Still
Title: Still
Pairing: yunho/changmin (homin)
Rating: G
Notes: it’s been a while since i’ve been inspired to write anything remotely homin :) this was mostly inspired by their still pv which was absolutely breathtaking. hope you like it :) here's to hoping i can convey the emotions i want via this fic ;w;
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you dash into the empty cafe, the yellow lights and warm beige walls beckoning you in to get out of the chill that winter brings. once inside, you sigh in relief, feeling the warmth wash over you as you take a seat nodding to the barista for your usual hot latte. as you unwrap your scarf from around your neck and drape it on the back of your chair, you shiver, a chill running up your spine as you wonder what’s wrong. you shrug it off when the bell above the cafe tinkles and he walks in, dressed warmly in a dark blue parka and a scarf wrapped up to his nose and you can’t help but smile at how adorable he looks.
he comes over, take the seat opposite you and his smiles, leaning over and brushing your cheek with a gentle kiss. a light dusting of pink dances its way over your cheeks as your hot latte slides in front of you. glad for the distraction, you blow gently into the hot drink, chasing away the steam and you chance a glance up at him through lowered lashes, feeling uncharacteristically shy and a pang of pain in your chest at how good he looks. his cheeks are still pink from the cold but he’s smiling, lips curved up into a gentle smile as he watches you watching him with affection in his eyes along with tinges of sadness and pain.
with one hand, you finger the rim of your mug and your free hand rests on the table, fingers twitching. he seems to notice and he smiles widely this time, the love he has for you just shining through and you feel your breath catch in your throat, a wave of affection for this man coursing through your body and as your eyes slip close to blink, you feel his hand cover yours, a gust of wind and lips on yours.
when you open your eyes, he is gone, his sweet, loving smile and affection along with him and you clench your empty hand, the ghost of his warmth still lingering and you lean forward, head touching the wooden table as you cry out in anguish. yunho!
your tears and cries fall on empty ears and the cafe that was once warm and full with bright laughter is cold and unfeeling to your pain.
But if we meet in our dreams,
I will kiss you with (all) my strength.
I cannot forget you till forever.
I will always stay like this.
The harder it is, the more I’ll love you.
-tohoshinki, still
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