[FIC] My happiness is when I'm with you
Title: My happiness is when I'm with you (One-Shot)
Author: yukwol
Pairing: MinWook
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: Ryeowook was just jealous.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the love for this couple. <3
A/N: This fic was supposed to be broken!MinWook but meh, I don't know why it ended up like this. I dedicate this to my awesome MinWook spazzmate friend, kimochi501 and to all MinWook hoars, LMAO. =))
The night was tranquil. The sky was still and was indeed a sight. The stars were sparkling beautifully and shining at their brightest. The moon lit perfectly making Ryeowook's flawless skin glow.
He was standing at the veranda, contemplating on things he was bothered at. He was almost drowned with his thoughts until he felt two arms snaked around his waist and a warm breath on his neck. He was reluctant to look back. He knew who it was anyway. He stood still and let out a sigh.
"Wookie?" Sungmin uttered, not moving from where he was positioned.
"We have to stop acting this way." Ryeowook replied, letting himself off the warm hug from his back.
"What do you mean?" the elder was puzzled as the younger turned around him.
"THIS. We have to stop being lovey dovey and all."
"Why?"
"Because it is hard. I don't know. Let's just refrain from doing all the fanservice. That's it." Ryeowook was lost for words. He didn't know if he was making sense."
"Fanservice?"
"Yes."
"The hugging/clinging, kissing, butt-grabbing, handholding and whatnot?"
"Exactly."
"Look at me." The elder stepped back. He held tightly on Ryeowook's shoulders, "Those aren't fanservice to at all." He stressed on every word of the statement.
"As if they aren't to me too."
"So what's the problem?" he asked, releasing his grip from the younger's shoulders.
"That's exactly the problem!" Ryeowook interjected. His voice was shaky as if he'd cry out anytime.
"How--"
"Those hugs, kisses, whispers.. and even the slightest contact from you make me fall for you harder." His tears finally betrayed him and escaped from his eyes.
Sungmin was speechless. He knew he had fallen for Ryeowook ever since they had their debut. Ryeowook was his significant other and being with him made every minute worthwhile.
"I love you." he uttered, wiping the other's tears.
"But you're with Kyuhyun."
"And that's what you call fanservice."
"I'm not stupid. He likes you." the younger rolled his eyes.
"You're cute when you're jealous." Sungmin couldn't help but laugh.
"It isn't funny." Ryeowook glared at him and tempted to just walk out.
Sungmin pulled him closer to a kiss. With no hesitation, Ryeowook responded. Their lips were meshed and electricity ran rapidly through their bodies. The liplocking lasted for a minute, making the both of them gasp. They both pulled off, gazing at each other.
"Ever since we debuted, I've been sure with my feelings for you. And I am satisfied with that." Sungmin's words made the younger blush.
"I'm just afraid you'll leave me hanging on dead air."
"Ya, how could you be so dubious about my love for you?" he frowned.
"I'm sorry. I am just insecure and jealous and sensless."
"You are perfect."
Ryeowook felt a sudden rush of blood on his cheeks making it crimson red. "That's why I love you."
"Are you okay now?" Sungmin quizzed, caressing his flustered cheeks.
"I am." Ryeowook answered cheerfully, giving Sungmin a peck.
The elder sauntered beside him. He reached for the other's hand, entwining it into his.
"I love the warmth of your hand." Ryeowook confessed.
Sungmin held him tighter as if he didn't want to let go. Ryeowook placed his head on his lover's shoulder as they both gazed upon the beautiful sky.
"The stars are pretty, aren't they?" Ryeowook said, amused with the stars' beauty.
"They are. But not as pretty as the one beside me."
Author: yukwol
Pairing: MinWook
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: Ryeowook was just jealous.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the love for this couple. <3
A/N: This fic was supposed to be broken!MinWook but meh, I don't know why it ended up like this. I dedicate this to my awesome MinWook spazzmate friend, kimochi501 and to all MinWook hoars, LMAO. =))
The night was tranquil. The sky was still and was indeed a sight. The stars were sparkling beautifully and shining at their brightest. The moon lit perfectly making Ryeowook's flawless skin glow.
He was standing at the veranda, contemplating on things he was bothered at. He was almost drowned with his thoughts until he felt two arms snaked around his waist and a warm breath on his neck. He was reluctant to look back. He knew who it was anyway. He stood still and let out a sigh.
"Wookie?" Sungmin uttered, not moving from where he was positioned.
"We have to stop acting this way." Ryeowook replied, letting himself off the warm hug from his back.
"What do you mean?" the elder was puzzled as the younger turned around him.
"THIS. We have to stop being lovey dovey and all."
"Why?"
"Because it is hard. I don't know. Let's just refrain from doing all the fanservice. That's it." Ryeowook was lost for words. He didn't know if he was making sense."
"Fanservice?"
"Yes."
"The hugging/clinging, kissing, butt-grabbing, handholding and whatnot?"
"Exactly."
"Look at me." The elder stepped back. He held tightly on Ryeowook's shoulders, "Those aren't fanservice to at all." He stressed on every word of the statement.
"As if they aren't to me too."
"So what's the problem?" he asked, releasing his grip from the younger's shoulders.
"That's exactly the problem!" Ryeowook interjected. His voice was shaky as if he'd cry out anytime.
"How--"
"Those hugs, kisses, whispers.. and even the slightest contact from you make me fall for you harder." His tears finally betrayed him and escaped from his eyes.
Sungmin was speechless. He knew he had fallen for Ryeowook ever since they had their debut. Ryeowook was his significant other and being with him made every minute worthwhile.
"I love you." he uttered, wiping the other's tears.
"But you're with Kyuhyun."
"And that's what you call fanservice."
"I'm not stupid. He likes you." the younger rolled his eyes.
"You're cute when you're jealous." Sungmin couldn't help but laugh.
"It isn't funny." Ryeowook glared at him and tempted to just walk out.
Sungmin pulled him closer to a kiss. With no hesitation, Ryeowook responded. Their lips were meshed and electricity ran rapidly through their bodies. The liplocking lasted for a minute, making the both of them gasp. They both pulled off, gazing at each other.
"Ever since we debuted, I've been sure with my feelings for you. And I am satisfied with that." Sungmin's words made the younger blush.
"I'm just afraid you'll leave me hanging on dead air."
"Ya, how could you be so dubious about my love for you?" he frowned.
"I'm sorry. I am just insecure and jealous and sensless."
"You are perfect."
Ryeowook felt a sudden rush of blood on his cheeks making it crimson red. "That's why I love you."
"Are you okay now?" Sungmin quizzed, caressing his flustered cheeks.
"I am." Ryeowook answered cheerfully, giving Sungmin a peck.
The elder sauntered beside him. He reached for the other's hand, entwining it into his.
"I love the warmth of your hand." Ryeowook confessed.
Sungmin held him tighter as if he didn't want to let go. Ryeowook placed his head on his lover's shoulder as they both gazed upon the beautiful sky.
"The stars are pretty, aren't they?" Ryeowook said, amused with the stars' beauty.
"They are. But not as pretty as the one beside me."