Drabble: Moving On (or have you?)
A/N: I just felt like writing something random, something that doesn't need much thought, to get my mind off Linger for a bit, and so I did. Pretty obvious whose POV this is. Not the kind of YulSic I like but when you're feeling crappy, anything goes.
Moving On (or have you?)
Delayed for reasons unknown, your flight from Gimpo arrives at Kansai International a little off schedule.
On any other given day, you would’ve been annoyed as patience is not one of your virtues. But oddly, you’re far from being frazzled. In fact, you wouldn’t even have given a damn if it had been further delayed, or better still, cancelled, as flights often are. No matter, since you’re already here, and you’re mentally prepped for whatever lies ahead.
You can do this. It’s only for the weekend.
Your feet like lead, you exit Customs and Baggage Claims, dragging your suitcase behind you.
There he is, looming up larger than life amidst a sea of faces at Arrivals- people who are waiting to receive friends and loved ones, just like him.
He grins from ear to ear, his eyes mere slits. Beside himself with exultation at the sight of you, his gorgeous girlfriend, he flails both arms in a bid to catch your attention; that look of pride on his face says it all.
You’re a little embarrassed. To you, waving like an idiot is not your idea of cool.
Dude, play it down, will you?
Donning a too-tight shirt with the name of the team he plays for emblazoned on the front, he’s one colossal bulk of a human being. With his Baymax-like stature, there’s not a chance that you would miss him out there anyway.
He jostles his way through the throng and presents himself in front of you.
Letting yourself be swept into his man arms for a hug, you stiffen as you cringe from the contact of his hard male torso against yours. Faltering and feeling wistful-you can’t help it when memories are still fresh-you go back to a time not too long ago when she was the one holding you, and her womanly softness had felt so right, so good.
Will I ever get used to this...him?
Too late to shy away, you force a smile when a sloppy kiss lands unexpectedly on your cheek, and he says, “I was worried when your flight was delayed.”
All around you, shutters clicking and blinding flashes from cameras go off simultaneously, breaking up your little reverie.
Needless to say, you’ve have been recognised.
Soon, this will be splashed all over the tabloids, circulating the Internet and making the rounds on fans’ social networking accounts: so-and-so of South Korea’s most popular girl group has just been spotted with her professional baseball player boyfriend in Japan, where the bloke is based.
You’re not really vindictive by nature, but since circumstances have driven you to being vengeful, wherever she may be-Hong Kong, NYC, Singapore, Thailand or China- you want that she hears of this.
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Moving On (or have you?)
Delayed for reasons unknown, your flight from Gimpo arrives at Kansai International a little off schedule.
On any other given day, you would’ve been annoyed as patience is not one of your virtues. But oddly, you’re far from being frazzled. In fact, you wouldn’t even have given a damn if it had been further delayed, or better still, cancelled, as flights often are. No matter, since you’re already here, and you’re mentally prepped for whatever lies ahead.
You can do this. It’s only for the weekend.
Your feet like lead, you exit Customs and Baggage Claims, dragging your suitcase behind you.
There he is, looming up larger than life amidst a sea of faces at Arrivals- people who are waiting to receive friends and loved ones, just like him.
He grins from ear to ear, his eyes mere slits. Beside himself with exultation at the sight of you, his gorgeous girlfriend, he flails both arms in a bid to catch your attention; that look of pride on his face says it all.
You’re a little embarrassed. To you, waving like an idiot is not your idea of cool.
Dude, play it down, will you?
Donning a too-tight shirt with the name of the team he plays for emblazoned on the front, he’s one colossal bulk of a human being. With his Baymax-like stature, there’s not a chance that you would miss him out there anyway.
He jostles his way through the throng and presents himself in front of you.
Letting yourself be swept into his man arms for a hug, you stiffen as you cringe from the contact of his hard male torso against yours. Faltering and feeling wistful-you can’t help it when memories are still fresh-you go back to a time not too long ago when she was the one holding you, and her womanly softness had felt so right, so good.
Will I ever get used to this...him?
Too late to shy away, you force a smile when a sloppy kiss lands unexpectedly on your cheek, and he says, “I was worried when your flight was delayed.”
All around you, shutters clicking and blinding flashes from cameras go off simultaneously, breaking up your little reverie.
Needless to say, you’ve have been recognised.
Soon, this will be splashed all over the tabloids, circulating the Internet and making the rounds on fans’ social networking accounts: so-and-so of South Korea’s most popular girl group has just been spotted with her professional baseball player boyfriend in Japan, where the bloke is based.
You’re not really vindictive by nature, but since circumstances have driven you to being vengeful, wherever she may be-Hong Kong, NYC, Singapore, Thailand or China- you want that she hears of this.
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