The Dash (Chapter 8)
Title: The Dash
Characters (in appearance order): Hankyung, Heechul
Rating: PG 13
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: It's Hankyung's past that inspired me:D
Author's Note: Love Suju :D
Summary: Hankyung blinked. It really was him. Standing there, like a statue carved out delicately by a skilled craftsman, every single detail neatly thought out.
Hankyung blinked. It really was him. Standing there, like a statue carved out delicately by a skilled craftsman, every single detail neatly thought out.
Heechul walked towards Hankyung, extending his arms out.
“Come to me, Hankyung,” Heechul said.
Hankyung moved forward, without hesitating. It was as if he was under a spell, listening to the command given by Heechul.
Hankyung moved till he was about an inch away from Heechul. Hankyung took a deep breath. Wow… The sweet scent of Heechul…
It took away Hankyung’s breath that instant.
Heechul was like an angel brought down from Heaven to Earth, and he was standing right in front of Hankyung.
“Heechul…” Hankyung muttered, “I miss you… Can you…”
Before Hankyung could complete his sentence, Heechul placed a delicate finger on Hankyung’s lips. It sent an electric spark throughout Hankyung’s body.
“Simply stunning,” Hankyung told himself.
Heechul gave his heart-grabbing lopsided smile. Hankyung could feel his heart flutter. The spark continued moving its way through Hankyung.
Then, Heechul moved his finger down Hankyung’s jaw line, and down his neck. It was the most delightful touch Hankyung had ever experienced. It was controlled, and filled with love.
“Does that mean that Heechul has forgiven me? I do hope so…” Hankyung thought to himself.
Just when Hankyung kept his hopes high, Heechul started turning away. And walking towards the darkness beyond… Slowly fading away…
“Heechul… HEECHUL-AH!!” Hankyung shouted, “Heechul don’t go, don’t leave me alone!!”
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Hankyung jotted from his sleep. He was breathing in and out and was breaking out in cold sweat.
“It’s just a nightmare,” he declared silently to himself.
He looked over to his left, and saw Heechul sleeping peacefully. Hankyung heaved a sigh of relief. He was glad that Heechul did not wake up from his screams, and it was definitely fortunate that Heechul did not, or else there would be the same tense atmosphere between them again.
Hankyung sat at the head of his bed, scanning the room. It was the room that was shared between them both. Memories, good and bad, were built within this same room. How Hankyung wished Heechul would forgive him…
He picked up the alarm clock from his beside table and squinted to see the time. 4:30 am. He kicked his bed sheets away from him, and slipped his feet into his bedroom slippers. He lifted his feet slowly one by one and headed towards the bathroom, hoping not to wake Heechul up from his sleep.
He opened the bathroom door gingerly and tiptoed in. His finger automatically reached for the switch, but stopped there, and placed his hand back to his side. He was afraid that Heechul might wake up as the bedroom lights would flood the entire room. Hankyung entered the room, and closed the door as softly as before.
As soon as Hankyung closed the door, Heechul opened his eyes. Heechul could not sleep. How could anyone sleep if there was tension between them and their lovers?
Heechul saw how Hankyung tried making as little noise as possible when entering the bathroom. Heechul smiled. This was his Hankyung, the thoughtful Hankyung.
“I wonder why he screamed so loudly just now during his sleep…” Heechul questioned himself. Heechul wanted to ask Hankyung why, but didn’t have the courage to do so. He sighed. If only life could rewind back to when both of them were still together…
Heechul hated how they had to avoid each other. How they had to act as though they were total strangers. He especially hated how Siwon got so close to Hankyung, and kissed him… on the lips?!
Heechul could feel his whole face burning, and turning into a bright crimson red. He clenched his fists tightly.
“I’m never going to forgive Siwon for that…” he thought furiously.
Then Hankyung stepped out of the bathroom. Heechul snapped his eyes shut, then opened his lids slightly to peep at what Hankyung was doing.
Hankyung reached for the iPod on his bedside table, and plugged the earpieces into his ear. Heechul saw how tired Hankyung looked, but Heechul was glad that Hankyung did not lose his beauty. Hankyung’s masculinity beauty, it amazes Heechul.
“How can anyone not love such a beauty…” Heechul noted.
Hankyung walked out of their room. There was silence for a while, before Heechul heard the main door click shut.
“Okay, let’s go,” Heechul told himself.
Heechul rushed to the main door, and heard Hankyung singing to their newest song “Sorry Sorry”. He heard the elevator reach, then the elevator closed its doors.
Then Heechul opened the main door, and slipped his feet into his slippers, and hurried to the elevator.
He jabbed his thumb onto the down button, and muttered, “Quick… Quick…”
13… 12… 11… Hankyung’s lift was going continuously downwards, but Heechul’s lift was stuck at the 20th storey.
“Darn it,” Heechul cursed under his breath.
After a seemingly interminable wait, the lift finally stopped at the 13th storey. Heechul dashed into the lift, and jabbed the 1st floor button.
“It’d better hurry,” Heechul said loudly.
Characters (in appearance order): Hankyung, Heechul
Rating: PG 13
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: It's Hankyung's past that inspired me:D
Author's Note: Love Suju :D
Summary: Hankyung blinked. It really was him. Standing there, like a statue carved out delicately by a skilled craftsman, every single detail neatly thought out.
Hankyung blinked. It really was him. Standing there, like a statue carved out delicately by a skilled craftsman, every single detail neatly thought out.
Heechul walked towards Hankyung, extending his arms out.
“Come to me, Hankyung,” Heechul said.
Hankyung moved forward, without hesitating. It was as if he was under a spell, listening to the command given by Heechul.
Hankyung moved till he was about an inch away from Heechul. Hankyung took a deep breath. Wow… The sweet scent of Heechul…
It took away Hankyung’s breath that instant.
Heechul was like an angel brought down from Heaven to Earth, and he was standing right in front of Hankyung.
“Heechul…” Hankyung muttered, “I miss you… Can you…”
Before Hankyung could complete his sentence, Heechul placed a delicate finger on Hankyung’s lips. It sent an electric spark throughout Hankyung’s body.
“Simply stunning,” Hankyung told himself.
Heechul gave his heart-grabbing lopsided smile. Hankyung could feel his heart flutter. The spark continued moving its way through Hankyung.
Then, Heechul moved his finger down Hankyung’s jaw line, and down his neck. It was the most delightful touch Hankyung had ever experienced. It was controlled, and filled with love.
“Does that mean that Heechul has forgiven me? I do hope so…” Hankyung thought to himself.
Just when Hankyung kept his hopes high, Heechul started turning away. And walking towards the darkness beyond… Slowly fading away…
“Heechul… HEECHUL-AH!!” Hankyung shouted, “Heechul don’t go, don’t leave me alone!!”
---
Hankyung jotted from his sleep. He was breathing in and out and was breaking out in cold sweat.
“It’s just a nightmare,” he declared silently to himself.
He looked over to his left, and saw Heechul sleeping peacefully. Hankyung heaved a sigh of relief. He was glad that Heechul did not wake up from his screams, and it was definitely fortunate that Heechul did not, or else there would be the same tense atmosphere between them again.
Hankyung sat at the head of his bed, scanning the room. It was the room that was shared between them both. Memories, good and bad, were built within this same room. How Hankyung wished Heechul would forgive him…
He picked up the alarm clock from his beside table and squinted to see the time. 4:30 am. He kicked his bed sheets away from him, and slipped his feet into his bedroom slippers. He lifted his feet slowly one by one and headed towards the bathroom, hoping not to wake Heechul up from his sleep.
He opened the bathroom door gingerly and tiptoed in. His finger automatically reached for the switch, but stopped there, and placed his hand back to his side. He was afraid that Heechul might wake up as the bedroom lights would flood the entire room. Hankyung entered the room, and closed the door as softly as before.
As soon as Hankyung closed the door, Heechul opened his eyes. Heechul could not sleep. How could anyone sleep if there was tension between them and their lovers?
Heechul saw how Hankyung tried making as little noise as possible when entering the bathroom. Heechul smiled. This was his Hankyung, the thoughtful Hankyung.
“I wonder why he screamed so loudly just now during his sleep…” Heechul questioned himself. Heechul wanted to ask Hankyung why, but didn’t have the courage to do so. He sighed. If only life could rewind back to when both of them were still together…
Heechul hated how they had to avoid each other. How they had to act as though they were total strangers. He especially hated how Siwon got so close to Hankyung, and kissed him… on the lips?!
Heechul could feel his whole face burning, and turning into a bright crimson red. He clenched his fists tightly.
“I’m never going to forgive Siwon for that…” he thought furiously.
Then Hankyung stepped out of the bathroom. Heechul snapped his eyes shut, then opened his lids slightly to peep at what Hankyung was doing.
Hankyung reached for the iPod on his bedside table, and plugged the earpieces into his ear. Heechul saw how tired Hankyung looked, but Heechul was glad that Hankyung did not lose his beauty. Hankyung’s masculinity beauty, it amazes Heechul.
“How can anyone not love such a beauty…” Heechul noted.
Hankyung walked out of their room. There was silence for a while, before Heechul heard the main door click shut.
“Okay, let’s go,” Heechul told himself.
Heechul rushed to the main door, and heard Hankyung singing to their newest song “Sorry Sorry”. He heard the elevator reach, then the elevator closed its doors.
Then Heechul opened the main door, and slipped his feet into his slippers, and hurried to the elevator.
He jabbed his thumb onto the down button, and muttered, “Quick… Quick…”
13… 12… 11… Hankyung’s lift was going continuously downwards, but Heechul’s lift was stuck at the 20th storey.
“Darn it,” Heechul cursed under his breath.
After a seemingly interminable wait, the lift finally stopped at the 13th storey. Heechul dashed into the lift, and jabbed the 1st floor button.
“It’d better hurry,” Heechul said loudly.