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Title: How do you do!
Author: Geojitmal
Rating: R - for language
Word count: 730
Pairings: GTOP
Genre: Fluffish Angst? Mostly angst, I guess. AU.
Summary: It's been three years.
Diclaimer: All mine. Not.
A/N: This was meant to be a part of the iTunes-meme-thingy where you put your iTunes on 'random' and write drabbles to the songs that come up. But then I decided to drop the meme and delve a bit deeper into this story, that came to my mind when iTunes skipped to Roxette's "How Do You Do!"
Roxette - How Do You Do
I see you in that chair with perfect skin
Well, how have you been, baby, livin' in sin?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's been 3 years. 3 years since I found him in bed. With his best friend, Jaejoong. What hurt most back then, was that he didn't seem to care. He didn't even bother to call after I ran away from the scene. He never came over to apologize either.
Today, during classes, I received a phone call. From him.
He wanted to meet me because, apparently, he had something important to tell me.
I still don't know how he did it, but he persuaded me to actually see him and now I'm standing here. In front of my favourite coffeehouse.
After an inner monologue, or more like a discussion with myself, if it would be wise, to enter that place, I eventually decide to go in and I can already see him there, sitting in a corner. He looks as handsome, as perfect, as ever. I walk over to him and casually poke his shoulder.
"Hi." I say as a short greeting, not quite able to meet his eyes, because then my cool façade would break. I can't afford to be weak in front of him now.
"Jiyong." he says, his voice so gentle it almost breaks my heart. I sit down across from him and finally muster enough courage to look up.
"How have you been?" I ask him.
"I...listen, we need to talk."
"Yeah, you already said that. That's why I'm here, actually. So shoot."
For a moment, I think I can see hurt in his eyes. Because of my cold words? Well, whatever. I'm the one who was hurt. Not him.
"Jiyong...I'm really sorry for what happened those 3 years ago. I never wanted to hurt you. This was my only chance to..."
"You fucking your best friend was your only chance to NOT hurt me? Are you fucking kidding me?" I'm getting angry. Damn, I told myself to not let this get to me again. It took me quite some time to get over it in the first place.
"Please listen." He tried again "I only returned to Seoul yesterday. My father sent me off to a college in Germany when he learned that I was gay. I told him about you, Jiyong. Just how you always wanted me to. But then I had no time anymore, because he arranged my flight to leave two days later. I figured...that if you hated me, you wouldn't be as upset about me being gone. I thought it wouldn't hurt as much."
I don't know, what to say to that.
He told his dad. I lost count of how many times I asked him to finally admit it, to tell his parents about me, just like I told my parents about him. I wanted to be able to shout it out to the world. And I wanted all the hiding from his parents to stop.
I see how he hesistantly raises a hand, his thumb brushing over my cheek, whiping off a single tear I hadn't even noticed falling. He smiles lightly when I don't brush him off, too lost in my thoughts.
"I'm sorry. I know now that it was a stupid idea. But it was the best I could come up with, with the limited time I had left and..."
"And you didn't think about simply telling me the truth? Don't you think at least talking to you on the phone, knowing where you were and that you were save and that, for fucks sake, you still loved me, would have been easier?" I'm screaming. And I feel the stares of the other costumers, but I couldn't care less right now.
"Asshole!" I sob, burying my head in my hands. Screw the 'don't be weak in front of him'-shit.
My body stiffens, when I suddenly feel arms wrap around me.
"Shhh. I'm sorry." he whispers. "Just...give me a chance to make it up to you?"
I look up and meet his eyes, thinking for a moment.
"I won't go easy on you." I say eventually, and can see him smile at that.
"I don't deserve easy." he answers, hugging me again. "Thank you."
"Choi Seunghyun. If you hurt me again, I will have Youngbae chase you around the world and break your every bone."
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Author: Geojitmal
Rating: R - for language
Word count: 730
Pairings: GTOP
Genre: Fluffish Angst? Mostly angst, I guess. AU.
Summary: It's been three years.
Diclaimer: All mine. Not.
A/N: This was meant to be a part of the iTunes-meme-thingy where you put your iTunes on 'random' and write drabbles to the songs that come up. But then I decided to drop the meme and delve a bit deeper into this story, that came to my mind when iTunes skipped to Roxette's "How Do You Do!"
Roxette - How Do You Do
I see you in that chair with perfect skin
Well, how have you been, baby, livin' in sin?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's been 3 years. 3 years since I found him in bed. With his best friend, Jaejoong. What hurt most back then, was that he didn't seem to care. He didn't even bother to call after I ran away from the scene. He never came over to apologize either.
Today, during classes, I received a phone call. From him.
He wanted to meet me because, apparently, he had something important to tell me.
I still don't know how he did it, but he persuaded me to actually see him and now I'm standing here. In front of my favourite coffeehouse.
After an inner monologue, or more like a discussion with myself, if it would be wise, to enter that place, I eventually decide to go in and I can already see him there, sitting in a corner. He looks as handsome, as perfect, as ever. I walk over to him and casually poke his shoulder.
"Hi." I say as a short greeting, not quite able to meet his eyes, because then my cool façade would break. I can't afford to be weak in front of him now.
"Jiyong." he says, his voice so gentle it almost breaks my heart. I sit down across from him and finally muster enough courage to look up.
"How have you been?" I ask him.
"I...listen, we need to talk."
"Yeah, you already said that. That's why I'm here, actually. So shoot."
For a moment, I think I can see hurt in his eyes. Because of my cold words? Well, whatever. I'm the one who was hurt. Not him.
"Jiyong...I'm really sorry for what happened those 3 years ago. I never wanted to hurt you. This was my only chance to..."
"You fucking your best friend was your only chance to NOT hurt me? Are you fucking kidding me?" I'm getting angry. Damn, I told myself to not let this get to me again. It took me quite some time to get over it in the first place.
"Please listen." He tried again "I only returned to Seoul yesterday. My father sent me off to a college in Germany when he learned that I was gay. I told him about you, Jiyong. Just how you always wanted me to. But then I had no time anymore, because he arranged my flight to leave two days later. I figured...that if you hated me, you wouldn't be as upset about me being gone. I thought it wouldn't hurt as much."
I don't know, what to say to that.
He told his dad. I lost count of how many times I asked him to finally admit it, to tell his parents about me, just like I told my parents about him. I wanted to be able to shout it out to the world. And I wanted all the hiding from his parents to stop.
I see how he hesistantly raises a hand, his thumb brushing over my cheek, whiping off a single tear I hadn't even noticed falling. He smiles lightly when I don't brush him off, too lost in my thoughts.
"I'm sorry. I know now that it was a stupid idea. But it was the best I could come up with, with the limited time I had left and..."
"And you didn't think about simply telling me the truth? Don't you think at least talking to you on the phone, knowing where you were and that you were save and that, for fucks sake, you still loved me, would have been easier?" I'm screaming. And I feel the stares of the other costumers, but I couldn't care less right now.
"Asshole!" I sob, burying my head in my hands. Screw the 'don't be weak in front of him'-shit.
My body stiffens, when I suddenly feel arms wrap around me.
"Shhh. I'm sorry." he whispers. "Just...give me a chance to make it up to you?"
I look up and meet his eyes, thinking for a moment.
"I won't go easy on you." I say eventually, and can see him smile at that.
"I don't deserve easy." he answers, hugging me again. "Thank you."
"Choi Seunghyun. If you hurt me again, I will have Youngbae chase you around the world and break your every bone."
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