Super Junior/SNSD {Donghae/Jessica, unrequited!Kibum/Donghae ; stardust in my (shattered) dreams}
Title: stardust in my (shattered) dreams
Fandom: Super Junior, SNSD
Pairing: Donghae/Jessica, unrequited!Kibum/Donghae
Word count: 769
Rating: PG
Summary: Jessica has always known about Kibum's thing for Donghae.
A/N: kay, so, I was writing Kihaesica for meiface and because I just let my brain guide my fingers and didn't really think about what I was doing, this happened. This isn't Kihaesica! This isn't what she wanted! So I'm posting this and retrying the Kihaesica and hopefully I'll manage it this time >:|
stardust in my (shattered) dreams
Jessica has always known about Kibum's thing for Donghae. She guesses that if you're going to date someone as bright as Donghae, someone who simply draws people to him like he's the most brilliant light in the world and they're all moths, you're going to have to deal with people falling in love with him left-right-center-everywhere. She kind of knows that everyone already is in love with Donghae, and she can't blame them because she is too, hopelessly. Still, there's something different about Kibum, because she can see the way Donghae smiles at the younger boy.
She is well versed in reading Donghae, after three years of dating secretly. She's had to become used to reading the tiny subtle changes, because he can't be obvious around her and blow the whole agreement. He's not allowed to hold her around the waist on stage, so he'll sling his arms over someone else's shoulders and watch her, and she knows how to read him. Kibum is different, though, he can be obvious around Kibum, because it's 'just' fanservice.
Still, she's always been noted for being clever. She knows what that smile means, the beam across his face whenever he sees Kibum after weeks of not being around him. She knows what it means when he tells her, just before the goodbyes on a phone call from China, that he's going to call Kibum next. She knows what it means, and the jealousy could be so much worse. She can't fault Donghae for having a big heart. She can fault Kibum for being the type of person that Donghae can fall in love with.
It's hard to get hold of Kibum, it's like he's become the ghost of SM Entertainment, but she eventually tracks him down and manages to catch him on one of the few days he's actually in his apartment. He lets her in, confusion on his face, his hair which is getting slightly too long pulled back from his face. She's reminded of Donghae's long hair and remembers a time when she was the girliest one in the whole triangle. A couple of scripts are spread out on the coffee table, and Kibum knocks them into a slap-dash pile as he offers her a seat. She takes it, saying as she does so, "I want to talk about Donghae-oppa."
"Hyung?" Kibum sits down on the opposite chair, casual in his own home. Jessica, on the other hand, is holding her bag to her lap like a form of protection, knees pressed together. "What about him? Is he okay?"
"He's fine," Jessica says, and he was, last she knew. Kibum should know that, anyway, since Donghae had called him just before he'd called her. "I wanted to ask about your relationship with him." His expression is impossible for her to read: he's not Donghae. "I'm sure you know what my relationship with him is, and I--"
"You don't want to know," Kibum interrupts her. "You don't really want to know the answer to that question."
"So it's true," she says, no backing down, no running away from it. "All this time, he--"
"No," Kibum says sharply. "He didn't. You know him just as well as I do, Jessica, and you know he would never do that. Me, on the other hand? You know that I'll have tried. You know that I'll have confessed. You know that I'll have kissed him -- he tasted like something I couldn't place, not right then -- and you know that I'll have been rejected, in the nicest way possible, because Donghae-hyung is like that. He'll have stared, eyes wide, and he'd have said" -- Kibum's voice breaks -- "that he couldn't do that, that I was important to him but he didn't want that, and then he'll have acted like nothing had happened. Still Donghae-hyung. Still the brightest star in the sky, and still about as far away as one."
"But he loves you," Jessica says, because it's obvious.
"Yes," Kibum says, and it looks like it hurts him to say so, painful to admit to something that he wishes wasn't true, "but maybe he loves you more."
He stops her on the way out the door, wraps his hand around her lower arm and pulls her to him a little so he can kiss her cheek. "Treasure him," he says, as she stares at him, surprised. "It's not every day that someone gets their very own star."
Her heart softens. Kibum's eyes look old before their time. "Kibum, you--"
"You know," he says, letting her arm drop. "He tasted like my broken dreams."
Fandom: Super Junior, SNSD
Pairing: Donghae/Jessica, unrequited!Kibum/Donghae
Word count: 769
Rating: PG
Summary: Jessica has always known about Kibum's thing for Donghae.
A/N: kay, so, I was writing Kihaesica for meiface and because I just let my brain guide my fingers and didn't really think about what I was doing, this happened. This isn't Kihaesica! This isn't what she wanted! So I'm posting this and retrying the Kihaesica and hopefully I'll manage it this time >:|
stardust in my (shattered) dreams
Jessica has always known about Kibum's thing for Donghae. She guesses that if you're going to date someone as bright as Donghae, someone who simply draws people to him like he's the most brilliant light in the world and they're all moths, you're going to have to deal with people falling in love with him left-right-center-everywhere. She kind of knows that everyone already is in love with Donghae, and she can't blame them because she is too, hopelessly. Still, there's something different about Kibum, because she can see the way Donghae smiles at the younger boy.
She is well versed in reading Donghae, after three years of dating secretly. She's had to become used to reading the tiny subtle changes, because he can't be obvious around her and blow the whole agreement. He's not allowed to hold her around the waist on stage, so he'll sling his arms over someone else's shoulders and watch her, and she knows how to read him. Kibum is different, though, he can be obvious around Kibum, because it's 'just' fanservice.
Still, she's always been noted for being clever. She knows what that smile means, the beam across his face whenever he sees Kibum after weeks of not being around him. She knows what it means when he tells her, just before the goodbyes on a phone call from China, that he's going to call Kibum next. She knows what it means, and the jealousy could be so much worse. She can't fault Donghae for having a big heart. She can fault Kibum for being the type of person that Donghae can fall in love with.
It's hard to get hold of Kibum, it's like he's become the ghost of SM Entertainment, but she eventually tracks him down and manages to catch him on one of the few days he's actually in his apartment. He lets her in, confusion on his face, his hair which is getting slightly too long pulled back from his face. She's reminded of Donghae's long hair and remembers a time when she was the girliest one in the whole triangle. A couple of scripts are spread out on the coffee table, and Kibum knocks them into a slap-dash pile as he offers her a seat. She takes it, saying as she does so, "I want to talk about Donghae-oppa."
"Hyung?" Kibum sits down on the opposite chair, casual in his own home. Jessica, on the other hand, is holding her bag to her lap like a form of protection, knees pressed together. "What about him? Is he okay?"
"He's fine," Jessica says, and he was, last she knew. Kibum should know that, anyway, since Donghae had called him just before he'd called her. "I wanted to ask about your relationship with him." His expression is impossible for her to read: he's not Donghae. "I'm sure you know what my relationship with him is, and I--"
"You don't want to know," Kibum interrupts her. "You don't really want to know the answer to that question."
"So it's true," she says, no backing down, no running away from it. "All this time, he--"
"No," Kibum says sharply. "He didn't. You know him just as well as I do, Jessica, and you know he would never do that. Me, on the other hand? You know that I'll have tried. You know that I'll have confessed. You know that I'll have kissed him -- he tasted like something I couldn't place, not right then -- and you know that I'll have been rejected, in the nicest way possible, because Donghae-hyung is like that. He'll have stared, eyes wide, and he'd have said" -- Kibum's voice breaks -- "that he couldn't do that, that I was important to him but he didn't want that, and then he'll have acted like nothing had happened. Still Donghae-hyung. Still the brightest star in the sky, and still about as far away as one."
"But he loves you," Jessica says, because it's obvious.
"Yes," Kibum says, and it looks like it hurts him to say so, painful to admit to something that he wishes wasn't true, "but maybe he loves you more."
He stops her on the way out the door, wraps his hand around her lower arm and pulls her to him a little so he can kiss her cheek. "Treasure him," he says, as she stares at him, surprised. "It's not every day that someone gets their very own star."
Her heart softens. Kibum's eyes look old before their time. "Kibum, you--"
"You know," he says, letting her arm drop. "He tasted like my broken dreams."