Sep 14, 2011 22:59
Title: Tryst - 7 Lonely days, lonely nights
Author: onthethruway01
Pairings: Yoochun x female oc
Genre: het, angst
Rating: pg-13
A/N: I’m slightly intoxicated; mostly melancholy; I often feel sorry for Yoochun; must be hard for the poor boy to have a serious relationship, so I made one up for him.
I’ve been waiting for so long; days, weeks, months; has it been over a month? You’ve been so busy; it’s a wonder you have any time for me at all. Sometimes I think; he’s forgotten me, moved on. But as I lie here within your arms, I know that our love is special.
Love; is that what we have? Are we sure? If it was truly love, why can’t we tell the world? Why can’t we show it? It’s because you are afraid; afraid of the world and everyone in it; afraid of what they will say.
I do not envy you, my love. I am just a simple girl. I work my mundane job every day and come home to my small empty space; that space made full by your love for me. But you, my love; there is no place where you can hide from the world. You may have fortune and fame, but you have no privacy. You have no solace, no peace.
I am the tranquility which you seek. In the black of night you come to me, tell me your desires, share your dreams; shed bitter tears. I hold you tight as the sobs wrack your slender frame.
Sometimes we laugh and try to forget our pain. I want so desperately to take away that which plagues you. I want to tell you that everything will work itself out in the end; that everything will be just fine.
As we lay here entwined in a lovers embrace, your lips upon mine are so sweet and tender. I imagine us alone on some distant shore; waves crashing down upon our naked flesh. The sun warms our skin as the honey-nectar of your mouth engulfs mine. You rock into me gently; my legs wrapped around your waist. I pull you in close and you groan as you spill deep inside me.
The evening wanes; soon the stars will be replaced by the rising sun; night will turn to day and we must part. But for now, you are mine and mine alone. A cricket chirps outside my window; it is the only noise save the sound of your steady breathing. It comforts me; puts me at ease. I place a gentle kiss upon your brow and you stir.
Be still, my love; all is well. Dream of far off places where frothy waves and pristine sands welcome us and us alone. Sleep while ocean breezes blow through leafy palms. Slumber and know that I am yours forever; that I love you always, Park Yoochun.
het,
tryst,
fan fiction,
yoochun