in the end it should be a good one
100 super junior fics challenge ★
because everyone needs some challenge in their life
sucking freezies in the rain
started november 20, 2007 (technically april 15, 2008)
progress 17/100
016 quiet places (yesung/ryeowook) yesung
he carries five or six books a bit awkwardly, being way too small for such a heavy load. everyone ignores him, walks around him. quietly, i follow him along, casually.
there's two sets of stairs and he makes it up the first. his pace has slowed and i've caught up to him by accident. it's easy to catch him before he breaks his face on the cement of the stairs.
"watch out," i warn him.
he looks up at me, looks like he's looking past me. "heechul hyung?" he frowns, i frown, open my mouth until a delicate hand touches the skin at the base of my neck and shoulder.
"ryeowook," a soft voice is behind me. i turn my head just enough to see dirty blond hair and a collar bone. i move away as the boy starts picking up his books.
heechul bends down beside him and collects a few. "my mom said you were attending. it's been a while since i saw you." he smiles, a strange smile that i don't think i've ever seen before, and i feel a bit jealous.
"yeah..." ryeowook takes the books from heechul and then looks straight at me for a couple of seconds. "i'm...going to be late..."
"we'll follow you," heechul says casually and wraps and arm around my shoulder softly. he keeps it there until we're halfway up the stairs and ryeowook isn't looking any more.
we fall in pace with one of us on each side of him. when he looks strained, i take the first few books off of his stack and carry them for him. heechul smiles at me, "that's kim jongwoon."
ryeowook turns his head. he's short and fragile, but in a completely different way than heechul. he's slender and innocent, naive, delicate, breakable. "i'm kim ryeowook," he smiles and he looks like he's about to extend a hand, remembers he's carrying books, and decideds to bow instead. "it's nice to meet you."
his smile is warm and there's nothing between that smile and him, no barrier, no mask, no hiding whatsoever. "jongwoon, this is my cousin, kim ryeowook. he's a freshman this year."
i nod my head slightly and half smile. i don't like it when heechul introduces me to people. it always means something and i never know until it's too late.
017 accidents (ryeowook/ryeowook) ryeowook
i know he's walking behind me and i lose my concentration when i know he's getting closer. i miss the first step, like an idiot, but he catches me. his touch is just i pictured, soft, caring. i lose my breath and stare up at him only to find a familiar set of wide eyes and feminine features.
"heechul hyung?"
then all i can focus on is him touching him. his hand on his neck, his hand at his back, until he's next to me and taking some of the books i'm carrying. heechul decides to take this time to introduce him to me. to introduce me to him. i have this feeling that heechul already knows everything, like he always knows.
when i get to class, i walk in, set the books down on the desk for my professor. when i look back, heechul is whispering in his ear softly and then brushing his lips on his cheek. before he turns to leave, both of them look back at me.
i try to smile but i don't think it works. heechul gets this look on his face, some sort of satisfaction, i can't ever tell. him, i can't tell at all; i don't know him. i know that's what heechul is trying to tell me, always tries to show me that i don't know anyone or anything. it's true.
i sit down in my usual seat, front row, three spaces right of the middle. the other kids filter in slowly.
ryeowook,
i tell myself,
forget about it. forget about it. forget about him, and them, and them together, and him. there's no use thinking about him, or them, or him. what will it do?
nothing, ryeowook,
i tell myself.
ryeowook,
it's time to stop trying to do things you know you can't. you never succeed, you just aren't good enough for things like that. you knew that the moment heechul made you feel like you were going to die with just a few words.
just a few words, that's all it took.
he'll spin my world around if he wants to. just like he is now.
just forget about it.
← a trophy of mercy is a trophy no more ★ a banquet for the shadows →
because everyone needs some challenge in their life
sucking freezies in the rain
started november 20, 2007 (technically april 15, 2008)
progress 17/100
016 quiet places (yesung/ryeowook) yesung
he carries five or six books a bit awkwardly, being way too small for such a heavy load. everyone ignores him, walks around him. quietly, i follow him along, casually.
there's two sets of stairs and he makes it up the first. his pace has slowed and i've caught up to him by accident. it's easy to catch him before he breaks his face on the cement of the stairs.
"watch out," i warn him.
he looks up at me, looks like he's looking past me. "heechul hyung?" he frowns, i frown, open my mouth until a delicate hand touches the skin at the base of my neck and shoulder.
"ryeowook," a soft voice is behind me. i turn my head just enough to see dirty blond hair and a collar bone. i move away as the boy starts picking up his books.
heechul bends down beside him and collects a few. "my mom said you were attending. it's been a while since i saw you." he smiles, a strange smile that i don't think i've ever seen before, and i feel a bit jealous.
"yeah..." ryeowook takes the books from heechul and then looks straight at me for a couple of seconds. "i'm...going to be late..."
"we'll follow you," heechul says casually and wraps and arm around my shoulder softly. he keeps it there until we're halfway up the stairs and ryeowook isn't looking any more.
we fall in pace with one of us on each side of him. when he looks strained, i take the first few books off of his stack and carry them for him. heechul smiles at me, "that's kim jongwoon."
ryeowook turns his head. he's short and fragile, but in a completely different way than heechul. he's slender and innocent, naive, delicate, breakable. "i'm kim ryeowook," he smiles and he looks like he's about to extend a hand, remembers he's carrying books, and decideds to bow instead. "it's nice to meet you."
his smile is warm and there's nothing between that smile and him, no barrier, no mask, no hiding whatsoever. "jongwoon, this is my cousin, kim ryeowook. he's a freshman this year."
i nod my head slightly and half smile. i don't like it when heechul introduces me to people. it always means something and i never know until it's too late.
017 accidents (ryeowook/ryeowook) ryeowook
i know he's walking behind me and i lose my concentration when i know he's getting closer. i miss the first step, like an idiot, but he catches me. his touch is just i pictured, soft, caring. i lose my breath and stare up at him only to find a familiar set of wide eyes and feminine features.
"heechul hyung?"
then all i can focus on is him touching him. his hand on his neck, his hand at his back, until he's next to me and taking some of the books i'm carrying. heechul decides to take this time to introduce him to me. to introduce me to him. i have this feeling that heechul already knows everything, like he always knows.
when i get to class, i walk in, set the books down on the desk for my professor. when i look back, heechul is whispering in his ear softly and then brushing his lips on his cheek. before he turns to leave, both of them look back at me.
i try to smile but i don't think it works. heechul gets this look on his face, some sort of satisfaction, i can't ever tell. him, i can't tell at all; i don't know him. i know that's what heechul is trying to tell me, always tries to show me that i don't know anyone or anything. it's true.
i sit down in my usual seat, front row, three spaces right of the middle. the other kids filter in slowly.
ryeowook,
i tell myself,
forget about it. forget about it. forget about him, and them, and them together, and him. there's no use thinking about him, or them, or him. what will it do?
nothing, ryeowook,
i tell myself.
ryeowook,
it's time to stop trying to do things you know you can't. you never succeed, you just aren't good enough for things like that. you knew that the moment heechul made you feel like you were going to die with just a few words.
just a few words, that's all it took.
he'll spin my world around if he wants to. just like he is now.
just forget about it.
← a trophy of mercy is a trophy no more ★ a banquet for the shadows →