Secrets
Title: Secrets Ch.1?
Pairing: Taecwoo
Rating: pg-13
Genre: angst/ mysteryish?
Disclaimer: dont own anything but the story line
Summary: uhm..........wooyoung is deaf in a world where everyone is genetically enginered to be perfect(i feel like this is a common theme? -_-
A/N: I dont know if i want to make this into a full story or a short one ive got quite a bit written already but idk
You don't know me so you can't judge me, but I think I may have done the worst thing I could ever imagine. My boyfriend is deaf. But I love him anyway. He is the other half of my soul stone.Corny I know, but that's how i feel. I mean I thought I felt that way. I don't know. He's disappeared. I don't know where he is. No one does. I think he's dead.I want to find him. He's deaf and incredible shy and I don't want him to die. Alone. But at the same time, I want to stay here. Pretend he never existed. Pretend I never fell in love for the first time with the wrong person. Pretend I never betrayed him. Pretend...
I was never broken.
You don't know me so you can't judge me but. Aren't I right?
"Taecyeon!"
"ughhhh"
"Taecyeon get up!"
"Leave me alone"
"No. Get up!"
"How about I not and we pretend I did"
"Fine lay there like a fat depressed hippo the rest of your life. I don't care. It's your fault he's missing anyway."
"Get out! Now!" Taecyeon yells as he hurls the nearest object at his roommate Junho. Falling back into bed from the haunting memory.
"Fine i'll leave but if you're still like this when I come back i'm leaving.
Taecyeon hears the front door close and he rolls onto his back smelling his own stench from days of not showering. Hungry from days of starving himself because Wooyoung was probably starving too. Wandering alone. Trying his best to talk to people just ignoring him or running away. Being the few left of his kind. Taecyeon rolls out of bed and trudges to the bathroom. He grips the sink as hard as he can with his weak hands. Staring back at the mirror. Seeing a heartless monster.
The tears. The glass. The anger. The blood. His eyes. The pain they're showing. The tears that refuse to fall because he's stronger than that. His hand is bleeding from the vase he tried to haul at Taecyeon. Glass shattered everywhere. Taecyeon standing frozen staring at the broken glass. The door opens and Taecyeon runs toward it but it slams in his face. All he feels is the glass crunching below his knees and the knife through his heart.
That he put there himself.
When Junho came back an hour later he sees Taecyeon laying on the floor in front of the door. The same position he was in the night Wooyoung left and went missing.
"Junho. He's gone" Junho picked up the weak and crying Taecyeon and held him.
"I know and you're only one who can bring him back"
"Wooyoung please believe me when I say I did it a first for money, but now. Wooyoung I love you. Please"
Wooyoung continually backed away from Taecyeon until he hit the front table. Felt for the vase. And picked it up.
"Wooyoung! No!"
Pairing: Taecwoo
Rating: pg-13
Genre: angst/ mysteryish?
Disclaimer: dont own anything but the story line
Summary: uhm..........wooyoung is deaf in a world where everyone is genetically enginered to be perfect(i feel like this is a common theme? -_-
A/N: I dont know if i want to make this into a full story or a short one ive got quite a bit written already but idk
You don't know me so you can't judge me, but I think I may have done the worst thing I could ever imagine. My boyfriend is deaf. But I love him anyway. He is the other half of my soul stone.Corny I know, but that's how i feel. I mean I thought I felt that way. I don't know. He's disappeared. I don't know where he is. No one does. I think he's dead.I want to find him. He's deaf and incredible shy and I don't want him to die. Alone. But at the same time, I want to stay here. Pretend he never existed. Pretend I never fell in love for the first time with the wrong person. Pretend I never betrayed him. Pretend...
I was never broken.
You don't know me so you can't judge me but. Aren't I right?
"Taecyeon!"
"ughhhh"
"Taecyeon get up!"
"Leave me alone"
"No. Get up!"
"How about I not and we pretend I did"
"Fine lay there like a fat depressed hippo the rest of your life. I don't care. It's your fault he's missing anyway."
"Get out! Now!" Taecyeon yells as he hurls the nearest object at his roommate Junho. Falling back into bed from the haunting memory.
"Fine i'll leave but if you're still like this when I come back i'm leaving.
Taecyeon hears the front door close and he rolls onto his back smelling his own stench from days of not showering. Hungry from days of starving himself because Wooyoung was probably starving too. Wandering alone. Trying his best to talk to people just ignoring him or running away. Being the few left of his kind. Taecyeon rolls out of bed and trudges to the bathroom. He grips the sink as hard as he can with his weak hands. Staring back at the mirror. Seeing a heartless monster.
The tears. The glass. The anger. The blood. His eyes. The pain they're showing. The tears that refuse to fall because he's stronger than that. His hand is bleeding from the vase he tried to haul at Taecyeon. Glass shattered everywhere. Taecyeon standing frozen staring at the broken glass. The door opens and Taecyeon runs toward it but it slams in his face. All he feels is the glass crunching below his knees and the knife through his heart.
That he put there himself.
When Junho came back an hour later he sees Taecyeon laying on the floor in front of the door. The same position he was in the night Wooyoung left and went missing.
"Junho. He's gone" Junho picked up the weak and crying Taecyeon and held him.
"I know and you're only one who can bring him back"
"Wooyoung please believe me when I say I did it a first for money, but now. Wooyoung I love you. Please"
Wooyoung continually backed away from Taecyeon until he hit the front table. Felt for the vase. And picked it up.
"Wooyoung! No!"