Vase
Title: Vase (I still can’t think of an appropriate title! =_=;)
Pairing: KyuSung
Genre: Romance, AU
Rating: G
Length: one-shot
Prompt: Vases
Summary: 1. Kyuhyun finally meets Jongwoon, the son of his deceased nanny, and the latter decides to take care of the other.
Note: First time writing in this style!! POV’s!!! might contain errors.. I'm not sure XD
Dedicated to: My Mom Bianca sujulovenl (who’s writing KyuSung again! Mom I love you so much!)
Kid!Kyuhyun and Jongwoon
Kyuhyun’s POV
Why can’t they just give me what I want? I just want to buy the new game for my console!
“Mom, please let us buy that game now,” I pleaded, “I really want to play that game badly...”
“Kyu... we can’t today. We just brought you a new game last week right?” Mom argued.
“I already finished it!” I can’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment saying that to Mom, “I want to buy that new one.... please?” There I used the “please” word with matching puppy dog eyes, she can’t say no now^^
“Sorry Kyu but we can’t today... I am expecting someone to come here today, it is really important,” Mom tried explain to me but no effect since my want for that game is so high that I can call it a need already.
I my eyebrows frowned waiting for my mother to see my reaction, maybe by throwing tantrums I would get what I want but nothing happened. I started stomping my feet but Mom didn’t look at me because she was busy talking with one of the maid. I glared to her, as evilly as I can, and she stopped talking, she was scared of my glare just like every people I know except Dad, Mom and Sis.
“Cho Kyuhyun, that is very rude,” Mom reprimanded. Before getting Mom angrier I rolled my eyes and casted my look at the newly brought vase displayed in our living room along with the others. Great, another thing to destroy! I don’t know why but I have a tendency to break vases in our house whenever I’m not getting what I want. Maybe I got this from playing a lot of games where you can get extras or power ups from breaking things, I know this is very harmful and a waste of money but I can’t stop doing it and Dad doesn’t got angry before saying to Mom who is raging that it is the way that I release stress and it does.
I heard the main door open but I didn’t give a look as I strode my way to the new vase that I wanted to break. When I got near it I carefully look at its design, it is simpler and maybe cheaper than the other vases that I broke before but its simplicity greatly attracts me. Its sapphire and ruby colors are contrasting yet it is complimenting each other perfectly. I look at the other vases which are a lot eye-catching, detailed and expensive than the one in front of me but they didn’t garner any interest from me unlike the one in front of me. I caught a glimpse of Mom seeing that she is looking at me and already shaking her head knowing I’m going to break the vase so I forced my hand to slowly push the vase as guilt started to engulf me even though I haven’t broke it yet. When I pushed it out of the stand I closed my eyes not wanting to see the vase that seems dear to me for whatever reason it is, I don’t know. After a few seconds instead of hearing a crashing or breaking sound I heard a sigh of relief instead. When I opened my eyes I saw a short boy almost hugging to his body the vase that he saved. I didn’t even feel that a small smile crept to my lips seeing that the vase is safe on the other boy’s hands but I felt it since the smile got bigger when I saw the other smiling to me.
Jongwoon's POV
I did expect that this will be the thing that will welcome me to my supposed to be new “home” after my Mother told me about that Kyuhyun. Well before going to this house, well mansion, a maid was sent to me by Mr. and Mrs. Cho who were the masters of my mother before she recently died because of some stupid sickness. Of course I cried like every child does when they are losing something they love just like a favourite toy, or a parent, for my case. And to think I already lost my Father.
I tried to show braveness and calmness that was the same level as the adults, just like what my Father showed when he was the one suffering, not wanting I or Mother to worry for him even if he's in the brink of dying. I stood beside Mother when she was still alive in the hospital, waiting for a little miracle that she could escape the cruel disease that was taking her away from me.
During my Mother’s last moments she told me, “Jongwoon... I think I’m going now...” she sat on the hospital bedroom, wires attached to different parts of her body. Even though she looked very sick, my mother was still very beautiful.
“Where Mother? Where are you going?” I asked while trying to hide the tremor in my voice. I’m trying to show naiveté even though I already know what she means.
After hearing my question I finally saw my Mother smile genuinely once again after a very long period of time, “I’m going to your Father. I’m finally going to see him again.”
“You love Father that much, right?” I sobbed.
“I do, just like how much I love Jongwoon..." she held my baby-like hands, similar to hers.
If you love me, you wouldn't leave me, I thought while my grip on her hands tightened. I don't have the rights to forsake my mother for wanting to go to the place where father was because they love each other. They love each other too much that my father left the wealthy life and millions of inheritance if he'll marry some daughter of an equally rich business partner of his father. They love each other too much that my mother gave up her dream to become a very famous idol if she'll marry some rich man whose also a director and producer. They love each other so much that I was born in this amazing world, giving me a chance to experience so many great things in life.
"I love you and Father so much too, that I'm willing to let you go," I sincerely said. Tears kept on flowing out of my eyes but I still managed to smile. I was taught to be strong and more things in life, that I'll need in order to live happily. I also learned by myself to smile even if I'm hurt or sad.
"Thank you my son," my mother's smile got wider, her body was to pale and weak but her eyes were still burning brightly, "I have talked with the Cho family and asked them to help you... They have promised to take care of you." She coughed and I let one of my small hands caressed her back. "I'm sure you and Kyuhyun will be great friends."
"Kyuhyun?" I asked, tasting the sound of that name dripping out of my lips.
She nodded, "He's younger than you but he acts very matured for someone his age. He loves video games and causing troubles. You have no idea how much he likes breaking vases," Mother giggled as she reminiscence about that Kyuhyun, "I got a room near their basement where I keep every vase that he breaks and I try to stick them back together."
"He sounded like a brat," I scorned, not wanting the fact that another person can make my Mother laugh. "And you're hopeless in fixing things."
"He's very cute, intelligent and passionate too," she replied. She noticed my expression changed and she pinched my cheeks, "I know I fail at it, only you and your Father were good at fixing things. I actually left a lot of shattered vases to fix. And, what did I told you about jealousy and greediness?"
"That they're not good for the body. In jealousy there is more self-love than love," I passionately stated. Everything taught by Mother and Father kept in the bottom of my mind.
"Good," my Mother playfully nodded, as if she's not dying and we're just enjoying a casual conversation. She's acting as if nothing's wrong and everything will be ok when it's totally not. This were the times I hated that my Mother was an actress by heart. She still managed to smile and stop the tears threatening to fall from her eyes as she held my dying Father's hand. The two of them still lovingly staring at each other's eyes as if their eyes were only made to look at each other. She didn't cried when we mourned for Father, but she did later that night when she thought I'm already asleep. Just like what's happening right now.
"Jongwoon," she called me out of my daydreaming, "Promise me you'll have a great and healthy life ok?" I dumbly nodded, our conversation became serious again as Mother told me her final words and reprimands to me. "Be sure to make decisions that will lead you to happiness and follow your bliss."
"I will Mother," I reassured her, not wanting her to worry more of me.
"And when you find love, be sure to do everything you can okay? I and your Father will be watching over you so don't forget to tell me everything."
"Yes Mother," I started crying again for it now really felt that Mother was saying goodbye to me for real. She started shifting in her bed and I helped her gently lay down as she find it hard to keep her tired eyes open.
"Jongwoon, I'm so happy that I have you as a son. You're our pride and glory," Mother smiled for one last time as tears flowed out of her closing eyes, "Your Father and I love you so much..."
With that said, Mother closed her eyes and the machine connected to her made a beeping sound as the green fluctuating lines from before turned straight. Doctors and nurses came running in as I held Mother's still warm hands. Even though she died, there was a blissful smile on her beautiful face.
"Hi," I greeted the boy as he smiled back to me. I readjusted the vase I saved (good thing my clumsiness decided to take a vacation or something). I struggled to lift it to its original place. I was surprised when pale hands, that were sadly bigger than mine, helped me.
"Who are you?" he asked with his cute bass voice. I'm sure that someday his voice will be very stable and manly. His intelligent hazelnut doe-eyes were intently staring at my eyes.
Before I can answer, Mrs. Cho made her way to us and put a comforting hand on my shoulder, "Kyuhyun this is Jongwoon. He's the son of your previous nanny and starting today he'll be living here."
"Oh! Where's nanny then?" Kyuhyun happily asked as he looked at the door, looking for my mother. "She told me she'll be having a vacation and I already miss her."
"Ah... About that..." Mrs. Cho's voice faltered. So I decided to be the one to break the news to him.
"Mother's already dead," I calmly stated as I watched his eyes widen with shock.
"What?! You're kidding right???" Kyuhyun shouted as he grabbed the collar of my shirt in a deathgrip. He must adore my mother so much for him to react like this. How can someone younger than me be this strong?
"Kyuhyun! Let go of Jongwoon!" Mrs. Cho shouted in panic as the younger started shaking me.
"No! He's lying! Nanny can't die! She just started to take care of me! She's so healthy and strong! She ate vegetables and drank milk! She promised that she'll take care of me and he'll introduce me to her son! And she told me that she needs to protect and take care of him... So she can't die! You're a liar!" Kyuhyun shouted at my face. How I wish I was only lying and Mother was at home, waiting for me. But, I'm not lying. I was taught that lying was bad.
"Kyu, he's telling the truth. I and your Dad went to her wake last week," Mrs. Cho was already crying as she tried to stop Kyuhyun. She was crying too when she hugged me during Mother's wake. "Let go of Jongwoon."
Instead of trying to stop Kyuhyun from shaking me to death, I held his bigger hands and said, "Mother's really dead."
"How come you are not sad or depressed?!" Kyuhyun finally stopped and I used this opportunity to move the two of us away from the vase I recently saved, scared that it might break from any more movement from Kyuhyun. He was crying and the tears flowed out like a river from his eyes. Mother was a great woman for so many people have mourned and cried for her.
"I was, but I know that Mother must be really happy right now because she's finally together with Father," I smiled as I wiped the tears from his face, "And I promised Mother that I will take her place in taking care of you." Ok. I haven't promised Mother that (I'm sorry Mother if this was considered lying. Forgive me) but seeing Kyuhyun like this made me say those things. Something deep inside me wanted to take care and protect him. I hope someday I'll know what that something is, for it made my heart beat faster.
"Really?" he asked me with his teary-eyed face. I found myself staring deeply on his eyes, his eyes positively brightened at my words It felt like a blackhole sucking up everything consisting me.
I nodded as I hugged him and buried his face in my chest (which was hard to do since he's taller than me, even if I'm freaking older than him). Kyuhyun silently sobbed as he wrapped his arms around my waist in return. Being the usual me, I decided to say something that greatly affected Kyuhyun. "Just be sure to don't break too much vases, especially that one," I whispered in his ears as I pointed to the vase that I saved. Unknowingly, I'm really drawn to it, like how much I'm drawn to Kyuhyun.
He abruptly pulled away and glared at me. I laughed in reply to his venomous stare and little by little his expressions softened until he's already smiling and laughing with me. We stared at each other's eyes as if we're the only people existing in this world and then I wondered if my eyes were made only to look at Kyuhyun's...
End...?
Hi there everyone! I updated again! (really why am I more productive in updating when I’m busy with college?)
This fic will be like Can I Manage your Love? because I’m not sure if I can write the continuation or something on time O_o hey! I’m busy! Remember?
But, I might write more drabbles and one-shots considering that I need to practice writing compositions... well please anticipate for that!
Mom Bianca ( sujulovenl) got the power to give a title to this weird-random-incoherent story/AU (MOM! I’M BEGGING YOU!!! PLEASE CHOOSE A TITLE FOR THIS ONE)
So a lot of my favourite authors have updated fics... I have read some and I promise I’ll comment on them when I have free time (and internet connection)
I got some challenging subjects this semester but I hope and believe that I’ll pass all of them with flying colors :3
I miss everyone! So much! (the other day, I almost cried because of Naz and Hoshi! I miss spazzing with KyuSung family...)
6jib!! Wah! I’m so excited!! Seeing the teaser pics of Yesung and Kyuhyun gave me lots of ideas... I guess I’ll write them when the album is officially released!
I’m not even sure if anyone will comment on this fic! Hahahaha!
thank you to the nice people who reads this random KyuSung fic! And thank you to the wonderful people who always leaves comments that continue to inspire and cheer me~
Fighting everyone~
KYUSUNG FIGHTING!
Pairing: KyuSung
Genre: Romance, AU
Rating: G
Length: one-shot
Prompt: Vases
Summary: 1. Kyuhyun finally meets Jongwoon, the son of his deceased nanny, and the latter decides to take care of the other.
Note: First time writing in this style!! POV’s!!! might contain errors.. I'm not sure XD
Dedicated to: My Mom Bianca sujulovenl (who’s writing KyuSung again! Mom I love you so much!)
Kid!Kyuhyun and Jongwoon
Kyuhyun’s POV
Why can’t they just give me what I want? I just want to buy the new game for my console!
“Mom, please let us buy that game now,” I pleaded, “I really want to play that game badly...”
“Kyu... we can’t today. We just brought you a new game last week right?” Mom argued.
“I already finished it!” I can’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment saying that to Mom, “I want to buy that new one.... please?” There I used the “please” word with matching puppy dog eyes, she can’t say no now^^
“Sorry Kyu but we can’t today... I am expecting someone to come here today, it is really important,” Mom tried explain to me but no effect since my want for that game is so high that I can call it a need already.
I my eyebrows frowned waiting for my mother to see my reaction, maybe by throwing tantrums I would get what I want but nothing happened. I started stomping my feet but Mom didn’t look at me because she was busy talking with one of the maid. I glared to her, as evilly as I can, and she stopped talking, she was scared of my glare just like every people I know except Dad, Mom and Sis.
“Cho Kyuhyun, that is very rude,” Mom reprimanded. Before getting Mom angrier I rolled my eyes and casted my look at the newly brought vase displayed in our living room along with the others. Great, another thing to destroy! I don’t know why but I have a tendency to break vases in our house whenever I’m not getting what I want. Maybe I got this from playing a lot of games where you can get extras or power ups from breaking things, I know this is very harmful and a waste of money but I can’t stop doing it and Dad doesn’t got angry before saying to Mom who is raging that it is the way that I release stress and it does.
I heard the main door open but I didn’t give a look as I strode my way to the new vase that I wanted to break. When I got near it I carefully look at its design, it is simpler and maybe cheaper than the other vases that I broke before but its simplicity greatly attracts me. Its sapphire and ruby colors are contrasting yet it is complimenting each other perfectly. I look at the other vases which are a lot eye-catching, detailed and expensive than the one in front of me but they didn’t garner any interest from me unlike the one in front of me. I caught a glimpse of Mom seeing that she is looking at me and already shaking her head knowing I’m going to break the vase so I forced my hand to slowly push the vase as guilt started to engulf me even though I haven’t broke it yet. When I pushed it out of the stand I closed my eyes not wanting to see the vase that seems dear to me for whatever reason it is, I don’t know. After a few seconds instead of hearing a crashing or breaking sound I heard a sigh of relief instead. When I opened my eyes I saw a short boy almost hugging to his body the vase that he saved. I didn’t even feel that a small smile crept to my lips seeing that the vase is safe on the other boy’s hands but I felt it since the smile got bigger when I saw the other smiling to me.
Jongwoon's POV
I did expect that this will be the thing that will welcome me to my supposed to be new “home” after my Mother told me about that Kyuhyun. Well before going to this house, well mansion, a maid was sent to me by Mr. and Mrs. Cho who were the masters of my mother before she recently died because of some stupid sickness. Of course I cried like every child does when they are losing something they love just like a favourite toy, or a parent, for my case. And to think I already lost my Father.
I tried to show braveness and calmness that was the same level as the adults, just like what my Father showed when he was the one suffering, not wanting I or Mother to worry for him even if he's in the brink of dying. I stood beside Mother when she was still alive in the hospital, waiting for a little miracle that she could escape the cruel disease that was taking her away from me.
During my Mother’s last moments she told me, “Jongwoon... I think I’m going now...” she sat on the hospital bedroom, wires attached to different parts of her body. Even though she looked very sick, my mother was still very beautiful.
“Where Mother? Where are you going?” I asked while trying to hide the tremor in my voice. I’m trying to show naiveté even though I already know what she means.
After hearing my question I finally saw my Mother smile genuinely once again after a very long period of time, “I’m going to your Father. I’m finally going to see him again.”
“You love Father that much, right?” I sobbed.
“I do, just like how much I love Jongwoon..." she held my baby-like hands, similar to hers.
If you love me, you wouldn't leave me, I thought while my grip on her hands tightened. I don't have the rights to forsake my mother for wanting to go to the place where father was because they love each other. They love each other too much that my father left the wealthy life and millions of inheritance if he'll marry some daughter of an equally rich business partner of his father. They love each other too much that my mother gave up her dream to become a very famous idol if she'll marry some rich man whose also a director and producer. They love each other so much that I was born in this amazing world, giving me a chance to experience so many great things in life.
"I love you and Father so much too, that I'm willing to let you go," I sincerely said. Tears kept on flowing out of my eyes but I still managed to smile. I was taught to be strong and more things in life, that I'll need in order to live happily. I also learned by myself to smile even if I'm hurt or sad.
"Thank you my son," my mother's smile got wider, her body was to pale and weak but her eyes were still burning brightly, "I have talked with the Cho family and asked them to help you... They have promised to take care of you." She coughed and I let one of my small hands caressed her back. "I'm sure you and Kyuhyun will be great friends."
"Kyuhyun?" I asked, tasting the sound of that name dripping out of my lips.
She nodded, "He's younger than you but he acts very matured for someone his age. He loves video games and causing troubles. You have no idea how much he likes breaking vases," Mother giggled as she reminiscence about that Kyuhyun, "I got a room near their basement where I keep every vase that he breaks and I try to stick them back together."
"He sounded like a brat," I scorned, not wanting the fact that another person can make my Mother laugh. "And you're hopeless in fixing things."
"He's very cute, intelligent and passionate too," she replied. She noticed my expression changed and she pinched my cheeks, "I know I fail at it, only you and your Father were good at fixing things. I actually left a lot of shattered vases to fix. And, what did I told you about jealousy and greediness?"
"That they're not good for the body. In jealousy there is more self-love than love," I passionately stated. Everything taught by Mother and Father kept in the bottom of my mind.
"Good," my Mother playfully nodded, as if she's not dying and we're just enjoying a casual conversation. She's acting as if nothing's wrong and everything will be ok when it's totally not. This were the times I hated that my Mother was an actress by heart. She still managed to smile and stop the tears threatening to fall from her eyes as she held my dying Father's hand. The two of them still lovingly staring at each other's eyes as if their eyes were only made to look at each other. She didn't cried when we mourned for Father, but she did later that night when she thought I'm already asleep. Just like what's happening right now.
"Jongwoon," she called me out of my daydreaming, "Promise me you'll have a great and healthy life ok?" I dumbly nodded, our conversation became serious again as Mother told me her final words and reprimands to me. "Be sure to make decisions that will lead you to happiness and follow your bliss."
"I will Mother," I reassured her, not wanting her to worry more of me.
"And when you find love, be sure to do everything you can okay? I and your Father will be watching over you so don't forget to tell me everything."
"Yes Mother," I started crying again for it now really felt that Mother was saying goodbye to me for real. She started shifting in her bed and I helped her gently lay down as she find it hard to keep her tired eyes open.
"Jongwoon, I'm so happy that I have you as a son. You're our pride and glory," Mother smiled for one last time as tears flowed out of her closing eyes, "Your Father and I love you so much..."
With that said, Mother closed her eyes and the machine connected to her made a beeping sound as the green fluctuating lines from before turned straight. Doctors and nurses came running in as I held Mother's still warm hands. Even though she died, there was a blissful smile on her beautiful face.
"Hi," I greeted the boy as he smiled back to me. I readjusted the vase I saved (good thing my clumsiness decided to take a vacation or something). I struggled to lift it to its original place. I was surprised when pale hands, that were sadly bigger than mine, helped me.
"Who are you?" he asked with his cute bass voice. I'm sure that someday his voice will be very stable and manly. His intelligent hazelnut doe-eyes were intently staring at my eyes.
Before I can answer, Mrs. Cho made her way to us and put a comforting hand on my shoulder, "Kyuhyun this is Jongwoon. He's the son of your previous nanny and starting today he'll be living here."
"Oh! Where's nanny then?" Kyuhyun happily asked as he looked at the door, looking for my mother. "She told me she'll be having a vacation and I already miss her."
"Ah... About that..." Mrs. Cho's voice faltered. So I decided to be the one to break the news to him.
"Mother's already dead," I calmly stated as I watched his eyes widen with shock.
"What?! You're kidding right???" Kyuhyun shouted as he grabbed the collar of my shirt in a deathgrip. He must adore my mother so much for him to react like this. How can someone younger than me be this strong?
"Kyuhyun! Let go of Jongwoon!" Mrs. Cho shouted in panic as the younger started shaking me.
"No! He's lying! Nanny can't die! She just started to take care of me! She's so healthy and strong! She ate vegetables and drank milk! She promised that she'll take care of me and he'll introduce me to her son! And she told me that she needs to protect and take care of him... So she can't die! You're a liar!" Kyuhyun shouted at my face. How I wish I was only lying and Mother was at home, waiting for me. But, I'm not lying. I was taught that lying was bad.
"Kyu, he's telling the truth. I and your Dad went to her wake last week," Mrs. Cho was already crying as she tried to stop Kyuhyun. She was crying too when she hugged me during Mother's wake. "Let go of Jongwoon."
Instead of trying to stop Kyuhyun from shaking me to death, I held his bigger hands and said, "Mother's really dead."
"How come you are not sad or depressed?!" Kyuhyun finally stopped and I used this opportunity to move the two of us away from the vase I recently saved, scared that it might break from any more movement from Kyuhyun. He was crying and the tears flowed out like a river from his eyes. Mother was a great woman for so many people have mourned and cried for her.
"I was, but I know that Mother must be really happy right now because she's finally together with Father," I smiled as I wiped the tears from his face, "And I promised Mother that I will take her place in taking care of you." Ok. I haven't promised Mother that (I'm sorry Mother if this was considered lying. Forgive me) but seeing Kyuhyun like this made me say those things. Something deep inside me wanted to take care and protect him. I hope someday I'll know what that something is, for it made my heart beat faster.
"Really?" he asked me with his teary-eyed face. I found myself staring deeply on his eyes, his eyes positively brightened at my words It felt like a blackhole sucking up everything consisting me.
I nodded as I hugged him and buried his face in my chest (which was hard to do since he's taller than me, even if I'm freaking older than him). Kyuhyun silently sobbed as he wrapped his arms around my waist in return. Being the usual me, I decided to say something that greatly affected Kyuhyun. "Just be sure to don't break too much vases, especially that one," I whispered in his ears as I pointed to the vase that I saved. Unknowingly, I'm really drawn to it, like how much I'm drawn to Kyuhyun.
He abruptly pulled away and glared at me. I laughed in reply to his venomous stare and little by little his expressions softened until he's already smiling and laughing with me. We stared at each other's eyes as if we're the only people existing in this world and then I wondered if my eyes were made only to look at Kyuhyun's...
End...?
Hi there everyone! I updated again! (really why am I more productive in updating when I’m busy with college?)
This fic will be like Can I Manage your Love? because I’m not sure if I can write the continuation or something on time O_o hey! I’m busy! Remember?
But, I might write more drabbles and one-shots considering that I need to practice writing compositions... well please anticipate for that!
Mom Bianca ( sujulovenl) got the power to give a title to this weird-random-incoherent story/AU (MOM! I’M BEGGING YOU!!! PLEASE CHOOSE A TITLE FOR THIS ONE)
So a lot of my favourite authors have updated fics... I have read some and I promise I’ll comment on them when I have free time (and internet connection)
I got some challenging subjects this semester but I hope and believe that I’ll pass all of them with flying colors :3
I miss everyone! So much! (the other day, I almost cried because of Naz and Hoshi! I miss spazzing with KyuSung family...)
6jib!! Wah! I’m so excited!! Seeing the teaser pics of Yesung and Kyuhyun gave me lots of ideas... I guess I’ll write them when the album is officially released!
I’m not even sure if anyone will comment on this fic! Hahahaha!
thank you to the nice people who reads this random KyuSung fic! And thank you to the wonderful people who always leaves comments that continue to inspire and cheer me~
Fighting everyone~
KYUSUNG FIGHTING!