kangmin oneshot
Humans can tolerate suffering, but they cannot tolerate meaningless.
He meant it with all his heart, Sungmin was sure. "Hyung," Sungmin would whisper, in the quiet voice he'd grown accustomed to using, especially in the company of the other band members. "Hyung, I love you."
He would smile when Kangin replied with "I love you too."
Because for him, that was enough.
He knew it with all his heart, Sungmin was sure. "Hyung," Sungmin would say, in the confidence voice Kangin had always told him to speak in. "Hyung, I love you."
He would nod when Kangin replied with "I know."
Though it didn't say much, that was still enough.
He knew it as much as his conscience would allow. "Hyung," Sungmin would say, in a timid voice that was cautious in answer-seeking. "Hyung, I love you."
He would bite his lip when Kangin replied with "Okay."
If Sungmin thought it was enough, he'd have been lying to himself.
"Hyung," Sungmin would say, in a guarded voice that masked the pain he felt in what he was about to say. "Hyung, I love you."
His heart bled when Kangin gave no reply.
And even then, Sungmin knew that could never be enough.
"I still love you," Sungmin tried one day, in a tone that did little to hide his messy composure. "You know that, right?"
"You still mean a lot to me," Sungmin tried another day, in a tone that screamed for his troubles to be rectified.
"Where... did I go wrong?"
He shut his eyes when Kangin replied with "I don't know."
It wasn't enough.
It was almost time to turn in for the night. Any moment now, Sungmin would arrive home. Any moment now, Sungmin would come into his room and ask him questions once more. Any moment now, the consistency of his life would cycle as it always did.
But that night, Sungmin never came.
He meant it with all his heart, Sungmin was sure. "Hyung," Sungmin would whisper, in the quiet voice he'd grown accustomed to using, especially in the company of the other band members. "Hyung, I love you."
He would smile when Kangin replied with "I love you too."
Because for him, that was enough.
He knew it with all his heart, Sungmin was sure. "Hyung," Sungmin would say, in the confidence voice Kangin had always told him to speak in. "Hyung, I love you."
He would nod when Kangin replied with "I know."
Though it didn't say much, that was still enough.
He knew it as much as his conscience would allow. "Hyung," Sungmin would say, in a timid voice that was cautious in answer-seeking. "Hyung, I love you."
He would bite his lip when Kangin replied with "Okay."
If Sungmin thought it was enough, he'd have been lying to himself.
"Hyung," Sungmin would say, in a guarded voice that masked the pain he felt in what he was about to say. "Hyung, I love you."
His heart bled when Kangin gave no reply.
And even then, Sungmin knew that could never be enough.
"I still love you," Sungmin tried one day, in a tone that did little to hide his messy composure. "You know that, right?"
"You still mean a lot to me," Sungmin tried another day, in a tone that screamed for his troubles to be rectified.
"Where... did I go wrong?"
He shut his eyes when Kangin replied with "I don't know."
It wasn't enough.
It was almost time to turn in for the night. Any moment now, Sungmin would arrive home. Any moment now, Sungmin would come into his room and ask him questions once more. Any moment now, the consistency of his life would cycle as it always did.
But that night, Sungmin never came.