Oneshot; Khunyoung
Again & Again
Pairing: Nichkhun x Wooyoung
Summary: Nichkhun's turned to drinking to solve his problems, each night he comes home and someone's waiting.
Author's note: Perhaps one of the quickest thing I've ever written o.o" Hope you enjoy :) /off to finish assessments ;__;
Lately I’ve been coming home drunk and smelling like women’s perfume. I walk in and stumble amongst the shoes piled up at the front of the door. Its past everyone’s bed time, I try not to make a sound but with my current co-ordination I manage to make a ruckus. But they all know not to get up and panic if it’s a burglar because they all know it’s me. It’s kind of a normal routine now…Nickhun leaving the dorms and coming back later at god knows what hour smelling like a drunkard. It’s strange, my minds clear as heck but my body is like it’s asleep.
It’s tiring to wake up a few hours later knowing I have a hectic schedule on the day but that doesn’t stop me. I continue to do what I do because, well, it’s not that I like it, it’s just one day I went out, found a bar and drank until I forgot. And now it’s kind of a habit to get rid of my troubles. I know it’s not good, no one outside of the company knows but I need it - for now.
I manage to take my own shoes off with minimal problems and I walk in to the dark hallways. It usually only takes a few strides to get to my room from the front door but when you’re drunk, it takes forever. I open the door to my room and my eyes are instantly hit with intense light. I shut my eyes tightly and blink several times.
Of course…Of course it’s not that the manager installed some kind of automatic lighting system which will light up when I open the door. Of course it’s not.
It’s because you’re here.
Again and again. Every night, I come home and you’re fucking there. Sitting on my bed with those sony headphones and a book. Do you even read it? Because it’s the same bloody book every night.
You’re looking at me and I can see it in your eyes.
Disappointment.
You know what you’re gonna see if you wait here each night so don’t look at me with those eyes. Don’t look at me like I’m a failure or that you pity me. You pull your headphones down and leave the bed. You walk past me but I grab your arm before you leave the room.
I want to say so much to you right now like, do you know how long we haven’t had a decent conversation with more than five words in it? Do you know how much I miss talking and joking around with you? Do you know how much it fucking hurts to hear other people say Wooyoung this and Wooyoung that when I’m the one who is supposed to know first? I want you to know what I’m going through, I want to tell you what I saw yesterday and what Junsu did to Taec which made Junho’s cheeks hurt from laughing. I want to talk to you about Chan’s latest crush. I want to tell you everything and anything but only silence envelop us. My grip slowly weakens and your arm slips out from my touch.
My body slowly collapses to the floor.
I’m sorry
Did I think that out loud or did I say it in my head? Tell me you heard it.
My eyes begin to blur and my minds a mess. If I stop doing this will you stop looking at me like that? Then tell me everything’s going to be okay and I’ll stop. I’ll stop being a mess; I’ll stop this drinking that’s making everyone worried.
“Goodnight” I hear you say before the lights turn off and I’m alone.
Tomorrow will be the same, I’ll walk in, I’ll see you here and I’ll try again.
Pairing: Nichkhun x Wooyoung
Summary: Nichkhun's turned to drinking to solve his problems, each night he comes home and someone's waiting.
Author's note: Perhaps one of the quickest thing I've ever written o.o" Hope you enjoy :) /off to finish assessments ;__;
Lately I’ve been coming home drunk and smelling like women’s perfume. I walk in and stumble amongst the shoes piled up at the front of the door. Its past everyone’s bed time, I try not to make a sound but with my current co-ordination I manage to make a ruckus. But they all know not to get up and panic if it’s a burglar because they all know it’s me. It’s kind of a normal routine now…Nickhun leaving the dorms and coming back later at god knows what hour smelling like a drunkard. It’s strange, my minds clear as heck but my body is like it’s asleep.
It’s tiring to wake up a few hours later knowing I have a hectic schedule on the day but that doesn’t stop me. I continue to do what I do because, well, it’s not that I like it, it’s just one day I went out, found a bar and drank until I forgot. And now it’s kind of a habit to get rid of my troubles. I know it’s not good, no one outside of the company knows but I need it - for now.
I manage to take my own shoes off with minimal problems and I walk in to the dark hallways. It usually only takes a few strides to get to my room from the front door but when you’re drunk, it takes forever. I open the door to my room and my eyes are instantly hit with intense light. I shut my eyes tightly and blink several times.
Of course…Of course it’s not that the manager installed some kind of automatic lighting system which will light up when I open the door. Of course it’s not.
It’s because you’re here.
Again and again. Every night, I come home and you’re fucking there. Sitting on my bed with those sony headphones and a book. Do you even read it? Because it’s the same bloody book every night.
You’re looking at me and I can see it in your eyes.
Disappointment.
You know what you’re gonna see if you wait here each night so don’t look at me with those eyes. Don’t look at me like I’m a failure or that you pity me. You pull your headphones down and leave the bed. You walk past me but I grab your arm before you leave the room.
I want to say so much to you right now like, do you know how long we haven’t had a decent conversation with more than five words in it? Do you know how much I miss talking and joking around with you? Do you know how much it fucking hurts to hear other people say Wooyoung this and Wooyoung that when I’m the one who is supposed to know first? I want you to know what I’m going through, I want to tell you what I saw yesterday and what Junsu did to Taec which made Junho’s cheeks hurt from laughing. I want to talk to you about Chan’s latest crush. I want to tell you everything and anything but only silence envelop us. My grip slowly weakens and your arm slips out from my touch.
My body slowly collapses to the floor.
I’m sorry
Did I think that out loud or did I say it in my head? Tell me you heard it.
My eyes begin to blur and my minds a mess. If I stop doing this will you stop looking at me like that? Then tell me everything’s going to be okay and I’ll stop. I’ll stop being a mess; I’ll stop this drinking that’s making everyone worried.
“Goodnight” I hear you say before the lights turn off and I’m alone.
Tomorrow will be the same, I’ll walk in, I’ll see you here and I’ll try again.