Genre: Oneshot, Short
Rating: G
Synopsis: She’s my diamond girl.
Disclaimer:
1. Sorry for any grammatical error, english is not my primary language.
2. This is YongSeo fanfic, solely my own imagination.
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Diamond
Diamond, there's something about it that he, Jung Yonghwa, love so much. The way it glistened in light, the way it's so pure that you could see through, the way it's so strong that it could cut mirrors, the way it's pricey that you have to work hard to earn one.
Diamond, if he could have just only one, a precious one, his life would be fulfilled.
Diamond, first time he met her, she's a diamond that only half-way cut. She's cute, she's bright, she's pretty, but she lacked of something. He couldn't say that it's because of him she became bloom. But as a close observer, a somehow gardener, a wanted-to-be diamond cutter, he watched her going from a girl to a full woman. She bloomed upon his eyes, this diamond was cut into shape that no one couldn't take their eyes of her. So, no way, no way that he would let her go. This diamond was in his hand, glowing in his hand, glittered in his hand. No one would be able to take this precious diamond away from him. He promised, with his two hands, she would always be right here by his side where she belonged.
Diamond, watching an only-one-time performance, Diamond a x'mas song, she's so cute in her bling bling gold outfit. When she was at the center and sang her line, she stole his heart once again. Diamond, his diamond, the one that shone in his dream. he wouldn't ever let her go.
Diamond, his diamond girl, the song was for fans and everyone but she was the cause, the inspiration, the root that seeded in his sleepless night. When he thought of her so much that sleep was not an option. Bringing up his guitar and starting playing it, he liked it. He really love when his mind, his emotion, his music, his thought became one, Diamond Girl, come here, you're my diamond girl.
Diamond, a diamond shape, bound his name inside. It's not that only the diamond belonged to him, but he also belonged to the diamond. He was framed, owned, captured, he couldn't escape even if he had wanted to.
Diamond, a diamond ring sparkling in his hand, he looked at it, watched it, played with it. It's an impulse when he walked pass a jewelry shop and got himself this diamond ring. Well, it's time, right? When she so much as gave him the famous couple rings, it's time for him to give a valuable, significant, important meaning to her. His diamond girl, it's time to make her his, his diamond girl wearing his diamond ring.
Diamond.
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Author Note: I’m wondering why I wrote only in YH point of view. I want SH, too. Please let me have some glimpse of your love life, SH, pls pls pls.
Thx for reading.