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Title: and darling (this thing that breaks my heart)
Author:
traumerei__x
Word count: 200
Concrit?: yes please D:
Pairing: one-sided yoochun/yunho, yunho/changmin
Rating: g
Summary: Don't worry... the sun will rise tomorrow.
AN: I'm impatient, so this has not been beta read. Apologies for excessive angst lately, I'm not in the best of moods. title from And Darling by Tegan and Sara, and cut-text from Run Run Run by Kalan Porter.
Don't worry; the sun will rise tomorrow. Such certainty in his words. Yunho smiles and takes your hand and you notice how hard he shakes, like a leaf in autumn. You hope to be the one to catch him. This will all blow over, and things can go back to normal.
You know it's bad you hope that it doesn't. You don't like normal, because normal means you are left, empty and aching, as they dive in all around you. The water's great, they call. You don't jump, because you would drown.
There are times when you think you should just grab onto his hand and say, I love you, consequences be damned. How would he react, what would he say? The masochist in you thinks he would say, I know— what took you so long, Yoochun? Sometimes, you believe in that part of you so much that you almost open your mouth and say it—
(But Yunho was right: The sun rose. I'm sorry, he says, and pulls him into an embrace. I'm sorry. And Yunho just smiles, kisses him, says: I know— what took you so long, Changmin? You wonder if that's what a heart breaking sounds like.)
Author:
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Word count: 200
Concrit?: yes please D:
Pairing: one-sided yoochun/yunho, yunho/changmin
Rating: g
Summary: Don't worry... the sun will rise tomorrow.
AN: I'm impatient, so this has not been beta read. Apologies for excessive angst lately, I'm not in the best of moods. title from And Darling by Tegan and Sara, and cut-text from Run Run Run by Kalan Porter.
Don't worry; the sun will rise tomorrow. Such certainty in his words. Yunho smiles and takes your hand and you notice how hard he shakes, like a leaf in autumn. You hope to be the one to catch him. This will all blow over, and things can go back to normal.
You know it's bad you hope that it doesn't. You don't like normal, because normal means you are left, empty and aching, as they dive in all around you. The water's great, they call. You don't jump, because you would drown.
There are times when you think you should just grab onto his hand and say, I love you, consequences be damned. How would he react, what would he say? The masochist in you thinks he would say, I know— what took you so long, Yoochun? Sometimes, you believe in that part of you so much that you almost open your mouth and say it—
(But Yunho was right: The sun rose. I'm sorry, he says, and pulls him into an embrace. I'm sorry. And Yunho just smiles, kisses him, says: I know— what took you so long, Changmin? You wonder if that's what a heart breaking sounds like.)