Cupid
Cupid
Click to view"Another day to go, another year to go....Would you look at me again? I can't forget you. I can't stop thinking about you. Like a fool, I'm still in love with you. Me..... More than you." - CNBLUE (More Than You)
February 11, 2010
It’s three days before February 14th.
A man clad entirely in black glides smoothly above the foggy yet bright Seoul night. He continuously aims bow and shoots his arrows diligently. He doesn’t need to focus on his target. His arrows will always find its way to the person needing his help.
The season may be winter but this man, and definitely gorgeous by the way, doesn’t seem to mind the cold. He seems to be too intent with what he’s doing; shooting arrows randomly, that he stretches his wings further to gain more speed.
He needs to hurry up. The more people being hit by his precious arrows, the happier his Big Bosses will be.
So who is he? Who’s this extremely handsome man flying through the cold winter night and the most bizarre of all, how come the human beings seem to not notice him?
No. He’s definitely not an assassin. After all, he’s not entirely human.
So who really is he?
He…..is Cupid, the messenger of Love.
But why he’s dressed in black? He doesn’t know that too. Ever since he started this mission of his he was always wearing black. Black coat, black shirt, black pants, black shoes……his wings are even black.
In fact, he doesn’t understand why humans associate him with the color white.
Well, these humans definitely got it wrong. Besides, black is sexier.
So back to our Dark Cupid, he decides to stop his shooting spree and flies down to this building across the famous Namsam Tower. He folds his wings and sits on the edge, sweeping his eyes slowly at the view presented to him, glittering Seoul nightlife.
“Three days to go.” He mutters monotonously.
He removes the arrow case that hangs on his back and continues to observe his surroundings. His blonde hair fluttering lightly, not minding the cold breeze at all.
Seoul is beautiful at night. It’s bright and full of activity. People are rushing in to ride the trains or the buses, eager to go home. Home…….To where they will be welcomed with open arms….to the warmth of the person they love.
“Love.” He whispers curiously.
Funny, he’s the legendary Cupid but contrary to what humans think he isn’t even an inch of the romantic symbol they imagined him to be.
He’s not that cute baby boy wearing those horrendous diapers or that ladies man sprouting cheesy lines here and there.
He’s not the symbol of Love. He just……..shoots Love. It’s like…… a job? He is just a being happened to be called Cupid and he happens to wear black and not white.
All he knew is that he woke up in this world and understood that his mission in life is to forever shooting his arrows for this important need the humans can’t live without.
Love.
He suddenly squint his eyes, narrowing them as he notices a sudden movement on top of the building across from him.
A woman clad in a wedding dress is standing on top of the Namsam Tower and she seems to be shouting. Curious, he spreads his wings and hurriedly flies toward her. He lands his feet lightly on top on the railings effortlessly and continues to observe this slightly drunk woman ranting a few feet from him. He also notes she is hovering quite dangerously near the edge of the railings. One false move and she’ll go all the way down.
“Stupid. Idiot. You’re such a loser SeoJoohyun!” The woman rattles angrily while shivering in the cold.
“People around you warned about your fiancé but you never listened. And now what? There isn’t any wedding because the groom prefers the best man’s balls over your pussy! Screw you Kwanghee!”
The woman proceeds to spew out curses and even throws the finger in the air.
His lips twitch slightly, amused at the profanities the weird woman is saying. He shakes his head before grabbing an arrow. Well, it seems like this woman needs a shot of his “love” arrows. His Big Bosses will definitely frown if he will not help this lady. They don’t fail to nag remind him every day about the importance of his job.
“There is no life without love Cupid! So shoot shoot shoot those lovely arrows of yours.”
He is about ready to take an aim when the queer woman suddenly turns around and surprises him.
“Who the hell are you?”
Shocked that he was seen, Cupid unintentionally exposes his wings. The woman gasps in surprise but in the process loses her footing and finds herself screaming for her life as she rapidly falls down to the ground. For a second, he froze before snapping out of his daze. He hurriedly flies down; his right arm stretching forward as he tries to grab the woman’s flailing hands.
“I got you!” He shouts, grabbing both of her arms and envelopes her in his embrace as he flies them to a safer ground.
He didn’t notice how the girl stares at him in amazement the whole time they were flying. Who wouldn’t? You were just cursing about your gay fiancé when this handsome man in black appears and he happens to have wings. And he just saved her from being a distorted rag doll a few minutes ago.
Is this is it? After her 23 years of existence, she is going to die miserable at love and the Angel of Death has come tonight to fetch her?
“Wait…” The woman says softly. “Are you…..the Angel of Death?”
He didn’t answer right away. He finds a church and he decides they land there. He circles the area twice before choosing to just swoop inside the church. He puts her carefully on one of the pews and just observes her quietly with him still floating above her. The woman didn’t even bother to hide she’s ogling at his massive black wings.
“I’m not the Angel of Death.” He corrects her.
“Deh?!” She squeaks fearfully. “I-If I’m not going to die……Then…why…who…….WHAT are you?”
“I’m Cupid.”
“WHAT?!” The woman screeches in disbelief. “Why…..why do you look so gloomy and sad for a Cupid?”
He tips his head to the side slightly, a confused frown etched on his lips. “What do you mean?”
“You’re wearing black! I thought you were the Angel of Death!”
“Too much prejudice.” Cupid replies with a roll of his eyes. He catches her off guard when he suddenly swishes down and hover his face very near to hers. She nervously bites her lips as the man who calls himself as Cupid scrutinizes her quietly.
“Do you need love right now?” Cupid asks her out of the blue.
“I-HUH?!”
Cupid blinks his eyes nonchalantly and asks her again. “I said, do you need love right now?”
“Why would you ask me that?”
“Because I saw you crying earlier.Swearing at your gay fiancé, at the world and even at love.”
And as if being splashed by a bucket of cold water, she suddenly remembered what she was doing earlier. She suddenly feels heavy, her chest feels tight and without any warning she starts sobbing miserably in front of him.
“I’m so stupid! There were signs already but I pretended to be blind. We were supposed to have our wedding today but that never happened. My ex-fiancé is somewhere here in Seoul fucking with his male lover while here I am; cold, husband less and still a virgin!””
He coughs discreetly as the woman continues to wail her miseries. He doesn’t need to listen to the status of her sex life. He’s just here to shoot Love and not act as her psychologist.
“So-“
“I retained my purity just for him! I didn’t force myself to have sex with him during our five year relationship. FIVE YEARS! No matter how much I hear that pre-marital sex is okay, I did not give in because I wanted my first time to be special.”
“You-“
“What bullshit! I thought he was just being a perfect gentleman but the truth was he can’t really do it with me. You know what I saw today? My groom to be enjoying his best man’s balls inside the parlor’s comfort room. I wanted to puke when I saw it. Why did I even fell in love? Why? Why? WHY???”
She turns to him angrily, her stare is in a way accusing him. “If you’re really Cupid, then why did you let fall in love with the wrong person?”
He frowns as he watches the girl continues to cry hysterically in front of him. Why indeed? Humans are weird. They want to be in love, so the Big Bosses order him to give humans Love. But then, they got hurt, they question love and now they don’t want to be in love. Why do people have to get hurt when they are in love?
He pulls out a handkerchief, also black, from his breast pocket and gives it to her. The woman takes it gratefully and wipes her tears. Somehow, he hates seeing this woman sad. He looks around and notices a flower vase near the altar. He soars toward the altar and grabs a white lily from the vase. He goes back to the crying woman and hands her the flower. The woman looks at him questioningly. He puts the flower on her hand and floats away from her.
“What is this for?” She asks.
“I see human males giving flowers to crying human girls so I’m just copying them. You are crying miss so I hope that flower, even if it’s stolen from an altar, will make you smile a little.”
He said it with too much seriousness and formality that it made the woman giggle.
“Are you sure you’re really Cupid? You don’t sound romantic at all.”
“I am Cupid. And I do my job really well. As long as I keep shooting my arrows then my Big Bosses will be happy.”
“………………………Do you love what you’re doing Cupid?” The woman asks curiously.
“I-“He remains quiet as he digests her question. He clears his throat and looks at her squarely.
“I opened my eyes one day and heard voices telling me that my purpose of my existence is to make sure that every single human being in this world will be in love. For many years, I’ve been doing this job diligently and my Big Bosses never complained with my performance. As long as I did my job well then I’m okay.”
“But are you happy?”
“……I’m satisfied.” He answers firmly.
“But that’s still not being happy.” She argues back. “You just view it as a job.”
His eyebrows rose up, his wings flapping in agitation. Is this woman telling him he is not doing a good job of being Cupid? The nerve of this person.
“Are you questioning my capabilities?” He questions her incredulously.
“Ahniyo. I just believed that when you do something happily, you won’t view it as work.”
“But this is my job! To shoot arrows of love to lonely human beings. Without me, as what my Big Bosses said,” He quotes with his fingers “There won’t be life without love.”
“Have you ever been in love?” She counters back.
A beat of silence before he answers back heatedly.
“Do I have to so that I can deliver well my mission? I don’t think so! And why are you suddenly curious with whatever I’ve been doing with my life, Human? Besides, you should not even be talking to me. Or even see me!”
“Yah, calm down Cupid. I’m only asking. I’m sorry if I offended you in any way. Please forgive me.”
“…………………………..Apology accepted.”
They were quiet for a bit when he notices the woman fidgeting on her seat. She keeps on rubbing her bare arms and tries to adjust huge skirt of her wedding dress.
“Are you cold Miss……..”
“Seo Joohyun. But please call me Seohyun.”
“Are you cold Miss Seohyun?”
“Uhm…Deh.” She answers sheepishly. “Can……Can you take me home? If only it’s okay with you. It’s very late and I doubt there will be cabs passing in this area-Woah!”
He swiftly swoops in and carries her in his arms. He pulled her closer to his chest, like a man carrying a small child, and flies out of the church.
It’s extremely cold but SeoJoohyun can only slightly feel that for Cupid’s body is so warm. She snuggles closer, burying her face to his chest as he soars them higher to the sky, passing by large group of clouds and even a plane.
“Where do you live?” He asks loudly, his wings flap strongly against the wind.
“Cheongdam-dong! It’s an attic house!”
Half an hour later, he finally locates the correct house and lands lightly on his feet in front of her door. He puts her feet on the ground and let her open the door. Once she unlocks the door, he quickly turns around to leave but feels her warm hand touching his own.
“Don’t leave.” She begs meekly, her eyes staring at his shoes. “I don’t want to be alone tonight.”
He knows this is already beyond his usual duties as Cupid but strangely, he cannot seem to say no to this Miss. Maybe because he knows she’s feeling sad right now and is just seeking for a company. He looks down at his watch. Two hours to go before midnight.
“One hour and then I’ll leave.”
“Kahmsamnida.” She says thankfully. She pulls his hand and leads her inside her house.
“My house is small and it’s a bit cluttered right now. I’m sorry about that.”
She quickly runs to her room and locks it, leaving him standing awkwardly in the middle of her living room. His dark ensemble immediately stands out because almost everything is white except for the yellow couch. He walks to a drawer full of sunflower pictures. He leans down and stares at each picture curiously.
“Miss Seohyun seems to love sunflowers.” He mutters to himself.
He hears the door opening so he turns around. Seohyun emerges from her room wearing an oversized knitted sweater in white and black leggings that reach her knees. She smiles in delight when she notices him standing near her sunflower pictures.
“You saw my recent obsession!” She giggles sheepishly.
He steps away from the drawer and walks toward the yellow couch.
“May I sit Miss Seohyun?”
“Sure! Feel comfortable while I make some Ma shake. Oh! Hand me your coat first. I’ll hang it for you.”
He becomes silent as he stares at her removing his coat for her. She gives him a smile before hanging his coat.
“I’ll be right back!”
From his position on her yellow couch, he follows her movements quietly in her kitchen. It seems that Miss Seohyun often makes Ma shake for she just did it very quickly. Chop a few apples, put some ma and milk on the blender, put the sliced apples inside the blender and turn on the blender.
He continues on watching her as she carries to mugs, handed him one and sits beside him.
“Try it please. It’s very delicious and healthy. I promise.”
He cautiously takes a sip as she watches him drink. He sips again before gulping the entire drink in one go. Seohyun giggles when she notices a white mustache on his face. Without thinking, she reaches her right hand and wipes the stain for him.
He blinks his eyes in surprise while Seohyun immediately withdraws her hand when she realizes what she just did. She hangs her head low while trying to look at him sideways. But she just looks away immediately for Cupid just stares at her intently.
“I’m……….” He starts. “I’m not some, as what you humans call it, some rebound Miss Seohyun.”
“I know you are feeling sad and lonely but being……….flirty, I’m sorry for the term, won’t solve or erase your heartache immediately.”
SeoJoohyun hangs her head lower. He is not even saying it harshly but she feels very much ashamed. She wipes her tears quietly as she tries not to let him hear her sniffles. Paboyeoja. What made her think of flirting with THE Cupid? He puts a finger under her chin and raises her face to look at him.
“There are many guys out there Miss Seohyun. You only got hurt by one man. You will love again.”
“Jjinja?” She asks doubtfully. He wipes the tears falling on her cheeks as he nods.
“Of course. If you like, I will shoot your heart now so that it will start beating again for whoever that guy will be.”
She giggles but shakes her head. “No. Not yet. Maybe in the future, okay?”
“Are you sure?” He frowns. “My arrows are really powerful. They will find your love right away.”
“Hahahahha. Now you sound like a real Cupid. You’re all love lovelove!”
He huffs and rolls his eyes, crossing his arms in front of his chest. SeoJoohyun giggles as she drinks up the rest of her Ma shake.
They spend the remaining time just sitting comfortably on the couch in silence. He patiently waits for the moment to leave while she ponders quietly on today’s events. He looks at his watch his again. It’s five minutes till midnight. He looks to his right when he feels her head on his shoulder.
Seo Joohyun is sleeping. Her head on his shoulder.
And for a split second, he has this sudden want to not leave. Forget he’s Cupid and stay like this, sitting on her couch and letting her sleep and lean her head on his shoulder.
And he realizes, it actually feels good doing something like this. Something….human like. Going home to someone, eating meals, drinking healthy drinks, talking and not talking at all.
As long as you’re with ………………….perhaps with someone that……you know? Perhaps you love?
He gasps in disbelief and looks at her sleeping face.
“Am I…….Is this……Is this what you call……feelings?” He asks in wonder, marveled with this strange discovery.
But the time for realizations needs to be cut short. He has to leave. He still has a job to do. He is still needed by a lot of people. A huge number of people are still looking for love badly needs his arrows.
He carefully removes her head from his shoulder and let her body lean on the couch. He crouches in front of her and puts a hand on her cheek.
“I’m feeling strange right now. It’s too alien for me.” He whispers gently. “Don’t give up on love Miss. From now on, I won’t be just randomly shooting my arrows. I’ll make sure that every person who will be hit will really find their love. And…..I’ll do my best to love what I’m doing. Goodbye.”
He looks around the room quietly before walking towards the door. He soundlessly spreads his wings and flies away.
“Wait!!!”
He immediately stops and looks down to find SeoJoohyun leaning at her balcony.
“Will I ever see you again?” She asks him sadly.
He smiles faintly. “Maybe.”
“Don’t forget about me Cupid. Okay? I will never forget you. And hit me those arrows of yours in the future. Ahrasseo?”
“I will.”
They stare at each other some more when he suddenly plunges down and hover in front of her, their faces near to each other. And without warning, he closes the distance between them and places a soft kiss on her lips. It was short yet sweet. Quick yet the feel of his lips were lingering.
The moment feels poignant that SeoJoohyun has this sudden urge to cry.
He slowly pulls back and places his fingers on her cheek, caressing it tenderly.
“Is this really happening? Cupid kissing me?” She asks him in amazement. He smiles then puts his hand over her eyes.
“Goodnight SeoJoohyun.”
Brrrrriiiinnggggggggg.
She abruptly wakes up from her bed and looks around her room. Her alarm clock ringing angrily from her bedside table. She turns it off and observes her room again. Everything looks the same. Was it a dream? Her phones buzzes, indicating a message came in. She grabs and reads a message from her college friend, expressing their sadness that her wedding with Kwangee didn’t happen. She throws her phone to her side and leaves her bed. She’s about to put on her bedroom slippers when she notices something on the floor.
Her heart gives a loud thud as she reaches out her hand to pick it. A wide smile suddenly forms on her lips and she sighs in relief.
“So it was really not a dream!” She looks affectionately at the object in her hand.
A single black feather.
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February 11, 2013
Three years later…..
“Aigoo! Why it’s so cold?” A 26 year old SeoJoohyun complains as she carries her newly ordered plastic sunflowers down the streets.
A lot has happened in three years. She decided to quit her job in the law firm and became a full pledged photographer. She still lives on her attic house but by stroke of luck, SeoJoohyun the photographer became a hit, she finally has the money to renovate that attic house of hers.
She andKwanghee are friends again. They even became BFFs that Kwanghee even made her his maid of honor on HIS wedding. Funny right?
She usually goes on dates but never progressed to something serious. If asked why, she just shrugs and says “Maybe it’s not yet time.”
“Achoo!” She sneezes. “Aish, I can’t get sick! I have too many deadlines to ca-“
A car suddenly zooms by, almost knocking her by the hip if it wasn’t for a man grabbing her by the shoulders and throws a protective arm around her. Unfortunately for her plastic sunflowers, they were unceremoniously thrown to the air, making it look like it was raining sunflowers.
“Oh my God! What a jerk of a driver!” Seohyun rattles disdainfully. She detaches herself from the man and looks at her sunflowers in dismay.
“Oh no! They’re dirty now. Hmp. Nevermind.” She turns to her savior to thank him. “NomeoukahmsamnidaAhju-“
She gasps in disbelief, her eyes widening in astonishment. The black coat, the black pants, the black shoes, the bow and arrow, the blonde hair, the face……and the black wings!
“Cupid?!”
“Deh?” The man asks in surprise. “Ah…..you mean my costume?”
He removes the wings that were clipped on to his back and the bow and arrow props. He grins at her sheepishly and she can’t help but stare at his snaggletooth.
Cute.
“Our restaurant is newly opened. My father thought of a gimmick to attract customers so my other 3 bothers and I were forced to wear these costumes. So here I am, your Dark Cupid at your service.”
“Oh…….” She says faintly.
“By the way, are you okay miss? Are you not hurt somewhere? I swear, drivers these days are too reckless.”
“I…..uhm….I’m okay…….”
“Let me help you gather your flowers.” He offers before crouching down to pick the sunflowers. She crouches down hurriedly and helps him.
“By the way……..” The familiar looking man asks her. “What’s your name?”
“Seohyun. My name is SeoJoohyun………and you?”
He wipes his hand against the sleeves of his coat and offers it. “Yonghwa. My name is Jung Yonghwa.”
She stares at his offered hand for a bit before nodding and accepts it for a shake. The moment there palms touch; a slight breeze passes between them. She gasps and looks at him. She’s sure he notices it too. And he is still not letting go of her hand.
“Did you feel that Seohyun-ssi? The wind?”
“N-ne….” She stutters nervously. Her eyes grew bigger when he holds her hand tighter and suddenly leans forward.
“This may sound cheesy………But I think I got hit by Cupid’s arrow. And now, I don’t want to let go of your hand. Ahni, I don’t want to let you go at all.”
She tries not to but in the end, she still let out a giggle. Yonghwa laughs but still didn’t let go of her hand. She stares at him some more when she notices the necklace that he’s wearing and its pendant.
A small black feather.
“We serve Ma shakes by the way. Do you drink that? My dad is a health freak so he even included Ma Shakes on our menu. Uhm…..would you like to come inside and have a drink…….with me?”
SeoJoohyun stares at the familiar face before letting out a dazzling smile, her eyes sparkling brightly.
“I would love too.”
“Great!” Yonghwa exclaims happily, his snaggletooth showing again.
“And you know what?” She leans forward. People were giving them odd looks as the two of still are crouching on the cold cement, the sunflowers already forgotten.
“What?” Yonghwa whispers.
“I think I got hit by Cupid’s arrow too.”
A street beggar happens to pass by, pushing his trolley of garbage when he hears their conversation.
“My God, the two of you are too cheesy! Get a life!”
The End.
A/N:
Haller. It’s uri YongSeo’s third anniversary! *throws confetti*
And today is also our third YongSeo fanfic project. What can I say? Everything related to YongSeo is full of coincidence, destined, fated and all synonyms connecting to fates. Kekekekekeke.
I would like to thank BlackDragonYong (Dvee) for letting me borrow her laptop. LOL.
Raj unnie and Vida chingu for acting as my “informants” regarding YongSeospazz and took the time to ask in Twitter what is the theme for the fanfic project since yours truly doesn’t have internet. Thank you!
Thanks to Erika, Liaunnie and even Trish (I miss you like so much!!!) for coloring my TL and still have the time to tweet with me. I promise, I’ll buy a tab soon.
To all the fanficwriters, continue creating YongSeo stories. It actually helps in times we miss YongSeo.
Woah…..three years and we are still here Gogumas. Strong and getting stronger. Our boat is still sailing oh so well. I’m actually overwhelmed with all the spazzes we’re getting. Kyaaahhhh!!!
I know we wish for YongSeo to just go public but then we have to remember, a lot will be at stake right? So my dear chinggus, let’s protect uriYongSeo okay? No matter how obvious the clues are, let’s try to shield them from haters and stupid netizens.
Remember, to be in a relationship is not a scandal. It is actually a blessing and should be celebrated.
So let’s celebrate whatever state of relationship YongSeo have now. May it remain forever and may Jung Yonghwa, SeoJoohyun, CNBLUE and SNSD achieve all the dreams they still haven’t fulfilled.
YongSeo Forever!
Until next time and don’t forget to comment. :3
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