He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
Drabble
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin
A/N: Happy birthday to vin11lover. Wish you all the best, Unni, love you always! ^^
Written in less than an hour so bear the failure please and enjoy? :3
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me…
The last petal of the sunflower I was holding finally fell down onto the ground. I sighed. I thought it would be better if it turned out that ‘he loves me not’, so I wouldn’t hope too much… Aish, I didn’t know why I did this silly girly thing in the first place.
“Kyuhyun ah? What are you doing here?”
Great, the love of my life just came and stared suspiciously at the scattered yellow petals around me. I didn’t dare say any word, because he would quickly tell if I was being dishonest. “It’s cold here. Why don’t you wear something to keep you warm? Didn’t I give you a muffler last Christmas?”
I hate the way he treated me like a baby. Sure, I was younger, but I was manlier and taller! I didn’t have fond of pink and bunnies like he did. And mostly, I hated him because he cared about me too much. It hurt, because I knew he was too blockhead to notice feelings like what I had for him.
Seeing no signal of me answering his question, he asked again, “So how’s the result? She loves me or she loves me not?” Oh Hyung do you think I’ll answer such an embarrassing question? “I don’t know what’s wrong with you but I hate silent treatment like this. Did I do something wrong?”
“He loves me...” My voice faltered. “I’m here just for evening air. I didn’t bring my muffler because Hyung, this is not cold at all so stop worrying me I am not a kid. And you did not do anything wrong...” You did not. I did. Falling in love with you was wrong.
“A he? Wow, I thought you would just deny that part. I don’t know you believe in that flower thing...” Was it just me or he looked... sad?
“No, I don’t believe it. You said it’s cold here, let’s go home...”
“...Kyuhyun?” I grabbed his hand but he didn’t budge. I turned, checking if he was alright. “Kyu, who is it? Who’s the guy you like? Do I know him?”
It’s you... It’s always you. But of course I wouldn’t answer that. “It’s not reciprocated, so you don’t need to know,” Instead, I offered a small smile. Sungmin pouted, clearly was not satisfied with my answer, as I expected.
“I need to know! I am your best friend. I am your closest friend. At least, I want to know you more than others do!”
“Guess who and I’ll just answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’...” I headed towards the dormitory, with him following me behind, kept mentioning random names of our friends, neighbours, even teachers, and I kept shaking my head.
We had already arrived at our room when Sungmin gave up. “I’ve mentioned about two hundred names and no one was true? Are you sure this is a guy? Do I know him or not?”
I chuckled, wondering if he was really curious, and why. “I meet this person everyday, Hyung. You should have known.”
Sungmin’s eyes widened. “Omo, don’t tell me you like the school guard you always greet every morning!! He’s married!” He gave a disapproval look.
“What the... Oh, Hyung, my taste is not that bad! Stop this already!”
Thankfully, he was one of a few who understood that when a Cho Kyuhyun said ‘Stop this talk’ then never ever brought the topic again all day!
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He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not…
The last petal of the sunflower I was holding finally fell down onto the ground. Ah! He loves me!
Eunhyuk and Donghae kept telling me that Kyuhyun had always been in love with me. Honestly, I didn’t know what to feel. Part of me was happy, because, well, who wasn’t happy to be loved? Part of me was confused, because I never mused about this before. I liked him, but maybe just as a dongsaeng. I favoured him, but maybe just as a friend. I treasured him, but I never felt like lusting over him.
So I just tried not to acknowledge the feeling. I tried not to translate Kyuhyun’s affection as love. I tried to act like an innocent blockhead although I felt Kyuhyun had something for me.
I sighed. I thought it would be better if it turned out that ‘he loves me not’, so I could stay with that belief.
I was surprised to see him, sitting alone in the field in a cold day, surrounded by sunflower’s petals. Obviously, he did that infamous ‘he loves me he loves me not’. And he usually was not the type of person who believed in that kind of thing, unlike me.
“He loves me...” He answered with faltering voice. Kyuhyun did love someone. A male... Just who?
I had asked who the lucky person was. I had guessed all names in the whole school. I had guessed even the impossible ones like teachers, janitors, and guards whom Kyuhyun ever spoke to. And he denied them all. Dare I took this conclusion? Was I the one he liked?
I wanted to clarify this, but I was afraid. What if yes? What should I do? Did I like him back? Was his feeling really not reciprocated? I didn’t even know.
“Stop this already!”
The sentence was final. Directed to me or not, even Kyuhyun himself didn’t want to reveal his feelings. He's always being that silent type sometimes it hurt...
I promised myself. When the topic was brought up again, I had to have the answers already... Maybe I’d confess first, if I did like him, or maybe I’d stay this way. Cause Kyuhyun was always my closest pal, my favourite of all...
-End-
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin
A/N: Happy birthday to vin11lover. Wish you all the best, Unni, love you always! ^^
Written in less than an hour so bear the failure please and enjoy? :3
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me…
The last petal of the sunflower I was holding finally fell down onto the ground. I sighed. I thought it would be better if it turned out that ‘he loves me not’, so I wouldn’t hope too much… Aish, I didn’t know why I did this silly girly thing in the first place.
“Kyuhyun ah? What are you doing here?”
Great, the love of my life just came and stared suspiciously at the scattered yellow petals around me. I didn’t dare say any word, because he would quickly tell if I was being dishonest. “It’s cold here. Why don’t you wear something to keep you warm? Didn’t I give you a muffler last Christmas?”
I hate the way he treated me like a baby. Sure, I was younger, but I was manlier and taller! I didn’t have fond of pink and bunnies like he did. And mostly, I hated him because he cared about me too much. It hurt, because I knew he was too blockhead to notice feelings like what I had for him.
Seeing no signal of me answering his question, he asked again, “So how’s the result? She loves me or she loves me not?” Oh Hyung do you think I’ll answer such an embarrassing question? “I don’t know what’s wrong with you but I hate silent treatment like this. Did I do something wrong?”
“He loves me...” My voice faltered. “I’m here just for evening air. I didn’t bring my muffler because Hyung, this is not cold at all so stop worrying me I am not a kid. And you did not do anything wrong...” You did not. I did. Falling in love with you was wrong.
“A he? Wow, I thought you would just deny that part. I don’t know you believe in that flower thing...” Was it just me or he looked... sad?
“No, I don’t believe it. You said it’s cold here, let’s go home...”
“...Kyuhyun?” I grabbed his hand but he didn’t budge. I turned, checking if he was alright. “Kyu, who is it? Who’s the guy you like? Do I know him?”
It’s you... It’s always you. But of course I wouldn’t answer that. “It’s not reciprocated, so you don’t need to know,” Instead, I offered a small smile. Sungmin pouted, clearly was not satisfied with my answer, as I expected.
“I need to know! I am your best friend. I am your closest friend. At least, I want to know you more than others do!”
“Guess who and I’ll just answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’...” I headed towards the dormitory, with him following me behind, kept mentioning random names of our friends, neighbours, even teachers, and I kept shaking my head.
We had already arrived at our room when Sungmin gave up. “I’ve mentioned about two hundred names and no one was true? Are you sure this is a guy? Do I know him or not?”
I chuckled, wondering if he was really curious, and why. “I meet this person everyday, Hyung. You should have known.”
Sungmin’s eyes widened. “Omo, don’t tell me you like the school guard you always greet every morning!! He’s married!” He gave a disapproval look.
“What the... Oh, Hyung, my taste is not that bad! Stop this already!”
Thankfully, he was one of a few who understood that when a Cho Kyuhyun said ‘Stop this talk’ then never ever brought the topic again all day!
---
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not…
The last petal of the sunflower I was holding finally fell down onto the ground. Ah! He loves me!
Eunhyuk and Donghae kept telling me that Kyuhyun had always been in love with me. Honestly, I didn’t know what to feel. Part of me was happy, because, well, who wasn’t happy to be loved? Part of me was confused, because I never mused about this before. I liked him, but maybe just as a dongsaeng. I favoured him, but maybe just as a friend. I treasured him, but I never felt like lusting over him.
So I just tried not to acknowledge the feeling. I tried not to translate Kyuhyun’s affection as love. I tried to act like an innocent blockhead although I felt Kyuhyun had something for me.
I sighed. I thought it would be better if it turned out that ‘he loves me not’, so I could stay with that belief.
I was surprised to see him, sitting alone in the field in a cold day, surrounded by sunflower’s petals. Obviously, he did that infamous ‘he loves me he loves me not’. And he usually was not the type of person who believed in that kind of thing, unlike me.
“He loves me...” He answered with faltering voice. Kyuhyun did love someone. A male... Just who?
I had asked who the lucky person was. I had guessed all names in the whole school. I had guessed even the impossible ones like teachers, janitors, and guards whom Kyuhyun ever spoke to. And he denied them all. Dare I took this conclusion? Was I the one he liked?
I wanted to clarify this, but I was afraid. What if yes? What should I do? Did I like him back? Was his feeling really not reciprocated? I didn’t even know.
“Stop this already!”
The sentence was final. Directed to me or not, even Kyuhyun himself didn’t want to reveal his feelings. He's always being that silent type sometimes it hurt...
I promised myself. When the topic was brought up again, I had to have the answers already... Maybe I’d confess first, if I did like him, or maybe I’d stay this way. Cause Kyuhyun was always my closest pal, my favourite of all...
-End-