brb~
In about an hour, I'll be at school getting ready to leave for the music trip, and I won't be back until late afternoon Sunday (or early evening, depending on traffic and all those other factors that mess with travel).
I figured it'd be a good idea to let the members/watchers of my comm (all 17/21 of you!) that I'm not gonna be here, and I won't be spamming your pages with useless fics for 3-4 days! Not too many people read my personal journal anymore, so you probably haven't seen my post there about the trip…which morphed into a post of love recognition and I have no idea how this happened :\
Since I'm gonna be gone, here's a drabble. Haha, I make so much sense. Well, I had something else to leave you guys before I head off but it's much longer, and because it's much longer, it's not even done yet…haha.
It's really early, but I'm rather awake, so on with the HyukMin drabble. Yes, HyukMin! I love this pairing, but I haven't really written them in any posts that you've seen. This is kind of weird, but it just sorta came out…so yeah.
sugar
` laugh, cry `
His skin is pale in the cold sunlight, Hyukjae tries to keep his arm there as long as he can, but it hurts. The sun hurts, and it hurts him in different ways that he can't bask in its glory-that he can't handle it, can't glow.
So he only goes out at night, and when he looks at the moon, he tries to hate it. He tries, because it's the only glowing object in the sky he can bare to be under the light of. But the moon isn't really lit on it's own. It's the sun.
The park bench is cold underneath him, cold like his skin, cold like his tears. Hyukjae pulls his knees underneath his chin and just sits in the quiet evening of the park. It's different at night. He sees what it's like in the daytime, busy with children running, parents chatting, dogs barking and fetching, birds flying around in clouds of wings.
"Hey."
Hyukjae lifts his head, the cold tears suddenly feel warm, and he tries to erase them with his sleeve, but it's too late. Sungmin already knows they were there, and when he smiles at his friend, they keep coming. It's easy how they fall into place, and Sungmin is setting down his guitar case, pulling his friend into his arms.
"Why doesn't the sun love me?"
Sungmin kisses the top of his head, shakes his own. "It will, it will."
Because there is nothing that could keep from loving you for too long.
Um, have some HanBum, too, because I think my mood theme made me want to write them XD
soft love wars
` to know how it feels, to be in love `
Kibum feels small, feels like a fish swimming around in its bowl with nowhere to go except around, and around, and around…
He fell in love the smile, the eyes, the little wrinkles in his clothes first thing in the morning or late at night after along day, the way those eyes sparkle when he laughs. It's all a curse, but maybe it's not so bad, when he thinks about it. Better to be in love than to not know the feeling at all, to go your entire life without every being able to recognize oh, this is what it feels like. And even if it's painful, he doesn't mind anymore.
Hankyung is a good person to fall in love with, a good, good person. If anything, Kibum's glad it was him, even with the pangs in his chest and the dizzy feeling he gets sometimes. You can't help who you fall in love with, you just can't help it.
But when he watches Hankyung dance, drape an arm over someone else, and he thinks it'll be okay. Someday, it'll all be okay.
Sucky drabbles are sucky, but I like them XD
Bye, guys! Be back later~
I like gifs too much ♥
I figured it'd be a good idea to let the members/watchers of my comm (all 17/21 of you!) that I'm not gonna be here, and I won't be spamming your pages with useless fics for 3-4 days! Not too many people read my personal journal anymore, so you probably haven't seen my post there about the trip…which morphed into a post of love recognition and I have no idea how this happened :\
Since I'm gonna be gone, here's a drabble. Haha, I make so much sense. Well, I had something else to leave you guys before I head off but it's much longer, and because it's much longer, it's not even done yet…haha.
It's really early, but I'm rather awake, so on with the HyukMin drabble. Yes, HyukMin! I love this pairing, but I haven't really written them in any posts that you've seen. This is kind of weird, but it just sorta came out…so yeah.
sugar
` laugh, cry `
His skin is pale in the cold sunlight, Hyukjae tries to keep his arm there as long as he can, but it hurts. The sun hurts, and it hurts him in different ways that he can't bask in its glory-that he can't handle it, can't glow.
So he only goes out at night, and when he looks at the moon, he tries to hate it. He tries, because it's the only glowing object in the sky he can bare to be under the light of. But the moon isn't really lit on it's own. It's the sun.
The park bench is cold underneath him, cold like his skin, cold like his tears. Hyukjae pulls his knees underneath his chin and just sits in the quiet evening of the park. It's different at night. He sees what it's like in the daytime, busy with children running, parents chatting, dogs barking and fetching, birds flying around in clouds of wings.
"Hey."
Hyukjae lifts his head, the cold tears suddenly feel warm, and he tries to erase them with his sleeve, but it's too late. Sungmin already knows they were there, and when he smiles at his friend, they keep coming. It's easy how they fall into place, and Sungmin is setting down his guitar case, pulling his friend into his arms.
"Why doesn't the sun love me?"
Sungmin kisses the top of his head, shakes his own. "It will, it will."
Because there is nothing that could keep from loving you for too long.
Um, have some HanBum, too, because I think my mood theme made me want to write them XD
soft love wars
` to know how it feels, to be in love `
Kibum feels small, feels like a fish swimming around in its bowl with nowhere to go except around, and around, and around…
He fell in love the smile, the eyes, the little wrinkles in his clothes first thing in the morning or late at night after along day, the way those eyes sparkle when he laughs. It's all a curse, but maybe it's not so bad, when he thinks about it. Better to be in love than to not know the feeling at all, to go your entire life without every being able to recognize oh, this is what it feels like. And even if it's painful, he doesn't mind anymore.
Hankyung is a good person to fall in love with, a good, good person. If anything, Kibum's glad it was him, even with the pangs in his chest and the dizzy feeling he gets sometimes. You can't help who you fall in love with, you just can't help it.
But when he watches Hankyung dance, drape an arm over someone else, and he thinks it'll be okay. Someday, it'll all be okay.
Sucky drabbles are sucky, but I like them XD
Bye, guys! Be back later~
I like gifs too much ♥