Precious (4/?)
Chapter: 4
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin, past Ryeowook/Sungmin
A/N: World in Sungmin's POV, not really a continuation of chapter 3~
Forgive my lack writing skills, haha ^^;
POV: Sungmin
Loving Ryeowook was beautiful. Everything was warm, soft, perfect. We were together for years that he was already like a family to me. It wouldn’t make much different if we stayed like this or got married. We were already a family with Sungjin, Yesung, and Henry as our children. But, a year ago, my world lost its light when I heard that he died.
I thought I couldn’t live without him. Commit suicide was once in my thought, but then I remembered the three boys. If I died, no one would take care of them. So I worked harder than I ever did. Business made me able to move on. Ryeo was still deep in my heart, but I had already stopped crying.
One day when I was having my break in a park, I found a little white bunny under a bench. It was so cute and I knew my boys would love to have it, especially Henry, so I took it home. I didn’t know that it was a very important moment for me and for another person.
Months passed. I was surprised when one of my students showed me a magazine about a photography competition’s result. On the runner up position was displayed a beautiful photo. It was me and the bunny at that time. The object was very simple but somehow it looked amazing. Whoever the photographer was, he really was talented.
Cho Kyuhyun. There was written his name and his address. Tomorrow I had a free time so I decided to see him face to face. And perhaps gave him some thanks because later at evening I got an offer to be a model. It could give me extra earnings.
Finally, I got to see him. He was...tall, handsome, cool, and looked mature. But he was wearing a high school uniform. Then I realized that it was the uniform of the school where I taught martial arts, musical, dance, and choir. What a nice coincidence.
I decided to trick him. I pretended to be angry and boasted about many talent agents come to me for the fact there were only two.
“You’re misunderstand, young man. I didn’t take your picture. I just wanted to capture a happiness and I accidentally found it. The photo turned out good.”
“How old are you to call me such young man?! And what the hell was that? You can find happiness everywhere, why me? Now they hunt me like fresh water in desert, you know?” I shouted back, getting angry for real. How dare a high school student call me young man when he was obviously younger than me?
“I’m sixteen.”
“And I’m eighteen!! Speak formally to me and help me to get those stupid talent agents away from my life!!!”
“Stop screaming, oh God, you ruined my peaceful day. Well you’re short and way too childish with that baby face and high pitched screams. And if you’re now popular, you should thank me instead. If you need something to blame, blame yourself for having a good smile.”
He might be handsome, but he was so irritating. He just walked off and closed his door before him. I cursed and muttered about how kids these days didn’t pay attention to courtesy and behaviour, hoping he would hear me and at least felt as angry as me.
-
Was it a fate or something? He was actually in choir club. This was my second week teaching, so then last week he already met me. If I didn’t notice him, it was understandable because there were many persons in the club. But if he didn’t notice me, oh my god, his obliviousness level must be crazily high.
As a teacher, it wasn’t good to favour a single student, but I couldn’t help it. Kyuhyun’s voice was the best and I wanted him to be perfect. I noted even the slightest mistake he made. I didn’t care if he found it annoying and decided to confront me back. Sometimes I happily argued with him, but there were times when I was tired so I let him win the stupid arguments.
-
When I stopped teaching choir club, I unexpectedly missed him. Perhaps I was already used to Kyuhyun’s presence around me.
This feeling was kinda new. I never had an interest in non cute things before. When I had a crush on Ryeowook, I easily recognized it because Ryeo was very cute and I never did not like cuteness. But in Kyuhyun, you could find his cuteness just if you squinted really hard.
I visited Ryeowook’s grave, praying for him and lightly asking, “Ryeo, is it okay for you if I like another guy?”
There was nothing like wind blowing, sounds gently answering, or flowers falling towards me like what happened in novels when such a question being asked to a dead body down there below the ground. I just felt warm. I felt loved. I felt as happy as when Ryeo was hugging me.
“You’re still here in my heart, Ryeo.”
-End of Chapter 4-
A/N: Comments are still highly appreciated ^-^
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin, past Ryeowook/Sungmin
A/N: World in Sungmin's POV, not really a continuation of chapter 3~
Forgive my lack writing skills, haha ^^;
POV: Sungmin
Loving Ryeowook was beautiful. Everything was warm, soft, perfect. We were together for years that he was already like a family to me. It wouldn’t make much different if we stayed like this or got married. We were already a family with Sungjin, Yesung, and Henry as our children. But, a year ago, my world lost its light when I heard that he died.
I thought I couldn’t live without him. Commit suicide was once in my thought, but then I remembered the three boys. If I died, no one would take care of them. So I worked harder than I ever did. Business made me able to move on. Ryeo was still deep in my heart, but I had already stopped crying.
One day when I was having my break in a park, I found a little white bunny under a bench. It was so cute and I knew my boys would love to have it, especially Henry, so I took it home. I didn’t know that it was a very important moment for me and for another person.
Months passed. I was surprised when one of my students showed me a magazine about a photography competition’s result. On the runner up position was displayed a beautiful photo. It was me and the bunny at that time. The object was very simple but somehow it looked amazing. Whoever the photographer was, he really was talented.
Cho Kyuhyun. There was written his name and his address. Tomorrow I had a free time so I decided to see him face to face. And perhaps gave him some thanks because later at evening I got an offer to be a model. It could give me extra earnings.
Finally, I got to see him. He was...tall, handsome, cool, and looked mature. But he was wearing a high school uniform. Then I realized that it was the uniform of the school where I taught martial arts, musical, dance, and choir. What a nice coincidence.
I decided to trick him. I pretended to be angry and boasted about many talent agents come to me for the fact there were only two.
“You’re misunderstand, young man. I didn’t take your picture. I just wanted to capture a happiness and I accidentally found it. The photo turned out good.”
“How old are you to call me such young man?! And what the hell was that? You can find happiness everywhere, why me? Now they hunt me like fresh water in desert, you know?” I shouted back, getting angry for real. How dare a high school student call me young man when he was obviously younger than me?
“I’m sixteen.”
“And I’m eighteen!! Speak formally to me and help me to get those stupid talent agents away from my life!!!”
“Stop screaming, oh God, you ruined my peaceful day. Well you’re short and way too childish with that baby face and high pitched screams. And if you’re now popular, you should thank me instead. If you need something to blame, blame yourself for having a good smile.”
He might be handsome, but he was so irritating. He just walked off and closed his door before him. I cursed and muttered about how kids these days didn’t pay attention to courtesy and behaviour, hoping he would hear me and at least felt as angry as me.
-
Was it a fate or something? He was actually in choir club. This was my second week teaching, so then last week he already met me. If I didn’t notice him, it was understandable because there were many persons in the club. But if he didn’t notice me, oh my god, his obliviousness level must be crazily high.
As a teacher, it wasn’t good to favour a single student, but I couldn’t help it. Kyuhyun’s voice was the best and I wanted him to be perfect. I noted even the slightest mistake he made. I didn’t care if he found it annoying and decided to confront me back. Sometimes I happily argued with him, but there were times when I was tired so I let him win the stupid arguments.
-
When I stopped teaching choir club, I unexpectedly missed him. Perhaps I was already used to Kyuhyun’s presence around me.
This feeling was kinda new. I never had an interest in non cute things before. When I had a crush on Ryeowook, I easily recognized it because Ryeo was very cute and I never did not like cuteness. But in Kyuhyun, you could find his cuteness just if you squinted really hard.
I visited Ryeowook’s grave, praying for him and lightly asking, “Ryeo, is it okay for you if I like another guy?”
There was nothing like wind blowing, sounds gently answering, or flowers falling towards me like what happened in novels when such a question being asked to a dead body down there below the ground. I just felt warm. I felt loved. I felt as happy as when Ryeo was hugging me.
“You’re still here in my heart, Ryeo.”
-End of Chapter 4-
A/N: Comments are still highly appreciated ^-^