Wish it Was / Oneshot
Title: Wish it Was
Length: One Shot
Author: yoosu_ftw
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Pairings: Yoochun/?
Summary: Life isn't always a love song.
Wish it Was
On blurred white and black ivory stared back at me.
A piece of paper in my lap, and a pencil long forgotten on the top of the piano. As I blankly look at the scribbling, I had long forgotten when I had last moved, wrote, not think about you.
Clear as day I see your tears, you turning away from me. I remember you leaving me.
It wasn’t anybody’s fault, really. We were stupid to think two guys in the most popular band in the world would be able to have a secret relationship. Many fans were sharp and caught it right away, but the sceptics always managed to keep a balance and what they thought was a touch of reality. They couldn’t be dating. It’s just fan service. That’s what they said, and everyone was left to their fantasies.
It was too bad we didn’t see that camera. The most scandalous kiss in the history of the world was posted all over magazines, internet, the newspapers… people around the world now knew, that this was real.
Fans dropped by the milestone, unforgiving, sneering at our situation. There simply wasn’t enough people to support us, so the decision was made. We would break up.
Little did we know, that tensions would rise. We weren’t allowed to stand next to each other, weren’t allowed to look at each other, I was even forced out of the DongBang household. It was soon after you brought me aside, saying you couldn’t do this anymore. You were at your wits end.
You made it look so easy. To break this thing off, end the years of memories we’ve had together. I knew better though, the others told me how you cried every night, how that innocent light in your eyes had long disappeared…
I confronted you, begging, pleading, anything to get you back. It was a double edged sword, you didn’t want to hurt me, but you didn’t want to hurt the others. It didn’t matter, you ended up hurting me anyways.
Did we say anything that night? Or did we just stand there and cry?
I only remember coming back home, sitting by the piano and starting to write a song.
A small salty drop landed on what I had already wrote. Lines blurry and swirled, incomprehensive now. In a futile attempt I tried to erase the mark, but that tell tale mark was still there. Still there.
How do I erase a tear that’s fallen on my page?
I don’t know where we went wrong, but I know this ain’t no love song.
Yeah I know this ain’t no love song.But I wish it was.
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A/N Another angst inspired by Johnny.
It was meant to be yoosu, but you can use whoever you want, really.
The last four lines are from the song. I dont take credit for them.
-hands out tissues- ?