Firstly, LKAHSDGIALGKJASDLHGJASLDFJOASHGO YOU UPDATED IT LAAAAAAAAAA~~~
Secondly, can I just say I absolutely love this fic... I love Kyuhyun's outward arrogance and the hinted-at turmoil inside, there is this perfect balance of a person very much trying to stop himself from falling over the edge, it's quite lovely. And Changmin being so pissed off about the situation at first but coming around; I love the snark, XD I giggle out loud at those moments. My favourites are these>
“I was bored waiting for you to wake up. There’s coffee up here for you. And I have a whole conversation ready to go.”
“I don’t like talking first thing in the morning.”
“Which is why you will just listen.”
“You got me a caramel macchiato.” Changmin stated, surprised that Kyuhyun had somehow gotten his favorite coffee.
“You don’t like it?” Kyuhyun asked.
“I do, I just didn’t know you knew that.”
“It was what you spilled on me at the airport. I figured you liked it if you got it once.” Kyuhyun answered aloofly.
And
“Hm, not too shabby. You look good in those.” Kyuhyun smirked. Changmin frowned and looked at him curiously, realizing after a moment that the sunglasses perched on his nose were not the Aviators he brought with him.
“These are yours.”
“Your observational skills astound me.”
“Where are mine?”
“They had a hard life under your backpack on the floor.” Kyuhyun chuckled. Changmin groaned and ran his hand through his hair.
“Damn it. I loved those.”
I also love your writing style. There's something poetic about your phrasing, where I find myself re-reading passages because they just... the words fit right, and it just seems to echo amazing in my mind ^^
A world where only his face really mattered. Changmin didn’t know what it felt like. Was that the reason behind the bravado, the sunglasses that never let Kyuhyun’s sad brown eyes see the world for what it really was?
As he pulled off the highway to the red light to properly flow the traffic into the large, brightly lit town, he looked over at Kyuhyun. He could feel the tension in his forehead and the frown of his mouth as he studied the man. The sun was slowly beginning to set after taking longer than expected to get to Arkansas, and Kyuhyun’s body was still a little tense from Changmin’s “idiotic” question. The purple and red hues scattering across the white shirt he was wearing, spreading onto his shirt, made him glow with the beauty that Changmin kept seeing.
....Ahm, so I'm really bad at commenting, but I felt I had to, because I really really love this so much, you have no idea <3
Oh my god your comment literally just made my day/week/month <3 Don't say you're bad at commenting! Your comment was so touching /tryingnottocry/ I'm glad you like it so much!
Secondly, can I just say I absolutely love this fic...
I love Kyuhyun's outward arrogance and the hinted-at turmoil inside, there is this perfect balance of a person very much trying to stop himself from falling over the edge, it's quite lovely. And Changmin being so pissed off about the situation at first but coming around; I love the snark, XD I giggle out loud at those moments. My favourites are these>
“I was bored waiting for you to wake up. There’s coffee up here for you. And I have a whole conversation ready to go.”
“I don’t like talking first thing in the morning.”
“Which is why you will just listen.”
“You got me a caramel macchiato.” Changmin stated, surprised that Kyuhyun had somehow gotten his favorite coffee.
“You don’t like it?” Kyuhyun asked.
“I do, I just didn’t know you knew that.”
“It was what you spilled on me at the airport. I figured you liked it if you got it once.” Kyuhyun answered aloofly.
And
“Hm, not too shabby. You look good in those.” Kyuhyun smirked. Changmin frowned and looked at him curiously, realizing after a moment that the sunglasses perched on his nose were not the Aviators he brought with him.
“These are yours.”
“Your observational skills astound me.”
“Where are mine?”
“They had a hard life under your backpack on the floor.” Kyuhyun chuckled. Changmin groaned and ran his hand through his hair.
“Damn it. I loved those.”
I also love your writing style. There's something poetic about your phrasing, where I find myself re-reading passages because they just... the words fit right, and it just seems to echo amazing in my mind ^^
A world where only his face really mattered. Changmin didn’t know what it felt like. Was that the reason behind the bravado, the sunglasses that never let Kyuhyun’s sad brown eyes see the world for what it really was?
As he pulled off the highway to the red light to properly flow the traffic into the large, brightly lit town, he looked over at Kyuhyun. He could feel the tension in his forehead and the frown of his mouth as he studied the man. The sun was slowly beginning to set after taking longer than expected to get to Arkansas, and Kyuhyun’s body was still a little tense from Changmin’s “idiotic” question. The purple and red hues scattering across the white shirt he was wearing, spreading onto his shirt, made him glow with the beauty that Changmin kept seeing.
....Ahm, so I'm really bad at commenting, but I felt I had to, because I really really love this so much, you have no idea <3
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Oh my god your comment literally just made my day/week/month <3 Don't say you're bad at commenting! Your comment was so touching /tryingnottocry/ I'm glad you like it so much!
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