our broken paradise {#1}
don't wake me up
donghae/jessica
pg, canon, 413w
her smile was too beautiful for a dream.
» inspired by super junior's don't wake me up.
it is too unexpected, too beautiful when donghae remembers the familiar cold gaze of her dark brown eyes.
she changes, somehow. her fleecy long hair looks great even in just a simple color of musky chestnuts, she still loves wearing pumps but not the usual sparkly ones. her eye bags are almost visibly hooded under her eyes, she must be so tired and busy running her fashion business.
"hey, donghae oppa," awkwardness could be clearly heard in her tone but it's nice to see that she would greet him first instead of just ignoring him like they've never known each other. even if the paparazzi catches pictures of them here, it still worth to see an old friend.
an old love, donghae would say.
his lips cracked into a generous, warm smile, "hey to you too, sooyeon."
no. not just hey that i wanna say.
but i miss you so much and please come back so that we can be like before, together like before, we can be happy ever after.
it'll be harder than everything you're facing right now, but i promise you that you'll be safe with me. i'll protect you more than anyone could.
do you know my world has never been the same ever since we broke up and now you left?
do you think it's easy for me to just forget the whole thing? our broken love? no, you're wrong.
i still love you, jung sooyeon, but i know it's too late for us. too late for me to get you back.
but later, donghae could only let his heart breaks wordlessly when a familiar guy approaches her as her smile grows wider, "oh honey, this is donghae oppa and donghae oppa, this is my fiancé, tyler."
it's hard for him to just fake a smile, to fake the part where he keeps saying to himself that he'd moved on from her. it's hard when he sees how happy she's being around tyler. it hurts.
it feels like the old wound's stitches worn out, the dried skin peeling away with a dash of cold water skinning it. or maybe, much more hurt, as donghae could imagine.
it's like he's bleeding again, just like before.
and for a moment, he just doesn't wake up from this realistic nightmare. it'll get him bleeds too much if he awakes and realizes the fact she's not his again. or it never was.
he just wishes that he won't be dreaming of her, again.
broken little hearts
changmin/yoona
pg, canon, 564w
he's afraid that he might break her heart like the others did.
» inspired by yoona and lee seunggi's recent break-up news ;;
changmin doesn't remember when the last time he saw her being here was. seeing her here on the rooftop of the company building was really unexpected, to be honest.
the girls get pretty busy for the whole rest of the year. things get pretty hard, he could assume, ever since jessica's sudden leave. that girl has gone through the worst, out of them. at least, she finds her new happiness out there.
"hey, what you're doing here," she doesn't seem to be surprised with his presence. yoona smiles at him as a greeting, and he could see the small traces of her red, wet eyes. she must be having a hard time right now.
tags along with the dead silence and he looks at what she's looking now - the stars over their heads, they're beautiful and bright, just like them performing on stages. but people don't know that the stars are just waiting their time to dim, to die. just like how they wait for their glamorous days to actually end.
changmin isn't being certain with it, but he'll make sure that he's ready to see the change.
he then darts his eyes at her by his side, he doesn't realize how close they are right now - arms are barely brushed and shoulders seem to share the same warmth, it feels nice like the old days.
"what kind of boyfriend seunggi is when he would leave you out here cold and alone when you need the most?"
he tries to sound it like a joke, but fails miserably when she heaves a sudden long, gloomy sigh as tears start to trickle slowly down her cheeks and he's pretty sure he'd just make everything went out wrong. in which, everything hits him on the right places and uh oh.
"i'm sorry yoona. i didn't mean to say this, oh my. don't cry," he quickly gets so guilty before he wraps his arm around her petite frame as she doesn't show any sign of stopping from crying out loud.
"he wanted," she wailed softly, "us to end."
it was like the cruel reality hits him hard, it definitely hits her so hard that time like there's no tomorrow. his embrace grows tighter, never want to let go as she tries to control her tears from over-drenching his shirt. he doesn't mind at all.
it breaks his heart, everything inside him feels broken. his heart somehow beats in a very vague motion, so slow that it might stop beating if she doesn't stop crying. he can't remember the times where he would see her smiling and laughing in their old, happy days because this is something too much. too much for a very heartbreaking moment.
the saddest moment that they had ever shared, changmin reckons.
and instantly, he cradles her safely secure in his arms, fingers delicately running in each strand of her soft golden locks and lips never stop telling her words, “you’ll find someone better yoona, trust me,”. she trusts him, always.
it was his fault, partially - he should’ve warned her earlier that heartbreaks would hurt so badly like this but he just can’t say it out loud when he saw how happily in love she was.
he knows how strong the heartbreak pain could be because that’s how he feels when he first realized that he’s in love with her.
and maybe, he still is.
dear wisdom tooth
g dragon/cl
pg, canon, 271w
he's her first love and maybe, the last.
» inspired by cl's instagram update and read this.
every word she writes about him is a shitload of waste. it's stupid, she keeps on repeating the word every time his little snide smile comes flashing inside her mind.
it might be fleeting for a very momentary second, but it could last like forever, it feels like it tortures her mind so deeply endless and she waits the time where she'll fray her head into two pieces if he stays longer than he supposed to. but he'll be gone then - too quick for her to actually reminisce the way he smiles mischievously at her without any reason. dozens of anonymous chills sometimes barely let her sleep, but then she just won't sleep because of him.
that's normal. and with those myriad insomniac nights, she burns the hours by writing about him haphazardly detailed.
the words will always be so raw, so clean when it comes for her to tell what she feels about him. so many that, she would eventually lose count and she'll find him in her late dreams over the scribbled song papers that she sleeps on. and next morning, she'll crumble the stupid papers of her unsaid love down the trash bin -she doesn't even remember what love is. crumpled them in her hands so obnoxiously harsh that sometimes her tears would come along down her bare cheeks.
somehow, she could feel her heart being crumpled in the same rehearsed way too, the way he'd just casually crumpled it with his obliviousness.
her heart might be still beating, but it just won't work the same like before. and she'll still love him like her heart was brand new.
a/n: uh oh. i just don't know how this happened. my roommates and i just can't get to sleep and they turn the lights on. somehow so inspired out of sudden and i managed to write these legendary otps. i'm proud of myself, even though they don't come out so nice like i want and thank you for reading ;;
donghae/jessica
pg, canon, 413w
her smile was too beautiful for a dream.
» inspired by super junior's don't wake me up.
it is too unexpected, too beautiful when donghae remembers the familiar cold gaze of her dark brown eyes.
she changes, somehow. her fleecy long hair looks great even in just a simple color of musky chestnuts, she still loves wearing pumps but not the usual sparkly ones. her eye bags are almost visibly hooded under her eyes, she must be so tired and busy running her fashion business.
"hey, donghae oppa," awkwardness could be clearly heard in her tone but it's nice to see that she would greet him first instead of just ignoring him like they've never known each other. even if the paparazzi catches pictures of them here, it still worth to see an old friend.
an old love, donghae would say.
his lips cracked into a generous, warm smile, "hey to you too, sooyeon."
no. not just hey that i wanna say.
but i miss you so much and please come back so that we can be like before, together like before, we can be happy ever after.
it'll be harder than everything you're facing right now, but i promise you that you'll be safe with me. i'll protect you more than anyone could.
do you know my world has never been the same ever since we broke up and now you left?
do you think it's easy for me to just forget the whole thing? our broken love? no, you're wrong.
i still love you, jung sooyeon, but i know it's too late for us. too late for me to get you back.
but later, donghae could only let his heart breaks wordlessly when a familiar guy approaches her as her smile grows wider, "oh honey, this is donghae oppa and donghae oppa, this is my fiancé, tyler."
it's hard for him to just fake a smile, to fake the part where he keeps saying to himself that he'd moved on from her. it's hard when he sees how happy she's being around tyler. it hurts.
it feels like the old wound's stitches worn out, the dried skin peeling away with a dash of cold water skinning it. or maybe, much more hurt, as donghae could imagine.
it's like he's bleeding again, just like before.
and for a moment, he just doesn't wake up from this realistic nightmare. it'll get him bleeds too much if he awakes and realizes the fact she's not his again. or it never was.
he just wishes that he won't be dreaming of her, again.
broken little hearts
changmin/yoona
pg, canon, 564w
he's afraid that he might break her heart like the others did.
» inspired by yoona and lee seunggi's recent break-up news ;;
changmin doesn't remember when the last time he saw her being here was. seeing her here on the rooftop of the company building was really unexpected, to be honest.
the girls get pretty busy for the whole rest of the year. things get pretty hard, he could assume, ever since jessica's sudden leave. that girl has gone through the worst, out of them. at least, she finds her new happiness out there.
"hey, what you're doing here," she doesn't seem to be surprised with his presence. yoona smiles at him as a greeting, and he could see the small traces of her red, wet eyes. she must be having a hard time right now.
tags along with the dead silence and he looks at what she's looking now - the stars over their heads, they're beautiful and bright, just like them performing on stages. but people don't know that the stars are just waiting their time to dim, to die. just like how they wait for their glamorous days to actually end.
changmin isn't being certain with it, but he'll make sure that he's ready to see the change.
he then darts his eyes at her by his side, he doesn't realize how close they are right now - arms are barely brushed and shoulders seem to share the same warmth, it feels nice like the old days.
"what kind of boyfriend seunggi is when he would leave you out here cold and alone when you need the most?"
he tries to sound it like a joke, but fails miserably when she heaves a sudden long, gloomy sigh as tears start to trickle slowly down her cheeks and he's pretty sure he'd just make everything went out wrong. in which, everything hits him on the right places and uh oh.
"i'm sorry yoona. i didn't mean to say this, oh my. don't cry," he quickly gets so guilty before he wraps his arm around her petite frame as she doesn't show any sign of stopping from crying out loud.
"he wanted," she wailed softly, "us to end."
it was like the cruel reality hits him hard, it definitely hits her so hard that time like there's no tomorrow. his embrace grows tighter, never want to let go as she tries to control her tears from over-drenching his shirt. he doesn't mind at all.
it breaks his heart, everything inside him feels broken. his heart somehow beats in a very vague motion, so slow that it might stop beating if she doesn't stop crying. he can't remember the times where he would see her smiling and laughing in their old, happy days because this is something too much. too much for a very heartbreaking moment.
the saddest moment that they had ever shared, changmin reckons.
and instantly, he cradles her safely secure in his arms, fingers delicately running in each strand of her soft golden locks and lips never stop telling her words, “you’ll find someone better yoona, trust me,”. she trusts him, always.
it was his fault, partially - he should’ve warned her earlier that heartbreaks would hurt so badly like this but he just can’t say it out loud when he saw how happily in love she was.
he knows how strong the heartbreak pain could be because that’s how he feels when he first realized that he’s in love with her.
and maybe, he still is.
dear wisdom tooth
g dragon/cl
pg, canon, 271w
he's her first love and maybe, the last.
» inspired by cl's instagram update and read this.
every word she writes about him is a shitload of waste. it's stupid, she keeps on repeating the word every time his little snide smile comes flashing inside her mind.
it might be fleeting for a very momentary second, but it could last like forever, it feels like it tortures her mind so deeply endless and she waits the time where she'll fray her head into two pieces if he stays longer than he supposed to. but he'll be gone then - too quick for her to actually reminisce the way he smiles mischievously at her without any reason. dozens of anonymous chills sometimes barely let her sleep, but then she just won't sleep because of him.
that's normal. and with those myriad insomniac nights, she burns the hours by writing about him haphazardly detailed.
the words will always be so raw, so clean when it comes for her to tell what she feels about him. so many that, she would eventually lose count and she'll find him in her late dreams over the scribbled song papers that she sleeps on. and next morning, she'll crumble the stupid papers of her unsaid love down the trash bin -she doesn't even remember what love is. crumpled them in her hands so obnoxiously harsh that sometimes her tears would come along down her bare cheeks.
somehow, she could feel her heart being crumpled in the same rehearsed way too, the way he'd just casually crumpled it with his obliviousness.
her heart might be still beating, but it just won't work the same like before. and she'll still love him like her heart was brand new.
a/n: uh oh. i just don't know how this happened. my roommates and i just can't get to sleep and they turn the lights on. somehow so inspired out of sudden and i managed to write these legendary otps. i'm proud of myself, even though they don't come out so nice like i want and thank you for reading ;;