Voice of My Heart - Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven
It's really stupid to call a mute person, Kyuhyun thought as he answered the phone and heard Ryeowook’s voice.
"Kyu! Kyu, I'm sorry, I love you! I know you must hate me for taking your voice away, but please tell me where you are." a loud sobbing and then more begging; "please tell me, I need to see you, please, please."
Kyuhyun hit his own forehead.
I'm mute you idiot, he thought, yet for some reason he was smiling.
He hung up and sent a text to Ryeowook instead.
‘I'm on my way home from the hospital.
Wait in our room, I'll be there soon.
Don't worry.’
When Kyuhyun returned he found Ryeowook sleeping on their bed. He gently woke him up by a touch on his shoulder.
"You went to the hospital.." he said while slowly sitting up.
"What did they say?" he asked, worry painted clearly on his face.
Kyuhyun took the paper from earlier, crossed out a word and wrote another;
'it's was no use.'
Ryeowook read it upside down while Kyuhyun was writing.
"Are you okay?" he asked and this time Kyuhyun wrote something else, for the first time not just underlining or crossing over words.
‘Do you still love me?’ Kyuhyun was fighting to hold back his tears as he wrote it.
"You can be mute and blind and deaf, I'll still love you forever." Ryeowook answered with a stubborn look.
Kyuhyun put his arms around Ryeowook and leaned his head on the smaller one’s shoulder and finally let his tears go, sobbing and clinging to his boyfriend. Something was still lost, Kyuhyun’s voice was still gone forever, no matter how much they promised to love each other.
He could feel Ryeowook’s fingers brush gently through his hair, massaging his scalp and neck and he slowly felt more relaxed.
“It’s not the end of the world, Kyuhyunie.. Jungsu hyung always says it’s not the end but an and.. And if our story was told it would end with ‘And they lived happily ever after’.”
Kyuhyun withdrew from their close hug to look into Ryeowook’s eyes before he kissed him. And the feeling was still the same, of soft sweetness and Chinese herbs and butterflies. Maybe Ryeowook was right. Maybe this was a ‘happy ever after’.