junhyung/hyunseung: tear out the hearts
tear out the hearts
junhyung/hyunseung, junhyung/hara
pg-13, angst
tear out the hearts.
something's a little different, hyunseung notices.
it's just a small difference, but hyunseung notices it anyways.
junhyung's a little different, a little distant, a little not-so-junhyung anymore.
hyunseung doesn't like to doubt people. he doesn't like to be suspicious or anything, but he doesn't know what he's suppose to do when junhyung starts coming home later and later.
hyunseung doesn't want to restrict junhyung or anything. he doesn't want to be the little insecure girl who's always looking for her boyfriend, making calls and sending texts to make sure where he is and what he's doing.
no. hyunseung doesn't want to be like that. but right now he really doesn't know what he's suppose to do anymore.
hyunseung sees junhyung. he sees junhyung, fingers laced with a girl and they kissed between ice cream.
something shattered and hyunseung isn't sure if it's the groceries he's holding on or his heart.
junhyung looks up and he sees him. junhyung sees hyunseung, and hyunseung doesn't know what he's supposed to do anymore.
so hyunseung pretends that he didn't see junhyung's surprised face, pretends that he didn't hear junhyung calling after him, and pretends that he didn't hear his heart break.
from: junhyung
i'm sorry.
thurs, 12:48am.
junhyung doesn't come home the day after. or the day after that. or the day after that. junhyung doesn't come home anymore, and hyunseung pretends that he doesn't wait by the phone.
hyunseung sees junhyung walking on the streets. he sees junhyung with the girl in his arms and he sees them smiling and laughing and they looked so fucking happy.
hyunseung wants to scream. he wants to run up to them and slap the girl's hand away and tell her that she's touching his fucking man. he wants to grab junhyung by the collar and kiss him fully on the lips. he wants to hold junhyung's hand and be the one that's smiling and laughing with him.
but hyunseung doesn't, and he just turns around and walks back home.
he sees junhyung again when he opens the door and he sees junhyung standing there awkwardly with a bag in his hand.
"i'm just here to take my things." junhyung says dismissively.
hyunseung doesn't say anything. he walks past junhyung and into the kitchen and starts putting the groceries into the shelves and rearranging the cups according to their colors and putting all the forks in one cabin and the spoons in another and-
the door shuts behind hyunseung and hyunseung doesn't look back.
it's not like hyunseung's never been through a break-up. it's not like hyunseung's never been through the process of getting his heart ripped in half and waiting for time to glue them back. it's not like hyunseung's a fragile little girl who can't handle break-ups. it's not like hyunseung doesn't know how hard the ground can be when he falls. it's not like hyunseung's never going to get back onto his feet anymore.
but.
everything.
just.
hurts.
so.
fucking.
bad.
author's note:
i wrote this a long time ago, it was never meant to be junhyung/hara but since the news is out so i just assumed the girl to be hara then.
idek what i'm writing anymore. oh and i love i remember, yoseob your voice is sex.
junhyung/hyunseung, junhyung/hara
pg-13, angst
tear out the hearts.
something's a little different, hyunseung notices.
it's just a small difference, but hyunseung notices it anyways.
junhyung's a little different, a little distant, a little not-so-junhyung anymore.
hyunseung doesn't like to doubt people. he doesn't like to be suspicious or anything, but he doesn't know what he's suppose to do when junhyung starts coming home later and later.
hyunseung doesn't want to restrict junhyung or anything. he doesn't want to be the little insecure girl who's always looking for her boyfriend, making calls and sending texts to make sure where he is and what he's doing.
no. hyunseung doesn't want to be like that. but right now he really doesn't know what he's suppose to do anymore.
hyunseung sees junhyung. he sees junhyung, fingers laced with a girl and they kissed between ice cream.
something shattered and hyunseung isn't sure if it's the groceries he's holding on or his heart.
junhyung looks up and he sees him. junhyung sees hyunseung, and hyunseung doesn't know what he's supposed to do anymore.
so hyunseung pretends that he didn't see junhyung's surprised face, pretends that he didn't hear junhyung calling after him, and pretends that he didn't hear his heart break.
from: junhyung
i'm sorry.
thurs, 12:48am.
junhyung doesn't come home the day after. or the day after that. or the day after that. junhyung doesn't come home anymore, and hyunseung pretends that he doesn't wait by the phone.
hyunseung sees junhyung walking on the streets. he sees junhyung with the girl in his arms and he sees them smiling and laughing and they looked so fucking happy.
hyunseung wants to scream. he wants to run up to them and slap the girl's hand away and tell her that she's touching his fucking man. he wants to grab junhyung by the collar and kiss him fully on the lips. he wants to hold junhyung's hand and be the one that's smiling and laughing with him.
but hyunseung doesn't, and he just turns around and walks back home.
he sees junhyung again when he opens the door and he sees junhyung standing there awkwardly with a bag in his hand.
"i'm just here to take my things." junhyung says dismissively.
hyunseung doesn't say anything. he walks past junhyung and into the kitchen and starts putting the groceries into the shelves and rearranging the cups according to their colors and putting all the forks in one cabin and the spoons in another and-
the door shuts behind hyunseung and hyunseung doesn't look back.
it's not like hyunseung's never been through a break-up. it's not like hyunseung's never been through the process of getting his heart ripped in half and waiting for time to glue them back. it's not like hyunseung's a fragile little girl who can't handle break-ups. it's not like hyunseung doesn't know how hard the ground can be when he falls. it's not like hyunseung's never going to get back onto his feet anymore.
but.
everything.
just.
hurts.
so.
fucking.
bad.
author's note:
i wrote this a long time ago, it was never meant to be junhyung/hara but since the news is out so i just assumed the girl to be hara then.
idek what i'm writing anymore. oh and i love i remember, yoseob your voice is sex.