Forever and a Day #7
FOREVER AND A DAY #7
yes i wrote another angst. sue me.
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Dance Practice (kyuhan)
You loved dance practice. Not that you were particularly gifted at it, but you loved it all the same. The others didn’t get it at first, wondered why you always had a smile on your face, even as you struggled. Dance practice was where you had first met him, spoken to him, watched him dance. He shone when he danced, all agile limbs and flowing movements. Then everyone had understood why you like dance practice. Donghae had yelled out, “Kyuhyunah, stop ogling me while I dance!” and you had dug your own hole when you told him it wasn’t him you were ogling. The only other person dancing was Hankyung.
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Smooth (shihan)
[hankyung's POV]
It was strange, the feeling beneath your fingertips indescribably complex. Cool, almost cold, yet it seemed to burn your skin. It was so, so smooth, your fingers gliding across the surface like ice. Yet it felt like your skin was being grated off. You were drawn to it, you have been like this for hours, but at the same time, you have the strong urge to run away and never look back. You wanted to smile, to shout, to cry all at the same time. You had loved him so much, yet now you hate this, this strange, horrible piece of marble just as much.
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Stutter (Hanteuk)
[leeteuk's POV]
I was always articulate and I always talked a lot, everyone knows that. Hell, you can’t host shows and a radio station without being a great speaker. You were the one who stumbled over words and struggled to come up with replies to questions. It was suppose to be you who stuttered and mixed conversations up with Korean, English and Chinese. But whenever I talk to you, my usual witty comments and rapid tongue fails me, it’s as if I had eaten too much chilli. When I’m with you, words come out in blushes and stutters and I don’t know what to do.
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Stuffed Animal (shihan)
[hankyung's POV]
There were countless stuffed toys around the dorm. Just off the top of you head, you could count about 13. Each of the members had their own little animals, but there was also a bunch that was shared. Now as you scan over your room, you can see a brown puppy and an orange monkey on the floor and a pink bunny on the table. There was also a large fish next to your bed. Yet you slide under the blankets, empty handed. You were missing what you usually hug to sleep, a particular horse that could not make it back home tonight.
yes i wrote another angst. sue me.
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Dance Practice (kyuhan)
You loved dance practice. Not that you were particularly gifted at it, but you loved it all the same. The others didn’t get it at first, wondered why you always had a smile on your face, even as you struggled. Dance practice was where you had first met him, spoken to him, watched him dance. He shone when he danced, all agile limbs and flowing movements. Then everyone had understood why you like dance practice. Donghae had yelled out, “Kyuhyunah, stop ogling me while I dance!” and you had dug your own hole when you told him it wasn’t him you were ogling. The only other person dancing was Hankyung.
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Smooth (shihan)
[hankyung's POV]
It was strange, the feeling beneath your fingertips indescribably complex. Cool, almost cold, yet it seemed to burn your skin. It was so, so smooth, your fingers gliding across the surface like ice. Yet it felt like your skin was being grated off. You were drawn to it, you have been like this for hours, but at the same time, you have the strong urge to run away and never look back. You wanted to smile, to shout, to cry all at the same time. You had loved him so much, yet now you hate this, this strange, horrible piece of marble just as much.
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Stutter (Hanteuk)
[leeteuk's POV]
I was always articulate and I always talked a lot, everyone knows that. Hell, you can’t host shows and a radio station without being a great speaker. You were the one who stumbled over words and struggled to come up with replies to questions. It was suppose to be you who stuttered and mixed conversations up with Korean, English and Chinese. But whenever I talk to you, my usual witty comments and rapid tongue fails me, it’s as if I had eaten too much chilli. When I’m with you, words come out in blushes and stutters and I don’t know what to do.
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Stuffed Animal (shihan)
[hankyung's POV]
There were countless stuffed toys around the dorm. Just off the top of you head, you could count about 13. Each of the members had their own little animals, but there was also a bunch that was shared. Now as you scan over your room, you can see a brown puppy and an orange monkey on the floor and a pink bunny on the table. There was also a large fish next to your bed. Yet you slide under the blankets, empty handed. You were missing what you usually hug to sleep, a particular horse that could not make it back home tonight.