all for show
title: all for show
rating: pg-13
genre: romance
pairings: seohyun&yonghwa (goguma couple; sweet potato couple) / superminor!seohyun&kyuhyun
yonghwa doesn't know what he feels.
holyfuckingshit.
cho kyuhyun just died a slow death in jung yonghwa's mind.
'curiosity got the better of you hyun,' jungshin snorts, his eyes glued to the pictures on the screen as well. (he can feel yonghwa's temper rising by the minute) 'lee sooman probably, - no. he probably told kyuhyun to do that - it isn't a big deal, calm down, yo. son.' his english doesn't stray far from an adorable fail - but jungshin knows that yonghwa has some jealousy issues when it comes to certain things; certain people - but it wasn't like seohyun was one of those two. at least, not according to yonggggg~
'hahahaha, leader is totally whipped!'
'it is okay. we approve!' minhyuk shouted.
jonghyun gave a snort, crossing his arms.
yonghwa? he tried to hide his face from the growing heat and toothy-smile.
'shut up and go practice your guitars. seohyun and i are just friends.'
he doesn't know how he feels, solely because he doesn't usually feel like this. he tilts his head to the side, wondering if maybe his angling is just wrong. ohfuckthat! 'he stroked her hair,' he says with a low growl. (where the hell is the sm building located?) he clicks violently on his laptop, tempted to not watch the fancam of smtown shanghai for the fourth time.
'he touched her god damn hair.'
she fucking smiled.
yonghwa wants to punch the nearest thing to him; seems like jungshin is out of luck. 'yong!' 'don't call me that!' only she can;
'it isn't a big deal. i mean .. come on ..' jungshin blinks and runs his fingers back through yonghwa's hair as an example, and it is a little too late to realize that maybe this isn't exactly what kyuhyun may have felt - and that fangirls would die if they saw this.
the awkward silence after that was inevitable.
' .. what .. the fuck.'
'yeah ... okay, so he stroked her hair. no big deal. he has a really awkward smile on anyways after that - he probably didn't even want to.' jungshin points out, nodding his head. it was a pain in the ass to be so optimistic - especially to a leader who was having a mental breakdown.
his inhale is a bit uneven.
who WOULDN'T want to?
'why are you getting so mad anyways? you're only married to her on the show anyways .. right?' jonghyun chimes in from the kitchen. yonghwa's heart does this fluttering thing when he knows he is caught, because he knows that maybe just calling her on the show isn't enough. 'right,' he whispers, exiting out of the browser, sighing.
'just on the show.'
--
seohyun doesn't know how she feels.
'shanghai was a good show for you,' taeyeon compliments her. she pats the maknae's shoulder, laughing a little. 'you and kyuhyun actually look like a couple sometimes,' she teases, rolling her eyes. sunny lets out a small grown, 'yah! she gets kyuhyun and yonghwa~'
'oh yeah, yong hubby isn't going to be to happy about that, now is he? huh? huhuhuhuhhhhh,' yuri, shut up.
seohyun frowns a little, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. she looks at yuri, narrowing her eyes in deep concentration at what she had just said.
'... it is only for the show,' she whispers.
'just on the show.' she doesn't know if she is talking about yonghwa or kyuhyun anymore.
she stands suddenly, walking past the three of them and into the quiet isolation of her room.
'sorry if the skinship was weird for you seohyun,' kyuhyun tried to hold back his awkward laughter.
she simply glanced at him, nodding her head. 'it's okay, you could have told me if manager wanted more skinship anyways.'
'well, who ever said i didn't do it on my own account?'
--
'are you tired from your tour?' yonghwa asks in a quiet tone.
he wants to be mad at her, crack a joke like 'stop touching other men hyunn~', but he knows it will hurt him more than he knows.
he can barely hear her over the phone and it pains him to think that maybe her throat is just as in much pain as his once was. 'hyun?'
yonghwa's voice just brought the feeling back. the one she couldn't discover before. the one she didn't feel on stage with kyuhyun during the duet. seohyun isn't so sure what to say about this, or any of this really, because it is a feeling that terrifies her to the point where she could cry.
the feeling of losing herself to someone. the feeling of giving herself to someone. vulnerability wasn't an attribute to her.
seohyun doesn't know what she feels.
'i miss you,' and she doesn't know where that came from.
but she thinks those words simply lace perfectly into the situation.
he hopes she can't hear him blushing through the phone, 'good.'
yonghwa doesn't know how he feels.
but what does know is that they're standing on the edge of something beautiful.
rating: pg-13
genre: romance
pairings: seohyun&yonghwa (goguma couple; sweet potato couple) / superminor!seohyun&kyuhyun
yonghwa doesn't know what he feels.
holyfuckingshit.
cho kyuhyun just died a slow death in jung yonghwa's mind.
'curiosity got the better of you hyun,' jungshin snorts, his eyes glued to the pictures on the screen as well. (he can feel yonghwa's temper rising by the minute) 'lee sooman probably, - no. he probably told kyuhyun to do that - it isn't a big deal, calm down, yo. son.' his english doesn't stray far from an adorable fail - but jungshin knows that yonghwa has some jealousy issues when it comes to certain things; certain people - but it wasn't like seohyun was one of those two. at least, not according to yonggggg~
'hahahaha, leader is totally whipped!'
'it is okay. we approve!' minhyuk shouted.
jonghyun gave a snort, crossing his arms.
yonghwa? he tried to hide his face from the growing heat and toothy-smile.
'shut up and go practice your guitars. seohyun and i are just friends.'
he doesn't know how he feels, solely because he doesn't usually feel like this. he tilts his head to the side, wondering if maybe his angling is just wrong. ohfuckthat! 'he stroked her hair,' he says with a low growl. (where the hell is the sm building located?) he clicks violently on his laptop, tempted to not watch the fancam of smtown shanghai for the fourth time.
'he touched her god damn hair.'
she fucking smiled.
yonghwa wants to punch the nearest thing to him; seems like jungshin is out of luck. 'yong!' 'don't call me that!' only she can;
'it isn't a big deal. i mean .. come on ..' jungshin blinks and runs his fingers back through yonghwa's hair as an example, and it is a little too late to realize that maybe this isn't exactly what kyuhyun may have felt - and that fangirls would die if they saw this.
the awkward silence after that was inevitable.
' .. what .. the fuck.'
'yeah ... okay, so he stroked her hair. no big deal. he has a really awkward smile on anyways after that - he probably didn't even want to.' jungshin points out, nodding his head. it was a pain in the ass to be so optimistic - especially to a leader who was having a mental breakdown.
his inhale is a bit uneven.
who WOULDN'T want to?
'why are you getting so mad anyways? you're only married to her on the show anyways .. right?' jonghyun chimes in from the kitchen. yonghwa's heart does this fluttering thing when he knows he is caught, because he knows that maybe just calling her on the show isn't enough. 'right,' he whispers, exiting out of the browser, sighing.
'just on the show.'
--
seohyun doesn't know how she feels.
'shanghai was a good show for you,' taeyeon compliments her. she pats the maknae's shoulder, laughing a little. 'you and kyuhyun actually look like a couple sometimes,' she teases, rolling her eyes. sunny lets out a small grown, 'yah! she gets kyuhyun and yonghwa~'
'oh yeah, yong hubby isn't going to be to happy about that, now is he? huh? huhuhuhuhhhhh,' yuri, shut up.
seohyun frowns a little, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. she looks at yuri, narrowing her eyes in deep concentration at what she had just said.
'... it is only for the show,' she whispers.
'just on the show.' she doesn't know if she is talking about yonghwa or kyuhyun anymore.
she stands suddenly, walking past the three of them and into the quiet isolation of her room.
'sorry if the skinship was weird for you seohyun,' kyuhyun tried to hold back his awkward laughter.
she simply glanced at him, nodding her head. 'it's okay, you could have told me if manager wanted more skinship anyways.'
'well, who ever said i didn't do it on my own account?'
--
'are you tired from your tour?' yonghwa asks in a quiet tone.
he wants to be mad at her, crack a joke like 'stop touching other men hyunn~', but he knows it will hurt him more than he knows.
he can barely hear her over the phone and it pains him to think that maybe her throat is just as in much pain as his once was. 'hyun?'
yonghwa's voice just brought the feeling back. the one she couldn't discover before. the one she didn't feel on stage with kyuhyun during the duet. seohyun isn't so sure what to say about this, or any of this really, because it is a feeling that terrifies her to the point where she could cry.
the feeling of losing herself to someone. the feeling of giving herself to someone. vulnerability wasn't an attribute to her.
seohyun doesn't know what she feels.
'i miss you,' and she doesn't know where that came from.
but she thinks those words simply lace perfectly into the situation.
he hopes she can't hear him blushing through the phone, 'good.'
yonghwa doesn't know how he feels.
but what does know is that they're standing on the edge of something beautiful.