At least I have you
Title:at least i have you
Pairing:Kyumin
Rating:G
Genre:romance,angst(?)
Summary:Luckily,they still have each other
Ok this is my very first ff AND I immediately say that it’s not all
mine.I took a long part from a short story of Murakami Haruki,”
concerning the sound of a train whistle in the night or the efficacy of
fiction”. I know it’s a LITTLE tortuous but I feel it’s exactly how
Kyumin is for each other^^ and Murakami is a freaking genius
so..enjoy:) it’s very short btw..
It’s late night in Super Junior dorm, and almost all the member still residing here are sleeping.
Only two of them are awake, sprawled on the sofa, watching some random tv program.
“Kyu..”
“Mmm?”
“…do you love me?”
Kyuhyun stares straight in his lover’s eyes.
“why are you asking Min?you know i do”he replies stroking Sungmin’s soft bangs.
“well..you never tell me and so i was wondering..exactly how much do you love me?please tell me”
Kyuhyun diverted the gaze from Sungmin and looked outside the window,into the shining night of Seoul.
He thinks for a moment,then quietly replies,”as much as a train whistle in the night.”
Sungmin waits in silence for him to go on. Obviously there has to be a story here.
“sometimes, just like that, in the dead of night, I wake up,” he begins. “I don’t know what time it is, exactly. Maybe two or three, around then, I’d say. The time doesn’t actually matter. The point is that it’s the dead of night,and I’m totally alone, not a soul around. I want you to imagine it for me, ok? It’s completely dark,you can’t see anything. And there’s not a sound to be heard. You don’t even hear the hands of the clock, ticking out the time-for all I know, the clock could have stopped. And then all of a sudden, it hits me that I’ve become isolated, that I’m separated some unbelievable distance from everyone I know, from every familiar place. I realize that no one in this whole wide world loves me anymore, no one will talk to me, that I’ve become the kind of person no one even wants to remember. I could just disappear and no one would even notice. I feel like I’ve been pushed into a box with thick iron sides and sunk way down to the very bottom of the ocean. The pressure is so intense it makes my heart ache, I feel like I’m going to explode, to be torn in two-you know that feeling?”
Sungmin nods. He thinks he knows what Kyuhyun means.
The other continues. “I think that’s one of the most painful experiences a person can have in life. I feel so sad and it hurts so much that I wish I could just go ahead and die, seriously. No,actually it’s not that I wish I could die: I can tell that if things go on this way, the air in the box is going to get so thin that I really will die. It’s not just a metaphor. It’s reality. That’s what it means to wake up all alone in the end of night. You still following me?”
Sungmin nods again, saying nothing. Kyuhyun lets a moment go by.
“And then, way off in the distance, I hear a train whistle. It’s really incredibly far off, this whistle. I don’t even know where the train could be. That’s how far away the sound is. And it’s so faint that it’s right on the edge of being inaudible. Only I’m certain it’s a train whistle. There’s no doubt about that. So I lie perfectly still, in the darkness, listening as hard as I can. And then I hear it again. And my heart stops aching. The hands on the clock start moving. The iron box begins to rise up, nice and slow, toward the surface of the sea. And it’s all thanks to that little whistle, you see. A whistle so faint I could barely hear it. And the point is, I love you as deeply as that whistle.”
As he stops talking, Kyuhyun moves his gaze once again on the eyes of the smaller man on his lap.
And he raises his brows, surprised, as he find those eyes shedding tears.
“M-min? You ok?”he asks, holding the other’s shoulders in concern.
“Yeah..it’s just that..” the redhead begins shifting his gaze.
Kyuhyun puts his hand on Sungmin’s face gently caressing his cheek as encouraging him to continue.
“..no one has ever told me such a beautiful thing, Kyu. You know..you know that I love you the same as you do don’t you?”he says clenching his lover’s shirt tightly.
Kyuhyun chuckles and plants a light kiss on Sungmin’s forehead”I know Min..I know.”
“And then don’t ever say again that you feel that no one loves you, or that you want to die! You make my heart ache, as well..when you feel alone you know I’m always here for you.”
“Thank you Min. This means a lot to me..it’s just that from time to time I really feel like that, as I was alone in the whole world, despite being a top idol. We are always sorrounded by a lot of people and it’s rare that we are actually left by ourselves, still..But at least I have you. How could I live without you? Tell me!” he replies jokingly ruffling the other’s hair in an attempt to light the atmosphere.
Then they lock their gazes and it’s like the time has stopped for real.
They’re like this, they don’t need words nor explicit acts, just a look into each other eyes to be ok, to be alive, even if the rest of the world disappear.
Kyuhyun bend down to share with Sungmin a sweet and affectionate kiss.
After a while they separate and they stay in each other arms in a comfortable silence.
Until Sungmin stands up from the sofa and pulls Kyuhyun’s hand.
“Kyu..let’s go”
“Huh? Where are we going?”
“To bed! In order to not making you all depressed again, from now on we’re sleeping togheter every single night, and I’ll be sure to hug you tight!”
Chuckling, hand in hand, they go toward their room, happy to have each other to rely on.
Pairing:Kyumin
Rating:G
Genre:romance,angst(?)
Summary:Luckily,they still have each other
Ok this is my very first ff AND I immediately say that it’s not all
mine.I took a long part from a short story of Murakami Haruki,”
concerning the sound of a train whistle in the night or the efficacy of
fiction”. I know it’s a LITTLE tortuous but I feel it’s exactly how
Kyumin is for each other^^ and Murakami is a freaking genius
so..enjoy:) it’s very short btw..
It’s late night in Super Junior dorm, and almost all the member still residing here are sleeping.
Only two of them are awake, sprawled on the sofa, watching some random tv program.
“Kyu..”
“Mmm?”
“…do you love me?”
Kyuhyun stares straight in his lover’s eyes.
“why are you asking Min?you know i do”he replies stroking Sungmin’s soft bangs.
“well..you never tell me and so i was wondering..exactly how much do you love me?please tell me”
Kyuhyun diverted the gaze from Sungmin and looked outside the window,into the shining night of Seoul.
He thinks for a moment,then quietly replies,”as much as a train whistle in the night.”
Sungmin waits in silence for him to go on. Obviously there has to be a story here.
“sometimes, just like that, in the dead of night, I wake up,” he begins. “I don’t know what time it is, exactly. Maybe two or three, around then, I’d say. The time doesn’t actually matter. The point is that it’s the dead of night,and I’m totally alone, not a soul around. I want you to imagine it for me, ok? It’s completely dark,you can’t see anything. And there’s not a sound to be heard. You don’t even hear the hands of the clock, ticking out the time-for all I know, the clock could have stopped. And then all of a sudden, it hits me that I’ve become isolated, that I’m separated some unbelievable distance from everyone I know, from every familiar place. I realize that no one in this whole wide world loves me anymore, no one will talk to me, that I’ve become the kind of person no one even wants to remember. I could just disappear and no one would even notice. I feel like I’ve been pushed into a box with thick iron sides and sunk way down to the very bottom of the ocean. The pressure is so intense it makes my heart ache, I feel like I’m going to explode, to be torn in two-you know that feeling?”
Sungmin nods. He thinks he knows what Kyuhyun means.
The other continues. “I think that’s one of the most painful experiences a person can have in life. I feel so sad and it hurts so much that I wish I could just go ahead and die, seriously. No,actually it’s not that I wish I could die: I can tell that if things go on this way, the air in the box is going to get so thin that I really will die. It’s not just a metaphor. It’s reality. That’s what it means to wake up all alone in the end of night. You still following me?”
Sungmin nods again, saying nothing. Kyuhyun lets a moment go by.
“And then, way off in the distance, I hear a train whistle. It’s really incredibly far off, this whistle. I don’t even know where the train could be. That’s how far away the sound is. And it’s so faint that it’s right on the edge of being inaudible. Only I’m certain it’s a train whistle. There’s no doubt about that. So I lie perfectly still, in the darkness, listening as hard as I can. And then I hear it again. And my heart stops aching. The hands on the clock start moving. The iron box begins to rise up, nice and slow, toward the surface of the sea. And it’s all thanks to that little whistle, you see. A whistle so faint I could barely hear it. And the point is, I love you as deeply as that whistle.”
As he stops talking, Kyuhyun moves his gaze once again on the eyes of the smaller man on his lap.
And he raises his brows, surprised, as he find those eyes shedding tears.
“M-min? You ok?”he asks, holding the other’s shoulders in concern.
“Yeah..it’s just that..” the redhead begins shifting his gaze.
Kyuhyun puts his hand on Sungmin’s face gently caressing his cheek as encouraging him to continue.
“..no one has ever told me such a beautiful thing, Kyu. You know..you know that I love you the same as you do don’t you?”he says clenching his lover’s shirt tightly.
Kyuhyun chuckles and plants a light kiss on Sungmin’s forehead”I know Min..I know.”
“And then don’t ever say again that you feel that no one loves you, or that you want to die! You make my heart ache, as well..when you feel alone you know I’m always here for you.”
“Thank you Min. This means a lot to me..it’s just that from time to time I really feel like that, as I was alone in the whole world, despite being a top idol. We are always sorrounded by a lot of people and it’s rare that we are actually left by ourselves, still..But at least I have you. How could I live without you? Tell me!” he replies jokingly ruffling the other’s hair in an attempt to light the atmosphere.
Then they lock their gazes and it’s like the time has stopped for real.
They’re like this, they don’t need words nor explicit acts, just a look into each other eyes to be ok, to be alive, even if the rest of the world disappear.
Kyuhyun bend down to share with Sungmin a sweet and affectionate kiss.
After a while they separate and they stay in each other arms in a comfortable silence.
Until Sungmin stands up from the sofa and pulls Kyuhyun’s hand.
“Kyu..let’s go”
“Huh? Where are we going?”
“To bed! In order to not making you all depressed again, from now on we’re sleeping togheter every single night, and I’ll be sure to hug you tight!”
Chuckling, hand in hand, they go toward their room, happy to have each other to rely on.