The Cape Of Storms
The Cape Of Storms
For saanrio
The sound of shattering glass welcomed him home, a noise which he was wholly responsible for as he lifted the picture from the wall and cast it violently to the floor. It had been a framed photo of his brother and his group displaying an award proudly, something he had aspired to do with his own group. That aspiration was gone now, forever lost to him.
He had never thought to even plan for what would happen if he ever heard the words he had just minutes before but all he wanted to do was break something, anything in an expression of his irrational anger. He would be thankful later that their awards were kept at their practice room where all of them could enjoy them, but at the moment he would have liked nothing better than to smash them as well.
The door opened behind him and another young man walked into his small apartment. He wasn’t irrationally angry, but there was a deep sorrow clinging to him. “Kibum,” he murmured as he stepped further into the place, took in the broken glass and the man panting above it.
For a moment his anger was directed at the other man, the other former member of their group. It was unfair and that injustice fueled his anger. Why did this man get a swan song, a last performance with the members they all loved when all he received was ‘termination effective immediately’? What had that man done to deserve it that he hadn’t? After all he had been acting as a pseudo leader and protecting all of them for so long. How was there any justice in that?
Then, just as it always did, his anger was pushed aside by the very compassion that had caused him to take on the role as leader in the first place. “Alexander,” he said softly, stepping carefully over the glass and pulling the young man into his arms. Alexander sagged against his body, taking comfort from his strength.
They didn’t need to speak; they understood each other perfectly in this moment. They felt the same sense of loss, same sense of hurt, same sense of desperation. As such, it was hardly surprising when Alexander’s head tipped up and their lips met in a wet kiss.
Something that they had discovered one night overseas after too much of the foreign version of Soju kindled back to life in him, fanned into flames by a sense of desperate loss. There kisses were desperate, their hands scrambling for something to hold onto when everything seemed to be slipping away. They had never been on his bed before, not like this but they sank there together anyway, both searching for something that perhaps they could not find, and secure in the fact that in their loss at least they had each other.
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For saanrio
The sound of shattering glass welcomed him home, a noise which he was wholly responsible for as he lifted the picture from the wall and cast it violently to the floor. It had been a framed photo of his brother and his group displaying an award proudly, something he had aspired to do with his own group. That aspiration was gone now, forever lost to him.
He had never thought to even plan for what would happen if he ever heard the words he had just minutes before but all he wanted to do was break something, anything in an expression of his irrational anger. He would be thankful later that their awards were kept at their practice room where all of them could enjoy them, but at the moment he would have liked nothing better than to smash them as well.
The door opened behind him and another young man walked into his small apartment. He wasn’t irrationally angry, but there was a deep sorrow clinging to him. “Kibum,” he murmured as he stepped further into the place, took in the broken glass and the man panting above it.
For a moment his anger was directed at the other man, the other former member of their group. It was unfair and that injustice fueled his anger. Why did this man get a swan song, a last performance with the members they all loved when all he received was ‘termination effective immediately’? What had that man done to deserve it that he hadn’t? After all he had been acting as a pseudo leader and protecting all of them for so long. How was there any justice in that?
Then, just as it always did, his anger was pushed aside by the very compassion that had caused him to take on the role as leader in the first place. “Alexander,” he said softly, stepping carefully over the glass and pulling the young man into his arms. Alexander sagged against his body, taking comfort from his strength.
They didn’t need to speak; they understood each other perfectly in this moment. They felt the same sense of loss, same sense of hurt, same sense of desperation. As such, it was hardly surprising when Alexander’s head tipped up and their lips met in a wet kiss.
Something that they had discovered one night overseas after too much of the foreign version of Soju kindled back to life in him, fanned into flames by a sense of desperate loss. There kisses were desperate, their hands scrambling for something to hold onto when everything seemed to be slipping away. They had never been on his bed before, not like this but they sank there together anyway, both searching for something that perhaps they could not find, and secure in the fact that in their loss at least they had each other.
Song Drabble Masterlist
AN: If you like fanficiton (which clearly you do if you are here) jump on over to kpop_olymfics to read all the wonderful options and cast your vote on each and every fic with more being added! Then if you are in the mood for something longer you can skip on over to shineebigbang and look at all of the wonderful SHINee fics then vote on your favorite (voting is open to Sunday). I have works in both of the communities so please go read all of the authors hard work and vote!