Good Luck
Good Luck
[o2:Call - 2nd Theme]
Yunho/Jaejoong
PG-13, drabble
angst, romance
Disclaimer : they belong to themselves.
Summary : a short call, a short remedy for us...
*click*
You turn off the television right after his performance ended. His, or exactly their, performance ended smoothly without any incident. Fans still chanted their names, girls still screamed over their name and their group. You, who were watching faraway from the stage, feel nothing about their stage. You still feel empty even sound of hundred fan girls still blares faintly in your head. The stage was definitely missing something. Something that filled with three common men and one enormous aura.
You get off from the sofa and back to your job as a composer. You like to compose songs, because you believe your songs, as a representative of your heart, will deliver your sadness, happiness, hope ad love to all of your listeners.
Suddenly, a usual name appears on your phone. He sent you a message quickly after the stage.
We’re doing great, aren’t we?
You smile as you read his message. You decide not to reply his message with another text but press the call button, you really don’t want to lose your moment right now.
“Hey…”
“How is it?”
“Yeah, both of you were doing great. Always.”
“How is the other?”
“Chun is doing fine with his own world, but Junsu…“
“This thing is getting bigger and worsen…“
You’re thinking for awhile. He is right, all of these things started two years ago with a small quarrel with your company. That small thing is now getting worsen than you’re expected.
“Fans are slowly getting apart, antis are getting harsher-“
“We’re getting weaker…”
“Hey, where is the tough aura that you showed minutes ago?”
“Don’t be silly, Jae. Last time I showed that kind of aura was two years ago, in our Mirotic and Wrong Number stages.”
“Hey, do you know? I miss to show my charismatic side on stage like 2 years ago.”
Silence slowly grows between you and him. Your fingers unconsciously playing the nearest pen and writing random words on the paper.
“Jae…”
“Hmm?”
“Just don’t be like our brother.”
“I…we…don’t know yet about what happen next.”
“Just don’t, Jae. I believe it’ll come to us.”
“A comeback stage with TVXQ as five?”
“With thousands of fangirl screaming our name…”
“With our dearest members…”
You stare at your half-filled paper. It was written with larger size than the others: 동방신기
“Hey, say my gratitude to our most handsome…”
“Me?”
“You cannot be compared with him.”
“Woaah, you’re serious.”
“But, you’re my most handsome..”
You can feel that he smiles out there even he doesn’t say anything. You wonder, he may sense that you’re smiling just with his real voice filling your ears and brain. Once again, you don’t realize that you write his name under the name of your legendary group: 정윤호
“Take care…”
“Have a good rest for your next comeback stage.”
He ends the call first, leaving you dumbfounded with your phone still attached to your left ear. Slowly you put your phone far from your sight and looking at random words on the paper that you wrote before. You fold the paper and save it in the drawer.
“Good luck to us.”
END
Author's comment :
New drabble ! I choose to post it without grammar fix from my beta, Jessie, since I just know that she disappear for awhile *0*
Inspired by HoMin's comeback stage in Music Bank last week, it just hotness overload there *________________*
I wrote it just for 30 minutes, so i'm sorry once again if there is some grammar errors.
Comments and loves are always appreciated :DD
[o2:Call - 2nd Theme]
Yunho/Jaejoong
PG-13, drabble
angst, romance
Disclaimer : they belong to themselves.
Summary : a short call, a short remedy for us...
*click*
You turn off the television right after his performance ended. His, or exactly their, performance ended smoothly without any incident. Fans still chanted their names, girls still screamed over their name and their group. You, who were watching faraway from the stage, feel nothing about their stage. You still feel empty even sound of hundred fan girls still blares faintly in your head. The stage was definitely missing something. Something that filled with three common men and one enormous aura.
You get off from the sofa and back to your job as a composer. You like to compose songs, because you believe your songs, as a representative of your heart, will deliver your sadness, happiness, hope ad love to all of your listeners.
Suddenly, a usual name appears on your phone. He sent you a message quickly after the stage.
We’re doing great, aren’t we?
You smile as you read his message. You decide not to reply his message with another text but press the call button, you really don’t want to lose your moment right now.
“Hey…”
“How is it?”
“Yeah, both of you were doing great. Always.”
“How is the other?”
“Chun is doing fine with his own world, but Junsu…“
“This thing is getting bigger and worsen…“
You’re thinking for awhile. He is right, all of these things started two years ago with a small quarrel with your company. That small thing is now getting worsen than you’re expected.
“Fans are slowly getting apart, antis are getting harsher-“
“We’re getting weaker…”
“Hey, where is the tough aura that you showed minutes ago?”
“Don’t be silly, Jae. Last time I showed that kind of aura was two years ago, in our Mirotic and Wrong Number stages.”
“Hey, do you know? I miss to show my charismatic side on stage like 2 years ago.”
Silence slowly grows between you and him. Your fingers unconsciously playing the nearest pen and writing random words on the paper.
“Jae…”
“Hmm?”
“Just don’t be like our brother.”
“I…we…don’t know yet about what happen next.”
“Just don’t, Jae. I believe it’ll come to us.”
“A comeback stage with TVXQ as five?”
“With thousands of fangirl screaming our name…”
“With our dearest members…”
You stare at your half-filled paper. It was written with larger size than the others: 동방신기
“Hey, say my gratitude to our most handsome…”
“Me?”
“You cannot be compared with him.”
“Woaah, you’re serious.”
“But, you’re my most handsome..”
You can feel that he smiles out there even he doesn’t say anything. You wonder, he may sense that you’re smiling just with his real voice filling your ears and brain. Once again, you don’t realize that you write his name under the name of your legendary group: 정윤호
“Take care…”
“Have a good rest for your next comeback stage.”
He ends the call first, leaving you dumbfounded with your phone still attached to your left ear. Slowly you put your phone far from your sight and looking at random words on the paper that you wrote before. You fold the paper and save it in the drawer.
“Good luck to us.”
END
Author's comment :
New drabble ! I choose to post it without grammar fix from my beta, Jessie, since I just know that she disappear for awhile *0*
Inspired by HoMin's comeback stage in Music Bank last week, it just hotness overload there *________________*
I wrote it just for 30 minutes, so i'm sorry once again if there is some grammar errors.
Comments and loves are always appreciated :DD