[FIC] Irrationally Rational; G
Title : Irrationally Rational
Pairing : MinKey
Rating : G
Genre : oneshot, fluff -I guess-
Author : fantasydesire @ solace
Summary : WHY?!!
Disclaimer: I only own them in my own fantasy-like mind - meaning they are not mine really..
I have a very irrational emotion taking over me these days and it's pissing me off because I don't have the rational reason as to why I feel the way I do.
I just took a long warm shower after playing football with Donghae and Hyukjae from Super Junior. Even after those two sessions I love so much, I still am a bit irritated. I came back home early because I couldn't wait to see you but you weren't there. It annoys me that you did not wait up for me on the couch like you always do. I glance at the wall clock and it reads 11.30 pm. *Sigh* Maybe you are already in your bed now - you do love your beauty sleep so much.
I walk towards our shared room and turn the doorknob silently.
There you are - in all your naked glory, sitting on the bed with a book on your lap; free from make up and wearing nothing but plain baby blue pjs.. yeap, that's naked to me. All annoyance I've felt since I came back vanished as a wave of relief and giddiness wash over me. You did wait up for me afterall..
Your skin is not really smooth - now that I can see after you rid of the make up and concealer.
You look so plain without all the high-end clothes and blings.
You're obnoxious.
You're vain - always complimenting your own looks and almighty self.
You're sarcastic.
You're whiny - infact, you whine too much for a man.
You're demanding - always wanting to have things your way.
You're not athletic - NOT. AT. ALL.(are you sure you're not a girl?) ^.^
You're loud - way too loud to come from someone small (compared to me, that is).
but I love YOU.
snap!
*You guys see what I mean by irrational emotion? I was complaining about this guy, and I suddenly say that I love him. what the heck?!! I can't even make up my mind now!!*
I can only stand here at the door and watch you read with only the lights from outside the window to illuminate the words for you.
Maybe it's the way you smile - the one that makes anybody's day when you flash them with your pearly whites perfectly shown in a row.
Maybe it's the way you laugh - loud and unrestricted - no pretense, just complete joy and happiness.
or perhaps it's how you put the crowd under your spell with your confidence, and make them (and me) go wild when you dance to other girlgroups' numbers perfectly (and waaaaay better than the original, if I may say so, and I know the Shawols are gonna agree with me completely.. dontcha shawols?)..
Maybe it's how you can rap and smirk oh-so-sexily..
wait.. that's not it.. I'm the lead rapper and MY smirk is sexier (better agree with me babes, I aint called Flaming Charisma for nothing~ *wink*)..
Well, maybe it's how you can pull off any look without looking like an idiot or a fashion disaster - but I can too.
so, nope. that's not it.
OH! How about when you take care of those around you - paying attention to small little almost unseen details (like making sandwiches for our magnae so that he won't go hungry) as well as the big gestures (like when you tell someone you love them or the times when you hold onto me when you laugh) - this seems to be good enough reason to fall in love with you..
Yeah, that's IT!!!
And that's when you turn your head in my direction. I simply watch as you close your book and sets it aside.
"Hey.." you greet me with a curve of a smile on your lips. The soft affectionate glow in your eyes as you look at me seems to shine even in this darkened room.
My heart skipped a beat.
Ho crap. who am I kidding? That last reason make you seem more like a mother than a lover - although you are deemed as the umma of our little group.. but still..
*sigh*
You guys are probably wondering what on earth is the 'it' that I've been searching for - racking my brain for the past God knows how long, right?
Well.. 'It' is referring to whatever it is that makes me love this annoyingly-sexy-too-much-of-a-diva-but-still-lovable guy who is now gesturing me to sit down next to him on the bed.
'It' refers to anything that reasons this crazy turbulence of wavering feelings I bear towards this person sitting in front of me.
That's right. I was searching for and hoping to nail the reason as to why I love you. Looks like I've failed.. AGAIN..
"Enough thinking. Sometimes the answer to whatever problems you have up there.." he says while tapping my forehead lightly with his forefinger, "is in here.." he finishes while placing his right palm on my chest - exactly on the spot where my heart lies.
click!
Suddenly everything clicks together perfectly.
I cover his hand on my heart in mine and intertwine our fingers together.
I was searching for 'it' for quite some time now.. The babblings you guys witnessed going on in my head previously is just a glimpse of what I've been thinking for the past year or so..
"Let's sleep.." he says - the smile he had when he first turned his head to me still visible on his face. I lay back on his pillows and he lays his head on my right arm, snuggling up close to me.
Lying here on the bed with him, listening to our synchronized breaths and feeling our hearts beating at the same pace, I realize I was looking in all the wrong places. I've been looking for rational answers or acceptable reasons to make what I feel for him seem tangible or more real.
I was wrong.
Because..
Even when he is stripped of all of the things that make him seem flawless, he is even more perfect now, in my eyes, with all of his faint scars showing..
He is obnoxious - but even this not-so-positive quality adds to his countless charms.
He is vain - but he does it without demeaning other people or make others look bad.
He is sarcastic - but he only tells truths.
and most of all, he SEES me for me - he understands me.. for example, he did not ask what was wrong with me - because there's nothing wrong with me. He did not ask the "do you wanna talk about it?" question - because he knows I need to discover this on my own.
and I did.
I look at our intertwined fingers and then gaze at his sleeping face, my right hand absently caresses his hair gently.
Just because I can't put a finger as to why I love him doesn't make what I feel for him any less real.. and just because my "reasonings" seem to be full of contradictions, they certainly do not make this feeling less tangible.
I know now.
I love him because he is who he is.
I smile and press a soft kiss on his forehead and he buries his face deeper in the crook of my neck and throws his right leg across my hips - I grin.
This irrational feeling is actually completely rational because of one VERY SOLID AND 200% ACCEPTABLE REASON - it is LOVE.
Hence, there is no one definite reason for me to feel this so much love for this being whose heart beats against mine.
I close my eyes and let sleep works its magic on me.. but before slumber takes control of me completely, I'll have all of you know - should the day come when he asks me why do I love him.. I know that I'll be unable to answer him except with this :
I love you because you are YOU.
and that is reason enough.
written by : fantasydesire@solace. 25122010.
A/N : I'm new to this community. I've not written since forever. and this is my first fic/drabble or whatever the hell it is that you guys call it after two/more years of not writing. Just something I came up with out of the blue. Comments are appreciated. Thank you.
Pairing : MinKey
Rating : G
Genre : oneshot, fluff -I guess-
Author : fantasydesire @ solace
Summary : WHY?!!
Disclaimer: I only own them in my own fantasy-like mind - meaning they are not mine really..
I have a very irrational emotion taking over me these days and it's pissing me off because I don't have the rational reason as to why I feel the way I do.
I just took a long warm shower after playing football with Donghae and Hyukjae from Super Junior. Even after those two sessions I love so much, I still am a bit irritated. I came back home early because I couldn't wait to see you but you weren't there. It annoys me that you did not wait up for me on the couch like you always do. I glance at the wall clock and it reads 11.30 pm. *Sigh* Maybe you are already in your bed now - you do love your beauty sleep so much.
I walk towards our shared room and turn the doorknob silently.
There you are - in all your naked glory, sitting on the bed with a book on your lap; free from make up and wearing nothing but plain baby blue pjs.. yeap, that's naked to me. All annoyance I've felt since I came back vanished as a wave of relief and giddiness wash over me. You did wait up for me afterall..
Your skin is not really smooth - now that I can see after you rid of the make up and concealer.
You look so plain without all the high-end clothes and blings.
You're obnoxious.
You're vain - always complimenting your own looks and almighty self.
You're sarcastic.
You're whiny - infact, you whine too much for a man.
You're demanding - always wanting to have things your way.
You're not athletic - NOT. AT. ALL.(are you sure you're not a girl?) ^.^
You're loud - way too loud to come from someone small (compared to me, that is).
but I love YOU.
snap!
*You guys see what I mean by irrational emotion? I was complaining about this guy, and I suddenly say that I love him. what the heck?!! I can't even make up my mind now!!*
I can only stand here at the door and watch you read with only the lights from outside the window to illuminate the words for you.
Maybe it's the way you smile - the one that makes anybody's day when you flash them with your pearly whites perfectly shown in a row.
Maybe it's the way you laugh - loud and unrestricted - no pretense, just complete joy and happiness.
or perhaps it's how you put the crowd under your spell with your confidence, and make them (and me) go wild when you dance to other girlgroups' numbers perfectly (and waaaaay better than the original, if I may say so, and I know the Shawols are gonna agree with me completely.. dontcha shawols?)..
Maybe it's how you can rap and smirk oh-so-sexily..
wait.. that's not it.. I'm the lead rapper and MY smirk is sexier (better agree with me babes, I aint called Flaming Charisma for nothing~ *wink*)..
Well, maybe it's how you can pull off any look without looking like an idiot or a fashion disaster - but I can too.
so, nope. that's not it.
OH! How about when you take care of those around you - paying attention to small little almost unseen details (like making sandwiches for our magnae so that he won't go hungry) as well as the big gestures (like when you tell someone you love them or the times when you hold onto me when you laugh) - this seems to be good enough reason to fall in love with you..
Yeah, that's IT!!!
And that's when you turn your head in my direction. I simply watch as you close your book and sets it aside.
"Hey.." you greet me with a curve of a smile on your lips. The soft affectionate glow in your eyes as you look at me seems to shine even in this darkened room.
My heart skipped a beat.
Ho crap. who am I kidding? That last reason make you seem more like a mother than a lover - although you are deemed as the umma of our little group.. but still..
*sigh*
You guys are probably wondering what on earth is the 'it' that I've been searching for - racking my brain for the past God knows how long, right?
Well.. 'It' is referring to whatever it is that makes me love this annoyingly-sexy-too-much-of-a-diva-but-still-lovable guy who is now gesturing me to sit down next to him on the bed.
'It' refers to anything that reasons this crazy turbulence of wavering feelings I bear towards this person sitting in front of me.
That's right. I was searching for and hoping to nail the reason as to why I love you. Looks like I've failed.. AGAIN..
"Enough thinking. Sometimes the answer to whatever problems you have up there.." he says while tapping my forehead lightly with his forefinger, "is in here.." he finishes while placing his right palm on my chest - exactly on the spot where my heart lies.
click!
Suddenly everything clicks together perfectly.
I cover his hand on my heart in mine and intertwine our fingers together.
I was searching for 'it' for quite some time now.. The babblings you guys witnessed going on in my head previously is just a glimpse of what I've been thinking for the past year or so..
"Let's sleep.." he says - the smile he had when he first turned his head to me still visible on his face. I lay back on his pillows and he lays his head on my right arm, snuggling up close to me.
Lying here on the bed with him, listening to our synchronized breaths and feeling our hearts beating at the same pace, I realize I was looking in all the wrong places. I've been looking for rational answers or acceptable reasons to make what I feel for him seem tangible or more real.
I was wrong.
Because..
Even when he is stripped of all of the things that make him seem flawless, he is even more perfect now, in my eyes, with all of his faint scars showing..
He is obnoxious - but even this not-so-positive quality adds to his countless charms.
He is vain - but he does it without demeaning other people or make others look bad.
He is sarcastic - but he only tells truths.
and most of all, he SEES me for me - he understands me.. for example, he did not ask what was wrong with me - because there's nothing wrong with me. He did not ask the "do you wanna talk about it?" question - because he knows I need to discover this on my own.
and I did.
I look at our intertwined fingers and then gaze at his sleeping face, my right hand absently caresses his hair gently.
Just because I can't put a finger as to why I love him doesn't make what I feel for him any less real.. and just because my "reasonings" seem to be full of contradictions, they certainly do not make this feeling less tangible.
I know now.
I love him because he is who he is.
I smile and press a soft kiss on his forehead and he buries his face deeper in the crook of my neck and throws his right leg across my hips - I grin.
This irrational feeling is actually completely rational because of one VERY SOLID AND 200% ACCEPTABLE REASON - it is LOVE.
Hence, there is no one definite reason for me to feel this so much love for this being whose heart beats against mine.
I close my eyes and let sleep works its magic on me.. but before slumber takes control of me completely, I'll have all of you know - should the day come when he asks me why do I love him.. I know that I'll be unable to answer him except with this :
I love you because you are YOU.
and that is reason enough.
written by : fantasydesire@solace. 25122010.
A/N : I'm new to this community. I've not written since forever. and this is my first fic/drabble or whatever the hell it is that you guys call it after two/more years of not writing. Just something I came up with out of the blue. Comments are appreciated. Thank you.