Teardrops on My Guitar (Songfic!)
title: Teardrops on My Guitar (One-shot!)
pairing: One-sided!KyuMin
rating: PG-13
notes: Angst. I am still working on my series, I just wanted to get this idea off of my mind! The plot is not mine, and was based off on the song Teardrops on My Guitar by Taylor Swift. Check it out sometime!
summary: All Sungmin wanted was everything to be exactly as it was before. But sometimes wishes just don't come true, eh?
Drew looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see.
What I want, and I need and,
Everything that we should be,
I carried my books to my chest, walking side by side with him, my best friend, the one who I’ve liked for a while. He’s chatting on and on about that science project that he’s worked so hard on, but I honestly don’t give a damn. I looked up at him, going on and on about that project, his mouth forming around words that I couldn’t comprehend at the moment. My heart clenched painfully at the thought that we would only be friends. Breathing was starting to get hard for me, until he looked down at me and smiled worriedly. He was everything that I wanted, everything that I needed, and everything that I couldn’t have. Was that so wrong?
“Hey Sungmin, you okay?” I looked up to his glowing face and attempted a smile, swallowing down all my troubles for now. He nodded, pleased before going off on that science project again. I sighed brokenly and hugged my books tighter, knowing he could never be mine.
I'll bet she's beautiful,
That girl he talks about,
And she's got everything
That I have to live without!
“I…I can’t get her out of my mind, Sungmin. Ugh…it’s so embarrassing to talk about. Ha, wait until the school finds out that the almighty Kyuhyun has a weakness!” He laughed, leaning against the lockers in front of me. The school day ended and yet again, he was talking about his new girlfriend. I felt a lump rise in my throat and nodded, blinking rapidly, laughing humorlessly along with him.
“She’s so sweet and funny, and she cares about me like no one else would.” I felt hurt by that. I would do anything for him, but did he see me? No. But I could never stay angry at him, I just couldn’t. And thinking that only made my chest ache even more. He looked down to his watch and waved, running off the front door.
“I’ll talk to you later Min!” He smiled, and turned back around, heading outdoors to meet up with her. I gritted my teeth, feeling the ache grow as I squeezed my eyes shut. Yeah, sure he would talk to me later…about her. I rushed into the bathroom as I choked, desperately trying not to cry. I kicked the bathroom wall, ignoring the stinging pain in my foot. I sank down to the ground and hid my face in my hands, the ache growing too overwhelming for me.
“Why couldn’t she just have stayed out of our lives?!” I cried out to no one in particular, clenching my hands into fists. I sighed, stretching out my hands. Have I really sunk down to that level? To hate someone for a reason so stupid? But that damn reason wasn’t stupid. It was true and it was ruining my life. I rested my head against the wall, shutting my eyes tight as the tears I’ve held in the whole day rushed down my face.
Drew talks to me,
I laugh 'cause it's just so funny.
I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me,
We’re in the library, chatting casually in the fairy tale section. Right at the moment, I was just happy that I had him to myself for now. I love his deep tone in his voice, the way he smiled, and the way his eyes were that chocolate brown color. I smiled, and I didn’t care that it’s a library anymore. It felt like we were the only ones in that library. I laughed out loud as he joked around with my love of the color pink.
“Shh!” A harsh whisper was heard, and we turned wide-eyed to the librarian, her face stern as she turned back to the books she was sorting. I turned back to Kyuhyun, both of us chuckling quietly as we were caught red-handed. It was times like these that I actually felt that rare happiness inside me, and when I felt loved and wanted again, like the old times.
He says he's so in love.
He's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night!
But I soon forgot those joyful feelings as the conversation led to his girlfriend again, and I saw his face light up in a way I could never do myself. My heart sank and I felt the smile die on my face, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“I may be in love with this girl, Sungmin. Do you think it’s wrong? I mean, we’ve been together for a few weeks…what do you think?” His eyes brightened when he talked about her, and I looked away, letting my gaze rest on those fairy tale books. Cinderella…Sleeping Beauty…Snow White…all about love that never happens in real life. I wished that my life could have been as simple as that. But reality hits you hard when you realize nothing can be as easy as a fairy tale. I half-heartedly smiled at him and I felt that last bit of hope fly away.
“I think you should go for her, Kyu. You’re handsome and charming, and I see the way she looks at you. So full of love and happiness. Who could resist you?” I feebly joked, punching his arm softly. He laughed and draped an arm around me.
“But you know I’ll always love you Sungmin. You’re my best friend!” He chuckled again, rubbing my arm reassuringly. I didn’t even bother to smile as I heard those words.
“I love you too, Kyu, and I always will.” I said in a low voice, knowing that my words had a double meaning hidden underneath.
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do.
I strummed my guitar gently as to not wake the neighbors. My fingers slowly plucked each string, delicately and carefully, before taking the guitar pick and creating musical chords. I tried my best not to think of him, but I couldn’t help it. That song he wrote himself and sang to me to see if it was good soon drifted beautifully out of my guitar as the pick flew across the strings. I had a small smile on my face as the song came to an end, but it drifted away as the song only reminded me that I had no hope. I felt the familiar ache in my chest again, and this time, I let it overwhelm my senses as I fell back into my bed, clutching the neck of my guitar tightly, a salty drop of water landing with a soft plop on the wooden material. I slowly turned to my other side, facing the window longingly. Everything was blurred as tears trickled down my cheek. I swallowed, and was just about to look away when I saw a streak of light pierce the night sky. I looked up in curiosity, and sure enough, I saw another shooting star. Everything was going wrong so why not just try?
“I wish that everything was back as it was before. Kyuhyun and I with a strong friendship, neither one of us falling head over heels over someone else. I wish it was as simple as it was before.” I whispered to myself. I laughed brokenly to myself, knowing that it would never come true. Telling someone won’t make that wish come true? I scoffed. Sometimes, wishes just never come true, whether you tell someone or not, and I can prove that the next morning when I wake up broken hearted, everything gone wrong.
Drew walks by me.
Can’t he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly.
The kind of flawless I wish I could be.
I saw him look around the next morning, obviously searching for someone. I felt a tiny flutter in my heart as I hoped that maybe, just maybe, he was looking for me. He looked in my direction and smiled, quickening his pace. I opened my locker as I feel happiness rise again in my chest. I placed my backpack in my locker, and see him smiling and walking in my direction. I held my breath in anticipation, waiting for a greeting of some sort, only to release it in disappointment as he walks right past me to that girl. But how can I blame the either of them? She’s nice and sweet, and Kyuhyun…I just can’t blame him. I swallow, realizing how much I’ve changed. Before, I took it as granted when he said hello to me each and every morning, always with that dazzling smile. Now I miss it so much, it’s like I’m not there in his life anymore. There’s no place in his heart for me anymore. I gazed longingly at the both of them when I close my locker. At least they were happy and smiling. Why couldn’t I be as perfect and happy as them?
She better hold him tight,
Give him all her love,
Look in those beautiful eyes,
And know she's lucky 'cause!
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do.
The days past in a breeze, and I tried my best to avoid them the last few days. So far, the emptiness had been patched up in my heart. Uneven and loose, but patched up nonetheless. I’ve gotten close with a couple of my friends that I’ve been neglecting with the amount of time I had spent with Kyuhyun. I open my locker to get my books for the next class, when I feel that familiar arm drape on my shoulder. I drew in a sharp breath as I felt the stitches loosening in my chest.
“I haven’t seen you in a while Min! What happened to you?” I shrugged, refusing to look Kyuhyun in the eye. I couldn’t let him break my heart again, not after all that hard work I tried fixing it. I gathered my books quickly, hoping that I could get out of there before anything happened.
“We need to start hanging out again, like we used to. You’re my best friend remember?” Of course I would remember! How could I ever forget? I look up angrily at him, hurt that he would even doubt our friendship. I felt that ache return as I stared up into those beautiful eyes, the anger vanishing as swiftly as it had come. I bit my lip as he ran off to his girlfriend, and slammed my locker closed, squeezing my eyes shut as I rested my head against my locker. I know that she’s taking everything for granted, like I did before I fell for him. I looked up to see them kissing, his arm wrapped around her waist. I gritted my teeth and walked in the other direction, not looking back, knowing that those stitches that I worked so hard to keep together had officially fell apart. She didn’t know how lucky she was right now, and how much I would give to be in her position.
So I drive home alone,
As I turn out the light,
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight!
'Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart.
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do.
I stormed into my room at night, slamming my bedroom door closed. I felt that familiar lump in my throat rise and that ache appeared in my chest again. I clutched my chest tightly as I took shuddery breaths, slamming my backpack down to the ground. Everything became blurry and I choke on my own spit, completely pissed off and angry for no reason. I staggered towards my bed, but I never make it as my vision becomes too blurry. I barely feel the pain as I collapse to the ground, biting my hand to keep from making noises as I cry out the feelings that I’ve kept in for so long.
“Kyu…Kyuhyun…you don’t understand anything!” I cried out, my voice echoing off the walls of my room. My voice was cracked and broken, but I didn’t care. I slowly rose up, kneeling on my bed with a tear-streaked face. I grabbed a pillow and fell on the bed, screaming into the white fabric. The anger subsided into sadness as I clutched the pillow tightly to my face. I felt weak as the energy I once felt faded. I grabbed my yearbook and hurriedly flipped to the page with his face. His mocking, smiling face. But how could I hate that? I couldn’t, and I didn’t. I loved him, I fucking loved him so much it hurt. I bit my lip and my vision became blurry again. I slowly closed the yearbook and slipped it under my pillow.
“I love you…I love you so much Kyuhyun…” I whispered, a sudden tiredness coming over me as I cried myself to sleep, my hand resting on the yearbook underneath my pillow.
He's the time taken up but there's never enough.
And he's all that I need to fall into.
Kyuhyun was such a big part of my life. And he still is, but I’ve learned to push aside those unwanted feelings and let it stay as a strong friendship. But I still felt burdened each day as I opened my locker, repeating the same routine over and over again. Everything was dull to me now without Kyuhyun, but I still tried my best to avoid him, because I knew how much he hurt me. I realized just now that Kyuhyun was like a black hole. I was sucked in to his good looks, his personality, the friendship that I thought could be more, and I knew that I was going into deep trouble, but I didn’t care. I was blinded by love. He was like a trap that I willingly fell in to, and had a hard time getting out. I felt his arm curl around my shoulders and this time, I knew that I could face him without much pain.
“Sungmin! I haven’t talked to you in a while!” He showed that dazzling smile, and the ache I felt before had fallen to a dull thud.
“Aren’t you going to go with your girlfriend?” I asked, showing no sarcasm. He shrugged and started walking towards his classroom.
“Everyone needs to spend time with their best friend.” He smiled, and started talking about that homework that was due today, and that he had so much trouble on it. I smiled, ignoring the gnawing ache that threatened to take over my heart again. I remembered that this was one of the reasons why I fell for him. How we could talk so easily, how we could laugh so easily, and everything else. When we reached his classroom, he paused before turning back around to me.
“Sungmin? I really have missed you these past few days. We seriously should start hanging out like we used to.” He asked hopefully. I sighed, knowing how much I wanted this. I wanted to be around him and just hang out. But I knew that I had to keep my distance. I put up a fake smile and shrugged.
“Maybe later. I will catch you after school okay?” I waved goodbye and headed down the hall, the smile fading away. I felt tears rush down my cheek at the sudden longing to be with him. I felt my false strength die away as I grew weaker and weaker, knowing that all we would ever be is best friends. I rounded the corner, and fell to my knees, clutching my books to my chest. Maybe it was time to move on, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t forget him.
“I love you so much Kyuhyun…”
Drew looks at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see…
pairing: One-sided!KyuMin
rating: PG-13
notes: Angst. I am still working on my series, I just wanted to get this idea off of my mind! The plot is not mine, and was based off on the song Teardrops on My Guitar by Taylor Swift. Check it out sometime!
summary: All Sungmin wanted was everything to be exactly as it was before. But sometimes wishes just don't come true, eh?
Drew looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see.
What I want, and I need and,
Everything that we should be,
I carried my books to my chest, walking side by side with him, my best friend, the one who I’ve liked for a while. He’s chatting on and on about that science project that he’s worked so hard on, but I honestly don’t give a damn. I looked up at him, going on and on about that project, his mouth forming around words that I couldn’t comprehend at the moment. My heart clenched painfully at the thought that we would only be friends. Breathing was starting to get hard for me, until he looked down at me and smiled worriedly. He was everything that I wanted, everything that I needed, and everything that I couldn’t have. Was that so wrong?
“Hey Sungmin, you okay?” I looked up to his glowing face and attempted a smile, swallowing down all my troubles for now. He nodded, pleased before going off on that science project again. I sighed brokenly and hugged my books tighter, knowing he could never be mine.
I'll bet she's beautiful,
That girl he talks about,
And she's got everything
That I have to live without!
“I…I can’t get her out of my mind, Sungmin. Ugh…it’s so embarrassing to talk about. Ha, wait until the school finds out that the almighty Kyuhyun has a weakness!” He laughed, leaning against the lockers in front of me. The school day ended and yet again, he was talking about his new girlfriend. I felt a lump rise in my throat and nodded, blinking rapidly, laughing humorlessly along with him.
“She’s so sweet and funny, and she cares about me like no one else would.” I felt hurt by that. I would do anything for him, but did he see me? No. But I could never stay angry at him, I just couldn’t. And thinking that only made my chest ache even more. He looked down to his watch and waved, running off the front door.
“I’ll talk to you later Min!” He smiled, and turned back around, heading outdoors to meet up with her. I gritted my teeth, feeling the ache grow as I squeezed my eyes shut. Yeah, sure he would talk to me later…about her. I rushed into the bathroom as I choked, desperately trying not to cry. I kicked the bathroom wall, ignoring the stinging pain in my foot. I sank down to the ground and hid my face in my hands, the ache growing too overwhelming for me.
“Why couldn’t she just have stayed out of our lives?!” I cried out to no one in particular, clenching my hands into fists. I sighed, stretching out my hands. Have I really sunk down to that level? To hate someone for a reason so stupid? But that damn reason wasn’t stupid. It was true and it was ruining my life. I rested my head against the wall, shutting my eyes tight as the tears I’ve held in the whole day rushed down my face.
Drew talks to me,
I laugh 'cause it's just so funny.
I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me,
We’re in the library, chatting casually in the fairy tale section. Right at the moment, I was just happy that I had him to myself for now. I love his deep tone in his voice, the way he smiled, and the way his eyes were that chocolate brown color. I smiled, and I didn’t care that it’s a library anymore. It felt like we were the only ones in that library. I laughed out loud as he joked around with my love of the color pink.
“Shh!” A harsh whisper was heard, and we turned wide-eyed to the librarian, her face stern as she turned back to the books she was sorting. I turned back to Kyuhyun, both of us chuckling quietly as we were caught red-handed. It was times like these that I actually felt that rare happiness inside me, and when I felt loved and wanted again, like the old times.
He says he's so in love.
He's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night!
But I soon forgot those joyful feelings as the conversation led to his girlfriend again, and I saw his face light up in a way I could never do myself. My heart sank and I felt the smile die on my face, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“I may be in love with this girl, Sungmin. Do you think it’s wrong? I mean, we’ve been together for a few weeks…what do you think?” His eyes brightened when he talked about her, and I looked away, letting my gaze rest on those fairy tale books. Cinderella…Sleeping Beauty…Snow White…all about love that never happens in real life. I wished that my life could have been as simple as that. But reality hits you hard when you realize nothing can be as easy as a fairy tale. I half-heartedly smiled at him and I felt that last bit of hope fly away.
“I think you should go for her, Kyu. You’re handsome and charming, and I see the way she looks at you. So full of love and happiness. Who could resist you?” I feebly joked, punching his arm softly. He laughed and draped an arm around me.
“But you know I’ll always love you Sungmin. You’re my best friend!” He chuckled again, rubbing my arm reassuringly. I didn’t even bother to smile as I heard those words.
“I love you too, Kyu, and I always will.” I said in a low voice, knowing that my words had a double meaning hidden underneath.
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do.
I strummed my guitar gently as to not wake the neighbors. My fingers slowly plucked each string, delicately and carefully, before taking the guitar pick and creating musical chords. I tried my best not to think of him, but I couldn’t help it. That song he wrote himself and sang to me to see if it was good soon drifted beautifully out of my guitar as the pick flew across the strings. I had a small smile on my face as the song came to an end, but it drifted away as the song only reminded me that I had no hope. I felt the familiar ache in my chest again, and this time, I let it overwhelm my senses as I fell back into my bed, clutching the neck of my guitar tightly, a salty drop of water landing with a soft plop on the wooden material. I slowly turned to my other side, facing the window longingly. Everything was blurred as tears trickled down my cheek. I swallowed, and was just about to look away when I saw a streak of light pierce the night sky. I looked up in curiosity, and sure enough, I saw another shooting star. Everything was going wrong so why not just try?
“I wish that everything was back as it was before. Kyuhyun and I with a strong friendship, neither one of us falling head over heels over someone else. I wish it was as simple as it was before.” I whispered to myself. I laughed brokenly to myself, knowing that it would never come true. Telling someone won’t make that wish come true? I scoffed. Sometimes, wishes just never come true, whether you tell someone or not, and I can prove that the next morning when I wake up broken hearted, everything gone wrong.
Drew walks by me.
Can’t he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly.
The kind of flawless I wish I could be.
I saw him look around the next morning, obviously searching for someone. I felt a tiny flutter in my heart as I hoped that maybe, just maybe, he was looking for me. He looked in my direction and smiled, quickening his pace. I opened my locker as I feel happiness rise again in my chest. I placed my backpack in my locker, and see him smiling and walking in my direction. I held my breath in anticipation, waiting for a greeting of some sort, only to release it in disappointment as he walks right past me to that girl. But how can I blame the either of them? She’s nice and sweet, and Kyuhyun…I just can’t blame him. I swallow, realizing how much I’ve changed. Before, I took it as granted when he said hello to me each and every morning, always with that dazzling smile. Now I miss it so much, it’s like I’m not there in his life anymore. There’s no place in his heart for me anymore. I gazed longingly at the both of them when I close my locker. At least they were happy and smiling. Why couldn’t I be as perfect and happy as them?
She better hold him tight,
Give him all her love,
Look in those beautiful eyes,
And know she's lucky 'cause!
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do.
The days past in a breeze, and I tried my best to avoid them the last few days. So far, the emptiness had been patched up in my heart. Uneven and loose, but patched up nonetheless. I’ve gotten close with a couple of my friends that I’ve been neglecting with the amount of time I had spent with Kyuhyun. I open my locker to get my books for the next class, when I feel that familiar arm drape on my shoulder. I drew in a sharp breath as I felt the stitches loosening in my chest.
“I haven’t seen you in a while Min! What happened to you?” I shrugged, refusing to look Kyuhyun in the eye. I couldn’t let him break my heart again, not after all that hard work I tried fixing it. I gathered my books quickly, hoping that I could get out of there before anything happened.
“We need to start hanging out again, like we used to. You’re my best friend remember?” Of course I would remember! How could I ever forget? I look up angrily at him, hurt that he would even doubt our friendship. I felt that ache return as I stared up into those beautiful eyes, the anger vanishing as swiftly as it had come. I bit my lip as he ran off to his girlfriend, and slammed my locker closed, squeezing my eyes shut as I rested my head against my locker. I know that she’s taking everything for granted, like I did before I fell for him. I looked up to see them kissing, his arm wrapped around her waist. I gritted my teeth and walked in the other direction, not looking back, knowing that those stitches that I worked so hard to keep together had officially fell apart. She didn’t know how lucky she was right now, and how much I would give to be in her position.
So I drive home alone,
As I turn out the light,
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight!
'Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart.
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do.
I stormed into my room at night, slamming my bedroom door closed. I felt that familiar lump in my throat rise and that ache appeared in my chest again. I clutched my chest tightly as I took shuddery breaths, slamming my backpack down to the ground. Everything became blurry and I choke on my own spit, completely pissed off and angry for no reason. I staggered towards my bed, but I never make it as my vision becomes too blurry. I barely feel the pain as I collapse to the ground, biting my hand to keep from making noises as I cry out the feelings that I’ve kept in for so long.
“Kyu…Kyuhyun…you don’t understand anything!” I cried out, my voice echoing off the walls of my room. My voice was cracked and broken, but I didn’t care. I slowly rose up, kneeling on my bed with a tear-streaked face. I grabbed a pillow and fell on the bed, screaming into the white fabric. The anger subsided into sadness as I clutched the pillow tightly to my face. I felt weak as the energy I once felt faded. I grabbed my yearbook and hurriedly flipped to the page with his face. His mocking, smiling face. But how could I hate that? I couldn’t, and I didn’t. I loved him, I fucking loved him so much it hurt. I bit my lip and my vision became blurry again. I slowly closed the yearbook and slipped it under my pillow.
“I love you…I love you so much Kyuhyun…” I whispered, a sudden tiredness coming over me as I cried myself to sleep, my hand resting on the yearbook underneath my pillow.
He's the time taken up but there's never enough.
And he's all that I need to fall into.
Kyuhyun was such a big part of my life. And he still is, but I’ve learned to push aside those unwanted feelings and let it stay as a strong friendship. But I still felt burdened each day as I opened my locker, repeating the same routine over and over again. Everything was dull to me now without Kyuhyun, but I still tried my best to avoid him, because I knew how much he hurt me. I realized just now that Kyuhyun was like a black hole. I was sucked in to his good looks, his personality, the friendship that I thought could be more, and I knew that I was going into deep trouble, but I didn’t care. I was blinded by love. He was like a trap that I willingly fell in to, and had a hard time getting out. I felt his arm curl around my shoulders and this time, I knew that I could face him without much pain.
“Sungmin! I haven’t talked to you in a while!” He showed that dazzling smile, and the ache I felt before had fallen to a dull thud.
“Aren’t you going to go with your girlfriend?” I asked, showing no sarcasm. He shrugged and started walking towards his classroom.
“Everyone needs to spend time with their best friend.” He smiled, and started talking about that homework that was due today, and that he had so much trouble on it. I smiled, ignoring the gnawing ache that threatened to take over my heart again. I remembered that this was one of the reasons why I fell for him. How we could talk so easily, how we could laugh so easily, and everything else. When we reached his classroom, he paused before turning back around to me.
“Sungmin? I really have missed you these past few days. We seriously should start hanging out like we used to.” He asked hopefully. I sighed, knowing how much I wanted this. I wanted to be around him and just hang out. But I knew that I had to keep my distance. I put up a fake smile and shrugged.
“Maybe later. I will catch you after school okay?” I waved goodbye and headed down the hall, the smile fading away. I felt tears rush down my cheek at the sudden longing to be with him. I felt my false strength die away as I grew weaker and weaker, knowing that all we would ever be is best friends. I rounded the corner, and fell to my knees, clutching my books to my chest. Maybe it was time to move on, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t forget him.
“I love you so much Kyuhyun…”
Drew looks at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see…