Colors Themed Fics
A Gray World for the Blind
Rating : G
Pairing : EunHae
Summary : He didn’t remember his parents, but it was okay, he was tough, because he was born for a purpose.
Warning : Unbetaed.
A/N : First installment of my three color themed fics. There is a plot connecting these color themed fics, if you squint, you may find it.
A Gray World for the Blind
“Hyuk.”
There was nothing more blissful than hearing his name being called, he ran immediately to the caller. Hyukjae swore no creature could be as beautiful as his caller. The warm light felt better when it hit his caller’s face and when his caller smiled, Hyukjae thought, maybe he was God because Hyukjae had never seen anyone as beautiful as him. And Hyukjae couldn’t be happier when he ran his fingers through Hyukjae’s coat, it sent happiness all over his body.
“I need to go to grocery.” He said, and Hyukjae was more than welcome to accompany him.
***************
Hyukjae didn’t remember his mom, he only remembered how warm his mom was when she secured him in her embrace during one cold night filled with flash and noisy scary noise, together with his other siblings. And he couldn’t remember the rest, he just remembered waking up in a strange surroundings and hands that handled him through months were firm and sometimes merciless, because he was born for a purpose, he was born to serve and protect only, he had to be tough and firm too, and Hyukjae didn’t mind because the hands were also kind-hearted.
But no one at his old surroundings, had hands like his master now, gentle, caring, and sweet, no one at his old surroundings had a smile like his master. No one had the eyes like his master, clear, transparent and calm. And his warmth, his warmth reminded Hyukjae of his mom, especially when his master allowed him to sleep next to him in those cold nights and embraced him.
The first time he was brought to his master, he knew even if he died to protect his master, he would do it happily, he would commit his faith to him, no matter what. Donghae, his master until his death.
“Hyukjae, has the cherry blossom bloomed?” Donghae asked at one srping day when they took their daily walk to the park near Donghae’s apartment.
“Is there any cherry blossom tree at this park anyway?” Donghae continued. “But I think there is, I can smell it.”
“Tell me, Hyuk, is the color really pink? Like really pink? Without any gradation? And are there any other flowers here? What’s its color?”
Hyukjae titled his head, “Color? What’s color?” Everything was pretty much the same for him. He had no idea what his master was talking about now. He never knew anything like the thing his master called earlier, his old surroundings didn’t tell him that thing. But he hoped his master didn’t mind if he didn’t know what color was.
Donghae laughed, “I see, I bet it’s really beautiful here.”
***************
“Here, Hyuk. Come here, I am okay.” Donghae called.
But Hyukjae only stayed at the corner of the room, head bowed to the floor. He failed. He failed at protecting his master and as the result, one of his master gentle hands was covered by weird thing.
“Hyuk.” Hyukjae felt Donghae’s hand touch his head. “I am okay.”
“I am sorry, Donghae. I am sorry, Master.”
“It’s okay, it’s my own fault falling from the stairs.” Donghae embraced him gently.
***************
He shouldn’t fail this time. Once was enough. He didn’t want to hear Donghae’ scream anymore. So when a unfamiliar man intercepted them while they were taking their way home, and a few minutes later he grabbed Donghae’s hand forcefully, Hyukjae knew, his master was in danger.
Hyukjae did as he used to be tell back in his surroundings, calling for help, seeking for attention, but there was no one around at this time, Hyukjae wondered why. As he knew seeking for attention wouldn’t help, he did the last thing he knew, he barked before he jumped and he bit the stranger’s hand which grabbed his master, as hard as he could. He was born with canines not for nothing.
Hyukjae heard two scream, the stranger’s painful scream and Donghae screamed his name.
Hyukjae growled, ready on his four feet, standing in front of Donghae, as the stranger stepped back, cursed in pain. Hyukjae could feel thick liquid on his mouth and it tasted weird.
“Crazy dog!” The stranger shouted as he took out something from his pocket.
Hyukjae was ready to run, attacking the stranger, but he couldn’t move, he only heard a loud bang sound before and in less than a second, something intruded his stomach and pain was all over his body. He could hear his master shriek, louder than when he fell from the stairs, calling his name and he himself fell on the hard sidewalk.
“Hyukjae, Hyukjae, Hyukjae!” Hyukjae saw the stranger ran away and Donghae knelt on the sidewalk, his hand fumbled the sidewalk shakily.
“Hyukjae, Hyukjae, where are you? Hyukjae, are you okay?” Donghae searched for Hyukjae.
“Hyukjae.” Finally Donghae’s hands found him.
“Hyukjae, Hyukjae, what’s the bang sound? Did you get shot?” Donghae checked Hyukjae’s body with his hands.
Hyukjae wanted to tell him ‘He was okay if Donghae was okay, it was okay, master was not harmed. It was okay’ but only weak barking came out.
“Hyukjae.” Donghae’s voice was shaky as he felt thick liquid came out from Hyukjae’s abdomen, staining Hyukjae’s gray fur.
“Somebody help!” Donghae shrieked, his shaky hands embraced Hyukjae’s weak body, tears started to stream down from his eyes.
“Someone help! My dog got shot!” Donghae cried hard.
Hyukjae licked the liquid coming out from Donghae’s eyes. Maybe it could stop the salty liquid from staining his master beautiful face, Hyukjae thought.
“Hyuk, don’t die, please.” Donghae cried harder, his hand touched Hyukjae face. “Please.”
“It’s okay, Master. I’m okay.” But again, only weak barks came out.
“Master, I am sorry, I don’t know what color is, but next time I will know it.”
Hyukjae wasn’t sure, but slowly he couldn’t hear Donghae’s voice anymore, and everything went dark.
~End of A Grey World for the Blind~
Comments are highly appreciated.
And thank you in advance silent readers for reading without bothering to leave any comment, good day with your day! (i am watching you anyway).
And Happy Valentine Day!
Rating : G
Pairing : EunHae
Summary : He didn’t remember his parents, but it was okay, he was tough, because he was born for a purpose.
Warning : Unbetaed.
A/N : First installment of my three color themed fics. There is a plot connecting these color themed fics, if you squint, you may find it.
A Gray World for the Blind
“Hyuk.”
There was nothing more blissful than hearing his name being called, he ran immediately to the caller. Hyukjae swore no creature could be as beautiful as his caller. The warm light felt better when it hit his caller’s face and when his caller smiled, Hyukjae thought, maybe he was God because Hyukjae had never seen anyone as beautiful as him. And Hyukjae couldn’t be happier when he ran his fingers through Hyukjae’s coat, it sent happiness all over his body.
“I need to go to grocery.” He said, and Hyukjae was more than welcome to accompany him.
***************
Hyukjae didn’t remember his mom, he only remembered how warm his mom was when she secured him in her embrace during one cold night filled with flash and noisy scary noise, together with his other siblings. And he couldn’t remember the rest, he just remembered waking up in a strange surroundings and hands that handled him through months were firm and sometimes merciless, because he was born for a purpose, he was born to serve and protect only, he had to be tough and firm too, and Hyukjae didn’t mind because the hands were also kind-hearted.
But no one at his old surroundings, had hands like his master now, gentle, caring, and sweet, no one at his old surroundings had a smile like his master. No one had the eyes like his master, clear, transparent and calm. And his warmth, his warmth reminded Hyukjae of his mom, especially when his master allowed him to sleep next to him in those cold nights and embraced him.
The first time he was brought to his master, he knew even if he died to protect his master, he would do it happily, he would commit his faith to him, no matter what. Donghae, his master until his death.
“Hyukjae, has the cherry blossom bloomed?” Donghae asked at one srping day when they took their daily walk to the park near Donghae’s apartment.
“Is there any cherry blossom tree at this park anyway?” Donghae continued. “But I think there is, I can smell it.”
“Tell me, Hyuk, is the color really pink? Like really pink? Without any gradation? And are there any other flowers here? What’s its color?”
Hyukjae titled his head, “Color? What’s color?” Everything was pretty much the same for him. He had no idea what his master was talking about now. He never knew anything like the thing his master called earlier, his old surroundings didn’t tell him that thing. But he hoped his master didn’t mind if he didn’t know what color was.
Donghae laughed, “I see, I bet it’s really beautiful here.”
***************
“Here, Hyuk. Come here, I am okay.” Donghae called.
But Hyukjae only stayed at the corner of the room, head bowed to the floor. He failed. He failed at protecting his master and as the result, one of his master gentle hands was covered by weird thing.
“Hyuk.” Hyukjae felt Donghae’s hand touch his head. “I am okay.”
“I am sorry, Donghae. I am sorry, Master.”
“It’s okay, it’s my own fault falling from the stairs.” Donghae embraced him gently.
***************
He shouldn’t fail this time. Once was enough. He didn’t want to hear Donghae’ scream anymore. So when a unfamiliar man intercepted them while they were taking their way home, and a few minutes later he grabbed Donghae’s hand forcefully, Hyukjae knew, his master was in danger.
Hyukjae did as he used to be tell back in his surroundings, calling for help, seeking for attention, but there was no one around at this time, Hyukjae wondered why. As he knew seeking for attention wouldn’t help, he did the last thing he knew, he barked before he jumped and he bit the stranger’s hand which grabbed his master, as hard as he could. He was born with canines not for nothing.
Hyukjae heard two scream, the stranger’s painful scream and Donghae screamed his name.
Hyukjae growled, ready on his four feet, standing in front of Donghae, as the stranger stepped back, cursed in pain. Hyukjae could feel thick liquid on his mouth and it tasted weird.
“Crazy dog!” The stranger shouted as he took out something from his pocket.
Hyukjae was ready to run, attacking the stranger, but he couldn’t move, he only heard a loud bang sound before and in less than a second, something intruded his stomach and pain was all over his body. He could hear his master shriek, louder than when he fell from the stairs, calling his name and he himself fell on the hard sidewalk.
“Hyukjae, Hyukjae, Hyukjae!” Hyukjae saw the stranger ran away and Donghae knelt on the sidewalk, his hand fumbled the sidewalk shakily.
“Hyukjae, Hyukjae, where are you? Hyukjae, are you okay?” Donghae searched for Hyukjae.
“Hyukjae.” Finally Donghae’s hands found him.
“Hyukjae, Hyukjae, what’s the bang sound? Did you get shot?” Donghae checked Hyukjae’s body with his hands.
Hyukjae wanted to tell him ‘He was okay if Donghae was okay, it was okay, master was not harmed. It was okay’ but only weak barking came out.
“Hyukjae.” Donghae’s voice was shaky as he felt thick liquid came out from Hyukjae’s abdomen, staining Hyukjae’s gray fur.
“Somebody help!” Donghae shrieked, his shaky hands embraced Hyukjae’s weak body, tears started to stream down from his eyes.
“Someone help! My dog got shot!” Donghae cried hard.
Hyukjae licked the liquid coming out from Donghae’s eyes. Maybe it could stop the salty liquid from staining his master beautiful face, Hyukjae thought.
“Hyuk, don’t die, please.” Donghae cried harder, his hand touched Hyukjae face. “Please.”
“It’s okay, Master. I’m okay.” But again, only weak barks came out.
“Master, I am sorry, I don’t know what color is, but next time I will know it.”
Hyukjae wasn’t sure, but slowly he couldn’t hear Donghae’s voice anymore, and everything went dark.
~End of A Grey World for the Blind~
Comments are highly appreciated.
And thank you in advance silent readers for reading without bothering to leave any comment, good day with your day! (i am watching you anyway).
And Happy Valentine Day!