[infinite] melting points, quarks, and the equation of disintegration

[quarticpolynomi]

Title: melting points, quarks, and the equation of disintegration
Rating: r
Word count: 2620
Summary: The world ends. And Woohyun, for once, decides to pay for Sunggyu’s coffee.

Comments

[chunsakuma]

I love apocalyptic AUs so so SO much and this is no exception. It's breathtakingly beautiful and really tugs at your heart. It's realistic and raw but still has a sort of polish to it. Really good work; I enjoyed this immensely.

[quarticpolynomi]

thank you very much.

[bloodyrose2442]

Spot!

Part 1

[bloodyrose2442]

I just this.... you made me cry because this is beauty and wonder and it's so, so bitter like that last cup of coffee. Amazing, just purely phenomenal- you writing never fails to grasp at my heart and then play with it and just throw it aside with that last word, that last sentence- the one that means and conveys and makes me wanna cheer and weep and a million or so other things in between.

I love AU! Apocalyptic in general but you writing one- I feel like I'm in Heaven because somehow with you it's not only the amazing talent and the hundreds of other adjectives that don't even do justice to how beautiful your fics are- with you it's the fact that you always, always manage to hit the things and the couples and situations that are generally my favorite and God- I will never ever manage to express the emotions you give me through your fics properly because you create magic.

Their world ends on a Wednesday. It’s a fairly mundane and expected consequence of South Korea turning itself inside out after a few military skirmishes gone

Part 2

[bloodyrose2442]

It’s easy to stop saying anything. It’s even easier to pretend that nothing’s changed, that they have been Sunggyu and Woohyun forever, that hyung is just a synonym of sarang. It’s easy to stop watching Sunggyu’s eyes and look at his mouth and forget all of the stories he used to read into the stiffness of Sunggyu’s back and his perpetual exhaustion. It’s easy to be simple, to believe in simplicity.

The world spins further into darkness and the days grow monochromatic and Sunggyu stops smiling nearly as much, but Woohyun always manages to find something to put together for dinner, something to say about tomorrow, something to hold together the artifice of time.

Perfection.

“Who are you waiting for?”

“I don’t know,” Woohyun says. “I thought I did, but I’m not sure anymore.”

“Is she pretty?”

He smiles. “Am I pretty?”

And I cried and laughed and the world really was ending after all.

And then Woohyun wakes up and there is nothing to smile about. Sunggyu has disappeared sometime during the night, but his clothes are still there.

Part 3

[bloodyrose2442]

And I completely messed up the coding and I was supposed to do it right this time after all of the deleting and editing comments but yeah I just give up- sorry my dear.

Once again just thank you so much for sharing this perfection with us. Even if you give up on Infinite fandom and such- just never stop writing- because the world will lose somebody so talented and graced with such amazing abilities.

[reifica]

WEEPS WHAT IS THIS PERFECTION OMGGGG

Woohyun has always liked the snow, but the kind that you wake up to one morning, the kind that looks untouched and perfect, the kind that melts away after a few days so that the lasting image of its shine is bright behind closed eyelids, so there’s something to dream about. This is neither of those, this is the story of everything that happens afterwards, and Woohyun is a bit sick of those stories. i love this part sfmmmmm it is so lovely ;______;

i love the way you wrote everyone's individual reactions to the world ending. HOYA AND HIS KNITTING. love love love how sunggyu is the one who just can't let go, it seems so apt. and the desperation w/ which woogyu cling to each other, guh.

He leaves while Myungsoo is out looking to replenish their supply of peanut butter and bread, and until he returns, Woohyun is convinced that Sungyeol took Myungsoo as well. It would make sense. Myungsoo’s smile was his. you and your heartbreaking ninja myungyeol

[quarticpolynomi]

i am unsure whether to start off this comment by teasingly mocking your flagrant abuse of capital letter or explain that hobnailed boots would likely scratch the varnish on the floor in my living room, so it would be a terribly foolish idea for me to do something so silly as to acquire a pair merely to crush your (likely exceedingly messy) heart, but my wit fails me today.

your praise is always that which means most to me, especially when it's an admission that, possibly, moving pictures are not representative of a thousand words. because i don't have pictures, i never have pictures. all i have are words.

thank you, reifica. always the function to my equation.

[mammothcock]

i adore your ability to string words together in a coherent, meaningful sentence. this feels so tight, every scene seems securely in place!

“Who are you waiting for?”

“I don’t know,” Woohyun says. “I thought I did, but I’m not sure anymore.”

“Is she pretty?”

He smiles. “Am I pretty?”

this scene stayed with me as i finished the fic, and woohyun's defensive mechanism is just utterly devastating here.

as always, you've taken my breath away.

[quarticpolynomi]

thank you so very much. that scene was one of my favorites, and i am very pleased that you enjoyed that particular scene; it was certainly one of my favorites, and i am especially pleased that you picked up on woohyun's defensiveness, which i did try to understate.

[sven2ity]

[quarticpolynomi]

thank you very much. your analysis was not incorrect--you picked up on many crucial points that i had hoped to tease out of the text. you were exceedingly coherent, and i appreciate and agree with your insights.

i truly appreciated reading your review.