/ Excerpt /
Title: Amidst the city
Pairing: HanChul
Genre: Crack, Weirdness
Rating: PG
Summary: They take a picnic in the middle of the city.
AN: This is just an excerpt in a fic I'm contemplating on whether to finish or not. And the last sentence really isn't going to be in the fic. XD
Heechul brings you in the middle of the street, and he carries that basket with tiny, colorful mugs that you love so much because it reminds you of China, and no one, no one except for Heechul, Heenim, the one you despise so much knows about.
He sets down a blanket and the basket and sits down and you look at him puzzled and confused like he always makes you feel.
"What are we doing?"
"We're having a picnic."
"In the middle of the road?" you ask him, thinking that this man must be the craziest person you've ever met.
"Yes."
"But why?"
"Because I'm queen." And you feel like you want to punch him, hit him in the face, or pretend that you aren't associated with this guy in anyway, that you just happened to pass by him and tell him how crazy you think this man is, but you don't. Instead you sit beside him and follow him. And you think that this must be why you hate Heechul so much. You hate how much he's so damn stupid and it makes you think. You hate how much you love him so.
And even though you're in the middle of the city, you don't hear anything except his voice, you don't see anything but his face. You're the only ones in the world that matter right now.
Heechul gets run over by a truck.
Pairing: HanChul
Genre: Crack, Weirdness
Rating: PG
Summary: They take a picnic in the middle of the city.
AN: This is just an excerpt in a fic I'm contemplating on whether to finish or not. And the last sentence really isn't going to be in the fic. XD
Heechul brings you in the middle of the street, and he carries that basket with tiny, colorful mugs that you love so much because it reminds you of China, and no one, no one except for Heechul, Heenim, the one you despise so much knows about.
He sets down a blanket and the basket and sits down and you look at him puzzled and confused like he always makes you feel.
"What are we doing?"
"We're having a picnic."
"In the middle of the road?" you ask him, thinking that this man must be the craziest person you've ever met.
"Yes."
"But why?"
"Because I'm queen." And you feel like you want to punch him, hit him in the face, or pretend that you aren't associated with this guy in anyway, that you just happened to pass by him and tell him how crazy you think this man is, but you don't. Instead you sit beside him and follow him. And you think that this must be why you hate Heechul so much. You hate how much he's so damn stupid and it makes you think. You hate how much you love him so.
And even though you're in the middle of the city, you don't hear anything except his voice, you don't see anything but his face. You're the only ones in the world that matter right now.
Heechul gets run over by a truck.