[fic] Different
Prompt courtesy of SJ Random Pairing Generator
Title: Different
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG
Pairing: Han Geng//Henry, past ShiHan and HanChul
Summary: He’s different from Shiwon, who was strong enough to hold the both of you up, and different from Heechul, whose snarky and somewhat over-confident nature was the complete opposite of his soft-spoken and shy self.
*author’s comments: this was another attempt of mine to perfect my writing in the 2nd person, as I am still unsatisfied with my writing in this particular POV. And again, this was written in Han Geng’s POV
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You don’t know why you fell in love with him in the first place and you often ask yourself this when you’re alone or lying awake next to his sleeping form.
He’s different from both your past lovers and you can’t deny that fact.
He’s different from Shiwon, whose well-defined masculinity is probably the utter opposite of his own soft effeminacy. On the outside, he’s not nearly as strong as Shiwon was, depending on you for guidance and a comforting embrace when he feels all he can do is cry.
But he’s strong enough to hold onto you even if you sometimes lash out and shout hurtful words at him in frustration, apologizing for mistakes that weren’t made and working hard to make up for things that didn’t need making up.
In the end, you’re the one who ends up saying your I’m-sorry’s and I-love-you’s and he just smiles and lets you kiss him everywhere just because it makes you feel better about it all.
He’s different from Heechul, whose snarky words and somewhat over-confidence are the stark contrast to his softly spoken words and shy, quiet nature. With Heechul’s colorful personality, your relationship was unpredictable, sometimes quiet and sometimes loud, but never still.
Your relationship with the young violinist, to you, seems much more steady, though of course, there were times where the two of you (mostly you) would question this so-called “illicit” love.
Such as now for instance.
You look down at his slumbering face, his pale form curled up close to your own, bare back pressed against your just-as-bare stomach as you curl an arm around his waist possessively.
He turns in your grip and breathes out your name in his sleep, and you can’t help but pull his body close to yours, his pale moonlight-borne complexion contrasting against your own lightly tanned one.
He is different, yes.
But at the moment, with his legs tangle with yours and the thought of his red lips against yours, you can’t bring yourself to care.
Because he’s yours and that’s all that matters right now.
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I think this is the shortest piece that I have written thus far. And for three reasons.
One, I felt that this work would sound far too repetitive had I made it to be longer.
Two, Sweet Sonata really needs more posts.
Three, I have a request for Selina
xvxkuromi that I should be working on right now.
On that note, let me just say that I hoped you enjoyed this short fic of mine. Please comment and tell me what you think, thank you^^