Wonderlands
WONDERLANDS;; G
You know what to know what wonderland is? It's a destination that can never be sought, a dream that can never be accessed, a perception over the grazed hills and gloomy mountaintops that is always two percent away from reality.
"Jung Yunho, I wish you would take care of yourself for once."
"And I wish you would call me hyung. At least, try it out."
"You wouldn't survive without me, remember that."
Changmin hands Yunho over a bowl of soup, green and yellow, creamy and then not, insides mushing out; and he takes a sip, wretched, bland and sour all intertwining in the gaps of his mouth. He doesn't spit it out, takes another sip, and another.
"You want to kill me."
"Who else would look after you?"
They both stare at the empty kitchen, pots and pans unused, unbelievably tidy, yearning for their attention like the yesteryears. It's degrading and sad, boxes of ramen lined up on the dining table where scrumptious and edible food should be.
"Let's run away together, Changmin. Let's run away from it all."
"Why don't you get better first, 'hyung'? Then we'll see." Yunho smiles, swallows the rest of his less than mediocre soup in one go. Changmin exhales deeply, throwing his head back on to the sofa, arms crossed in satisfaction. "You love me, Jung Yunho."
"Promise me you'll never cook again."
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wrote this lil' drabble inspired by changmin's sukira call cuz he kept calling yunho 'jung yunho' insolent maknae lol and yunho needs to stop being sick!
You know what to know what wonderland is? It's a destination that can never be sought, a dream that can never be accessed, a perception over the grazed hills and gloomy mountaintops that is always two percent away from reality.
"Jung Yunho, I wish you would take care of yourself for once."
"And I wish you would call me hyung. At least, try it out."
"You wouldn't survive without me, remember that."
Changmin hands Yunho over a bowl of soup, green and yellow, creamy and then not, insides mushing out; and he takes a sip, wretched, bland and sour all intertwining in the gaps of his mouth. He doesn't spit it out, takes another sip, and another.
"You want to kill me."
"Who else would look after you?"
They both stare at the empty kitchen, pots and pans unused, unbelievably tidy, yearning for their attention like the yesteryears. It's degrading and sad, boxes of ramen lined up on the dining table where scrumptious and edible food should be.
"Let's run away together, Changmin. Let's run away from it all."
"Why don't you get better first, 'hyung'? Then we'll see." Yunho smiles, swallows the rest of his less than mediocre soup in one go. Changmin exhales deeply, throwing his head back on to the sofa, arms crossed in satisfaction. "You love me, Jung Yunho."
"Promise me you'll never cook again."
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wrote this lil' drabble inspired by changmin's sukira call cuz he kept calling yunho 'jung yunho' insolent maknae lol and yunho needs to stop being sick!