20. Glow - And I Don't Know Why
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Kihae / G / Donghae glows to Kibum and he doesn't know why.
The room is crowded, the people squirming, constantly moving. Kibum must have stepped into the wrong place. This is most definitely not the office he was called to. The front door’s too far now, the people between them too many. He’ll have to go through the back. He doesn’t get it -- what’s the commotion about? The deafening screams die down, only to be replaced by cheers, chants.
Donghae! Donghae!
The stuffy room is filled with these Saranghaeyo, Lee Donghae’s and crazy fan girl banners, and Kibum thinks that he might just throw up. He reaches the back, finds the back door, steps out, and he can finally breathe. Fresh air is bliss on a bad day, but Kibum’s never had that kind of luck.
“Cigarettes are bad for you,” he says.
The young man in the alleyway shrugs. He turns to face Kibum, who nearly chokes on his own tongue. This boy, he glows. Kibum starts to feel slightly faint. Everything else seem blurred, and this boy, standing there, cigarette in hand, is glowing. Kibum shakes his head; he’d have to get his eyes checked.
“I have to go now. You staying for the show?” the man says.
“..Show?” Kibum asks, too dazed to make complete sentences.
“Yeah. He’s not bad. You should stay,” and he walks back into the room Kibum had just come from, dropping his cigarette by Kibum’s foot.
Kibum steps through the open door, sure that God is playing some sort of trick on him. Or maybe he really just needs to get his eyes checked. The lighting in the room is dimmed, the people begin to scream again.
“Good evening, everyone,” says a voice booming through the speakers. It sounds familiar. Kibum turns to look at the stage, and finds himself choking for the second time that day. The guy from the alley.
He thinks maybe he’ll stay for this -- whatever this is.
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there are a lot of glow fics out there and i wanted mine to be different. failed?
comment :P
Kihae / G / Donghae glows to Kibum and he doesn't know why.
The room is crowded, the people squirming, constantly moving. Kibum must have stepped into the wrong place. This is most definitely not the office he was called to. The front door’s too far now, the people between them too many. He’ll have to go through the back. He doesn’t get it -- what’s the commotion about? The deafening screams die down, only to be replaced by cheers, chants.
Donghae! Donghae!
The stuffy room is filled with these Saranghaeyo, Lee Donghae’s and crazy fan girl banners, and Kibum thinks that he might just throw up. He reaches the back, finds the back door, steps out, and he can finally breathe. Fresh air is bliss on a bad day, but Kibum’s never had that kind of luck.
“Cigarettes are bad for you,” he says.
The young man in the alleyway shrugs. He turns to face Kibum, who nearly chokes on his own tongue. This boy, he glows. Kibum starts to feel slightly faint. Everything else seem blurred, and this boy, standing there, cigarette in hand, is glowing. Kibum shakes his head; he’d have to get his eyes checked.
“I have to go now. You staying for the show?” the man says.
“..Show?” Kibum asks, too dazed to make complete sentences.
“Yeah. He’s not bad. You should stay,” and he walks back into the room Kibum had just come from, dropping his cigarette by Kibum’s foot.
Kibum steps through the open door, sure that God is playing some sort of trick on him. Or maybe he really just needs to get his eyes checked. The lighting in the room is dimmed, the people begin to scream again.
“Good evening, everyone,” says a voice booming through the speakers. It sounds familiar. Kibum turns to look at the stage, and finds himself choking for the second time that day. The guy from the alley.
He thinks maybe he’ll stay for this -- whatever this is.
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there are a lot of glow fics out there and i wanted mine to be different. failed?
comment :P