Jan 15, 2010 00:03
Hi to all those reading this! I'm currently workig on a couple of slightly longer pieces (long for ME, which isn't very long at all lol), so just to keep you guys stalkerish entertained, here's some short drabbles for now <3
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FOREVER AND A DAY #12
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Disease (Shiwon x Hankyung)
[Shiwon's POV]
For him, you betrayed God. For him, you defied your father. For him, you’re willing to give up your power and money. You don’t know if it’s love, for isn’t love suppose to be sweet and romantic? You think it’s more of a disease, the way your heart aches for him when he’s sad and the way you can’t think of anything else when he’s not by your side. It sparks and burns and goes through your entire body and you think you’re going to die the way he makes you feel. Then as he takes your hand in his, you don’t care what it is, you just want it to last forever.
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Snowflakes (Hankyung x Jaejoong)
[Jaejoong's POV]
My grandmother always told me that my love will come with the first snow. I believed it when I was little, got hit by a girl I tried to hug when it first snowed. I forgot about it as I grew older, and it just became one of those things your grandparents tell you. Seventeen first snows passed me by. I met you in early November, far too early for snow. I had gotten home and walked right into your startled eyes and hesitant smile and my heart had skipped a beat or two. On the news that night, they were talking about the earliest first snow in nearly two decades.
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Numbers (Hankyung x Ryeowook)
[Ryeowook's POV]
In terms of numbers, you aren’t really that important. I mean, one out of thirteen isn’t very big at all. In a group as big as ours, it’s so easy to be forgotten or ignored or left behind. It so hard to stand out, to really shine, but somehow you manage it. Sure, to the world you maybe just one person. But hyung, I want to tell you, to one person, you may be the whole world. Sometimes, numbers don’t mean anything.
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Faces (Kyuhyun x Hankyung)
[Hankyung's POV]
You sit on your bed, except it’s not really yours, because you don't remember it at all, cradling a pink teddy bear someone had given you with one arm and propping a big photo album open with your other. The pictures are filled with warm faces and pretty people. You looks up as a dark head peeks in through the door. His eyes are warm and brown, but look so sad. He slowly steps into the room and you blink at the haunting look in those eyes as he steps closer. The man smile brightly though at Hankyung as they came in. “Hankyung hyung” comes out in a low whispher and you think you could listen to this voice all day. You smile at him, because you can't help. “I’m sorry,” you says politely, “but who are you?” Then you're left to wonder at the change of expression on the man’s faces and the sparkle of tears in those eyes and you wonder if you said something wrong again.
<3
hanjae,
kyuhan,
shihan,
hanwook