[Fanfiction] Speeding

Mar 15, 2010 22:22

Title: Speeding
Author: polari-s
Pairing: Kyumin
Raiting: PG
Genre: angst, romance
Summary: Driving too fast isn't a good option.

AN: the plot came from here, but i did some changes ): DON'T READ IT IF YOU DON'T LIKE SPOILER *the queen of spoilers*

AN2: mi-nnie and lee-jinkie begged me to this fiction ): it is for you, your dorgas MACUMBS


It was late at night and Sungmin and Kyuhyun were leaving through the front door of a fancy restaurant where they ate and drank a lot of types of wine. Kyuhyun was really conscious of everything that was happening, but Sungmin looked already very high.

"Kyuhyun ah." Sungmin said leading in Kyuhyun's shoulder while they were walking. "You're su~per cool."

"Thanks Min." Kyuhyun smiled.

"Call me hyung!" the older said pouting.

"But you don't look like one." Kyuhyun laughed messing with Sungmin's hair. "What do you think of us walk back home?"

"But Kyuhyun! You have this super cool motocycle!" the older pouted again, jumping in the same place and pointing to the said thing.

Kyuhyun couldn't do more than laugh at his hyung's childish.

"Ok Min. Take the helmet."

"No Kyuhyun ah! I want the wind." Sungmin said taking the helmet in the other's hand, kissing him in the lips and then putting it in Kyuhyun's head. Kyuhyun smiled and sat in the motocyle followed by Sungmin who held himself in Kyuhyun's waist.

"Remember me to buy a helmet to you."

"Pink!" Sungmin screamed while Kyuhyun started the moto.

With a loud sound, the moto started and went through the street. Sungmin was screaming out loud and sometimes even putting his arms high, Kyuhyun only laughing at his hyung. He was really happy in that night.

"Faster Kyu!"

Kyuhyun just did what Sungmin told him to do and soon his speet was in 100 mph. It was very late at night so they were alone in the streets doing some long curves and screaming, as Kyuhyun also did. But something didn't look right to Kyuhyun.

"Fuck." he murmered to himself, the danger was so close. "Hyung, take my helmet."

"Why?" Sungmin pouted.

"Just take it hyung." Kyuhyun said trying his hard to not break his voice.

"Is something wrong?" Sungmin asked worried.

"No hyung. I just want to feel the wind too and it's bugging me."

Sungmin just nodded and passed his hands from Kyuhyun's waist to his helmet and didn't take longer to put it in himself.

"Hyung?" Kyuhyun called above the moto's sound.

"Why are you calling me like that now?" Sungmin laughed.

"Because you wanted."

"But I like your way."

"But... Min?" Kyuhyun called again. "Can you hug me?"

"Of course." Sungmin smiled and put his arms tightly around Kyuhyun's waist reating his head, covered with the helmet in Kyuhyun's shoulder.

"I... I love you so much Sungmin." Kyuhyun said feeling those arms while he just guided the moto that was still fast.

"I love you so much more than you think." Sungmin said loud enough to Kyuhyun heard it, suddenly feeling himself sleepy with all that cold wind. "You can slow down now Kyuhyun." Not getting any answer from Kyuhyun, Sungmin asked again. "Kyuhyun, slow down please."

"Hyung, just" Kyuhyun started to say when he saw a big building getting closer to them. "be safe" Kyuhyun tried again to stop the motocycle. "and don't" but the brake was really demaged, so he took Sungmin's arms away from him. "cry."

It happened too much fast to Sungmin understand before he was already in the ground. A milisecond after Sungmin hear Kyuhyun's words, Sungmin lost Kyuhyun's waist from his arms. A big and loud crash went to his ears while his body rolled a few meters. When Sungmin stopped he felt a terrified pain in his arms that was probably broke. But looking away, to where the motocycle was, did Sungmin feel as if his heart had stopped.

There was Kyuhyun.

His body unmoved.

But Sungmin couldn't do what Kyuhyun asked him.

So he just cried to see if he could die too.

Or even to Kyuhyun show up fighting because he isn't doing what he asked.

But neither happened.

END



!fic, !genre: angst, !pairing: kyumin

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