Colors
Title - Colors
Pairings - none
Character(s) - originally Changmin but can be anyone
Length - drabble
Rating - G
Disclaimer - I do not own DBSK
Summary - They blur together until there's only a swirl of colors and it's like he's looking through misted glass.
Started: 4:40 PM
Rough Draft: 4:47 PM
Complete Draft: 4:51 PM
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He can't forget. Hot days, cold days, warm days, happy, sad, curious, anxious. Days of hard work and tiredness. Carefree days and laughter. They blur together until there's only a swirl of colors and it's like he's looking through misted glass.
On those days he likes to lay in bed and close his eyes. Except that doesn't help either because then he sees black and white and tints of red and they hurt him too. He forces himself to open his eyes and realizes four hours have passed but it's still day and nothing's been fixed.
So he curls up tight and stares at nothing but counts in his head to keep his mind from wandering. That doesn't help either because he still thinks about how there used to be five of them but now two of them are in one place and the other three are elsewhere and it makes his head hurt but he still can't stop. All he sees are colors and more colors, swirling and blending in a haze.
So he lays there and does nothing until it's dark and he can finally sleep.
He only hopes he doesn't dream.
XxX
Hm, all my inspiration seems to lead towards angst nowadays. Well, I hope you guys enjoy this! Please comment!
Pairings - none
Character(s) - originally Changmin but can be anyone
Length - drabble
Rating - G
Disclaimer - I do not own DBSK
Summary - They blur together until there's only a swirl of colors and it's like he's looking through misted glass.
Started: 4:40 PM
Rough Draft: 4:47 PM
Complete Draft: 4:51 PM
XxX
He can't forget. Hot days, cold days, warm days, happy, sad, curious, anxious. Days of hard work and tiredness. Carefree days and laughter. They blur together until there's only a swirl of colors and it's like he's looking through misted glass.
On those days he likes to lay in bed and close his eyes. Except that doesn't help either because then he sees black and white and tints of red and they hurt him too. He forces himself to open his eyes and realizes four hours have passed but it's still day and nothing's been fixed.
So he curls up tight and stares at nothing but counts in his head to keep his mind from wandering. That doesn't help either because he still thinks about how there used to be five of them but now two of them are in one place and the other three are elsewhere and it makes his head hurt but he still can't stop. All he sees are colors and more colors, swirling and blending in a haze.
So he lays there and does nothing until it's dark and he can finally sleep.
He only hopes he doesn't dream.
XxX
Hm, all my inspiration seems to lead towards angst nowadays. Well, I hope you guys enjoy this! Please comment!