half of my heart
title: half of my heart
rating: pg
genre: angst, romance
pairings: seohyun&kyuhyun
she isn't really sure if her heart was ever pinned to her sleeve; flaunting her joy at her happiest moments, flaunting her grief at the saddest. she isn't really sure where this, where he would fall under, because they say one should never regret something if it once made them smile. but what she feels now, the empty void that was once filled with fluttering, a sudden cold breeze where there was once a warm pull, well - seohyun is not sure if it was worth all the pain in the end.
'seohyun .. please,'
'oppa! kyuhyun .. ah - ..'
'just .. stop' she heard no regret in his voice as his words dropped like acid, just like the tears flowing down from her face.
and it kind of hurt like a bright light being suddenly shone in one's eye, pulling them from the comfortable dark in which they once were in.
but her eyes were open, barely perceiving his faint figure that pressed closer, that pressed farther as they stood in the empty studio room. his knuckles brushed lightly against the back of her hand (she would never know how sorry he really was), and no words come from either of them.
and seohyun would like to think that she had seen this coming for awhile, because she was never a fan of surprises;
that she knew their love was slowly falling, petal to petal, leaving them bare.
because they were tired.
because maybe their feelings were not really based off their interactions, but the simple hype of it all. the fame.
the maknae couple. it was all a lie.
and seohyun would like to think this is true because she doesn't want to admit to the slow gripping in her chest,
but she figures, sometimes one has to slip, just to remember they are alive.
and kyuhyun would never, will never perceive his love for seohyun as something that was false.
she was the closest thing to his dream girl; she was real.
but he can't continue to love her, knowing that her heart is slowly wandering away.
'Seohyun, you will always be my my first love.'
but he doesn't say that. instead he enjoys the last moment he probably will ever have with her in this space, where he is simply contented by her breathing.
rating: pg
genre: angst, romance
pairings: seohyun&kyuhyun
she isn't really sure if her heart was ever pinned to her sleeve; flaunting her joy at her happiest moments, flaunting her grief at the saddest. she isn't really sure where this, where he would fall under, because they say one should never regret something if it once made them smile. but what she feels now, the empty void that was once filled with fluttering, a sudden cold breeze where there was once a warm pull, well - seohyun is not sure if it was worth all the pain in the end.
'seohyun .. please,'
'oppa! kyuhyun .. ah - ..'
'just .. stop' she heard no regret in his voice as his words dropped like acid, just like the tears flowing down from her face.
and it kind of hurt like a bright light being suddenly shone in one's eye, pulling them from the comfortable dark in which they once were in.
but her eyes were open, barely perceiving his faint figure that pressed closer, that pressed farther as they stood in the empty studio room. his knuckles brushed lightly against the back of her hand (she would never know how sorry he really was), and no words come from either of them.
and seohyun would like to think that she had seen this coming for awhile, because she was never a fan of surprises;
that she knew their love was slowly falling, petal to petal, leaving them bare.
because they were tired.
because maybe their feelings were not really based off their interactions, but the simple hype of it all. the fame.
the maknae couple. it was all a lie.
and seohyun would like to think this is true because she doesn't want to admit to the slow gripping in her chest,
but she figures, sometimes one has to slip, just to remember they are alive.
and kyuhyun would never, will never perceive his love for seohyun as something that was false.
she was the closest thing to his dream girl; she was real.
but he can't continue to love her, knowing that her heart is slowly wandering away.
'Seohyun, you will always be my my first love.'
but he doesn't say that. instead he enjoys the last moment he probably will ever have with her in this space, where he is simply contented by her breathing.