The Art of Longing
Title : The Art of Longing
Genre : Angst
Rating : G
Summary : He is missing her
Warnings : Short and I am new to this
He checked his phone for the nth time that day, checking if there were new pictures posted. This has been habitual for
as long as he could remember. If he found the new ones, he would hurriedly check all the pictures, zoomed in every
detailed of her in many different angles and poses, minding chuckles and teasing from his members, especially the
obvious booing from Jungshin. His brothers knew this. Though knowing, they wouldn't get any responses from him when
he was in this reverie, they enjoyed teasing him for this was their Hyung's oasis from their hellish fully packed activities.
There were times when they were wondering when he would grow tired of this, this keeping the longing and yearning for
so long. They thought that it would grow less by the time went by, but it did not. He was the same, never changing.
It was something they thought really amazing that he stayed faithful to unexisting love relationship, knowing that there
were other girls trying to pursue him, discreetly, flirtatiously, or even more seductively, throwing themselves on his lap,
literally.Those times they thought, eventually, he would give in to the temptation, but he didn’t.
There was one time when Minhyuk finally found the courage to ask him. They were at the club. He and Jungshin were
bouncing on the floor, Jonghyun was drinking at the bar, when he saw him stood up abruptly then left the girl Minhyuk
thought his Hyung was attracted to. Minhyuk followed Yonghwa trying to catch up with him, only to have Yonghwa gone
by the taxi.
He found him laying flat on their dorm's floor, looking at the ceiling withgazes so sad but Minhyuk said what was on his
mind anyway. “I thought you like that girl. Why did you leave her like that? She was furious, you know? Can you imagine
her screaming and yelling at us? What a rude girl”.Yonghwa moved his right hand a little so that he could see Minhyuk’s
eyes, stayed silent for a few seconds before finally saying,”Her eyes really looked like hers, Minhyukkie. Why? But why
there are no sparks. I want those sparks, Minhyukkie. Why aren’t they there? The eyes are the same. Why,
Minhyukkie?’. Minhyuk knew he knew no answer to that question so he answered nothing, instead he said, “You are
drunk, Hyung, let me take you to you room, Hyung. It’s cold here”. The next day, he woke up finding the very cheerful
Yonghwa, telling jokes about Jungshin’s idiocy when talking to girls and he joined Yonghwa's teasing since he knew
Yonghwa would prefer that way and he would do anything his Hyung wanted because Minhyuk cared about him so. There
would be times when Yonghwa opened up and now was not the time and he would play what ever game his Hyung
wanted.
Yonghwa knew that his members knew about his feeling, but he appreciated their efforts to appear clueless for whatever
bullshit he talked about or did regarding to whatever thing he had for the girl who owns the most sparkling eyes he had
ever seen. He knew they were concerned, but they didn’t push him to talk. He preferred this way. Keeping it to himself
felt a lo better than expressing the obvious to them. He was afraid, actually. He feared that once he voiced out what he
had in his heart, he would never stop. Talking about his feeling was one thing, but checking her up was another thing. He
looked at her online whenever he got a hold of his phone and that means almost all the time for however busy he was, he
would always find time to check up on it. And those stealing moments of him staring at her pictures or reading her news
online were his safe haven. She got prettier he thought. How was that even possible? He thought she was the prettiest
already, but she got more beautiful. And sexier. He was afraid by the facts for he knew she had many admirers, but he
knew she was not in a relationship at the moment. Never been in one actually. Many told him that she was waiting for
him. Every time he was told his heart was filled with happiness.
One day, I would tell her how I feel and I hope she would wait for him, because for now he could not have her yet. She
was at the top of the world, still pursuing her dreams (she still wanted to do many and he knew all of them)and he was
still climbing to the top. He knew he still had a long way to go and it would take years to bring him to the top where he
and his members would not be shaken easily by rumors and scandals. The day when he could freely express what he
hid all this time inside his mind heart and no fans would mind ( well, there would be some who mind for sure), the day
when his lyrics spoke of love for her are sung live and he could say honestly that his love songs were inspired by her and
written for her, only for her. That day would come. Eventually. It is his dream now. And like what he always did with his
other dreams, he will make it happen. For Seo Joohyun only belongs to Jung Yonghwa, as he to her.
Genre : Angst
Rating : G
Summary : He is missing her
Warnings : Short and I am new to this
He checked his phone for the nth time that day, checking if there were new pictures posted. This has been habitual for
as long as he could remember. If he found the new ones, he would hurriedly check all the pictures, zoomed in every
detailed of her in many different angles and poses, minding chuckles and teasing from his members, especially the
obvious booing from Jungshin. His brothers knew this. Though knowing, they wouldn't get any responses from him when
he was in this reverie, they enjoyed teasing him for this was their Hyung's oasis from their hellish fully packed activities.
There were times when they were wondering when he would grow tired of this, this keeping the longing and yearning for
so long. They thought that it would grow less by the time went by, but it did not. He was the same, never changing.
It was something they thought really amazing that he stayed faithful to unexisting love relationship, knowing that there
were other girls trying to pursue him, discreetly, flirtatiously, or even more seductively, throwing themselves on his lap,
literally.Those times they thought, eventually, he would give in to the temptation, but he didn’t.
There was one time when Minhyuk finally found the courage to ask him. They were at the club. He and Jungshin were
bouncing on the floor, Jonghyun was drinking at the bar, when he saw him stood up abruptly then left the girl Minhyuk
thought his Hyung was attracted to. Minhyuk followed Yonghwa trying to catch up with him, only to have Yonghwa gone
by the taxi.
He found him laying flat on their dorm's floor, looking at the ceiling withgazes so sad but Minhyuk said what was on his
mind anyway. “I thought you like that girl. Why did you leave her like that? She was furious, you know? Can you imagine
her screaming and yelling at us? What a rude girl”.Yonghwa moved his right hand a little so that he could see Minhyuk’s
eyes, stayed silent for a few seconds before finally saying,”Her eyes really looked like hers, Minhyukkie. Why? But why
there are no sparks. I want those sparks, Minhyukkie. Why aren’t they there? The eyes are the same. Why,
Minhyukkie?’. Minhyuk knew he knew no answer to that question so he answered nothing, instead he said, “You are
drunk, Hyung, let me take you to you room, Hyung. It’s cold here”. The next day, he woke up finding the very cheerful
Yonghwa, telling jokes about Jungshin’s idiocy when talking to girls and he joined Yonghwa's teasing since he knew
Yonghwa would prefer that way and he would do anything his Hyung wanted because Minhyuk cared about him so. There
would be times when Yonghwa opened up and now was not the time and he would play what ever game his Hyung
wanted.
Yonghwa knew that his members knew about his feeling, but he appreciated their efforts to appear clueless for whatever
bullshit he talked about or did regarding to whatever thing he had for the girl who owns the most sparkling eyes he had
ever seen. He knew they were concerned, but they didn’t push him to talk. He preferred this way. Keeping it to himself
felt a lo better than expressing the obvious to them. He was afraid, actually. He feared that once he voiced out what he
had in his heart, he would never stop. Talking about his feeling was one thing, but checking her up was another thing. He
looked at her online whenever he got a hold of his phone and that means almost all the time for however busy he was, he
would always find time to check up on it. And those stealing moments of him staring at her pictures or reading her news
online were his safe haven. She got prettier he thought. How was that even possible? He thought she was the prettiest
already, but she got more beautiful. And sexier. He was afraid by the facts for he knew she had many admirers, but he
knew she was not in a relationship at the moment. Never been in one actually. Many told him that she was waiting for
him. Every time he was told his heart was filled with happiness.
One day, I would tell her how I feel and I hope she would wait for him, because for now he could not have her yet. She
was at the top of the world, still pursuing her dreams (she still wanted to do many and he knew all of them)and he was
still climbing to the top. He knew he still had a long way to go and it would take years to bring him to the top where he
and his members would not be shaken easily by rumors and scandals. The day when he could freely express what he
hid all this time inside his mind heart and no fans would mind ( well, there would be some who mind for sure), the day
when his lyrics spoke of love for her are sung live and he could say honestly that his love songs were inspired by her and
written for her, only for her. That day would come. Eventually. It is his dream now. And like what he always did with his
other dreams, he will make it happen. For Seo Joohyun only belongs to Jung Yonghwa, as he to her.