Unnie
Author: Akumi/Shinhyunae ♥
Title: Unnie
Pairing: Kyuhyun-Sooyoung
Genre: Angst/ AU
Rating: PG
For all what’s worth, I know that this won’t hurt a bit. This should not in fact, nor should it ever. I tell myself that it isn’t real, it wasn’t real, and it’s the reality I am opt to accept.
But then again, why does it? Why do I mix my emotions with what used to be to the present times when I know so well he will no longer even feel it? He has lost that affection, no trace perhaps of any of it, and I am only blinding myself to the sad truth.
“Sooyoung-unnie,” she calls my attention, tugging my sleeve like a child that she was.
I turn to her quickly, hiding so much of how I felt with an instant smile. “Yes, Seohyun-ah?”
She points at the mannequin at the far end, wearing the gown as white and as pure as her soul, the innocent maknae who I will always put up first and take care of. The doll was about as tall as she was, the legs covered beneath the balloon ends with a strapless bust, lacey around the arms and pale peach sash tied to its waist the accented the doll’s figure.
“Isn’t it pretty?” Seohyun says, admiring it. “I hope Kyuhyun-oppa would like it.”
I nod more efficiently and more convincing than I have ever perhaps. “Yes, of course. Isn’t it amazing how time flies?”
“And I’ll finally be getting married to him on the Sunday,” she says as if I have no idea about it at all.
I give her one strong hug, like how her mother would do, and because I feel like doing this too. Her mom is away for the week, so I am tasked to take the girl for some shopping. She embraces me strongly and her head falls on my shoulder knowingly.
“Thank you for everything, unnie.” She tells me, moving away first. “It’s so wonderful of you to help me do this.”
I naturally cock my head, arms crossed. “That’s what I’m here for, right?”
She turns her full attention on the details, the marks, the silk, the way it was made beautifully somehow. Her ring finger has that bright jewel on it, the one that was supposedly been mine in the first place, now unto her sweetie heart. While I do this, I haven’t noticed that my pocket vibrated, and then the theme song of a certain anime starts to play. I pull it out and check the caller.
“Kyuhyun.”
Flipping it open and knowing that I will regret doing so for the rest of my life, I still answer. “Yes?”
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For all what’s worth, I know that this won’t hurt a bit. This should not in fact, nor should it ever. I tell myself that it isn’t real, it wasn’t real, and it’s the reality I am opt to accept.
Title: Unnie
Pairing: Kyuhyun-Sooyoung
Genre: Angst/ AU
Rating: PG
For all what’s worth, I know that this won’t hurt a bit. This should not in fact, nor should it ever. I tell myself that it isn’t real, it wasn’t real, and it’s the reality I am opt to accept.
But then again, why does it? Why do I mix my emotions with what used to be to the present times when I know so well he will no longer even feel it? He has lost that affection, no trace perhaps of any of it, and I am only blinding myself to the sad truth.
“Sooyoung-unnie,” she calls my attention, tugging my sleeve like a child that she was.
I turn to her quickly, hiding so much of how I felt with an instant smile. “Yes, Seohyun-ah?”
She points at the mannequin at the far end, wearing the gown as white and as pure as her soul, the innocent maknae who I will always put up first and take care of. The doll was about as tall as she was, the legs covered beneath the balloon ends with a strapless bust, lacey around the arms and pale peach sash tied to its waist the accented the doll’s figure.
“Isn’t it pretty?” Seohyun says, admiring it. “I hope Kyuhyun-oppa would like it.”
I nod more efficiently and more convincing than I have ever perhaps. “Yes, of course. Isn’t it amazing how time flies?”
“And I’ll finally be getting married to him on the Sunday,” she says as if I have no idea about it at all.
I give her one strong hug, like how her mother would do, and because I feel like doing this too. Her mom is away for the week, so I am tasked to take the girl for some shopping. She embraces me strongly and her head falls on my shoulder knowingly.
“Thank you for everything, unnie.” She tells me, moving away first. “It’s so wonderful of you to help me do this.”
I naturally cock my head, arms crossed. “That’s what I’m here for, right?”
She turns her full attention on the details, the marks, the silk, the way it was made beautifully somehow. Her ring finger has that bright jewel on it, the one that was supposedly been mine in the first place, now unto her sweetie heart. While I do this, I haven’t noticed that my pocket vibrated, and then the theme song of a certain anime starts to play. I pull it out and check the caller.
“Kyuhyun.”
Flipping it open and knowing that I will regret doing so for the rest of my life, I still answer. “Yes?”
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For all what’s worth, I know that this won’t hurt a bit. This should not in fact, nor should it ever. I tell myself that it isn’t real, it wasn’t real, and it’s the reality I am opt to accept.