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Title: Love Hate
Pairing: Key/MinHo. (WHY DO I KEEP WRITING THIS PAIRING?! It's not even my OTP!!! :|)
Genre: Angst. SO MUCH ANGST.
Rating: PG13 for implied sex.
Disclaimer: No own.
Warnings: No have.
Summary: Key is an emotional wreck.
A/n: I was reading a WG fic and IT WAS SO ANGSTY and yeah, everything started from there. I was actually trying to write TaeMinHo but AH GA TAEMIN IS SO HARD TO WRITE! :/ So I gave up. XD I'm pretty sure Key's not screwed up like in here but it was fun to write him like that. :D:D:D I hope you'll like it as much as I liked writing it. :)
You look into the mirror and you see someone you don't recognise. Pale perfect skin that seem to glow in the dark. Eyes that glint but have no life. You run your fingers through your hair and you marvel at the way it falls right back into place. You place your fingers on the mirror and it's cold hits you like a wave, who is the cold person staring right back at you?
You love the younger boy but your hate drives you crazy. You whisper to yourself how effortless everything is to him, how perfect he is, how stunning he is, he whispers to you how much he loves you, how much you mean to him, how much he wants you. You cry to yourself how much you hate his charm, how much you detest his smile, how much you hate his love. You have never wanted something so much before but you have never hated something so much before too. You love and you hate but how do you feel?
Your heart beats like a hollow drum, so loud, so strong but empty, void. What's a boy to do you ask yourself. You jolt yourself awake in the middle of the night, heart thumping and blood rushing. You feel the wetness on your pillow and you realise you've been crying in your sleep. Again. You stare at the ceiling and you weep the night away, wondering why it's so painful. You can't decide. It's a tug of war and you're the rope. You call his name but you know he can't hear you. But so what if he can?
You're more emotional than the average person. And everyone knows it. So when you cry, it's nothing, it's worth nothing. It's not worth anything you tell yourself. You lock yourself in the shower with the water running and your heart dying and you weep and weep and weep while he pounds the door outside crying your name. But it's not worth anything you whisper through cracked lips. It's ok, really it's ok. You're just an empty well singing of past glories, not worthed anything. You cry and cry but you realise you don't know why anymore. The tears just come so easily and so you let them.
You place your hands on his naked chest and he flinches just a little. His eyes tell you that your fingers are cold like ice and your eyes tell him he is perfect like ice. He leans forward and kisses your neck, your shoulder, your face, your lips. You wrap your hands around him, pulling him close, wanting him near, filling yourself up. It's a brief moment of ecstasy and in that one moment, it's like you're complete and full again. But when it ends, it tears you apart like he is tearing you apart.
You stand in front of him and you ask. His eyes open in shock but the lust doesn't escape you. He undresses you and you die. You die. You die. He kisses you and it's sheer concentrated agony. You whisper to him in your heart.
I love you. I love you. I love you. I can't hate you. MinHo, let me hate myself.
*note!
The "he" in the second last paragraph is not Minho! In case anyone gets confused. You can let it be any one of the Shinee boys but I kinda pictured "he" being Onew. :)
ARGH SO ANGSTY. Everything I seem to write nowadays turn out like that. Why???? *clutches fic and cries*
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Pairing: Key/MinHo. (WHY DO I KEEP WRITING THIS PAIRING?! It's not even my OTP!!! :|)
Genre: Angst. SO MUCH ANGST.
Rating: PG13 for implied sex.
Disclaimer: No own.
Warnings: No have.
Summary: Key is an emotional wreck.
A/n: I was reading a WG fic and IT WAS SO ANGSTY and yeah, everything started from there. I was actually trying to write TaeMinHo but AH GA TAEMIN IS SO HARD TO WRITE! :/ So I gave up. XD I'm pretty sure Key's not screwed up like in here but it was fun to write him like that. :D:D:D I hope you'll like it as much as I liked writing it. :)
You look into the mirror and you see someone you don't recognise. Pale perfect skin that seem to glow in the dark. Eyes that glint but have no life. You run your fingers through your hair and you marvel at the way it falls right back into place. You place your fingers on the mirror and it's cold hits you like a wave, who is the cold person staring right back at you?
You love the younger boy but your hate drives you crazy. You whisper to yourself how effortless everything is to him, how perfect he is, how stunning he is, he whispers to you how much he loves you, how much you mean to him, how much he wants you. You cry to yourself how much you hate his charm, how much you detest his smile, how much you hate his love. You have never wanted something so much before but you have never hated something so much before too. You love and you hate but how do you feel?
Your heart beats like a hollow drum, so loud, so strong but empty, void. What's a boy to do you ask yourself. You jolt yourself awake in the middle of the night, heart thumping and blood rushing. You feel the wetness on your pillow and you realise you've been crying in your sleep. Again. You stare at the ceiling and you weep the night away, wondering why it's so painful. You can't decide. It's a tug of war and you're the rope. You call his name but you know he can't hear you. But so what if he can?
You're more emotional than the average person. And everyone knows it. So when you cry, it's nothing, it's worth nothing. It's not worth anything you tell yourself. You lock yourself in the shower with the water running and your heart dying and you weep and weep and weep while he pounds the door outside crying your name. But it's not worth anything you whisper through cracked lips. It's ok, really it's ok. You're just an empty well singing of past glories, not worthed anything. You cry and cry but you realise you don't know why anymore. The tears just come so easily and so you let them.
You place your hands on his naked chest and he flinches just a little. His eyes tell you that your fingers are cold like ice and your eyes tell him he is perfect like ice. He leans forward and kisses your neck, your shoulder, your face, your lips. You wrap your hands around him, pulling him close, wanting him near, filling yourself up. It's a brief moment of ecstasy and in that one moment, it's like you're complete and full again. But when it ends, it tears you apart like he is tearing you apart.
You stand in front of him and you ask. His eyes open in shock but the lust doesn't escape you. He undresses you and you die. You die. You die. He kisses you and it's sheer concentrated agony. You whisper to him in your heart.
I love you. I love you. I love you. I can't hate you. MinHo, let me hate myself.
*note!
The "he" in the second last paragraph is not Minho! In case anyone gets confused. You can let it be any one of the Shinee boys but I kinda pictured "he" being Onew. :)
ARGH SO ANGSTY. Everything I seem to write nowadays turn out like that. Why???? *clutches fic and cries*
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