Hankyung/Donghae
pg, 446 words
happy ending^^, ties in with 049 and 036
Out of all the people in the world, it had to be the resident space cadet.
After the three that died, died, we all grew apart. But before we separated for good, we still bothered with each other. There was something about this one, though, that made me think that maybe all was not as it seems.
He had to be feeling the most pain, since he lost his father, then three others, he got to be tearing up inside. But he doesn't truly show it. Yes, he might cry and yes, he might show sadness, but it seems like he haven't been showing something, something that makes his tears his, and not anyone else's.
So I made it my personal mission to find that something, to find out why, out of all the people in the world, did he make me feel interested in the things around me?
I followed him, outright stalked him. Where he went, I was sure to follow. After Shiwon's funeral I followed him to a park where he sat and watch the people walking by. After Yehsung and Ryeowook left I followed him back to his room where he started packing.
After he left, I was sure to be right behind him. Of all the people, I wanted to make sure he was still himself, and not what others made him to be.
When we finally settled in his hometown, he confronted me. He told me he knew I was there, but he didn't know why.
That's when I kissed him, right there, in broad daylight. And after that kiss that's when he finally showed his true self. The side of him that cries from the soul, and not just because everyone else was crying. This is the real him I saw missing those times at the funerals, those times in the dorms. This is the one, out of all the people, that I was hunting down like a madman.
I didn't noticed right away, but there were tears on my face too. I tried to hide my emotions with the part of me that was in the limelight, the part of me that Shiwon loved, the part of me named Hankyung. At least if I'm him I don't have to feel the anguish of losing three friends, I didn't have to be affected by another's tears.
But out of all the people in the world, all of the tears, this one's tears made me remember who I am. This one made me stop hiding behind this facade, made me face the music, and realize that I am Hangeng, not a Hankyung.
It's this one that made me love again.