Hand Of Sorrow Series
Phase 2: Bewitched
"Don't! Don! Modeun ge don sesang Won ane gadhin nuh What is your mind
You outta control What is your mind
Jebal juwireul dorabwa juhlmangui nunbichi boijanha
Stop bangin' my head My eyes gone red"
Startled by the burst of music, Siwon sat up straight to the sound of his cellphone ringing. Confused he looked around, his eyes searching - and yes - yearning for him, but he couldn't find him. He was nowhere to be seen. As his eyes swept across the room in avail wandering from one nook to another corner as he searched and searched, it dawned to him,
a dream.. he silently cursed himself for allowing hope - as little as it was - of ever wishing for the happiness of then. back then as he reached out for the cellphone still blaring off and answered the call.
"SIWON-AH!!! WE'RE ALL WAITING FOR YOU. come to the dance studio, we cant start without you" Kangin's voice a yell before Siwon heard the click on the other end of the line.
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Walking into the dance studio where the 12 members of Super Junior were practicing, Siwon's eyes scanned the crowd for one face.
At the front of the studio, leaning against the mirror wall, his eyes found their refuge; Donghae.
"Siwon-ah.. join, join" Eetuk called from the front of the room, and he nodded slightly, falling into steps next to Kyuhun. His heart partially focused on his steps, his eyes strayed to Donghae once more. Tracing his eyes over him, his messy hair from the excessive dancing. his eyes relishing in the cool water bottle pressed against them. A drop of perspiration gliding down his neck as he tilted his head to gulp down the water. An-
"Siwon! You're not focused.. " His arms resting at his hips, Eetuk called out to Siwon, a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"ah! hyung, sorry. My headache from this morning-" Siwon trailed off, asking Eetuk for forgiveness, as the latter nodded towards the front of the studio. Recognizing his message, Siwon slightly bowed his head and made way to the front of the room, where Donghae was standing.
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Donghae watched as Siwon walked through the door to the dance studio, and felt that the latter was searching for something. or someone.
He's not searching for me.. He could - never see me.
Donghae closed his eyes in hope of reliving one memory, as he had done a million times before.
last time, he swore to himself as his mind turned back to 3 years ago.
Their first meeting was at the SM Trainee dance studio, 3 years prior. Donghae had slept in that day and was still drowsy when he entered the studio. Sleepily, his eyes had scanned the room in search of Eyunhuk, his best friend, since auditioning. Having found him at the other end of the studio, and since everyone was on break, called out to eyunhuk.
"Hea! you're late! slept in ah?!" Eyunhuk called out teasingly as he drew closer. Teasing him back on how eyunhuk always sleeps in, Donghae joined in the conversation with the rest of the group Hyuk was standing with. As his eyes swept across the crowd of the familiar faces, his gaze swept past, then did a double take on one form in the crowd.
"yah,Eyunhuk! who's that?" He inquired after taking in the image of the man standing before him, talking to someone beside him, each smile accompanied with twin dimples.
"ah! Siwon-sshi" Eyunhuk paused his conversation with Kibum, long enough to answer Hae's question then returned back to his earlier discussion.
Ever since, Donghae thought bitterly, EVER SINCE. He gulped down half of the water bottle in his hand and bit his lip in an attempt to silent his wailing heart and closed his eyes, nudging them, slightly with the bottle of ice cold water - praying to whomEVER might be up THERE to not let him make a fool out of himself by crying at the sight of Siwon's face.
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He slid down the mirrored wall, and grabbed a water bottle at his feet, then emptied half of it onto his dehydrated tongue, in an attempt to soothe the coarse feeling at the back of his throat. Siwon stole a quick glance at Donghae, who's eyes were still closed and relishing in the feel of the cold against his eyes.
He cleared his throat, in an attempt to grab his attention, and, when, all he received was ignorance, he called out,
"Donghae.. " tilting his face up slightly to look at the man that once gave all his love to him.
Donghae slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the feel of the loss of the feel of ice cold against skin, looked sideways at him. Glad to finally have his eyes on him, Siwon decided to strike up a conversation.
"How hav-"
[Dareun saram piryo eobseo naneun geunyang neorago (Neorago)Dashi hanbeon mooreo bwado naneun geunyang neorago (Neorago)
Imi neoneun dareun saranghaeggejjiman Neorago)
Nohchil sooga eobseo dashi dorikil soo eobseo Oh~ (Neorago)
Nae noonbichi ddeugeoweodeon soongane (Neorago)
Gaseum gipeun moseul bakdeon soongane (Neorago)]
At the sound of the phone ringing and the vibration in his pocket - a smile breaking upon his lips at the sight of the caller ID - (yes, the very same that he had when he kissed him, that time in his car 2 years ago) Donghae offered a simple nod to Siwon, and proceeded in accepting the call. At the sight of him smiling so happily at the call from another man, his heart pummeled down to the bottom of his stomach. Just when he felt that he can't hurt more than this, Donghae, with his twinkling eyes and charming smile, spoke into the speaker,
"Kibum-sshi"