[ONESHOT] Earth
Title: Earth
Pairing: Zikyung
Rating: G
Summary: The heart is like the earth beneath our feet and sometimes, Kyung wishes he could be that earth.
Note: Slightly confusing summary, I apologise, but it'll make sense if you read it! And also, I guess this means I'm officially back, enjoy :D
The heart is like earth, soft and malleable, delicate yet sturdy. Like earth, the heart is responsible for growth, life. But at the same time, it goes beyond that, the heart contains emotions that the earth does not, and there were many times that Park Kyung wished that the heart could be as emotionless as the earth beneath his feet.
Sitting beneath a large oak tree, he pulled his hands through the loose top soil as he contemplated the feelings currently seizing his heart. At least the earth could be free, he thought, as he let the wind carry some his hand away. Kyung would give anything to be as free and emotionless as the soil, to be as needed as the soil. The closest was to becoming the earth, was being considered a piece of dirt by all the people important to him.
Kyung had made a mistake, one he would regret for the rest of his life. His best friend, or former best friend, Jiho had come out to their band, announcing that he was gay, and Kyung had freaked out and acted like a homophobe. He looked at Jiho in disgust and threw horrible insults at him before storming out. But in truth, none of it was true, his true reaction was the exact opposite. It just happened that anger was the only emotion strong enough to mask his hopeful heart.
So now Kyung was left outcasted as the other members rallied around Jiho and the clutching pain in Kyung’s heart increased. It was like a fire searing across his chest as a hand snaked it’s way around his heart and held in a death grip. The fire reached his face, his entire body until he reached his breaking point. The emotions that had been boiling away that past week broke free like an exploding building, he screamed and shouted and apologised again and again, hot tears streaming down his face.
His pleas for forgiveness echoed in the room like a broken record and one by one the other members left the room leaving only himself and Jiho behind, so his future in the band was placed entirely in his angry ex-best friend’s hands. At that point, Kyung was already crumpled in a heap on the floor, crying into his arms, hoping that his tears wouldn’t end up leaving a puddle or the manager would get him into trouble for staining the carpet.
Jiho got up slowly, and made his way towards Kyung, one painstakingly slow step after another, and then he crouched down next to Kyung’s quivering figure setting Kyung’s mind into panic mode as he expected to be hit, only to be dragged into Jiho’s warm embrace. Kyung continued to cry into Jiho’s shoulder, his tears spreading through the fabric of his T-shirt and any attempts to talk were met with a hush and a rub on his back from Jiho.
Kyung didn’t know what to think, his mind a whirlwind of questions and possibilities as he repeatedly mumbled ‘I’m so sorry’ into Jiho’s now soaked shoulder, returned with a whispered ‘I know’ from Jiho. In that moment, Kyung became glad he wasn’t an emotionless piece of earth, drifting through the wind freely, because if he was, he wouldn’t have Jiho by his side and that mattered more than anything.
Pairing: Zikyung
Rating: G
Summary: The heart is like the earth beneath our feet and sometimes, Kyung wishes he could be that earth.
Note: Slightly confusing summary, I apologise, but it'll make sense if you read it! And also, I guess this means I'm officially back, enjoy :D
The heart is like earth, soft and malleable, delicate yet sturdy. Like earth, the heart is responsible for growth, life. But at the same time, it goes beyond that, the heart contains emotions that the earth does not, and there were many times that Park Kyung wished that the heart could be as emotionless as the earth beneath his feet.
Sitting beneath a large oak tree, he pulled his hands through the loose top soil as he contemplated the feelings currently seizing his heart. At least the earth could be free, he thought, as he let the wind carry some his hand away. Kyung would give anything to be as free and emotionless as the soil, to be as needed as the soil. The closest was to becoming the earth, was being considered a piece of dirt by all the people important to him.
Kyung had made a mistake, one he would regret for the rest of his life. His best friend, or former best friend, Jiho had come out to their band, announcing that he was gay, and Kyung had freaked out and acted like a homophobe. He looked at Jiho in disgust and threw horrible insults at him before storming out. But in truth, none of it was true, his true reaction was the exact opposite. It just happened that anger was the only emotion strong enough to mask his hopeful heart.
So now Kyung was left outcasted as the other members rallied around Jiho and the clutching pain in Kyung’s heart increased. It was like a fire searing across his chest as a hand snaked it’s way around his heart and held in a death grip. The fire reached his face, his entire body until he reached his breaking point. The emotions that had been boiling away that past week broke free like an exploding building, he screamed and shouted and apologised again and again, hot tears streaming down his face.
His pleas for forgiveness echoed in the room like a broken record and one by one the other members left the room leaving only himself and Jiho behind, so his future in the band was placed entirely in his angry ex-best friend’s hands. At that point, Kyung was already crumpled in a heap on the floor, crying into his arms, hoping that his tears wouldn’t end up leaving a puddle or the manager would get him into trouble for staining the carpet.
Jiho got up slowly, and made his way towards Kyung, one painstakingly slow step after another, and then he crouched down next to Kyung’s quivering figure setting Kyung’s mind into panic mode as he expected to be hit, only to be dragged into Jiho’s warm embrace. Kyung continued to cry into Jiho’s shoulder, his tears spreading through the fabric of his T-shirt and any attempts to talk were met with a hush and a rub on his back from Jiho.
Kyung didn’t know what to think, his mind a whirlwind of questions and possibilities as he repeatedly mumbled ‘I’m so sorry’ into Jiho’s now soaked shoulder, returned with a whispered ‘I know’ from Jiho. In that moment, Kyung became glad he wasn’t an emotionless piece of earth, drifting through the wind freely, because if he was, he wouldn’t have Jiho by his side and that mattered more than anything.