SuJu 100 fics: 042. Suits, Kibum/Kyuhyun

[risabet]

Author: Risabet
Title: 042. Suits, Kibum/Kyuhyun
Word count: 354, fic count 9/100
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I am in no way related to these people, only the story is mine
Summary: Kibum is delirious, Kyuhyun listens and speaks

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[sukichul]

*Speechless*

[risabet]

*Offers comfort cookies* sorry? This really wasn't the happiest fic...

[tyreling]

... I'm at a loss. That's really a morbid way to convey this theme. And yet... Kyuhyunnie is so manly. kjasdjsfsj!

[risabet]

I really am rather sorry, I think I allowed my personal frame of mind affect my writing too much.
(Still, a keyboard smash at manly boys is always appreciated ^__~)

[risabet]

Thank you.

[dear_whimsy]

“I don’t want to die, Kyuhyun.”

“No one does.”

“Many do.”

“Everyone will.”

ILU KIBUM. YOU DO SUCK. IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE. <3

One of them sighs, neither one can be sure which, maybe both, or maybe they only imagined it, confused the soft sound with something else.

That kind of really saddened me, because I don't know...It kind of seemed like that "something else" maybe was death or something, only not because that's way too material and clichéd of a name to stick on it but...=/

“But hyung, tonight you can sleep without having to worry. No one is going to die tonight. We’ll follow someone else’s suit, not the one we were told to, just for tonight. We won’t be human, we’ll be thoughts and dreams and we’ll laugh and the only one who’ll cry will be the wind.”

That was gorgeous and fairytale-like, and the wind part? HXC LOVE.

Tiny typo nit-pick:

The older boy’s closes his eyes once more,

I think you mean just "older boy"?

[risabet]

ILU! and your comments, seriously <3

(I'm way out there when it comes to this fic, I have zero idea what I meant when I was writing it, so feel free to interpret it in any way possible, you'll still win!)

As for teh typo: -__- Honestly, thank you for pointing it out, I HATE making them. (Note to self: thou shall not write in a foreign language in the middle of the night.)

<3

[dear_whimsy]

Well, that's good, right? Like...who was it that said something like, if you write to send a message, you're probably going to fail. Only write if "you enjoy words, only want to stand around listening to them converse to each other", or something. Except better and about poetry. XP

I'm so jealous that this is considered a foreign language. What's your native tongue?

[risabet]

My native tongue is Finnish; I think there are some five and a half million people in the world who speak it as their first language ^^;

[risabet]

Kibum is just running a fever. Don't worry, I'm sure he felt a lot better by morning! ^_^
And yes, those dreams are horrible...