[Fanfiction] Unchange (6/?)
Title: Unchange (6/?)
Author: polari-s
Pairing: Yewook. friendship!ryeomin
Raiting: PG13
Genre: angst, romance, AU
Summary: Nothing would change what will happen to Ryeowook.
Warning: character dead
previous
"Sorry for this Yesung." Ryeowook apologized himself and raised from the chair. "Sungmin..."
"You don't want to eat with me anymore?" Yesung asked with hurtful eyes. "I'm just asking this for you."
"I..."
"Please. Just today if you want." Yesung said grabbing Ryeowook's hand before the man left the table. "Please."
Ryeowook, right after feeling Yesung's hand in his skin, he felt it like burning, but it was so good that if he could he would be already begging for Yesung touch more of him. But in his mind it was firmly that he couldn't do anything of it.
"No Yesung." Ryeowook whispered and took his hand away from Yesung's and hiding his face, he left the man and walked to the front door. As is for the miss of Yesung's hand or because of seeing those hurtful eyes, Ryeowook saw a big blank light pass through his eyes when he left the restaurant, Ryeowook thought that it would be probably lights from a car, but the street was empty. Getting away from this thoughts, Ryeowook looked to the floor again, turned to his right and walked to his house. But then he felt that something was terrible wrong. He wasn't remembering where his house was, how it was or anything like that. It was a blank in Ryeowook's mind. For more that he tried to think about his house, there in the breeze of the spring, nothing could catch in his mind. "Wh-Where?"
"Ryeowook!"
Looking behind Ryeowook saw Yesung once again with those eyes and asked himself why he could still remember this and not where his house was.
"Why aren't you giving me any chance? Are you scared?"
"I'm not." Ryeowook lied, he was scared, he wanted to lay in his bed and stay there in a comfort place, but for not knowing if his house was really comforting, Ryeowook was more scared.
"Why are you..."
"Just... Can I go to your home?"
"What?"
"I don't want to stay here." Ryeowook said, if he didn't know where his house was, he would be sleeping there in the street and Ryeowook didn't know Sungmin's cellphone to call the man nor he knew if the man was at home.
"In what are you thinking?"
"I don't want my house." Ryeowook whispered trying to hold back some tears noticing what could be happening to him and what was the cause to his sudden blank. "I'm... I'm scared."
"Come here." Yesung said and took two steps getting in the front of him and a little hesitantly, he took Ryeowook's hand. "Let's get in a cab." he whispered.
Ryeowook looked down again while he heard Yesung asking for a cab to stop and then felt the man's arms around his shoulders leading him to the said cab. Ryeowook sat there and kept looking to his lap, again feeling Yesung's arm around his shoulders. He shouldn't be like this and didn't know why he was, but Ryeowook was liking of that comfort coming from the man beside him. He didn't know Yesung well nor didn't truly knew if Yesung was a bad or a good person. But while sat there, with Yesung making little circles in his shoulder and sending a warm down his spine, Ryeowook knew that he shouldn't be worrying about that.
"Are you feeling ok?"
When Ryeowook looked up to Yesung with worried eyes, he couldn't lie, he couldn't pretend that he probably lost a piece of his memory. But thinking properly, "I am." he was feeling ok with Yesung's presence.
"Good." Yesung smiled and then opened the door, just now Ryeowook noticed that the cab was already stopped and that they were in front of a big mansion with a lot of green trees and plants around. "Come." Yesung said smiling again and taking Ryeowook by his hand. "Are you hungry?"
"No." Ryeowook whispered looking to the floor and holding Yesung's hand while they were entering through the big door. "I'm... tired."
"Pajamas?"
"You don't have to mind with that. I just want to sleep." the younger said, when they passed through a big hall that had two big entries to big rooms to get in the stairs, which were very large and then walk to the left, enter in the first corridor in their right and then entered in the third door at left. The bedroom was really big and although it was noticeable that none slept there, as the two nightstands at each side of the king sized bed were with nothing above, the room looked very clean and habitable.
"You can sleep here. Are you sure you don't want pajamas?" Yesung asked as Ryeowook entered in the room and sat in the tip of the bed.
"I just need sleep." Ryeowook said. He was hoping that when he wake up he would remember his house again. Because now, besides Yesung's and Sungmin's house, the only image of one that crossed through his mind was the one that was on fire many years ago.
"Ok. If you need anything you can wake me up. I'm in the room right in front. Don't hesitate in call me." Yesung said before look once again at Ryeowook, who was looking to his lap, before left the room closing the door with a click. Yesung sighted and rested his back in the door, only if he could stay with Ryeowook inside the bedroom. Not that he was some creepy person, but he was worried with Ryeowook, if he was somehow getting more sick.
Ryeowook was feeling alone there in that room which he didn't know too well, but he asked for this as if he couldn't go to his house, there would be the same feeling. He embraced himself and got under the blanket of the big bed and waited till he could feel good and safe in that guest room of Yesung's house.
Out of sudden, rain started to drop outside making Ryeowook curl himself even more trying to ignore the sound of the thunders coming each time stronger. But then a big lightning cut the sky through the window and Ryeowook, with his eyes opened, saw it fall right in a tree a little away from the house. Ryeowook saw that all start a big and orange light and that sent shivers down Ryeowook's spine, because it was fire and it was connected with his parent's death. Ryeowook's body started to shake and uncontrollable sobs were getting out from his mouth. He needed someone, he needed to get out of there, he couldn't stand see all that fire, even if it was very far away from the house and almost finishing with the rain getting stronger.
"Right... In front." Ryeowook whispered to himself trying to ignore the sounds of the thunders, but seeing no effect, he got up from the bed and went almost running to Yesung's bedroom, right in front of the room where he was staying, and didn't hesitate to just open the door and get inside.
It was a warm atmosphere around there. Even if the walls were all white with some clothes thrown in the floor and that the black blanket, supposed to be above Yesung's asleep body in the bed, was in the floor. But Ryeowook didn't care for any of this and went straight to Yesung's bed and lay there hugging Yesung by his waist and putting his face in the older's chest.
"Wh-What...?" Yesung muttered waking up and then saw the bow that Ryeowook made himself into, close to him, shaking and sobbing. "What did happen?"
"Please." Ryeowook cried hugging Yesung even more. "Hug me."
"Calm down." the older said putting his arms around the delicate frame and feeling the cold coming from there.
"I'm scared... of the rain... the thunders... the fire... I've told you... about that..." he was saying broking in his sobs. "About mom and dad... we were at my house... that I don't... remember..."
"Wait. What is happening?" Yesung asked carefully taking Ryeowook's arms away from his waist and pushing the man a little away to see his face completely blurred with tears.
"I'm... forgetting things... right now..." Ryeowook said looking deep in Yesung's eyes, his voice getting each time lower. "But I don't... want to forget..."
Their eyes were connected and Yesung couldn't take that image off from his mind and he surely wouldn't do that by self wish. Yesung passed his little hand in that porcelain face taking the tears away and rested it in that high cheekbone. Ryeowook looked very intensely to him, his heart racing faster and he couldn't held himself from get his face closer to Yesung's. The older didn't make a move while Ryeowook touched lightly his lips and stayed there, their eyes some how still connected. Then a thunder cut the sky outside in the night and Ryeowook closed his eyes and pressed his lips even more against Yesung's. The hand, before laying in Ryeowook's cheek, went down to Ryeowook's back and pulled the man while Yesung's tongue licked Ryeowook's bottom lip asking for entrance, Ryeowook's lips itself were so sweet that Yesung couldn't stop there. When their tongues touched each other it was as the warmest liquid had entered in their lunges, heart and spread to all over their bodies.
Yesung couldn't hold himself from pushing Ryeowook aside and getting above of him, still tasting that flavor of the man. Yesung would stop if Ryeowook would be pushing him, slapping his arms or screaming at him, he would stop. But Ryeowook was kissing him and tasting Yesung's sweet and bitter taste, passing his hands in Yesung's arms and moaning for more. His body no longer trembling because of the rain, no longer worried that his life was ending or that his parents were already gone. Ryeowook just wanted to forget about those things, he didn't care that much for remember them if he has Yesung. If he make love with that man.
And so was what they did.
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Yesung kept breathing hardly above Ryeowook, their bodies a few inches away. Then Ryeowook, who was also breathing heavily, took Yesung's shoulder and led the man to lay beside him. Laying, Ryeowook put his arms around Yesung's waist and put his head in his chest once again.
Then they kept on silence. It wasn't needed to say what this all meant or what they were feeling. Ryeowook was feeling himself disgusted for doing that, for giving hope to Yesung, and Yesung was feeling already broke, because he knew that Ryeowook couldn't last longer with him. There, laying with each other, Yesung started to caress Ryeowook's hair, making this one sleep under his arms. It hurt him all this, but he couldn't change the fact that he was in love for Ryeowook.
"Son?" Looking behind Ryeowook, Yesung saw his father standing there with the door a little opened letting just a little of light enter.
"Dad?"
"I heard something." Yesung's father said without looking inside the bedroom.
"I'm sorry about that..."
"It's ok. Just, it's this man who you prayed for?"
"I-It is dad." Yesung muttered passing his hand in Ryeowook's soft shoulder. "What will happen dad? I couldn't stand lose him."
"We all pass through this son. I lost you mother, didn't I?"
"T-Thanks dad." Yesung whispered followed by the click from the door.
Yesung looked once again to Ryeowook sleeping peacefully close to him. He didn't want to lose that man. He couldn't stand pass through this and now he knew that it was because he really loves Ryeowook.
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Author: polari-s
Pairing: Yewook. friendship!ryeomin
Raiting: PG13
Genre: angst, romance, AU
Summary: Nothing would change what will happen to Ryeowook.
Warning: character dead
previous
"Sorry for this Yesung." Ryeowook apologized himself and raised from the chair. "Sungmin..."
"You don't want to eat with me anymore?" Yesung asked with hurtful eyes. "I'm just asking this for you."
"I..."
"Please. Just today if you want." Yesung said grabbing Ryeowook's hand before the man left the table. "Please."
Ryeowook, right after feeling Yesung's hand in his skin, he felt it like burning, but it was so good that if he could he would be already begging for Yesung touch more of him. But in his mind it was firmly that he couldn't do anything of it.
"No Yesung." Ryeowook whispered and took his hand away from Yesung's and hiding his face, he left the man and walked to the front door. As is for the miss of Yesung's hand or because of seeing those hurtful eyes, Ryeowook saw a big blank light pass through his eyes when he left the restaurant, Ryeowook thought that it would be probably lights from a car, but the street was empty. Getting away from this thoughts, Ryeowook looked to the floor again, turned to his right and walked to his house. But then he felt that something was terrible wrong. He wasn't remembering where his house was, how it was or anything like that. It was a blank in Ryeowook's mind. For more that he tried to think about his house, there in the breeze of the spring, nothing could catch in his mind. "Wh-Where?"
"Ryeowook!"
Looking behind Ryeowook saw Yesung once again with those eyes and asked himself why he could still remember this and not where his house was.
"Why aren't you giving me any chance? Are you scared?"
"I'm not." Ryeowook lied, he was scared, he wanted to lay in his bed and stay there in a comfort place, but for not knowing if his house was really comforting, Ryeowook was more scared.
"Why are you..."
"Just... Can I go to your home?"
"What?"
"I don't want to stay here." Ryeowook said, if he didn't know where his house was, he would be sleeping there in the street and Ryeowook didn't know Sungmin's cellphone to call the man nor he knew if the man was at home.
"In what are you thinking?"
"I don't want my house." Ryeowook whispered trying to hold back some tears noticing what could be happening to him and what was the cause to his sudden blank. "I'm... I'm scared."
"Come here." Yesung said and took two steps getting in the front of him and a little hesitantly, he took Ryeowook's hand. "Let's get in a cab." he whispered.
Ryeowook looked down again while he heard Yesung asking for a cab to stop and then felt the man's arms around his shoulders leading him to the said cab. Ryeowook sat there and kept looking to his lap, again feeling Yesung's arm around his shoulders. He shouldn't be like this and didn't know why he was, but Ryeowook was liking of that comfort coming from the man beside him. He didn't know Yesung well nor didn't truly knew if Yesung was a bad or a good person. But while sat there, with Yesung making little circles in his shoulder and sending a warm down his spine, Ryeowook knew that he shouldn't be worrying about that.
"Are you feeling ok?"
When Ryeowook looked up to Yesung with worried eyes, he couldn't lie, he couldn't pretend that he probably lost a piece of his memory. But thinking properly, "I am." he was feeling ok with Yesung's presence.
"Good." Yesung smiled and then opened the door, just now Ryeowook noticed that the cab was already stopped and that they were in front of a big mansion with a lot of green trees and plants around. "Come." Yesung said smiling again and taking Ryeowook by his hand. "Are you hungry?"
"No." Ryeowook whispered looking to the floor and holding Yesung's hand while they were entering through the big door. "I'm... tired."
"Pajamas?"
"You don't have to mind with that. I just want to sleep." the younger said, when they passed through a big hall that had two big entries to big rooms to get in the stairs, which were very large and then walk to the left, enter in the first corridor in their right and then entered in the third door at left. The bedroom was really big and although it was noticeable that none slept there, as the two nightstands at each side of the king sized bed were with nothing above, the room looked very clean and habitable.
"You can sleep here. Are you sure you don't want pajamas?" Yesung asked as Ryeowook entered in the room and sat in the tip of the bed.
"I just need sleep." Ryeowook said. He was hoping that when he wake up he would remember his house again. Because now, besides Yesung's and Sungmin's house, the only image of one that crossed through his mind was the one that was on fire many years ago.
"Ok. If you need anything you can wake me up. I'm in the room right in front. Don't hesitate in call me." Yesung said before look once again at Ryeowook, who was looking to his lap, before left the room closing the door with a click. Yesung sighted and rested his back in the door, only if he could stay with Ryeowook inside the bedroom. Not that he was some creepy person, but he was worried with Ryeowook, if he was somehow getting more sick.
Ryeowook was feeling alone there in that room which he didn't know too well, but he asked for this as if he couldn't go to his house, there would be the same feeling. He embraced himself and got under the blanket of the big bed and waited till he could feel good and safe in that guest room of Yesung's house.
Out of sudden, rain started to drop outside making Ryeowook curl himself even more trying to ignore the sound of the thunders coming each time stronger. But then a big lightning cut the sky through the window and Ryeowook, with his eyes opened, saw it fall right in a tree a little away from the house. Ryeowook saw that all start a big and orange light and that sent shivers down Ryeowook's spine, because it was fire and it was connected with his parent's death. Ryeowook's body started to shake and uncontrollable sobs were getting out from his mouth. He needed someone, he needed to get out of there, he couldn't stand see all that fire, even if it was very far away from the house and almost finishing with the rain getting stronger.
"Right... In front." Ryeowook whispered to himself trying to ignore the sounds of the thunders, but seeing no effect, he got up from the bed and went almost running to Yesung's bedroom, right in front of the room where he was staying, and didn't hesitate to just open the door and get inside.
It was a warm atmosphere around there. Even if the walls were all white with some clothes thrown in the floor and that the black blanket, supposed to be above Yesung's asleep body in the bed, was in the floor. But Ryeowook didn't care for any of this and went straight to Yesung's bed and lay there hugging Yesung by his waist and putting his face in the older's chest.
"Wh-What...?" Yesung muttered waking up and then saw the bow that Ryeowook made himself into, close to him, shaking and sobbing. "What did happen?"
"Please." Ryeowook cried hugging Yesung even more. "Hug me."
"Calm down." the older said putting his arms around the delicate frame and feeling the cold coming from there.
"I'm scared... of the rain... the thunders... the fire... I've told you... about that..." he was saying broking in his sobs. "About mom and dad... we were at my house... that I don't... remember..."
"Wait. What is happening?" Yesung asked carefully taking Ryeowook's arms away from his waist and pushing the man a little away to see his face completely blurred with tears.
"I'm... forgetting things... right now..." Ryeowook said looking deep in Yesung's eyes, his voice getting each time lower. "But I don't... want to forget..."
Their eyes were connected and Yesung couldn't take that image off from his mind and he surely wouldn't do that by self wish. Yesung passed his little hand in that porcelain face taking the tears away and rested it in that high cheekbone. Ryeowook looked very intensely to him, his heart racing faster and he couldn't held himself from get his face closer to Yesung's. The older didn't make a move while Ryeowook touched lightly his lips and stayed there, their eyes some how still connected. Then a thunder cut the sky outside in the night and Ryeowook closed his eyes and pressed his lips even more against Yesung's. The hand, before laying in Ryeowook's cheek, went down to Ryeowook's back and pulled the man while Yesung's tongue licked Ryeowook's bottom lip asking for entrance, Ryeowook's lips itself were so sweet that Yesung couldn't stop there. When their tongues touched each other it was as the warmest liquid had entered in their lunges, heart and spread to all over their bodies.
Yesung couldn't hold himself from pushing Ryeowook aside and getting above of him, still tasting that flavor of the man. Yesung would stop if Ryeowook would be pushing him, slapping his arms or screaming at him, he would stop. But Ryeowook was kissing him and tasting Yesung's sweet and bitter taste, passing his hands in Yesung's arms and moaning for more. His body no longer trembling because of the rain, no longer worried that his life was ending or that his parents were already gone. Ryeowook just wanted to forget about those things, he didn't care that much for remember them if he has Yesung. If he make love with that man.
And so was what they did.
[ cut scene]
Yesung kept breathing hardly above Ryeowook, their bodies a few inches away. Then Ryeowook, who was also breathing heavily, took Yesung's shoulder and led the man to lay beside him. Laying, Ryeowook put his arms around Yesung's waist and put his head in his chest once again.
Then they kept on silence. It wasn't needed to say what this all meant or what they were feeling. Ryeowook was feeling himself disgusted for doing that, for giving hope to Yesung, and Yesung was feeling already broke, because he knew that Ryeowook couldn't last longer with him. There, laying with each other, Yesung started to caress Ryeowook's hair, making this one sleep under his arms. It hurt him all this, but he couldn't change the fact that he was in love for Ryeowook.
"Son?" Looking behind Ryeowook, Yesung saw his father standing there with the door a little opened letting just a little of light enter.
"Dad?"
"I heard something." Yesung's father said without looking inside the bedroom.
"I'm sorry about that..."
"It's ok. Just, it's this man who you prayed for?"
"I-It is dad." Yesung muttered passing his hand in Ryeowook's soft shoulder. "What will happen dad? I couldn't stand lose him."
"We all pass through this son. I lost you mother, didn't I?"
"T-Thanks dad." Yesung whispered followed by the click from the door.
Yesung looked once again to Ryeowook sleeping peacefully close to him. He didn't want to lose that man. He couldn't stand pass through this and now he knew that it was because he really loves Ryeowook.
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