It's You (Two)
Title: It's You
Characters: Kyuhyun, Sungmin, Hangeng, Siwon and Super Junior members
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Drama, Romance
Summary: This is about two different love stories. When a broken hearted boy and never be loved man found the ones they thought they had been destined with.
<
a blonde boy was lying in his warm bed while reading something in his hand. a metal box, not too big, not too small, was joining him beside his head. there were some papers in the box, the boy would never throw them away.
“k?” he whispered, “i wonder what his name is.”
he put the paper in his hand and took another one, and it was over again. sometimes, a small smile spread across the boy’s sweet face. he sighed audibly after finishing all the papers. he closed the box and put it carefully on his drawer like a precious thing.
the he heard his own tummy grumbling. he sighed and stepped out from his room to find food. but, when he reached the last stair, he saw his mother shaking with head forced down.
“mom?” he asked the crying woman, “what’s the matter? what’s wrong?”
“sungmin…” she cried, “your dad…”
“mom…what’s wrong with him??”
the woman fell down on her knees and muffled her scream with his hands, “he left us…”
it was the last thing sungmin wanted to hear in his life.
###
it was raining. it was cold and foggy. but without them, sungmin couldn’t see anything though. his brain was foggy and blurry. he couldn’t think a single thing. sungmin’s father was the most important person in his family, for him, for his brother, sungjin, and of course for his mother.
another boy with military haircut, still in his military uniform, slammed the front door and he found his brother and his mother.
“no…” he breathed the word as he saw his mother crying, “this is impossible…”
“sungjin…” the woman approached his younger son, “sungjin…”
“no! hyung, tell me this is a joke! dad would never leave us!” sungjin shook his brother’s shoulders harshly, “tell me!”
sungmin gritted his teeth tightly and shook his head, “no, sungjin…this is not a joke…that bastard truly left us…”
“so, why aren’t you crying??” sungjin chuckled hysterically while his tears started running down his face, “because this is a joke, you’re not crying, right?!”
“sungjin…” sungmin whispered, “hold yourself down.”
“no…” sungjin breathed, falling down onto the ground slowly, “it can’t be…let me kill that bitch who stole him from us!”
sungmin and his mother couldn’t do anything other than hugged the military boy tightly and whispered that everything was going to be okay eventually.
perhaps…
###
kyuhyun frowned and looked at his watch again.
“and where is he?” he finally asked leeteuk.
“who?” leeteuk asked back with a shrug.
“that boy with guitar, who else?”
“ah, danhobak?”
kyuhyun made a face and sipped his drink, “i still refuse to call him with that ridiculous name.”
leeteuk called the man with gummy smile, that kyuhyun knew as leeteuk’s best friend (or kyuhyun prefer to call him leeteuk’s son), eunhyuk.
“hyukkie, do you know where this danhobak boy go?” leeteuk asked, fixing eunhyuk’s shirt like a mother.
“danhobak? that blonde boy?” eunhyuk frowned, “no, think i don’t know. he didn’t come tonight.”
“are you sure?” kyuhyun asked further, “why didn’t he come?”
“i’m sure. i’m the guard of the backstage anyway.” eunhyuk nodded, “but about his reason, i don’t know it either. he usually tells me if he won’t come, but not tonight.”
kyuhyun nodded, “i see…i wonder what happened to him.”
“aw~! so you finally admit you fall for him, kyuhyun?” leeteuk squealed.
“hell no!” kyuhyun slammed his money to the table with tomato face, “i’m leaving!”
“you’re just shy to admit it, cho kyuhyun.” kyuhyun heard leeteuk said faintly.
“aish…” kyuhyun breathed and slammed the bar door shut.
###
lee sungmin washed his hair, racking his fingers through the locks that now were black. after turning off the tap, he stood in front of the mirror silently.
he felt the reflection in front of him was not him.
it’s not me…, he thought, the real me doesn’t has that kind of gloomy face. why don’t i smile?
he tried to curl his lips, but he just couldn’t do it. the hit was too hard for him, too much pressure he had to bear in the same time. his father’s departure meant the losing for his entire world.
music…
sungmin put on a simple shirt and short pants, and then he stepped out from the bathroom, heading into his room. there it was, his guitar, given by his father when he was 12 years old, which meant it had been in his life for about ten years since he was 22 now.
there were so many memories involved with that guitar. but the freshest memory was the one when his father taught him how to play its strings, how to make the melodic sound from it.
but for sungmin, it was over…
crank!!!
“hyung!” he heard sungjin’s voice heading toward his room and the door was opened, “hyung…what have you done?!”
sungjin was shocked to see his brother standing with lowered head and the broken guitar in his hands.
“you…broke the guitar…?” sungjin breathed, “but, why?! isn’t it the most important thing in your life?! it was from dad, wasn’t it?!”
“because…” sungmin breathed, “because…because this guitar was from him…because this guitar has so many memories with him, so i broke it…let it leave along with dad…because i hate everything about him!”
“hyung…”sungjin approached his brother, “is it really okay…?”
“it’s not…” sungmin whispered, turning his head to see his younger brother’s face, “but, we have to move on, don’t we?”
“hyung…”
“can you lend me your shoulder?” sungmin cut sungjin’s words.
and that night was the first night sungjin saw the tears flowing down on sungmin’s face since their father left. he knew, it wouldn’t stop in a short time, even it stopped, he could feel that sungmin would still be crying inside his heart, maybe for a really long time.
“keep crying, hyung…” sungjin hugged his only one brother tightly, “i’m here with you.”
sungmin looked his broken guitar with his teary eyes, and he knew, he wasn’t going to believe in love for a long time.
###
“okay, remember kyuhyun, you have to eat properly!”
“okay, mom.”
“don’t stay up all night every day!”
“yes…”
“don’t forget to take your vitamin once a day; don’t make it more or less!”
“mom…i got it…”
“and don’t forget to socialize! don’t you dare play your goddamn star craft in every single of your spare times!”
“mom~!” kyuhyun whined, “i got it, okay? now, can we just head off to my new dorm, please?”
“oh, kyuhyun!” the lady hugged his son to death, “i’ll be worried about you!”
“ouch! mom, come on! you’ve felt how it was like when i had my own home!”
“but your dorm is going to be far from our home, dear!”
“mom! i’m not a child anymore!”
“you’re right…” the lady sighed, “you’re now a student of mathematic major of the most favorite college in south korea!”
“be careful, son.” kyuhyun’s father finally spoke, “just go home once in a time, okay?”
“i will, dad. okay, mom, i have to go so please can you let go my hand?”
“be careful, kyuhyun!” his mother reminded him, again.
“i will, bye.”
kyuhyun dragged his luggage into the bus’ trunk and got into it, not forget to send the last wave to his parents.
he picked the very last row of the bus and leaned his head onto the window.
“so, what’s your name?” a boy in front of his row turned his body to greet kyuhyun, “mine is henry! and i’m from canada.”
“cho kyuhyun from err…korea?” kyuhyun replied hesitantly.
henry chuckled, “i know you from korea, kyuhyun. and this chubby guy is kim kibum.”
“yo.” the said boy raised his hand and ‘yo’-ed him.
“what majors are you guys in?” kyuhyun asked.
“i’m into music classic and kibum’s into drama. and you?”
kyuhyun smiled, “i’m into math.”
“geez…” kibum made a face, “i would be dead if i entered your major.”
“oh, and who will be your roommate, kyuhyun?” henry asked again.
“roo-roommate? i thought it would be announced in the college??”
“err, i guess you didn’t see that tiny paper stuck on your instruction book right?”
kyuhyun remembered he just threw the instruction book into his luggage, and threw that poor tiny paper, “yeah…you guessed it right…”
“it’s okay.” kibum chuckled, “i threw away the paper too, you know. but, henry told me that he was my roommate.”
“so, i think i just can wait for that boy show up, eh?” kyuhyun sighed.
the bus was stopped and kyuhyun could see through the window that there would be another boy come into the bus. he saw the boy with black hair hugged his brother and mother and got into the bus quietly. he directly went to the last row, threw his carrier and sat oppositely from kyuhyun, with those headphones stuck on his head.
“geez…” henry made a face, “what a gloomy boy.”
“sssh, he could be hearing it.” kyuhyun chuckled. he turned his head to the boy once again and reminded what that danhobak said.
if he said i was gloomy, i wonder what he would say if he saw this boy…, kyuhyun thought, and i wonder where he is by the way…
“okay, guys.” the driver said, “that black haired boy is the last one. now, i suggest you to sleep because this is going to be a long trip. nice dream!”
###
“kyuhyun, wake up!”
kyuhyun opened his eyes and saw henry in front of him, “what?”
“we’ve arrived.” kibum chuckled, “i asked the driver and he said you could see the room list in the hall. there’s a board there and you’ll see your name in freshmen row.”
“okay, wish me make it there, guys.” kyuhyun mumbled sleepily, picking his carrier. he looked at where the black haired boy was before but he didn’t see him.
maybe, he went first. kyuhyun thought. but, suddenly his eyes caught something on the seat. he picked the paper and read it.
cho kyuhyun and lee sungmin’s room number:
308
“ah…” kyuhyun sighed.
“what is it?” henry peeked through kyuhyun’s shoulder, “oh, so that gloomy boy will be your roommate, then?”
“i think so…” kyuhyun sighed, “so, i don’t have to go to the hall then.”
“let’s go.” kibum cocked his head, “we have to rest. damn, my back hurts…”
they saw the receptionist and approached her.
“excuse me, i’m cho kyuhyun.” kyuhyun smiled.
“what’s your room number?”
“308.”
the receptionist gave him a key card, “you have to leave this card every time you leave this dorm here.”
“has my roommate come?” kyuhyun asked.
“what’s his name?”
“lee sungmin.”
“hum, no. he hasn’t. but, you can go to your room first.” she announced, “and what about you two?”
“we’re in 324.”
“here your key cards. anything else?”
“thank you.” kyuhyun nodded and left the table with his friends.
they went together until the end of the corridor.
“ah, our room is this way.” henry pointed the left corridor, seeing the banner on the wall.
“i see. i’ll catch you later?” kyuhyun asked.
“whenever.” kibum grinned, “see ya~!”
kyuhyun smiled back and headed to the right corridor. he opened his room and saw two single beds on his right and left side. there was a medium window between the beds. the bathroom door was on the right side of the wall. kyuhyun settled his hygiene utilities on the sink and unpacked his things.
he was putting his clothes into the wardrobe when the door opened softly.
“ah…” kyuhyun said.
the black haired boy made a bow and went to the left bed since kyuhyun’s luggage was on the right one.
“err…do you want exchange the bed if you don’t like that one?” kyuhyun asked.
“no, it’s okay. i’m fine here.” the black haired boy answered after silence for a while.
“oh…” kyuhyun extended his arm, “i’m cho kyuhyun.”
the black haired boy reached kyuhyun’s hand and shook it, “i’m lee sungmin.”
sungmin smiled slightly, but kyuhyun could see the sweetness in that smile. kyuhyun felt his heartbeat raising speed.
“ah…err…what’s your major?” kyuhyun asked, clutching the hem of his shirt to control his nervousness.
sungmin put the metal box on the cabinet and sighed, “i’m in management. how about you?”
“i’m in math…”
“wow, you must be very clever.” sungmin chuckled.
somehow, kyuhyun felt like he had heard that kind of chuckled before.
“have we met before?” kyuhyun asked again.
sungmin put the last shirt into his wardrobe and turned his head to smile to kyuhyun, “hum, have we?”
“well, i don’t know…that’s why i’m asking.” kyuhyun scratched his head.
sungmin just gave kyuhyun a wider smile and put his luggage on his wardrobe.
“i’m going to have a walk around.” sungmin stated, “coming?”
“no, i think i’ll be showering first.”
sungmin shrugged and stepped out from their room.
kyuhyun stared at the already closed door and sighed, “maybe he’s not gloomy after all…”
Three>>
Characters: Kyuhyun, Sungmin, Hangeng, Siwon and Super Junior members
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Drama, Romance
Summary: This is about two different love stories. When a broken hearted boy and never be loved man found the ones they thought they had been destined with.
<
a blonde boy was lying in his warm bed while reading something in his hand. a metal box, not too big, not too small, was joining him beside his head. there were some papers in the box, the boy would never throw them away.
“k?” he whispered, “i wonder what his name is.”
he put the paper in his hand and took another one, and it was over again. sometimes, a small smile spread across the boy’s sweet face. he sighed audibly after finishing all the papers. he closed the box and put it carefully on his drawer like a precious thing.
the he heard his own tummy grumbling. he sighed and stepped out from his room to find food. but, when he reached the last stair, he saw his mother shaking with head forced down.
“mom?” he asked the crying woman, “what’s the matter? what’s wrong?”
“sungmin…” she cried, “your dad…”
“mom…what’s wrong with him??”
the woman fell down on her knees and muffled her scream with his hands, “he left us…”
it was the last thing sungmin wanted to hear in his life.
###
it was raining. it was cold and foggy. but without them, sungmin couldn’t see anything though. his brain was foggy and blurry. he couldn’t think a single thing. sungmin’s father was the most important person in his family, for him, for his brother, sungjin, and of course for his mother.
another boy with military haircut, still in his military uniform, slammed the front door and he found his brother and his mother.
“no…” he breathed the word as he saw his mother crying, “this is impossible…”
“sungjin…” the woman approached his younger son, “sungjin…”
“no! hyung, tell me this is a joke! dad would never leave us!” sungjin shook his brother’s shoulders harshly, “tell me!”
sungmin gritted his teeth tightly and shook his head, “no, sungjin…this is not a joke…that bastard truly left us…”
“so, why aren’t you crying??” sungjin chuckled hysterically while his tears started running down his face, “because this is a joke, you’re not crying, right?!”
“sungjin…” sungmin whispered, “hold yourself down.”
“no…” sungjin breathed, falling down onto the ground slowly, “it can’t be…let me kill that bitch who stole him from us!”
sungmin and his mother couldn’t do anything other than hugged the military boy tightly and whispered that everything was going to be okay eventually.
perhaps…
###
kyuhyun frowned and looked at his watch again.
“and where is he?” he finally asked leeteuk.
“who?” leeteuk asked back with a shrug.
“that boy with guitar, who else?”
“ah, danhobak?”
kyuhyun made a face and sipped his drink, “i still refuse to call him with that ridiculous name.”
leeteuk called the man with gummy smile, that kyuhyun knew as leeteuk’s best friend (or kyuhyun prefer to call him leeteuk’s son), eunhyuk.
“hyukkie, do you know where this danhobak boy go?” leeteuk asked, fixing eunhyuk’s shirt like a mother.
“danhobak? that blonde boy?” eunhyuk frowned, “no, think i don’t know. he didn’t come tonight.”
“are you sure?” kyuhyun asked further, “why didn’t he come?”
“i’m sure. i’m the guard of the backstage anyway.” eunhyuk nodded, “but about his reason, i don’t know it either. he usually tells me if he won’t come, but not tonight.”
kyuhyun nodded, “i see…i wonder what happened to him.”
“aw~! so you finally admit you fall for him, kyuhyun?” leeteuk squealed.
“hell no!” kyuhyun slammed his money to the table with tomato face, “i’m leaving!”
“you’re just shy to admit it, cho kyuhyun.” kyuhyun heard leeteuk said faintly.
“aish…” kyuhyun breathed and slammed the bar door shut.
###
lee sungmin washed his hair, racking his fingers through the locks that now were black. after turning off the tap, he stood in front of the mirror silently.
he felt the reflection in front of him was not him.
it’s not me…, he thought, the real me doesn’t has that kind of gloomy face. why don’t i smile?
he tried to curl his lips, but he just couldn’t do it. the hit was too hard for him, too much pressure he had to bear in the same time. his father’s departure meant the losing for his entire world.
music…
sungmin put on a simple shirt and short pants, and then he stepped out from the bathroom, heading into his room. there it was, his guitar, given by his father when he was 12 years old, which meant it had been in his life for about ten years since he was 22 now.
there were so many memories involved with that guitar. but the freshest memory was the one when his father taught him how to play its strings, how to make the melodic sound from it.
but for sungmin, it was over…
crank!!!
“hyung!” he heard sungjin’s voice heading toward his room and the door was opened, “hyung…what have you done?!”
sungjin was shocked to see his brother standing with lowered head and the broken guitar in his hands.
“you…broke the guitar…?” sungjin breathed, “but, why?! isn’t it the most important thing in your life?! it was from dad, wasn’t it?!”
“because…” sungmin breathed, “because…because this guitar was from him…because this guitar has so many memories with him, so i broke it…let it leave along with dad…because i hate everything about him!”
“hyung…”sungjin approached his brother, “is it really okay…?”
“it’s not…” sungmin whispered, turning his head to see his younger brother’s face, “but, we have to move on, don’t we?”
“hyung…”
“can you lend me your shoulder?” sungmin cut sungjin’s words.
and that night was the first night sungjin saw the tears flowing down on sungmin’s face since their father left. he knew, it wouldn’t stop in a short time, even it stopped, he could feel that sungmin would still be crying inside his heart, maybe for a really long time.
“keep crying, hyung…” sungjin hugged his only one brother tightly, “i’m here with you.”
sungmin looked his broken guitar with his teary eyes, and he knew, he wasn’t going to believe in love for a long time.
###
“okay, remember kyuhyun, you have to eat properly!”
“okay, mom.”
“don’t stay up all night every day!”
“yes…”
“don’t forget to take your vitamin once a day; don’t make it more or less!”
“mom…i got it…”
“and don’t forget to socialize! don’t you dare play your goddamn star craft in every single of your spare times!”
“mom~!” kyuhyun whined, “i got it, okay? now, can we just head off to my new dorm, please?”
“oh, kyuhyun!” the lady hugged his son to death, “i’ll be worried about you!”
“ouch! mom, come on! you’ve felt how it was like when i had my own home!”
“but your dorm is going to be far from our home, dear!”
“mom! i’m not a child anymore!”
“you’re right…” the lady sighed, “you’re now a student of mathematic major of the most favorite college in south korea!”
“be careful, son.” kyuhyun’s father finally spoke, “just go home once in a time, okay?”
“i will, dad. okay, mom, i have to go so please can you let go my hand?”
“be careful, kyuhyun!” his mother reminded him, again.
“i will, bye.”
kyuhyun dragged his luggage into the bus’ trunk and got into it, not forget to send the last wave to his parents.
he picked the very last row of the bus and leaned his head onto the window.
“so, what’s your name?” a boy in front of his row turned his body to greet kyuhyun, “mine is henry! and i’m from canada.”
“cho kyuhyun from err…korea?” kyuhyun replied hesitantly.
henry chuckled, “i know you from korea, kyuhyun. and this chubby guy is kim kibum.”
“yo.” the said boy raised his hand and ‘yo’-ed him.
“what majors are you guys in?” kyuhyun asked.
“i’m into music classic and kibum’s into drama. and you?”
kyuhyun smiled, “i’m into math.”
“geez…” kibum made a face, “i would be dead if i entered your major.”
“oh, and who will be your roommate, kyuhyun?” henry asked again.
“roo-roommate? i thought it would be announced in the college??”
“err, i guess you didn’t see that tiny paper stuck on your instruction book right?”
kyuhyun remembered he just threw the instruction book into his luggage, and threw that poor tiny paper, “yeah…you guessed it right…”
“it’s okay.” kibum chuckled, “i threw away the paper too, you know. but, henry told me that he was my roommate.”
“so, i think i just can wait for that boy show up, eh?” kyuhyun sighed.
the bus was stopped and kyuhyun could see through the window that there would be another boy come into the bus. he saw the boy with black hair hugged his brother and mother and got into the bus quietly. he directly went to the last row, threw his carrier and sat oppositely from kyuhyun, with those headphones stuck on his head.
“geez…” henry made a face, “what a gloomy boy.”
“sssh, he could be hearing it.” kyuhyun chuckled. he turned his head to the boy once again and reminded what that danhobak said.
if he said i was gloomy, i wonder what he would say if he saw this boy…, kyuhyun thought, and i wonder where he is by the way…
“okay, guys.” the driver said, “that black haired boy is the last one. now, i suggest you to sleep because this is going to be a long trip. nice dream!”
###
“kyuhyun, wake up!”
kyuhyun opened his eyes and saw henry in front of him, “what?”
“we’ve arrived.” kibum chuckled, “i asked the driver and he said you could see the room list in the hall. there’s a board there and you’ll see your name in freshmen row.”
“okay, wish me make it there, guys.” kyuhyun mumbled sleepily, picking his carrier. he looked at where the black haired boy was before but he didn’t see him.
maybe, he went first. kyuhyun thought. but, suddenly his eyes caught something on the seat. he picked the paper and read it.
cho kyuhyun and lee sungmin’s room number:
308
“ah…” kyuhyun sighed.
“what is it?” henry peeked through kyuhyun’s shoulder, “oh, so that gloomy boy will be your roommate, then?”
“i think so…” kyuhyun sighed, “so, i don’t have to go to the hall then.”
“let’s go.” kibum cocked his head, “we have to rest. damn, my back hurts…”
they saw the receptionist and approached her.
“excuse me, i’m cho kyuhyun.” kyuhyun smiled.
“what’s your room number?”
“308.”
the receptionist gave him a key card, “you have to leave this card every time you leave this dorm here.”
“has my roommate come?” kyuhyun asked.
“what’s his name?”
“lee sungmin.”
“hum, no. he hasn’t. but, you can go to your room first.” she announced, “and what about you two?”
“we’re in 324.”
“here your key cards. anything else?”
“thank you.” kyuhyun nodded and left the table with his friends.
they went together until the end of the corridor.
“ah, our room is this way.” henry pointed the left corridor, seeing the banner on the wall.
“i see. i’ll catch you later?” kyuhyun asked.
“whenever.” kibum grinned, “see ya~!”
kyuhyun smiled back and headed to the right corridor. he opened his room and saw two single beds on his right and left side. there was a medium window between the beds. the bathroom door was on the right side of the wall. kyuhyun settled his hygiene utilities on the sink and unpacked his things.
he was putting his clothes into the wardrobe when the door opened softly.
“ah…” kyuhyun said.
the black haired boy made a bow and went to the left bed since kyuhyun’s luggage was on the right one.
“err…do you want exchange the bed if you don’t like that one?” kyuhyun asked.
“no, it’s okay. i’m fine here.” the black haired boy answered after silence for a while.
“oh…” kyuhyun extended his arm, “i’m cho kyuhyun.”
the black haired boy reached kyuhyun’s hand and shook it, “i’m lee sungmin.”
sungmin smiled slightly, but kyuhyun could see the sweetness in that smile. kyuhyun felt his heartbeat raising speed.
“ah…err…what’s your major?” kyuhyun asked, clutching the hem of his shirt to control his nervousness.
sungmin put the metal box on the cabinet and sighed, “i’m in management. how about you?”
“i’m in math…”
“wow, you must be very clever.” sungmin chuckled.
somehow, kyuhyun felt like he had heard that kind of chuckled before.
“have we met before?” kyuhyun asked again.
sungmin put the last shirt into his wardrobe and turned his head to smile to kyuhyun, “hum, have we?”
“well, i don’t know…that’s why i’m asking.” kyuhyun scratched his head.
sungmin just gave kyuhyun a wider smile and put his luggage on his wardrobe.
“i’m going to have a walk around.” sungmin stated, “coming?”
“no, i think i’ll be showering first.”
sungmin shrugged and stepped out from their room.
kyuhyun stared at the already closed door and sighed, “maybe he’s not gloomy after all…”
Three>>