UNREQUITED
Title: Unrequited BECAUSE I'M OH-SO-ORIGINAL
Pairing: one-sided!SiMin
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst
Warning/s: yaoi, implied smut, crude language
Verse: alternate
Type/Status: One-Shot; Complete, 1,099W
Summary: Sungmin didn't believe in love and Siwon was fine with that, at first. Then again, shit happens - love, happens.
A/N: Requested by aendimnida!<3
"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable." ~ C.S. Lewis
Lee Sungmin didn't believe in love. Emotions are messy; they're nothing but a pain in the ass, in more ways than one. He doesn't do relationships. Relationships had 'It's complicated (TM)' stamped all over them. Sungmin didn't want the excess baggage. He did hook-ups, though. It was more convenient, yet not less satisfying. It was enough to keep his carnal needs in check, not worrying about a partner, was of course, an added bonus. Sungmin couldn't afford the emotional investment anyway. Sure, he still gets an entirely different pain in the ass, but it was nothing a cold shower and a couple tablets of Tylenol can't fix.
Choi Siwon had been brought up to believe that if there was one thing that was innate in every human being, it was the ability to love. His catechism teacher once told him that he would, one day, find a woman he would love with all his heart, and end up getting married with her. From there, their love would bear fruit in the form of the bundles of joy that would be their children.
Looking back, Siwon could only scoff. Oh how wrong Mister Park was. Quite arguable though. Siwon only started to question said teachings ever since he met a certain Lee Sungmin - the man inevitably making him throw all his beliefs out the window in a jiffy. He knew the man was bad news the first time he saw him enter the nondescript bar wearing leather pants that clung to his legs like a second skin, his eyes lined with kohl, and a cunning smile on his lips that spelled trouble; he fell for him anyway.
Sungmin was all curves and pliant limbs, all too alluring and very much enticing - enough for the pious pastor's son to take a hundred and eighty degree turn, or three-sixty, even. Those fox-like eyes had the younger enamored since the very first time he locked gazes with them, not quite able to help himself from succumbing to the temptress that was Lee Sungmin. His hips could only be described as deliciously sinful - tender flesh endowed with astounding flexibility which came in handy, if Siwon may add, in heated trysts on nights wherein the loneliness became all too unbearable, and the dire need for human contact needed to be fulfilled. It was mainly a physiological need, above all; nothing more, nothing less. At least, that's what Siwon convinces himself to believe.
~
"Are you going?" Siwon sat up on the bed, the sheets draped on his lower half threatening to slip off.
Sungmin merely rolled his eyes at the younger as he sifted through the scattered piles of clothes on the parquet floor, successfully retrieving his fuschia boxer shorts under Siwon's maroon ones. "No. What you're seeing is actually me staying."
The sarcasm was a permanent fixture in Sungmin's voice, Siwon knew that much. What he didn't know was when it had started to sting. He was pretty sure he was fine up until their first couple of fucks. Yet, he was stupid enough to let his guard down around the man, only realizing his mistake when the damage had already been done. He just wanted to get some. He just wasn't aware that he was about to get some... and more. Still, he wasn't going to complain. When you're getting ass like that, you're bound not too.
Except that, there's this stubborn little thing aside from love that humans have too - limits, that is. Siwon was human; and he was at his limit.
"Don't leave," he blurted before he can stop himself, his stomach lurching as Sungmin stopped dressing and turned to him with calculating eyes.
Siwon would've preferred it better had Sungmin glared at him. He didn't like the feeling of being stared at as if he was some sort of a lab rat in an experiment; Sungmin's searching eyes was quite unnerving.
"Why?" The man simplysaid, a hint of a challenge in his voice.
Siwon felt the last of his self-control slip away. There was definitely no other way to go about this. It had to be done."Just... stay. Stay with me, please."
"I asked you why. You're not answering my question," Sungmin pointed out through gritted teeth, already making his way towards the door as he finished donning on the last article of clothing he lacked that was his shirt.
"I love you!" Siwon blurted out in panic as Sungmin had already reached for the doorknob.
The petite man had a bitter smile on his visage as he looked back at Siwon, seemingly nailing the younger in place with his gaze.
"You don't really love me, Siwon. You're just in love with the idea of me. It's because I seem so mysterious, isn't it? You feel so thrilled at the prospect of how exciting it would be to engage in a relationship with someone as adventurous and feisty as me, with a nice ass to boot. I'm not tooting my own here but admit it, I'm right, aren't I?" Sungmin smiled lazily, leaning his back on the door casually, not minding that his words sliced through his companion's being in every possible way. "Sorry to break it to you, honey. But the world doesn't work that way. I do not work that way. Love is for helpless, insecure losers, who need reassurance every five minutes or so. Call me when you've become otherwise."
Siwon could only stare as the man who held his being stepped out of the room, taking the broken pieces of Siwon's heart with him.
"And remember, Siwon-ssi. You're not really in love with me. You just think you are," Sungmin smiled condescendingly at Siwon's still frozen form, shutting the door behind him with a snap, said snap seemingly awakening the younger from his trance.
"But I am. I'm in love with you, Min." Siwon's words were left unheard, mere syllables enunciated to the still air of yet another lonely night.
It was definitely going to be a long night - for Siwon, at least.
~END~
P.S. Angst is not my cup of tea. So pardon the fail.
P.S.S. Unbeta'd. You know the drill.
P.S.S.S. slut!Min is my favorite kind of Min
P.S.S.S.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MASI!!!<3 Sorry for torturing you on your birthday!;A;
Pairing: one-sided!SiMin
Rating: PG-13
Genre: angst
Warning/s: yaoi, implied smut, crude language
Verse: alternate
Type/Status: One-Shot; Complete, 1,099W
Summary: Sungmin didn't believe in love and Siwon was fine with that, at first. Then again, shit happens - love, happens.
A/N: Requested by aendimnida!<3
"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable." ~ C.S. Lewis
Lee Sungmin didn't believe in love. Emotions are messy; they're nothing but a pain in the ass, in more ways than one. He doesn't do relationships. Relationships had 'It's complicated (TM)' stamped all over them. Sungmin didn't want the excess baggage. He did hook-ups, though. It was more convenient, yet not less satisfying. It was enough to keep his carnal needs in check, not worrying about a partner, was of course, an added bonus. Sungmin couldn't afford the emotional investment anyway. Sure, he still gets an entirely different pain in the ass, but it was nothing a cold shower and a couple tablets of Tylenol can't fix.
Choi Siwon had been brought up to believe that if there was one thing that was innate in every human being, it was the ability to love. His catechism teacher once told him that he would, one day, find a woman he would love with all his heart, and end up getting married with her. From there, their love would bear fruit in the form of the bundles of joy that would be their children.
Looking back, Siwon could only scoff. Oh how wrong Mister Park was. Quite arguable though. Siwon only started to question said teachings ever since he met a certain Lee Sungmin - the man inevitably making him throw all his beliefs out the window in a jiffy. He knew the man was bad news the first time he saw him enter the nondescript bar wearing leather pants that clung to his legs like a second skin, his eyes lined with kohl, and a cunning smile on his lips that spelled trouble; he fell for him anyway.
Sungmin was all curves and pliant limbs, all too alluring and very much enticing - enough for the pious pastor's son to take a hundred and eighty degree turn, or three-sixty, even. Those fox-like eyes had the younger enamored since the very first time he locked gazes with them, not quite able to help himself from succumbing to the temptress that was Lee Sungmin. His hips could only be described as deliciously sinful - tender flesh endowed with astounding flexibility which came in handy, if Siwon may add, in heated trysts on nights wherein the loneliness became all too unbearable, and the dire need for human contact needed to be fulfilled. It was mainly a physiological need, above all; nothing more, nothing less. At least, that's what Siwon convinces himself to believe.
~
"Are you going?" Siwon sat up on the bed, the sheets draped on his lower half threatening to slip off.
Sungmin merely rolled his eyes at the younger as he sifted through the scattered piles of clothes on the parquet floor, successfully retrieving his fuschia boxer shorts under Siwon's maroon ones. "No. What you're seeing is actually me staying."
The sarcasm was a permanent fixture in Sungmin's voice, Siwon knew that much. What he didn't know was when it had started to sting. He was pretty sure he was fine up until their first couple of fucks. Yet, he was stupid enough to let his guard down around the man, only realizing his mistake when the damage had already been done. He just wanted to get some. He just wasn't aware that he was about to get some... and more. Still, he wasn't going to complain. When you're getting ass like that, you're bound not too.
Except that, there's this stubborn little thing aside from love that humans have too - limits, that is. Siwon was human; and he was at his limit.
"Don't leave," he blurted before he can stop himself, his stomach lurching as Sungmin stopped dressing and turned to him with calculating eyes.
Siwon would've preferred it better had Sungmin glared at him. He didn't like the feeling of being stared at as if he was some sort of a lab rat in an experiment; Sungmin's searching eyes was quite unnerving.
"Why?" The man simplysaid, a hint of a challenge in his voice.
Siwon felt the last of his self-control slip away. There was definitely no other way to go about this. It had to be done."Just... stay. Stay with me, please."
"I asked you why. You're not answering my question," Sungmin pointed out through gritted teeth, already making his way towards the door as he finished donning on the last article of clothing he lacked that was his shirt.
"I love you!" Siwon blurted out in panic as Sungmin had already reached for the doorknob.
The petite man had a bitter smile on his visage as he looked back at Siwon, seemingly nailing the younger in place with his gaze.
"You don't really love me, Siwon. You're just in love with the idea of me. It's because I seem so mysterious, isn't it? You feel so thrilled at the prospect of how exciting it would be to engage in a relationship with someone as adventurous and feisty as me, with a nice ass to boot. I'm not tooting my own here but admit it, I'm right, aren't I?" Sungmin smiled lazily, leaning his back on the door casually, not minding that his words sliced through his companion's being in every possible way. "Sorry to break it to you, honey. But the world doesn't work that way. I do not work that way. Love is for helpless, insecure losers, who need reassurance every five minutes or so. Call me when you've become otherwise."
Siwon could only stare as the man who held his being stepped out of the room, taking the broken pieces of Siwon's heart with him.
"And remember, Siwon-ssi. You're not really in love with me. You just think you are," Sungmin smiled condescendingly at Siwon's still frozen form, shutting the door behind him with a snap, said snap seemingly awakening the younger from his trance.
"But I am. I'm in love with you, Min." Siwon's words were left unheard, mere syllables enunciated to the still air of yet another lonely night.
It was definitely going to be a long night - for Siwon, at least.
~END~
P.S. Angst is not my cup of tea. So pardon the fail.
P.S.S. Unbeta'd. You know the drill.
P.S.S.S. slut!Min is my favorite kind of Min
P.S.S.S.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MASI!!!<3 Sorry for torturing you on your birthday!;A;