nothing at all; nichkhun/wooyoung
nothing at all.
nichkhun/wooyoung ; pg; 668w
where nichkhun wonders, but beginning to think he shouldn’t have.
A/N: one of those 3AM inspirations again, been getting them often it feels kinda weird but refreshing. inspired by this appearing on my tumblr dash. i told myself to wrote for another pairing, i cant because of the canon reference and frankly khunyoung is just effortless to me. /biased shipper is biased/
They were having dinner and watching the tv when Nichkhun puts the two and two together. The conversation they had two weeks back, the conversation that has Nichkhun baffled for nights, so much that extra eyebags are starting to appear under his eyes. Every night, Wooyoung’s face resurfaced in his mind, in his sleep and in his wake, so much that Nichkhun is beginning to unable to differentiate what is real and what is just a dream. Everything always goes back to that one moment.
“Hyung, I’m ready!” Wooyoung jumps out of his room excitedly, wearing some checkered shirt that Nichkhun never sees him wear before with a nice pair of skinny jeans.
“Good” Nichkhun says casually, approaching him and wrapping his arm around Wooyoung’s shoulder and leads him into the main door. “I’ve invited some girls too by the way” He says casually, and Wooyoung’s reaction is most surprising.
“I.. I don’t want to go anymore” Wooyoung stops in his tracks, lips starting to form a thin line, and then Nichkhun knows it’s serious. Usually, Wooyoung would pout when things doesn’t go the way he planned it, but this is Wooyoung being upset, and not sulky. Which is serious.
“What’s wrong?” Nichkhun looks at Wooyoung and grips his shoulder, because the Wooyoung he knows would just walk away and lock himself in his room.
“Nothing. Hyung, you’re a bad man” Nichkhun was so shocked at Wooyoung’s words that the moment he regains his senses Wooyoung has successfully wrenched himself out of Nichkhun’s grip and locked himself in his room.
Wooyoung didn’t talk to him for a week after that. It was only when Nichkhun threatened that he is going to stay in Wooyoung’s room nagging that Wooyoung decides to speak a few words just to chase him out of the room.
He snaps back into the present, with Wooyoung waving his hands in front of his face, asking him if he is alright. Nichkhun nods quickly and shoves the spoon he has been holding up mid-air for a few minutes into his mouth. Nichkhun looks at the man beside him and wondered for a few minutes if he should ask Wooyoung. After weighing everything in his mind for the last time, he decided that he really need to ask.
“Wooyoung-ah, do you like men?” he asks, trying his hardest to make this sounds as casual as possible.
Wooyoung stops eating, Nichkhun was expecting him to choke, but instead Wooyoung stares at him straight, unblinking, sending Nichkhun an incredulous look. That look then fades and almost instantly he buries himself back with the bowl of ramen in front of him and resumes eating, dismissing Nichkhun’s remark completely. Like it meant nothing, or maybe he was saving Nichkhun the embarrassment.
“Don’t be ridiculous” He mumbled, reverting his attention back onto the television.
Nichkhun’s heart plummets to the bottom of his stomach but tries to keep his disappointment at bay, and before his mind can comprehend it, he asks for reassurance, immediately scolding himself for appearing so weak and desperate.
“Really?”
Wooyoung turns back to look at him with another questioning look, as if Nichkhun is being completely ridiculous for asking more than once.
“Of course not, why?” He answers casually, keeping his gaze locked in Nichkhun’s, this time seemingly curious for Nichkhun reaction, waiting and trying to read and figure him out.
“Oh.. nothing”
Nothing... I was just hoping you’d say yes, so I have a reason to throw everything away and swipe you off your feet and away from here. Maybe then, losing everything will be worth it, as long as I have you.
The beautiful words lodges itself within his throat and throbs painfully as Nichkhun tries to swallow it whole, turning back to Wooyoung with that smile he has practiced over the years, the one that always manages to fool everyone, even himself.
“Nothing... Nothing at all.”
♥
A/N: I know I promised longer stuff, it is coming, I swear. I just keep getting distracted lol sorry ;w;
nichkhun/wooyoung ; pg; 668w
where nichkhun wonders, but beginning to think he shouldn’t have.
A/N: one of those 3AM inspirations again, been getting them often it feels kinda weird but refreshing. inspired by this appearing on my tumblr dash. i told myself to wrote for another pairing, i cant because of the canon reference and frankly khunyoung is just effortless to me. /biased shipper is biased/
They were having dinner and watching the tv when Nichkhun puts the two and two together. The conversation they had two weeks back, the conversation that has Nichkhun baffled for nights, so much that extra eyebags are starting to appear under his eyes. Every night, Wooyoung’s face resurfaced in his mind, in his sleep and in his wake, so much that Nichkhun is beginning to unable to differentiate what is real and what is just a dream. Everything always goes back to that one moment.
“Hyung, I’m ready!” Wooyoung jumps out of his room excitedly, wearing some checkered shirt that Nichkhun never sees him wear before with a nice pair of skinny jeans.
“Good” Nichkhun says casually, approaching him and wrapping his arm around Wooyoung’s shoulder and leads him into the main door. “I’ve invited some girls too by the way” He says casually, and Wooyoung’s reaction is most surprising.
“I.. I don’t want to go anymore” Wooyoung stops in his tracks, lips starting to form a thin line, and then Nichkhun knows it’s serious. Usually, Wooyoung would pout when things doesn’t go the way he planned it, but this is Wooyoung being upset, and not sulky. Which is serious.
“What’s wrong?” Nichkhun looks at Wooyoung and grips his shoulder, because the Wooyoung he knows would just walk away and lock himself in his room.
“Nothing. Hyung, you’re a bad man” Nichkhun was so shocked at Wooyoung’s words that the moment he regains his senses Wooyoung has successfully wrenched himself out of Nichkhun’s grip and locked himself in his room.
Wooyoung didn’t talk to him for a week after that. It was only when Nichkhun threatened that he is going to stay in Wooyoung’s room nagging that Wooyoung decides to speak a few words just to chase him out of the room.
He snaps back into the present, with Wooyoung waving his hands in front of his face, asking him if he is alright. Nichkhun nods quickly and shoves the spoon he has been holding up mid-air for a few minutes into his mouth. Nichkhun looks at the man beside him and wondered for a few minutes if he should ask Wooyoung. After weighing everything in his mind for the last time, he decided that he really need to ask.
“Wooyoung-ah, do you like men?” he asks, trying his hardest to make this sounds as casual as possible.
Wooyoung stops eating, Nichkhun was expecting him to choke, but instead Wooyoung stares at him straight, unblinking, sending Nichkhun an incredulous look. That look then fades and almost instantly he buries himself back with the bowl of ramen in front of him and resumes eating, dismissing Nichkhun’s remark completely. Like it meant nothing, or maybe he was saving Nichkhun the embarrassment.
“Don’t be ridiculous” He mumbled, reverting his attention back onto the television.
Nichkhun’s heart plummets to the bottom of his stomach but tries to keep his disappointment at bay, and before his mind can comprehend it, he asks for reassurance, immediately scolding himself for appearing so weak and desperate.
“Really?”
Wooyoung turns back to look at him with another questioning look, as if Nichkhun is being completely ridiculous for asking more than once.
“Of course not, why?” He answers casually, keeping his gaze locked in Nichkhun’s, this time seemingly curious for Nichkhun reaction, waiting and trying to read and figure him out.
“Oh.. nothing”
Nothing... I was just hoping you’d say yes, so I have a reason to throw everything away and swipe you off your feet and away from here. Maybe then, losing everything will be worth it, as long as I have you.
The beautiful words lodges itself within his throat and throbs painfully as Nichkhun tries to swallow it whole, turning back to Wooyoung with that smile he has practiced over the years, the one that always manages to fool everyone, even himself.
“Nothing... Nothing at all.”
♥
A/N: I know I promised longer stuff, it is coming, I swear. I just keep getting distracted lol sorry ;w;