Invisible
Title: Invisible
Author: junshoo
Length: oneshot
Genre: angst
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys.
Summary: Junsu knew.
A/N: I've been selfish and hopeless. I can't express my feelings out any other way. I don’t think this deserves to be posted in any community. All I’ve written down are my feelings and selfishly used Yoosu therefore the horrible writing. I am sorry.
i .[secret]
You were out taking a drag. I was crying reading through your messages.
I guess people never change. You had kept all her messages while I don’t even see any of mine.
Do you now know why I was crying on that day?
I dried my tears just as you came back.
“I’m hungry,” I said, “Let’s eat.”
You shook your head, “Nah, I’m not hungry.”
I suddenly felt insecurity engulfing me.
“Yah, why are you crying? Are you upset that I don’t want to eat with you?” you asked.
See, you don’t even know why.
ii. [pain]
A soft kiss greeted my lips, “Good morning Su-ah,”
I continued flipping through the channels of the television. There wasn’t anything on, all the recent shows had recently been dull. Just like you and I.
I felt a hand ruffling through my hair. There was a sudden urge to slap it away.
“What would you like to have for breakfast?”
I thought carefully about this, before leaning in and whispering sensually into your ears, your pain.
iii. [drunk]
I tipped the bottle and let the liquid gracefully slide into my mouth, pass through my taste buds and into my throat. A burning sensation could be felt on the tip of my tongue. I squeezed my eyes shut and let my thoughts be washed away by the bitterness of the alchohol.
I don’t usually drink, I blame you.
Only the strong flavour of alchohol can drown all my thoughts of you. It numbs my heart and helps disfunction my brain so I can’t think properly. I felt lighter, I think that I was flying.
The sound of glass shattering can be heard, I thought to myself what a beautiful melody it could make. I giggled loudly even though I knew no one else could hear me - I was the only breathing human in between the dullness of my four dark walls.
It was so dark and humid, just like my life; I am lost and I feel suffocated with thoughts of you leaving me. I don’t even want to think about you but you’re like the waves, forever coming back to slap the shore right at its face. I am the shore. Get out.
I stared at the broken pieces of almost-transparent-liked materials. It looked like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
I carefully chose the sharpest one and picked it up.
Yoochun-ah, let me carve your name beautifully.
iv. [façade]
I am the master of disguise.
Behind the mask, lies a pitiful face.
Hearts are meant for breaking.
v. [hurt]
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” you snapped at me. I looked deep into your eyes and said nothing. My eyes showing nothing but the darkness of two coal orbs.
I twisted your nipple hard.
“Junsu!” you groaned.
“Fuck you,” I whispered and slammed hard one last time, focusing all my anger with that thrust and slid out quickly. I could not stand being in you any longer.
When I left, you were crying.
vi. [invisible]
“Yoochun, what do I mean to you?” my words came out as cold as the winter night.
“My boyfriend?”
Right then, I knew.
You had the most beautiful eyes that were often hidden behind thick dark framed glasses; I thought I could never hate them.
You can never hate something or someone you love right? I was wrong.
People mistook it for an attitude problem. They left and not even footprints are left behind.
Right when I need you the most, you went to the wrong direction. I am here, not there. I am not her.
I am here, can’t you see me?
Author: junshoo
Length: oneshot
Genre: angst
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys.
Summary: Junsu knew.
A/N: I've been selfish and hopeless. I can't express my feelings out any other way. I don’t think this deserves to be posted in any community. All I’ve written down are my feelings and selfishly used Yoosu therefore the horrible writing. I am sorry.
i .[secret]
You were out taking a drag. I was crying reading through your messages.
I guess people never change. You had kept all her messages while I don’t even see any of mine.
Do you now know why I was crying on that day?
I dried my tears just as you came back.
“I’m hungry,” I said, “Let’s eat.”
You shook your head, “Nah, I’m not hungry.”
I suddenly felt insecurity engulfing me.
“Yah, why are you crying? Are you upset that I don’t want to eat with you?” you asked.
See, you don’t even know why.
ii. [pain]
A soft kiss greeted my lips, “Good morning Su-ah,”
I continued flipping through the channels of the television. There wasn’t anything on, all the recent shows had recently been dull. Just like you and I.
I felt a hand ruffling through my hair. There was a sudden urge to slap it away.
“What would you like to have for breakfast?”
I thought carefully about this, before leaning in and whispering sensually into your ears, your pain.
iii. [drunk]
I tipped the bottle and let the liquid gracefully slide into my mouth, pass through my taste buds and into my throat. A burning sensation could be felt on the tip of my tongue. I squeezed my eyes shut and let my thoughts be washed away by the bitterness of the alchohol.
I don’t usually drink, I blame you.
Only the strong flavour of alchohol can drown all my thoughts of you. It numbs my heart and helps disfunction my brain so I can’t think properly. I felt lighter, I think that I was flying.
The sound of glass shattering can be heard, I thought to myself what a beautiful melody it could make. I giggled loudly even though I knew no one else could hear me - I was the only breathing human in between the dullness of my four dark walls.
It was so dark and humid, just like my life; I am lost and I feel suffocated with thoughts of you leaving me. I don’t even want to think about you but you’re like the waves, forever coming back to slap the shore right at its face. I am the shore. Get out.
I stared at the broken pieces of almost-transparent-liked materials. It looked like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
I carefully chose the sharpest one and picked it up.
Yoochun-ah, let me carve your name beautifully.
iv. [façade]
I am the master of disguise.
Behind the mask, lies a pitiful face.
Hearts are meant for breaking.
v. [hurt]
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” you snapped at me. I looked deep into your eyes and said nothing. My eyes showing nothing but the darkness of two coal orbs.
I twisted your nipple hard.
“Junsu!” you groaned.
“Fuck you,” I whispered and slammed hard one last time, focusing all my anger with that thrust and slid out quickly. I could not stand being in you any longer.
When I left, you were crying.
vi. [invisible]
“Yoochun, what do I mean to you?” my words came out as cold as the winter night.
“My boyfriend?”
Right then, I knew.
You had the most beautiful eyes that were often hidden behind thick dark framed glasses; I thought I could never hate them.
You can never hate something or someone you love right? I was wrong.
People mistook it for an attitude problem. They left and not even footprints are left behind.
Right when I need you the most, you went to the wrong direction. I am here, not there. I am not her.
I am here, can’t you see me?