The Wedding Bells -- a simple one shot
Title: The Wedding Bells
Pairing: Wonsu (siwon&junsu), broken Yoosu
Length: One Shot
Summary: Yoochun watches a wedding unfold between his lover and the son of a business man tycoon
POV: Yoochun’s
You watched as the bride made his way down the aisle towards the handsome groom. His wedding train from the gorgeous gown trailing along brushing against the carpeted floor softly.
You watched the groom’s handsome smile as he stared at his bride. The way his eyes glistened under the church lights magnificently, the way it twinkled as his wife took his place next to him.
You watched the parents’ approving smiles; it was the wedding of Kim Junsu and Choi Siwon after all.
Choi Siwon was something you were not: rich
He possessed businesses, cars, houses… everything which you didn’t have and would never be able to own.
He was the son of Korea’s number one business man; you were the son of the Kim’s family butler.
They said Siwon would give Junsu happiness, yet you still heard the muffled sobs at night as Mr. Kim refused to let Junsu out of his room.
You heard his breathing become uneven as the two of you locked eyes. He was beautiful in the snow white gown creating an ethereal glow to his pale milky skin. The makeup brought a false sheen of happiness to the emotionless face. You watched as he quickly turned his head to break off the eye contact in hopes of avoiding guilt.
“You’re useless you know that? You can’t even provide for yourself, how can I expect you to provide for our Junsu?” The voices still fresh in your head as though you’ve heard it just yesterday.
“Wife? You want Junsu to be your wife? I think you’re thinking a little too highly of yourself there butler boy. Did you know the cream that Junsu applies to his face is worth a month of your salary? What our Junsu buys in one day is like a year worth of your salary. Now tell me what you would be able to do for Junsu. Do you know the meaning of money boy? Do you know the meaning of happiness? Do you think he’ll be happy being poor? Our Junsu is not used to living like the poor. He is not used to doing work.”
“Siwon could give anything to Junsu. He has everything, he can give Junsu everything, what can you give him… nothing… absolutely nothing.”
And still the voices continue to taunt you.
You would work hard for Junsu, you would work until your hands were tainted with dried crimson. The clothes, the food, the lifestyle… you would work hard so Junsu could relive the life he had been accustomed to.
But your earnings were nothing compared to Siwon’s. It would be a good week if your pay cheque summed up to $300. His earnings crushed yours like an insignificant bug, raking in millions just sitting in his office all day.
You remember his soft mewls of love in your ears. The way his heartbeat synchronized against yours, in a slow steady rhythm. You remembered how he held you tight against his lithe body as though you were a heroic figure… his hero. You remembered the promises you both swore during your first passionate love making.
You loved each other, but they made sure the love between the two of you would dissipate.
It became too much for his weak body, love became too far away, too hard to attain. You listened to his muffled sobs helplessly every night as his father locked him up in his bedroom forbidden to see you.
You saw the pained expression during the announcement of his arranged marriage to the son of a business tycoon. You heard his false laughter and false honey words in order to satisfy Choi Siwon in order to make a good name for the Kims’. You watched the way Siwon became smitten with Su once he had laid eyes on the beauty.
But he belonged to you… he promised.
You thought Junsu’s own hyung, Jaejoong, would’ve understood the love you two held, but he was like everyone else, he spat on it like a worthless piece of garbage.
“Junsu ah, you have to listen to hyung, it’s for your own good. Hyung thought that love could conquer all that’s why I ran away from home to be with Se7en. At first it was all butterflies and rainbows but the world doesn’t work that way Su. The real world is a cruel place, I couldn’t do the things I used to do. I couldn’t buy what I wanted, I couldn’t eat the things I wanted, it caused a lot of strain and I fell into a deep depression. Trust me Su, you won’t be used to the harsh life… it’s just too much. It was a lesson I had to learn the hard way. Now that I married Yunho, I am a lot happier.”
You hated to admit the truth that was pronounced in his speech.
The ring slid onto the bride’s long delicate fingers. It fit perfectly, the diamond gleaming in the sunlight that poured through the church’s windows.
Love
You learned
Was just another commodity.
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Author’s notes:
Just a short one shot. The storyline is basically well… there actually isn’t really a plot to this story just an angsty thing I was writing up listening to a sad song. Hopefully you won’t be confused.
Comments are LOVEDD
Pairing: Wonsu (siwon&junsu), broken Yoosu
Length: One Shot
Summary: Yoochun watches a wedding unfold between his lover and the son of a business man tycoon
POV: Yoochun’s
You watched as the bride made his way down the aisle towards the handsome groom. His wedding train from the gorgeous gown trailing along brushing against the carpeted floor softly.
You watched the groom’s handsome smile as he stared at his bride. The way his eyes glistened under the church lights magnificently, the way it twinkled as his wife took his place next to him.
You watched the parents’ approving smiles; it was the wedding of Kim Junsu and Choi Siwon after all.
Choi Siwon was something you were not: rich
He possessed businesses, cars, houses… everything which you didn’t have and would never be able to own.
He was the son of Korea’s number one business man; you were the son of the Kim’s family butler.
They said Siwon would give Junsu happiness, yet you still heard the muffled sobs at night as Mr. Kim refused to let Junsu out of his room.
You heard his breathing become uneven as the two of you locked eyes. He was beautiful in the snow white gown creating an ethereal glow to his pale milky skin. The makeup brought a false sheen of happiness to the emotionless face. You watched as he quickly turned his head to break off the eye contact in hopes of avoiding guilt.
“You’re useless you know that? You can’t even provide for yourself, how can I expect you to provide for our Junsu?” The voices still fresh in your head as though you’ve heard it just yesterday.
“Wife? You want Junsu to be your wife? I think you’re thinking a little too highly of yourself there butler boy. Did you know the cream that Junsu applies to his face is worth a month of your salary? What our Junsu buys in one day is like a year worth of your salary. Now tell me what you would be able to do for Junsu. Do you know the meaning of money boy? Do you know the meaning of happiness? Do you think he’ll be happy being poor? Our Junsu is not used to living like the poor. He is not used to doing work.”
“Siwon could give anything to Junsu. He has everything, he can give Junsu everything, what can you give him… nothing… absolutely nothing.”
And still the voices continue to taunt you.
You would work hard for Junsu, you would work until your hands were tainted with dried crimson. The clothes, the food, the lifestyle… you would work hard so Junsu could relive the life he had been accustomed to.
But your earnings were nothing compared to Siwon’s. It would be a good week if your pay cheque summed up to $300. His earnings crushed yours like an insignificant bug, raking in millions just sitting in his office all day.
You remember his soft mewls of love in your ears. The way his heartbeat synchronized against yours, in a slow steady rhythm. You remembered how he held you tight against his lithe body as though you were a heroic figure… his hero. You remembered the promises you both swore during your first passionate love making.
You loved each other, but they made sure the love between the two of you would dissipate.
It became too much for his weak body, love became too far away, too hard to attain. You listened to his muffled sobs helplessly every night as his father locked him up in his bedroom forbidden to see you.
You saw the pained expression during the announcement of his arranged marriage to the son of a business tycoon. You heard his false laughter and false honey words in order to satisfy Choi Siwon in order to make a good name for the Kims’. You watched the way Siwon became smitten with Su once he had laid eyes on the beauty.
But he belonged to you… he promised.
You thought Junsu’s own hyung, Jaejoong, would’ve understood the love you two held, but he was like everyone else, he spat on it like a worthless piece of garbage.
“Junsu ah, you have to listen to hyung, it’s for your own good. Hyung thought that love could conquer all that’s why I ran away from home to be with Se7en. At first it was all butterflies and rainbows but the world doesn’t work that way Su. The real world is a cruel place, I couldn’t do the things I used to do. I couldn’t buy what I wanted, I couldn’t eat the things I wanted, it caused a lot of strain and I fell into a deep depression. Trust me Su, you won’t be used to the harsh life… it’s just too much. It was a lesson I had to learn the hard way. Now that I married Yunho, I am a lot happier.”
You hated to admit the truth that was pronounced in his speech.
The ring slid onto the bride’s long delicate fingers. It fit perfectly, the diamond gleaming in the sunlight that poured through the church’s windows.
Love
You learned
Was just another commodity.
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Author’s notes:
Just a short one shot. The storyline is basically well… there actually isn’t really a plot to this story just an angsty thing I was writing up listening to a sad song. Hopefully you won’t be confused.
Comments are LOVEDD