012. Chains
Heechul/Kangin
pg, 446 words
angst, ties in with 001 and 038
As a dongsaeng, I like him. As one man to another, I love him. I was so happy when we did that movie, and him and me had a lot of time together. I want to be more than friends, but he is in love with another.
"Heechul hyung, do you think Eeteuk hyung will ever love me the way I love him?" That's the problems with being just friends. He always asks me this question as if I know Jungsu personally.
What about me? Can't I have your love Youngwoon-ah?
"Heechul-ah, do you think Youngwoonie likes me or something?" Yes, Jungsu, he does like you. The real question is do you like him too? Why do I do this to myself?
This life I live, the smirks, the honesty, the bright lights, it all feels like chains too me without his love. Looking forward to catch a glimpse of his smile helps me get up in the morning. Hearing him joke around and laugh with the others helps me be happy. Thinking about him after my accident helped me heal.
It's him that makes me feel free of chains.
"Heechul-sshi. Kangin and Eeteuk are dead." That's something you don't hear everyday. Why would my manager say that when I'm doing a show?
"Wha? Huh? Yah, this is one of those secret cameras, ain't it?" It has to be. No one just ups and dies when I saw them both before I left.
"Heechul-sshi. They are dead. They're bodies were found after it looked like the jumped of the building." This can't be happening! This isn’t happening. But my soul knows it did, for I have tears running down my face.
"Heechul-sshi, I want you to call the others and let them know." How can I? Who do I call? What do I say? I guess it doesn't matter, since my body went and got my cell, dialing the last number it dialed, which happens to be Kibum's.
"*sniff* Kibum-ah..." Why do I have to do this? I can barely control my sobs, and saying it out loud will break me.
"What is it hyung?"
"He's dead. They both are." I can't do this. I just lost the love of my life, the one that makes me go, and I'm suppose to relay that message to everyone?
I'm not getting paid enough to do this any more. I don't want to do this any more. Screw this show, I wasn't having fun anyway. If the one thing, the one person, that makes me happy is gone, then I don't want to be bother. These chains have a permanent hold on my life now that he's gone.
pg, 446 words
angst, ties in with 001 and 038
As a dongsaeng, I like him. As one man to another, I love him. I was so happy when we did that movie, and him and me had a lot of time together. I want to be more than friends, but he is in love with another.
"Heechul hyung, do you think Eeteuk hyung will ever love me the way I love him?" That's the problems with being just friends. He always asks me this question as if I know Jungsu personally.
What about me? Can't I have your love Youngwoon-ah?
"Heechul-ah, do you think Youngwoonie likes me or something?" Yes, Jungsu, he does like you. The real question is do you like him too? Why do I do this to myself?
This life I live, the smirks, the honesty, the bright lights, it all feels like chains too me without his love. Looking forward to catch a glimpse of his smile helps me get up in the morning. Hearing him joke around and laugh with the others helps me be happy. Thinking about him after my accident helped me heal.
It's him that makes me feel free of chains.
"Heechul-sshi. Kangin and Eeteuk are dead." That's something you don't hear everyday. Why would my manager say that when I'm doing a show?
"Wha? Huh? Yah, this is one of those secret cameras, ain't it?" It has to be. No one just ups and dies when I saw them both before I left.
"Heechul-sshi. They are dead. They're bodies were found after it looked like the jumped of the building." This can't be happening! This isn’t happening. But my soul knows it did, for I have tears running down my face.
"Heechul-sshi, I want you to call the others and let them know." How can I? Who do I call? What do I say? I guess it doesn't matter, since my body went and got my cell, dialing the last number it dialed, which happens to be Kibum's.
"*sniff* Kibum-ah..." Why do I have to do this? I can barely control my sobs, and saying it out loud will break me.
"What is it hyung?"
"He's dead. They both are." I can't do this. I just lost the love of my life, the one that makes me go, and I'm suppose to relay that message to everyone?
I'm not getting paid enough to do this any more. I don't want to do this any more. Screw this show, I wasn't having fun anyway. If the one thing, the one person, that makes me happy is gone, then I don't want to be bother. These chains have a permanent hold on my life now that he's gone.