up back to the constant storm outside our window. To your fingers cooled down over the broken radiator, playing lazy circles over my chest. To you, smiling and alive.
This is the day I have chosen to keep reliving.
FIN.
A/N: I don't usually write angsty, serious fics... I should probably just stick to fluff OTL I always love sci-fi and am intrigued by how the brain works, how one could go and run away into it, confusing it with reality, like Christopher Nolan's Inception, Fringe, and The Matrix. The song is actually a happy song, about a perfect moment.
Characters/Pairing: Kyuhyun/Donghae
Genre: Angst
Type: One-shot
Word Count: 932
Rating: PG
A/N: Song lyrics are from Snow Patrol's Crack The Shutters.
Summary: What if you can choose any day to relive?
What if you can choose any day to relive?
You cool your bedwarm hands down
On the broken radiator
When you lay them freezing on me
I mumble can you wake me later
We're young and broke, but we're happy. The winter digs its teeth really deep these past few years, but we've formed our own little refuge here under these covers. Two pulses of warmth beat together and small, sheltered from the constant storm outside.
"Wake up, Kyuhyun-ah..."
You whisper in my ear, placing a kiss on the nook just under it. I groan in a protest and I can hear you chuckle, your cold hand slipping down over my bare back. "You're going to be late." That's you humming against my shoulder blade, and your lips leaving a trail of kisses.
You always say that.
There is nothing left to be late to. Not anymore.
I already am.
But I don't really want you to stop
And you know it so it doesn't stop you
I like how it's just your hands that are cold, but the rest of you are warm. I take a deep sigh, expanding and filling my lungs with your faint scent, absorbing your body heat with my skin. I want your warmth to last. You're always overflowing with it, I can steal a little, can't I?
I turn on my back, looking up. Your arm flexes on each sides of my body, forming a cage I would never want to escape from. Your lips slowly spread out in a delicate smile. A smile only particular to Donghae. I reach up my hands, removing the strays of hair that fall over your eyes. "Hyung..." I start, running my fingers across your jawline, down your neck, painting your curves in my memory. "Can we just stay like this, forever?"
I realize if I can freeze one second for eternity, this would be it.
You just laugh and reach down to kiss me softly on the lips. "Sure, Kyuhyun." And all I can think about is, you lie.
And just watch you as the rays
Tangle up around your face and body
I could sit here for hours
Finding new ways to be awed each minute
Nobody could ever promise another person eternity.
All you can give is a promise of a second. One second. Now. If you're lucky you can collect enough until they make up a moment.
It's funny. I seem to discover something new each morning, waking up beside you. Like, one day I noticed that running a finger along your left jawline leaves no effect, while running one along your right then taking a dip down the side of your neck does. You would burst out into a laugh and say that it tickles. That was the same day I found out that your laugh is the only thing that make sense in my world. What makes everything doesn't when it's gone.
I want to keep finding these new little surprises each day. These little moments. Every day for the rest of our lives.
What would I give to be able to do that?
You rest your head on my chest and sigh something about staying in for the day. I mumble quietly against your hair. You should have. None of this would ever happen if you did.
'Cause the daylight seems to want you
Just as much as I want you
There is a distant beeping noise and I sit up in panic. You look up to me, still smiling, unaware of everything. I pull you in for a desperate kiss, whispering against your lips. "I love you." There are tears on my cheeks as I press my lips to yours, trying to hold on. To congeal these last seconds into my memory.
You disappear.
There is only the constant beeping noise getting louder as our bright white room fades into the grey dingy walls, and I haul myself to get up off the chair, careful as to not accidentally ripping any cables out, especially the one plunged into my spine. Pushing on a few buttons brings the loud beeping down in an instant, leaving only the static hums of the machine.
Kyuhyun, stop. I can hear your voice in my mind. I shook my head slowly. What I keep doing, it will cost me my life. But I can't stop. My life is you. It's what's real. Being out here, isn't.
There is an empty syringe on the aluminium rack next to the chair and I reach out to it, filling it full with blue liquid from a small bottle, and then emptying it all out into my vein.
I push a few buttons and turn a knob. The machine whirs up to life as I set myself back down on the reclined chair. Almost instantly, there's the familiar blur slipping over my mind and lulling me back into sleep, followed by the sharp jerking pain on the back of my head I've now been too used to.
What if you can choose any day to relive?
I wake up back to the constant storm outside our window. To your fingers cooled down over the broken radiator, playing lazy circles over my chest. To you, smiling and alive.
This is the day I have chosen to keep reliving.
FIN.
A/N: I don't usually write angsty, serious fics... I should probably just stick to fluff OTL I always love sci-fi and am intrigued by how the brain works, how one could go and run away into it, confusing it with reality, like Christopher Nolan's Inception, Fringe, and The Matrix. The song is actually a happy song, about a perfect moment.