[wip] temptation waits || hyuna & baekho; hyuna & kyungsoo
temptation waits || hyuna & baekho; hints at hyuna & kyungsoo
a/n: SUPER old wip of sorts! an au in which baekho and hyuna meet originally in a rehab center, and hyuna's dating kyungsoo. kyungsoo goes back to using drugs, and hyuna finds herself wrestling with herself + feelings for baekho. probably gonna expand on this, but, i want it out.
tw: suicide attempt
hyuna comes back home a few nights later, genuinely happy for the first time in a while. nothing happened between her and baekho -- just a small, simple, innocent (hah) kiss.
and baekho's hand around her waist as he held her steady as his lips pressed onto hers a little deeper, assuring her that everything was going to be okay. it felt amazing; and hyuna's back in her galaxy.
she opens the door to the shared apartment with kyungsoo; and her face falls slowly - it's trashed. there's garbage everywhere, holes in the wall, carpet upturned, and burn marks in her favourite coffee table.
i'm going to lose the damage deposit. for some reason, this is the only thought repeating over and over again inside her head. the entire room smells like a faint rubber band; the chemical after burn nearly making her gag.
it's the smell of crack.
-----
it's been six days since she's even heard from kyungsoo. six days since she found the house trashed and nearly uninhabitable (hyuna actually wound up calling gina to have her come over and clean; bribing her with some snickers bars, just so she could have a place to sleep). six days since baekho kissed her.
six days since kyungsoo left, and seemingly vanished on the streets.
hyuna's always, always, always been a little impulsive and reckless. more so when she was high; less so when she was back to normal. sometimes, her impulsiveness gets the better of her, and she can't quite control it. sometimes she just has to find a way to scratch that ever-growing itch inside of her.
before she knows what's happening, she finds herself back up on her balcony (their's? kyungsoo hasn't been home for a while. was it a week? two weeks? time's escaping her. she can admit to missing him, a lot.), looking down on the rain-slicked neon streets.
one breath. inhale; exhale. two breaths; repeat it again. hyuna climbs up carefully, hoisting her body over the railing, and carefully hovering over the side, just listening to everything.
it's 9 a.m. on a busy friday morning, and hyuna slowly lets herself fall forward, closing her eyes as a small, slow smile escapes her. a sudden jolting feeling hits her, and she feels herself lurch back into reality.
meanwhile, baekho has finally caught a falling star. he shakes, pulling her up (god, it's so easy. she's so tiny, and it worries him so fucking much. is it natural? is she healthy? is she happy?). he holds her in his arms, shaking harder and stroking her hair.
"god, hyuna. what's wrong?"
hyuna's quiet, focusing on his heartbeat. it's irregular, but comforting. she doesn't say anything, but curls into him closer.
baekho just cries quietly, holding her tighter when she won't say anything.
it's 9:15 a.m., and hyuna lives another day.
-----
it takes over four hours, but hyuna finally, finally breaks. it's over baekho accidentally burning a piece of toast, but she breaks.
just like that, hyuna's light has finally burnt out. she's burnt out; long gone in this world.
baekho listens to her cry and scream, he lets her sit on the kitchen floor and cry until she's exhausted; and only then does he touch her and smooth her hair back.
"there's more bread in the fridge."
hyuna can't help but to smile weakly.
-----
it's month number four, and hyuna's happiness continues. baekho let her move into his apartment with him, and has helped support her when her paychecks aren't quite enough.
baekho got a gig performing every tuesday and thursday night at a cafe with his guitar. the money's good; enough to keep their pantry decently stocked and a roof over their head.
hyuna's stretching on the living room floor; getting herself back in tip-top shape to start teaching at the dance studio nearby; as was her real calling in life. everything's going steady (as is their relationship): like it's all going to be okay.
until kyungsoo comes home one night.
a/n: SUPER old wip of sorts! an au in which baekho and hyuna meet originally in a rehab center, and hyuna's dating kyungsoo. kyungsoo goes back to using drugs, and hyuna finds herself wrestling with herself + feelings for baekho. probably gonna expand on this, but, i want it out.
tw: suicide attempt
hyuna comes back home a few nights later, genuinely happy for the first time in a while. nothing happened between her and baekho -- just a small, simple, innocent (hah) kiss.
and baekho's hand around her waist as he held her steady as his lips pressed onto hers a little deeper, assuring her that everything was going to be okay. it felt amazing; and hyuna's back in her galaxy.
she opens the door to the shared apartment with kyungsoo; and her face falls slowly - it's trashed. there's garbage everywhere, holes in the wall, carpet upturned, and burn marks in her favourite coffee table.
i'm going to lose the damage deposit. for some reason, this is the only thought repeating over and over again inside her head. the entire room smells like a faint rubber band; the chemical after burn nearly making her gag.
it's the smell of crack.
-----
it's been six days since she's even heard from kyungsoo. six days since she found the house trashed and nearly uninhabitable (hyuna actually wound up calling gina to have her come over and clean; bribing her with some snickers bars, just so she could have a place to sleep). six days since baekho kissed her.
six days since kyungsoo left, and seemingly vanished on the streets.
hyuna's always, always, always been a little impulsive and reckless. more so when she was high; less so when she was back to normal. sometimes, her impulsiveness gets the better of her, and she can't quite control it. sometimes she just has to find a way to scratch that ever-growing itch inside of her.
before she knows what's happening, she finds herself back up on her balcony (their's? kyungsoo hasn't been home for a while. was it a week? two weeks? time's escaping her. she can admit to missing him, a lot.), looking down on the rain-slicked neon streets.
one breath. inhale; exhale. two breaths; repeat it again. hyuna climbs up carefully, hoisting her body over the railing, and carefully hovering over the side, just listening to everything.
it's 9 a.m. on a busy friday morning, and hyuna slowly lets herself fall forward, closing her eyes as a small, slow smile escapes her. a sudden jolting feeling hits her, and she feels herself lurch back into reality.
meanwhile, baekho has finally caught a falling star. he shakes, pulling her up (god, it's so easy. she's so tiny, and it worries him so fucking much. is it natural? is she healthy? is she happy?). he holds her in his arms, shaking harder and stroking her hair.
"god, hyuna. what's wrong?"
hyuna's quiet, focusing on his heartbeat. it's irregular, but comforting. she doesn't say anything, but curls into him closer.
baekho just cries quietly, holding her tighter when she won't say anything.
it's 9:15 a.m., and hyuna lives another day.
-----
it takes over four hours, but hyuna finally, finally breaks. it's over baekho accidentally burning a piece of toast, but she breaks.
just like that, hyuna's light has finally burnt out. she's burnt out; long gone in this world.
baekho listens to her cry and scream, he lets her sit on the kitchen floor and cry until she's exhausted; and only then does he touch her and smooth her hair back.
"there's more bread in the fridge."
hyuna can't help but to smile weakly.
-----
it's month number four, and hyuna's happiness continues. baekho let her move into his apartment with him, and has helped support her when her paychecks aren't quite enough.
baekho got a gig performing every tuesday and thursday night at a cafe with his guitar. the money's good; enough to keep their pantry decently stocked and a roof over their head.
hyuna's stretching on the living room floor; getting herself back in tip-top shape to start teaching at the dance studio nearby; as was her real calling in life. everything's going steady (as is their relationship): like it's all going to be okay.
until kyungsoo comes home one night.