fic: sorry hyung (lame title is lame)
Sorry, hyung | Sungmin/Ryeowook; Kyuhyun/Sungmin (if you squint) | PG-13 | Angst | Drabble; 558 words
A/N: to please keep in mind that my otp forever and ever is minwook. i always end up writing broken!minwook due to the reason i have yet to know. OTL sorry for the title lol can't think of anything else hahaha
You squint a little, or maybe a little hard to let your eyes adjust as you woke up to the blinding rays of sun sifting through your window. You wriggle out of your downy blanket with a trace of bliss, as you look forward to a great day.
You head to the bathroom to take a quick bath. Cold shower has never been this relaxing, you thought. Running both of your hands on your tresses, feeling its softness while you apply the sweet-scented shampoo, you try to relax your mind. But then, what had happened the last night started to haunt you again.
Minutes later, you get out of the bathroom, feeling rather afresh. The aroma of your shampoo still lingers in your nose. Exploring your closet, you saw your favorite shirt so you settle on putting it on, matching it with a pair of khaki shorts.
You gape at your reflection from the mirror, making an effort to imbibe what had happened or rather what you did last night. You haul up your pointer finger to your lips, touching them consciously, as the memories from last night flash back.
He kissed ---- no, we kissed.
You saunter off only to find out that Ryeowook was standing outside your room. Tears begin to brim in his eyes, and then before you could mumble anything, they start to spill on his cheeks.
Why are you doing this to me? He asks you, his voice is quivering but it is apparent that he’s trying his best to stay calm and unruffled.
What?
You heard me.
His mood is rather controlled, it almost baffles you. You felt your heart burn as a lump started to form in your throat, withholding your voice to come out.
Last night…. You and Kyuhyun kissed. I saw it. He finally said it. He is not mad (well, he really doesn’t show that he is - or maybe he’s just that good at feigning emotions) at you.
The only thing that (you believe) could console him is an embrace, so you unhesitantly enfold him with your arms. Your heart was mashed when the form in front of you stayed inert. You only hear his sobs; you only feel his pain.
Your shirt is now damp with his tears, but you don’t give a fuck about it. All you want is to settle everything.
W-why, S-s-sungmin hyung? He stutters, struggling to speak every sob.
You are on the verge of loathing yourself for hurting such a good soul. You know he is
everything you wanted; he is everything you could ever ask for. For you, he is the most perfect man ever existed. You cuss yourself under your breath, you release him, and you fix your eyes right on his.
I think, it’s the best for both of us if we stop this.
You say your sincerest apologies; you express your deepest remorse about what you had done. You tell him you love him (repeatedly to make it emphatic) - too much you would give everything up to just win him back. You tell him you would not break his heart anymore, instead you would let him feel it was not broken at all. You tell him you would be your best this time - this umpteenth time you’re asking for another chance.
Sorry, hyung….. For not being Kyuhyun.
A/N: to please keep in mind that my otp forever and ever is minwook. i always end up writing broken!minwook due to the reason i have yet to know. OTL sorry for the title lol can't think of anything else hahaha
You squint a little, or maybe a little hard to let your eyes adjust as you woke up to the blinding rays of sun sifting through your window. You wriggle out of your downy blanket with a trace of bliss, as you look forward to a great day.
You head to the bathroom to take a quick bath. Cold shower has never been this relaxing, you thought. Running both of your hands on your tresses, feeling its softness while you apply the sweet-scented shampoo, you try to relax your mind. But then, what had happened the last night started to haunt you again.
Minutes later, you get out of the bathroom, feeling rather afresh. The aroma of your shampoo still lingers in your nose. Exploring your closet, you saw your favorite shirt so you settle on putting it on, matching it with a pair of khaki shorts.
You gape at your reflection from the mirror, making an effort to imbibe what had happened or rather what you did last night. You haul up your pointer finger to your lips, touching them consciously, as the memories from last night flash back.
He kissed ---- no, we kissed.
You saunter off only to find out that Ryeowook was standing outside your room. Tears begin to brim in his eyes, and then before you could mumble anything, they start to spill on his cheeks.
Why are you doing this to me? He asks you, his voice is quivering but it is apparent that he’s trying his best to stay calm and unruffled.
What?
You heard me.
His mood is rather controlled, it almost baffles you. You felt your heart burn as a lump started to form in your throat, withholding your voice to come out.
Last night…. You and Kyuhyun kissed. I saw it. He finally said it. He is not mad (well, he really doesn’t show that he is - or maybe he’s just that good at feigning emotions) at you.
The only thing that (you believe) could console him is an embrace, so you unhesitantly enfold him with your arms. Your heart was mashed when the form in front of you stayed inert. You only hear his sobs; you only feel his pain.
Your shirt is now damp with his tears, but you don’t give a fuck about it. All you want is to settle everything.
W-why, S-s-sungmin hyung? He stutters, struggling to speak every sob.
You are on the verge of loathing yourself for hurting such a good soul. You know he is
everything you wanted; he is everything you could ever ask for. For you, he is the most perfect man ever existed. You cuss yourself under your breath, you release him, and you fix your eyes right on his.
I think, it’s the best for both of us if we stop this.
You say your sincerest apologies; you express your deepest remorse about what you had done. You tell him you love him (repeatedly to make it emphatic) - too much you would give everything up to just win him back. You tell him you would not break his heart anymore, instead you would let him feel it was not broken at all. You tell him you would be your best this time - this umpteenth time you’re asking for another chance.
Sorry, hyung….. For not being Kyuhyun.