damaged
title: damaged
author: namgeun
word count: 200
pairing: jonghyun
Before, Jonghyun had been too naive to understand the sound of breaking dishes or his mother pulling him out of the house and onto snowy streets. Thinking back on it now, he wished that his parents' problems could be pillowed in white like he'd seen the world before.
When they'd go walking, he remembered a store they'd pass by. The windows had displayed angel figurines, delicate and attractive, and after the fifth passing, he'd finally worked up the courage to ask his mother if he could have one.
The smile in her eyes had shown creases that made her look tired and frail. It was his first time seeing what was below the surface.
She yanked on his arm so he wouldn't fall into the icy street. "We'll come back tomorrow."
They never went. Instead, they spent the next day packing things into cardboard boxes. Before they left, his father was reclining on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand, making it easier for Jonghyun to forget, but never forgive.
In the car, he still saw the damage casting over his mother's eyes. So for her, he forgot about the store like he'd done with his father.
author: namgeun
word count: 200
pairing: jonghyun
Before, Jonghyun had been too naive to understand the sound of breaking dishes or his mother pulling him out of the house and onto snowy streets. Thinking back on it now, he wished that his parents' problems could be pillowed in white like he'd seen the world before.
When they'd go walking, he remembered a store they'd pass by. The windows had displayed angel figurines, delicate and attractive, and after the fifth passing, he'd finally worked up the courage to ask his mother if he could have one.
The smile in her eyes had shown creases that made her look tired and frail. It was his first time seeing what was below the surface.
She yanked on his arm so he wouldn't fall into the icy street. "We'll come back tomorrow."
They never went. Instead, they spent the next day packing things into cardboard boxes. Before they left, his father was reclining on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand, making it easier for Jonghyun to forget, but never forgive.
In the car, he still saw the damage casting over his mother's eyes. So for her, he forgot about the store like he'd done with his father.