No Criteria - [Sketch Story]
Title: No criteria
Length: Sketch Story (approx. 700 words)
Author: sayhell
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kyuwook
Genre: Fluff
Summary: There is no criteria when it comes to love.
Large eyes.
Under a pair of eyebrows knotted in utmost concentration, a pair of smaller-than-usual eyes were fixed on the soap opera playing on the television screen.
Long slender legs.
The legs moved out from beneath the body, stretched, and propped themselves on the coffee table. They were stumpy, their heels barely scraping pass the edge of the table even though their owner had slid several centimeters down the sofa.
Wavy hair spilling down the back like a wondrous waterfall.
The short crop of sleek hair gleamed under the living room lights. A scrawny hand scratched at the head, its fingertips drawing a few strands of stray hair from the bundle of fringe domestically tied in an apple-stalk style.
Luscious lips.
The tiny lips pursed in righteous frustration when the scheming antagonist of the drama set the protagonist up yet again. The lips were small, so small that he could capture and cover them entirely with his own.
Big bust.
The flat chest heaved indignantly when every character in the drama shunned the protagonist. But all he could think was how smooth the chest was every time he caressed it under the dark cover of night.
A worthy opponent on StarCraft.
The fingers worked deftly on the remote controller to fast-forward the recorded drama when their owner decided that the protagonist's plight was too much to bear. Those fingers was never quite as adroit when it came to computer games.
Cannot be a crybaby.
"Kyuhyun-ah!" Ryeowook bawled suddenly, jolting Kyuhyun into dropping the tattered journal he had been holding.
"What's wrong?" Kyuhyun looked from the tears collecting the corner of Ryeowook's small eyes, to the hospital scene playing on the television, and sighed. "It's just a show."
"But... But... How could he die?" Ryeowook hiccuped. "He's the best person on earth." More tears joined the old ones and Kyuhyun plucked a few tissues to dab at Ryeowook's eyes.
"He died to satisfy the sadistic tendencies of the scriptwriter," Kyuhyun muttered under his breath, inwardly cursing the production crew for triggering the tears of his lover. He pulled Ryeowook into his embrace. He patted the small back in a placating rhythm.
It took several minutes for Ryeowook to curb his tears. But even when the tears subside, Kyuhyun never stopped murmuring words of comfort into Ryeowook's ears. Eventually Ryeowook, sniffing but no longer crying, disentangled himself from Kyuhyun's arms and padded to the bathroom to wash his face.
Kyuhyun's eyes strayed to the journal sprawled on his side and the list of criteria of an ideal girlfriend he had written back in high school stared back at him. A corner of his lips quirked in amusement at how his life had drastically deviated from the list.
Eight years ago, he had been sure that he would never fall in love with someone without doe-like eyes, legs of a model and bust worthy of lingerie advertisement. He had been sure that he would be in love with a girl.
Eight years ago, he would have shaken his head in disgust if someone had told him that his future lover would be abysmal in StarCraft.
And eight years ago, he had never imagined that one day he would have enough patience to deal with the frequent petty tears of the person he loves.
The last criterion on the list caught his attention and he felt his heart swell in hope that his seventeen-year old self had displayed some foresight after all.
Loves me more than I love her.
What a selfish bastard, Kyuhyun chided at his seventeen-year old self.
He picked a pen from the holder beside the telephone and amended the last criterion. After a few strikes and strokes here and there, the phrase now said:
Love him more than he loves me.
END
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A/N: How did a 100 word drabble turn into a 700 word monstrosity? =_= This is inspired by the KTR episode today. Pardon me for the incoherence and cheesiness of the ending.
Still, do enjoy. As for me, I have a meeting to attend -_-.