When you're a child
Title
: When you're a child
Author : marnidoo
Rating : g
Member : Yoseob
Pairing : Doojoon/ Yoseob
Summary : Yoseob is a child, so is Doojoon and... That's it.
Notes : I'm sorry for lame title and lame summary. I just wrote it in maybe an hour. I'm sick like hell so I needed it to keep my mind focused on something xD Please forgive me if this is a fail it's 4am right now ^^'
When you’ re a child
The little boy was running. He ran until his legs couldn’t bring him any further and then stopped. Heavily panting, he could feel strangled sobs down his throat but he didn’t want to release them.
‘Be strong baby, it’s gonna be alright’ he kept saying those words, his mom’s words, to himself.
He couldn’t be so sure that things would be alright, still he had no choice but to believe. Down on his knees he stared blankly at the empty street, fighting his tears and he heard someone calling for him.
‘Yoseob-ah!’ hurried steps came closer and someone put him back on his feet. ‘You can’t run away like this, understand?’ the middle-aged woman said in a failed attempt to be friendly to the seven year-old boy.
He barely nodded and let her lead him to the building he was escaping from moments earlier. The reason why he was running wasn’t clear, not even for Yoseob himself. It’d been two days since he was taken away from home, from everything he had always known, taken away from her. As most of others young boys, his mother was Yoseob’ s world. Everything revolved around her. Their bond was even stronger that she was the only human being he ever had in his life. Yoseob never had a father like other children, he rarely felt the need to have one though because she was there.
The little boy wasn’t stupid. He knew his mother had some troubles. She kept on meeting wrong guys, getting wrong jobs, drinking wrong stuffs, but one thing she did right : loving her son. And Yoseob, as any other kid, had an undying faith in her.
The middle-aged woman settled him in the room he had been sitting all day, he was supposed to play, to draw, do whatever he wanted basically. However, all little Yoseob wanted was to see his mother. He had a list of things he wanted to say to her. He thought about it for two long days but his mother didn’t seem to come and inch by inch, the little boy was losing his faith.
‘You don’t wanna go and play with other kids Yoseob-ah?’ the same lady asked.
Still looking through the window he just shook his head. He’ll wait. Until she comes, he’ll wait.
‘I wanna see my mom first’ he said and she sighed.
‘I know you do. But you know that she might not be able to come, right?’ she asked with a worried look.
‘I know the judge will decide, but why would he take her away from me?’ suddenly he looked at her. The very second the boy had looked in her eyes, two days ago, she had noticed it. They were not childish eyes any more. He was a smart kid, but still a kid who probably grew up too fast each time he had to pick his drunk mother off of the floor. She felt bad for him, she always did, with every kid she met. There was nothing she could to convince him and she just turned on her heels and left.
Yoseob waited about three more hours, immobile and then he saw her. She was stepping out of a car and he rushed towards the front door, ran down the stairs, a smile on his face as she was only feet away. She knelt down on the pavement allowing him to bury his head in her neck. His little hands fisting his mom’s shirt while she was endlessly kissing his head.
‘I’m so sorry baby’ she said and tears streamed down her face. ‘I wish I was a better mom for you’
She was hugging him so tight Yoseob couldn’t understand how things could possibly be bad. After a while she pulled back and cupped his face with her hands.
‘I have to leave for a while’ she started and his eyes darkened. She was leaving, that was it. ‘but Seobie baby I promise I won’t let you down, alright?’ and all the poor boy could do was to nod.
The man who drove the car put his hand on her shoulder.
‘It’s time to go’ he just said and both mother and child winced.
The woman stood up and took a step back. By reflex Yoseob caught her hand with both of his and he pleaded.
‘Mom, wait. Please don’t go’ he was crying. All the tears he had fought since the very first day went pouring down. ‘I swear I’ll be good. I’ll do my homework and my chores and...’ suddenly he couldn’t remember what he had put on the list, everything went blank, as if he knew that was no use to plead. It was too late.
‘I love you baby’
She kissed his hands, and climbed into the car. She sent her son a kiss in the air, her whole body violently shaking with her sobs and the car was gone.
Yoseob stood there for a while staring at the empty spot where the car was parked earlier. His world just crashed down, it was a lot to take in. When he finally turned around he noticed a boy sitting on the steps that lead to the front door. He was looking at him quite expressionless. Yoseob hesitantly stepped forward, looking at the floor, his tears silently falling to his chin.
‘You shouldn’t be crying’ the boy finally spoke and Yoseob lifted his head and looked at him.
‘Why do you care?’ Yoseob tried to sound harsh but only managed to be weak. The other shrugged.
‘She obviously loves you. At least, she’ll be back’ he stated.
Yoseob sat down next to the other. It was the first time he spoke with someone here. He sniffled and used his sleeve to dry his cheeks. He knew he probably shouldn’t ask but curiosity was too strong.
‘W-what about yours?’ he stuttered.
‘Never minded to meet me’ the boy just replied and Yoseob frowned.
‘You... You don’t know her?’
‘Nope. I guess she wasn’t interested’ his tone was steady but Yoseob could see the pained look on the other’ s face. No matter what he said, the boy cared and he was hurt that his own mother never wanted to meet him. Who wouldn’t be?
‘Too bad for her’ the little one said.
Yoseob didn’t think as he put his hand over the other’ s that was resting on the concrete stair. He didn’t know why but this boy’ s eyes were somewhat reassuring. The other seemed surprised by the younger’ s action but laced their fingers together and smiled shyly. It felt good having someone by his side. For the first time in a while, Yoseob smiled back. A huge, beautiful, sparkling smile and the other boy’ s breath was caught up in his throat. All of a sudden, things weren’t that bad anymore. As long as you have someone the share the burden with, everything is alright, Yoseob felt it.
The front door opened and the Lady appeared behind them. She lifted her brows when she saw them together.
‘Seobie-ah, are you alright?’
Yoseob turned his head and nodded, smiling. She was taken off guards.
‘Do you want to come inside, I have to tell you about host families if you-’ she started but Yoseob spoke up.
‘Actually, I’d rather stay here if I can’ he said biting his lip. He was looking at the boy next to him and they both smiled shyly to each other, a bit confused about what they were feeling.
The woman stared down at them for a while but then she smiled, relieved. Both of them were quite lonely. She knew the older since he was a baby, never had a family on his own, he had always lived here. It’s been eight years but he never spoke with other children, always in his own little world. She had had the feeling that Yoseob would be as lonely as he was, and here she was proven wrong.
‘It’s okay, you can stay here as long as you want. But you and Doojoonie should get inside though’ she chuckled.
The two boys stood up and headed inside, Doojoon holding a tight grip on Yoseob’ s hand. She watched them disappear in the corridor, a warm feeling in her chest. She felt like she didn’t have to worry for them anymore.
Maybe these two were meant to be, she thought.
Author : marnidoo
Rating : g
Member : Yoseob
Pairing : Doojoon/ Yoseob
Summary : Yoseob is a child, so is Doojoon and... That's it.
Notes : I'm sorry for lame title and lame summary. I just wrote it in maybe an hour. I'm sick like hell so I needed it to keep my mind focused on something xD Please forgive me if this is a fail it's 4am right now ^^'
When you’ re a child
The little boy was running. He ran until his legs couldn’t bring him any further and then stopped. Heavily panting, he could feel strangled sobs down his throat but he didn’t want to release them.
‘Be strong baby, it’s gonna be alright’ he kept saying those words, his mom’s words, to himself.
He couldn’t be so sure that things would be alright, still he had no choice but to believe. Down on his knees he stared blankly at the empty street, fighting his tears and he heard someone calling for him.
‘Yoseob-ah!’ hurried steps came closer and someone put him back on his feet. ‘You can’t run away like this, understand?’ the middle-aged woman said in a failed attempt to be friendly to the seven year-old boy.
He barely nodded and let her lead him to the building he was escaping from moments earlier. The reason why he was running wasn’t clear, not even for Yoseob himself. It’d been two days since he was taken away from home, from everything he had always known, taken away from her. As most of others young boys, his mother was Yoseob’ s world. Everything revolved around her. Their bond was even stronger that she was the only human being he ever had in his life. Yoseob never had a father like other children, he rarely felt the need to have one though because she was there.
The little boy wasn’t stupid. He knew his mother had some troubles. She kept on meeting wrong guys, getting wrong jobs, drinking wrong stuffs, but one thing she did right : loving her son. And Yoseob, as any other kid, had an undying faith in her.
The middle-aged woman settled him in the room he had been sitting all day, he was supposed to play, to draw, do whatever he wanted basically. However, all little Yoseob wanted was to see his mother. He had a list of things he wanted to say to her. He thought about it for two long days but his mother didn’t seem to come and inch by inch, the little boy was losing his faith.
‘You don’t wanna go and play with other kids Yoseob-ah?’ the same lady asked.
Still looking through the window he just shook his head. He’ll wait. Until she comes, he’ll wait.
‘I wanna see my mom first’ he said and she sighed.
‘I know you do. But you know that she might not be able to come, right?’ she asked with a worried look.
‘I know the judge will decide, but why would he take her away from me?’ suddenly he looked at her. The very second the boy had looked in her eyes, two days ago, she had noticed it. They were not childish eyes any more. He was a smart kid, but still a kid who probably grew up too fast each time he had to pick his drunk mother off of the floor. She felt bad for him, she always did, with every kid she met. There was nothing she could to convince him and she just turned on her heels and left.
Yoseob waited about three more hours, immobile and then he saw her. She was stepping out of a car and he rushed towards the front door, ran down the stairs, a smile on his face as she was only feet away. She knelt down on the pavement allowing him to bury his head in her neck. His little hands fisting his mom’s shirt while she was endlessly kissing his head.
‘I’m so sorry baby’ she said and tears streamed down her face. ‘I wish I was a better mom for you’
She was hugging him so tight Yoseob couldn’t understand how things could possibly be bad. After a while she pulled back and cupped his face with her hands.
‘I have to leave for a while’ she started and his eyes darkened. She was leaving, that was it. ‘but Seobie baby I promise I won’t let you down, alright?’ and all the poor boy could do was to nod.
The man who drove the car put his hand on her shoulder.
‘It’s time to go’ he just said and both mother and child winced.
The woman stood up and took a step back. By reflex Yoseob caught her hand with both of his and he pleaded.
‘Mom, wait. Please don’t go’ he was crying. All the tears he had fought since the very first day went pouring down. ‘I swear I’ll be good. I’ll do my homework and my chores and...’ suddenly he couldn’t remember what he had put on the list, everything went blank, as if he knew that was no use to plead. It was too late.
‘I love you baby’
She kissed his hands, and climbed into the car. She sent her son a kiss in the air, her whole body violently shaking with her sobs and the car was gone.
Yoseob stood there for a while staring at the empty spot where the car was parked earlier. His world just crashed down, it was a lot to take in. When he finally turned around he noticed a boy sitting on the steps that lead to the front door. He was looking at him quite expressionless. Yoseob hesitantly stepped forward, looking at the floor, his tears silently falling to his chin.
‘You shouldn’t be crying’ the boy finally spoke and Yoseob lifted his head and looked at him.
‘Why do you care?’ Yoseob tried to sound harsh but only managed to be weak. The other shrugged.
‘She obviously loves you. At least, she’ll be back’ he stated.
Yoseob sat down next to the other. It was the first time he spoke with someone here. He sniffled and used his sleeve to dry his cheeks. He knew he probably shouldn’t ask but curiosity was too strong.
‘W-what about yours?’ he stuttered.
‘Never minded to meet me’ the boy just replied and Yoseob frowned.
‘You... You don’t know her?’
‘Nope. I guess she wasn’t interested’ his tone was steady but Yoseob could see the pained look on the other’ s face. No matter what he said, the boy cared and he was hurt that his own mother never wanted to meet him. Who wouldn’t be?
‘Too bad for her’ the little one said.
Yoseob didn’t think as he put his hand over the other’ s that was resting on the concrete stair. He didn’t know why but this boy’ s eyes were somewhat reassuring. The other seemed surprised by the younger’ s action but laced their fingers together and smiled shyly. It felt good having someone by his side. For the first time in a while, Yoseob smiled back. A huge, beautiful, sparkling smile and the other boy’ s breath was caught up in his throat. All of a sudden, things weren’t that bad anymore. As long as you have someone the share the burden with, everything is alright, Yoseob felt it.
The front door opened and the Lady appeared behind them. She lifted her brows when she saw them together.
‘Seobie-ah, are you alright?’
Yoseob turned his head and nodded, smiling. She was taken off guards.
‘Do you want to come inside, I have to tell you about host families if you-’ she started but Yoseob spoke up.
‘Actually, I’d rather stay here if I can’ he said biting his lip. He was looking at the boy next to him and they both smiled shyly to each other, a bit confused about what they were feeling.
The woman stared down at them for a while but then she smiled, relieved. Both of them were quite lonely. She knew the older since he was a baby, never had a family on his own, he had always lived here. It’s been eight years but he never spoke with other children, always in his own little world. She had had the feeling that Yoseob would be as lonely as he was, and here she was proven wrong.
‘It’s okay, you can stay here as long as you want. But you and Doojoonie should get inside though’ she chuckled.
The two boys stood up and headed inside, Doojoon holding a tight grip on Yoseob’ s hand. She watched them disappear in the corridor, a warm feeling in her chest. She felt like she didn’t have to worry for them anymore.
Maybe these two were meant to be, she thought.