I'm Your Man 1/1
Author's Notes: I saw the "I'm Your Man" teaser. This is told by ANY 2PM member's POV and I went through each frame and got...
The lights are dim, but I still want to shut them off. I want it dark so I can see you; not with eyes but with my heart. I want to feel your body curve all around me as we move. Then I want to dream of that next time we can fall. I want to shift slowly in the sheets and caress you till we daze, till we doze, till we sleep, till we wake.
We're by the car. It's pitch black but I'm here. You're here. Your feet hurt from dancing and I'm drunk and we need to rest and calm and sober up before we leave but...I don't want to leave. I see you now, wrapped in red, tapping your shoes on the pavement. I walk to you as your back turns; see the curve of your neck...your hip. I want you. I've always wanted you. I want you now.
Shift to daylight in a room. Something rented? I don't know. I'm still hazy from the night and I want to talk to you. Know you're hungry, but I want to speak to you. Put the phone down and come to me. Whisper in my ear. Hold me. Come back to bed. Let's say sweet nothings till you take off that dress. I was hooking cuff-links on my wrist, but I don't care anymore. I want them off again. Wrap around me and heat me up again.
We're back home and it's another day. You're dressing up and I don't know why, but I want to give you a gift. I want everything for you. I want to give you the world. I bring a box in and sit on the bed, watching you put on your jewelry...your makeup. You don't need it, baby. You take the box and all I see is your smile. All you ever need to wear for me is that smile.
You called me to pick you up. You needed a ride. ...I thought you were out with your girls.
You're in the backseat. You were alone when I came to get you and you won't come sit with me. Why won't you sit with me? What'd I do wrong? I'd do anything for you, but you turn away. You look out the window when I want to talk. ...I just want to talk.
Our bedroom is quiet that night.
We play a game the next day, blindfold on and music playing. It's wrapped around your eyes, but you've enslaved me. Slow beats and electric jazz fill the air as I wait. I'm talking and you're not responding. I want you to tell me what you want. I ask. You always tell me what you wanted.
You're quiet that day.
That's when you tell me.
I remember how you reacted to the gift when you opened it. The big box that held a smaller one, and a smaller one inside that. I remember how you rejected the ring. I was mad, but I still loved you. You just needed time. I was sorry that I stormed out.
I remember how you turned away at first on that pitch black night. Did you want to make love to me? Did you feel guilty? You could have said no after that first turn. I'd have done anything for you.
I remember our room. I think of what I'd have done if there were another man there. Would you have chased after me? Now I don't think so. Now I think you'd have stood there and watched me go. You aren't wearing red in my new memory. You're wearing black. Your blood doesn't pump for me anymore. That lush red slips into dark and what was once alive is dead. ...you don't feel for me anymore.
I remember how I left the car when I gave you a ride home. You never did turn around. You didn't look remorseful. Were you out with your friends? Who were you out with? Who?
I rip the blindfold off and ask "Why?" ...you're still quiet. You won't talk. I storm off.
I want to choke you. Want to grab your neck and hold and never let go. I don't. I just leave.
I'm your man, but I wasn't enough. I couldn't help it. You got to me. I wish you could know what you lost; wish you could feel what I felt all that time. I wonder at what point you fell out of love with me. I wonder, but I keep walking. The thought wrenches in my gut, but I know I'll find better. I hope I will. I'll come out of this hurtful darkness and find light with someone new.
God, I loved you.
...that's when you turned.
Just a 2pm/you ficlet, but I'm sure the MV will inspire something else? I never know. /kanyeshrug