As Seasons Passed [ONESHOT]
Title: As Seasons Passed
Author: coffee_sky
Summary: Minho and Taemin were meant to be together. The time that they had spent together meant everything to Minho. But not everything last forever. Minho just have to let things go, even when his heart says no.
Genre: Fluff and angst
In this world, right at the moment when we were born, I believe that there will always be strings that attach between us and to those that we love. Those strings are invisible, they cannot be seen with naked eyes that's for sure. However, eventhough they are invisible to our eyes, I must say that every beautiful thing in this world such as those strings deserve to be seen, or felt. Yeah, those strings, we can feel them using a very important part of our body, our hearts. We can always feel the bonds between those that we love attach to our hearts.
It all happened when that season came. I never thought that Auntum could be that beautiful. It was evening when I entered the library. The silence at that time grabbed my heart and the tranquility af the space really binding me with that place. At the usual spot, beside the big window, I positioned myself with a book in my hand. That big window was really lovely. The kind of antique window that once you took a glance at it, you will never escape for a second glance. The sunlight that passed through the window glasses were breathtaking. I closed my eyes, as I enjoyed the warmness of those sunlight on my skins, that was when I heard a voice.
'Hello'
I opened my eyes and I could see an angel stood before me, smilling brightly. As bright as the sun, as colourful as the colours of Autumn. That's what I thought when he appeared before my eyes. My gazed answered my heart that this person, the one that I couldn't take my eyes off him, attached to that string. The string that connected my heart and his. Once again with a voice that was soft as the wind blew in my ears.
'Um, can I sit here?'
I nod. He took his seat right at my fore. That's when it all started. We started talking to each other. I spent most of my time there, beside that window with that person, named Taemin. The angel that attached to my heart, he stole my heart. I was a blithesome person when we spent time together. The books that we chose to read, the cups that we chose to pour our coffees in, the table and chairs that we sat everyday and the warm sunlight through the big window, they were all meaningful to me.
'Hey Taemin,' I asked him.
'Yes Minho. What is it?'
'You're younger that me,'
'Yes I am. And are you bothered by that fact?'
'Yes, Taemin. I'm bothered by that fact.'
He placed the book that he was holding, the untitled book that he always read no matter how many times he had finished it, slowly and gently on the table. He leaned forward, the sunlight hits his genuine, alluring skins. He smiled and my heart had to skip a beat to keep my sanity remained as it was. Once again, this lovely angel of mine, had stole my precious possesion. And this time it's not my heart, it's my soul.
'Minho?'
'Uh, Taemin. Because I'm older than you, I'll have to graduate first before you. Will you be lonely?'
He replied me with a laugh. A small laugh that made my heart tickles.
'Minho, of course I will not be lonely. And I know that you wont feel lonely too, if I'm not around,'
'Care to tell me why?'
'Well, remember this Minho. As long as I exist in your thoughts, my heart will always be with you. That goes the same to me too,'
Once again, that smile. As bright as the sun, as colourful as the colours of Autumn. Those words, I bear it in my mind.
' As long as I exist in your thoughts, my heart will always be with you.'
The autumn was passing, the winter slowly made his way to this very town. And Taemin, he vanished. He never came to this library again. He left me alone and I waited and waited for him to come back, but he didn't. He just didn't come back, not at all. I did look for him, I even cried for a few times hoping that he would come back, but, to no avail. When winter came, my heart was as cold as the winter himself. Everyday, I came to the library, took a book for me and a book for Taemin, the book that he always read. I took two cups of coffee and I placed them on the table, one at my side and another one at my fore, Taemin's side. No matter how lonely it was for me to do that almost everyday, I would never stop. Because he stole my heart and soul. Taemin, he's important to me. I would wait for him even if it took forever.
'Hey Minho!' a voice calling out for me. I turned around and I saw a friend of mine.
'Jonghyun?'
'Here take this. Minho, you should stop all this nonsense. Me, as your friend, could not take this any longer! You've been searching for this address right? Well I had my ways.'
I took that piece of paper. The paper written with Taemin's address. Without a second thought, I ran. I ran as fast as I could. The cold winds of winter blew, and my skin felt the stings of the coldness of the winter. It hurts but I kept on running. I knew when I reached there, I would see hope. A warm hope that will felt the same way as the sunlight of that big window. I arrived. And I could see an orphanage stood still in front of me and I could hear my solitude panting across the quiet street. Without any more delay, I pressed the doorbell. The door slowly opened. My heart was beating loudly and rapidly. A person came out of that door, and it was not Taemin.
Then I learnt the truth. The sickness. The funeral. All. All of the things that I wished, wasn't true..
Taemin was gone.
A broken man, I was. Walking across the street as if I was a walking deceased. My heart was empty and I was shrouded with darkness that I will never capable of escaping. And unconsciously, I had walked back to that very place, the library. The hateful yet lovely library of me and Taemin. I entered the library and it was dark. It supposed to be closed by now, but for some reason, the main door wasn't lock. I made my way to that shelf. Favourite shelf, always had the books that were interesting enough to read and spend time there everyday. I stood right infront of the shelf, and took a book. Taemin's book. I took a deep breath and sat on the floor, in the middle of the forest of books. The garden of words that Taemin and I loved so much. The very place that meant so much to me, that meant so much to Taemin. Sitting alone there, I flipped open the first page of the hard covered book, and my sight became blurry, as my eyes cried. That book, it was a story book, whose author was Taemin. A story of us. Beautifully hand-written across the once empty pages. And one of the pages he wrote his message clearly, the message that I kept in my heart for all these years.
'As long as I exist in your thoughts, my heart will always be with you.'
Yours forever, Taemin.
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It's been a long time since I last wrote a fanfic. Haha. College life is really eating me. I'm still a no good writer though. Haha. Will anybody even read this anyway. Well, if you do read this please comment, because it will mean a lot to me! ^-^