Wish granted
Title: Wish granted
Chapter: Oneshot
Pairing: JongHo
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Summary: People believe that love conquers all. But faced with the reality of this world, we must accepted that in the face of tragedy, love sometimes is defeated
Wish granted
People believe that love conquers all. But faced with the reality of this world, we must accept that in the face of tragedy, love sometimes is defeated. It’s like a fairytale without happy ending. Minho and Jonghyun had been together since they were young boys. For Minho, Jonghyun was his everything and Jonghyun felt the same way with him. They were prefect for each other like what people saw and believe. But everything changed when an accident occurred, an accident that almost ended Jonghyun’s life. It was an accident that Minho regretted for the rest of his life.
“He hasn’t change. He’s still the same Minho I meet a year ago.” Jonghyun softly said, looking at his ex-boyfriend who was busy closing the kitchen of his restaurant. Memories of the past gave Jonghyun the courage to walk towards the other. “It’s nice to see that you fulfilled your dream of being a chef and having your own restaurant.” The taller boy turned around and finally looked at Jonghyun. His eyes widened in fear.
“Sorry, we’re already closed” Minho said softly as he looked away.
“I just wanted to see you.”
“For what? To make me feel guilty for what happened to you?”
Silence filled the room. Jonghyun felt different kinds of emotion; suddenly tears fell from his eyes. He kept looking at Minho, the guy that he longed to see for a year, the guy that he loved the most now in front of him. He didn’t even care that Minho will push him away. Jonghyun just needed the truth, even if it hurts. He would treasure this memory.
“Please stop crying, Jong.” Minho was shocked by his own words. He wanted to push him away, shout at him but something was stopping him from doing so
Jonghyun smiled and said “So you still call me Jong, Min.”. In a split second, Jonghyun was crying even harder. He couldn’t take it anymore. The pain and longing that he had carried in his heart for that year was hitting him as if it had just happened yesterday. “I miss you,” he softly said.
Minho, showing his strength, tried to control his tears. He was good at this, pretending that he didn’t care. He had been wearing this mask for a year and no one noticed the sorrow in his eyes. He stared at Jonghyun, his mask not slipping for fear that Jonghyun would want to restore their old relationship.
“Min, please come back to me. I need you,” Jonghyun painfully whispered. Unable to take this misery, Minho started to walk away but Jonghyun grabbed his arm and held it tightly. “Min, please. Tell me the truth. Why did you leave me?”
“We’re done, Jonghyun. So please leave me alone” Minho coldly uttered but being the stubborn like he was Jonghyun didn’t letting go of his arm.
“Do you still love me?” Jonghyun asked out of the blue. He looked up at Minho, pleading. “I will leave after you answer my question.”
Minho began to cry as he looked at Jonghyun’s pleading eyes to his left arm. All his emotions spilled out, causing his mask to crack and reveal his inner turmoil. Minho said “I love you. I love you so much that it hurts me just seeing you like this, Jong”. The taller guy held Jonghyun’s left arm tracing the scars that were cause by the accident one year ago. “Every time I see you, I feel guilty for what happened. It’s was my fault. I am the reason why you have these scars. Why you don’t have your left hand.”
“But it was an accident.”
“An accident that was cause by my carelessness,” Minho whispered as he continued to trace Jonghyun’s arm and cried harder.
“Min, I only lost my left hand. I still have another. You don’t have to feel guilty.”
“You can’t blame me for feeling guilty every time I remember your dreams and how I destroyed it. You can’t play piano. You can’t write.” Minho choked off, unable to hold back his sobs.
“Min, you know that I can write with my other hand and I can still learn to play piano with one hand. I don’t care if I lose my hand or legs or eyes as long as I’m with you. It’s more than enough.”
Minho let go of Jonghyun and turn around. “If you walk away from me this time, I promise you won’t see me again.”
“Good. I always wish that will happened.” Minho coldly said.
“No matter how many seasons pass,
or how many years go by,
I hope that we wont meet the way we did today”
The next day, Minho woke up with the ringing of his mobile phone. Ignoring the message from his ex boyfriend, he turned off his phone and started the day like nothing happened. His day went normally with no sign of his ex. Minho was both happy and sad, he knew that Jonghyun finally accepted his decision but his heart ached with the pain of not being able to see the love of his life anymore. He needed this or else he will forever feel guilty for destroying Jonghyun’s dreams.
At lunch time, he received a mysterious bouquet of red roses, but what amazed Minho was that they were roses carved out of glass. He put them on the table in his office and didn’t bother reading the card since he was busy. Later that night, he closed the restaurant early and went home. As he entered his house, he felt the cool air brush against his skin. He dropped his things on the sofa and put the glass roses on the table beside the couch. After arranging them he then grabbed his mobile phone and turned in on. He was about to sit on the sofa when he heard his landline phone ring. He immediately answered it.
“Minho.”
“Hyung? Is that you Jinki hyung?” Minho was happy to hear his hyung’s voice again after a year.
Minho, something happened. How to I say this?
Minho can feel the nervous and fear in Jinki’s voice. “What is it?” He heard crying from the phone and he could tell that it was Kibum. A soft voice in the background must be Taemin, trying to comfort the other. “You are making me nervous, hyung.”
“Jonghyun’s mom called.”
“Hyung, did something happen to Jong? Hyung, tell me now.”
“Minho, Jonghyun…killed himself"
“No” Minho said, not knowing that he had begun crying. “If this is a joke, it’s not funny hyung”
“Do you think I am joking? Minho, he’s dead”
Minho dropped the phone in his hand. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Jonghyun couldn’t be dead. He was shaking from the shock. He could still hear Jinki’s voice shouting on the line. Then he heard his mobile phone ring and tears overflow as he read the message.
From: Dino Jong
11 - 22 - 2010
7:00 pm
I will love you until the last rose dies
Minho looked at the roses in the table. He immediately stood up and read the card on it. His knees give up and he fall from the ground crying even harder and Jonghyun’s message echoed in his ears.
Wish granted, Minho.
***
Note a:
Sorry for writing a broken JongHo. This is my second time writing broken JongHo.
I wrote this fic after listening to One Year Later by Onew and Jessica. This is total failed. sorry
Note b:
wanna be friends with me? Or read my fics..comments HERE
Note c:
To the silent readers please do comment. I want to know what you think about my fic
Chapter: Oneshot
Pairing: JongHo
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Summary: People believe that love conquers all. But faced with the reality of this world, we must accepted that in the face of tragedy, love sometimes is defeated
Wish granted
People believe that love conquers all. But faced with the reality of this world, we must accept that in the face of tragedy, love sometimes is defeated. It’s like a fairytale without happy ending. Minho and Jonghyun had been together since they were young boys. For Minho, Jonghyun was his everything and Jonghyun felt the same way with him. They were prefect for each other like what people saw and believe. But everything changed when an accident occurred, an accident that almost ended Jonghyun’s life. It was an accident that Minho regretted for the rest of his life.
“He hasn’t change. He’s still the same Minho I meet a year ago.” Jonghyun softly said, looking at his ex-boyfriend who was busy closing the kitchen of his restaurant. Memories of the past gave Jonghyun the courage to walk towards the other. “It’s nice to see that you fulfilled your dream of being a chef and having your own restaurant.” The taller boy turned around and finally looked at Jonghyun. His eyes widened in fear.
“Sorry, we’re already closed” Minho said softly as he looked away.
“I just wanted to see you.”
“For what? To make me feel guilty for what happened to you?”
Silence filled the room. Jonghyun felt different kinds of emotion; suddenly tears fell from his eyes. He kept looking at Minho, the guy that he longed to see for a year, the guy that he loved the most now in front of him. He didn’t even care that Minho will push him away. Jonghyun just needed the truth, even if it hurts. He would treasure this memory.
“Please stop crying, Jong.” Minho was shocked by his own words. He wanted to push him away, shout at him but something was stopping him from doing so
Jonghyun smiled and said “So you still call me Jong, Min.”. In a split second, Jonghyun was crying even harder. He couldn’t take it anymore. The pain and longing that he had carried in his heart for that year was hitting him as if it had just happened yesterday. “I miss you,” he softly said.
Minho, showing his strength, tried to control his tears. He was good at this, pretending that he didn’t care. He had been wearing this mask for a year and no one noticed the sorrow in his eyes. He stared at Jonghyun, his mask not slipping for fear that Jonghyun would want to restore their old relationship.
“Min, please come back to me. I need you,” Jonghyun painfully whispered. Unable to take this misery, Minho started to walk away but Jonghyun grabbed his arm and held it tightly. “Min, please. Tell me the truth. Why did you leave me?”
“We’re done, Jonghyun. So please leave me alone” Minho coldly uttered but being the stubborn like he was Jonghyun didn’t letting go of his arm.
“Do you still love me?” Jonghyun asked out of the blue. He looked up at Minho, pleading. “I will leave after you answer my question.”
Minho began to cry as he looked at Jonghyun’s pleading eyes to his left arm. All his emotions spilled out, causing his mask to crack and reveal his inner turmoil. Minho said “I love you. I love you so much that it hurts me just seeing you like this, Jong”. The taller guy held Jonghyun’s left arm tracing the scars that were cause by the accident one year ago. “Every time I see you, I feel guilty for what happened. It’s was my fault. I am the reason why you have these scars. Why you don’t have your left hand.”
“But it was an accident.”
“An accident that was cause by my carelessness,” Minho whispered as he continued to trace Jonghyun’s arm and cried harder.
“Min, I only lost my left hand. I still have another. You don’t have to feel guilty.”
“You can’t blame me for feeling guilty every time I remember your dreams and how I destroyed it. You can’t play piano. You can’t write.” Minho choked off, unable to hold back his sobs.
“Min, you know that I can write with my other hand and I can still learn to play piano with one hand. I don’t care if I lose my hand or legs or eyes as long as I’m with you. It’s more than enough.”
Minho let go of Jonghyun and turn around. “If you walk away from me this time, I promise you won’t see me again.”
“Good. I always wish that will happened.” Minho coldly said.
“No matter how many seasons pass,
or how many years go by,
I hope that we wont meet the way we did today”
The next day, Minho woke up with the ringing of his mobile phone. Ignoring the message from his ex boyfriend, he turned off his phone and started the day like nothing happened. His day went normally with no sign of his ex. Minho was both happy and sad, he knew that Jonghyun finally accepted his decision but his heart ached with the pain of not being able to see the love of his life anymore. He needed this or else he will forever feel guilty for destroying Jonghyun’s dreams.
At lunch time, he received a mysterious bouquet of red roses, but what amazed Minho was that they were roses carved out of glass. He put them on the table in his office and didn’t bother reading the card since he was busy. Later that night, he closed the restaurant early and went home. As he entered his house, he felt the cool air brush against his skin. He dropped his things on the sofa and put the glass roses on the table beside the couch. After arranging them he then grabbed his mobile phone and turned in on. He was about to sit on the sofa when he heard his landline phone ring. He immediately answered it.
“Minho.”
“Hyung? Is that you Jinki hyung?” Minho was happy to hear his hyung’s voice again after a year.
Minho, something happened. How to I say this?
Minho can feel the nervous and fear in Jinki’s voice. “What is it?” He heard crying from the phone and he could tell that it was Kibum. A soft voice in the background must be Taemin, trying to comfort the other. “You are making me nervous, hyung.”
“Jonghyun’s mom called.”
“Hyung, did something happen to Jong? Hyung, tell me now.”
“Minho, Jonghyun…killed himself"
“No” Minho said, not knowing that he had begun crying. “If this is a joke, it’s not funny hyung”
“Do you think I am joking? Minho, he’s dead”
Minho dropped the phone in his hand. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Jonghyun couldn’t be dead. He was shaking from the shock. He could still hear Jinki’s voice shouting on the line. Then he heard his mobile phone ring and tears overflow as he read the message.
From: Dino Jong
11 - 22 - 2010
7:00 pm
I will love you until the last rose dies
Minho looked at the roses in the table. He immediately stood up and read the card on it. His knees give up and he fall from the ground crying even harder and Jonghyun’s message echoed in his ears.
Wish granted, Minho.
***
Note a:
Sorry for writing a broken JongHo. This is my second time writing broken JongHo.
I wrote this fic after listening to One Year Later by Onew and Jessica. This is total failed. sorry
Note b:
wanna be friends with me? Or read my fics..comments HERE
Note c:
To the silent readers please do comment. I want to know what you think about my fic