not for the world to know (drabble)
title: not for the world to know (drabble)
pairing: yesung/ryeowook
rating: g
word count: 200 words
summary: a short drabble i promised saengie and oh_hesitate, based on this gif.
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“i love you,” he says boldly and loudly, knowing that no one can hear him over the din of the crowd.
“i love you,” he says, fingers curling familiarly around your arm, fingertips pressing into your skin and the nails leaving little half-moon depressions, marks that disappear slowly unlike the others he’s made on you.
“i love you,” he says, lips brushing over your earlobe, and you shiver, leaning more into his touch.
“i love you,” he says, and for a moment you’re lost in his eyes and his smile and the way he feels against you.
“i love you, i love you, i love you,” he says, in front of the entire stadium, in front of bright blue lights that will wink out one by one if they know what you are to him and what he means to you.
you smile at him and raise the microphone to your mouth, and instead of screaming an answering “i love you” into it like you want to, you sing your lines, replying only by tracing fingers softly over the line of his hip, because some kinds of love have to be kept hidden.
ryeowook’s smile tells you that he understands.
pairing: yesung/ryeowook
rating: g
word count: 200 words
summary: a short drabble i promised saengie and oh_hesitate, based on this gif.
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“i love you,” he says boldly and loudly, knowing that no one can hear him over the din of the crowd.
“i love you,” he says, fingers curling familiarly around your arm, fingertips pressing into your skin and the nails leaving little half-moon depressions, marks that disappear slowly unlike the others he’s made on you.
“i love you,” he says, lips brushing over your earlobe, and you shiver, leaning more into his touch.
“i love you,” he says, and for a moment you’re lost in his eyes and his smile and the way he feels against you.
“i love you, i love you, i love you,” he says, in front of the entire stadium, in front of bright blue lights that will wink out one by one if they know what you are to him and what he means to you.
you smile at him and raise the microphone to your mouth, and instead of screaming an answering “i love you” into it like you want to, you sing your lines, replying only by tracing fingers softly over the line of his hip, because some kinds of love have to be kept hidden.
ryeowook’s smile tells you that he understands.