It’s Not All Sunshine and Rainbows
Title: It’s Not All Sunshine and Rainbows
Pairing: Mostly and mainly Dooseob.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance
Summary: Fights happen. So when they happen, they happen. And then trouble ensues.
Warning: Major swearing. Like, over excessive. For reals. When you read it, you will be like "wtf is up with all this unnecessary swearing?" But I can't help it. Sorry. :(
Chapter 1: Life is Bittersweet
“Just shut the fuck up!” The young man yelled across the room. It was obvious that he was getting annoyed from the other one’s pestering.
“No! You never listen to me! Why do you always have to be like this? Huh?” The other young man retaliated and took a step closer.
“Stop it. I can do whatever I want. You can’t control me!” It was a pointless, useless fight and he knew it. But he could never seem to stop. Once he starts and makes a decision, he plans to stick with it all the way till the end. He knows he is being stubborn. But he just can’t stop. He took another step closer until the two boys stood right up against each other. They looked straight into each other’s eyes and there was so much ferocity and tension building up between them that it looked like they wanted to rip each other’s throats out.
“If you love me,” the shorter boy started, “then you should stop what you’re fucking doing and listen to me for once.” He said in a whisper. It was barely audible, but it contained so much pleading and malice that it almost seemed like a deadly threat.
The older boy scoffed and looked away from those eyes. He can’t take it anymore. He can’t take those piercing, accusing eyes. “Well you know what?” He said in such a mocking way. He knew he should stop. He should have just stopped earlier. He should have just stopped and listened to what the younger boy was trying to say. But he’s just so stubborn. So damn stubborn and selfish. “I don’t fucking love you.” He knew he regretted saying those words the moment the syllables escaped his lips. He didn’t mean it. He never means what he says when he’s in a heated argument. But this time, this time he took it too far. He took it too far and now he can’t even stop. “I don’t love you. I’m sick of seeing your face and I’m sick of hearing your nagging voice every damn single day! Are you happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?!”
The younger boy stared at the older and almost laughed in disbelief. He couldn’t believe it. All he tried to do was help and tried to talk things out. But no, it never works out like that. He was ridiculous to believe that he could solve anything just by talking. It was never that easy. “Fine. You don’t love me?” He repeated, tears starting to form. “I don’t love you either!” He yelled and shoved the taller boy away. He headed to the door and was about to leave, but the other took a hold of his arm.
“Wait, I’m sorry-”
“No! Get the fuck away from me, bastard!” He didn’t care what the other had to say. It was too late. Too fucking late to change anything, to take anything back.
“Listen to me! I didn’t mean what I said.” The older boy pleaded. “You know I love you. I’m so sorry, Yoseob.”
Yoseob turned around to face the other boy. The tears that formed were already rolling down his cheeks. “What? You want me to listen to you? Don’t be such a fucking hypocrite! Why should I listen to you, when you never listen me, Doojoon? Don’t fuck around with me.” He replied seethingly as he managed to break his arm free from Doojoon’s grip. “If you hate me so much then you’ll never see my damn face or hear my ugly voice again!” He yelled as he ran out of the dorm.
As he ran down the hall, he could hear the other calling his name and telling him to stop, but he didn’t want to hear it. He ran out of the building and onto the streets. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he blindly ran to wherever he could. He didn’t know where he was going and he couldn’t see. All he saw were blurs of color and light as he ran and ran, he was nearly out of breath. But he didn’t care. He didn’t care if people recognized him, he didn’t care that random people were following him like annoying paparazzi with their stupid camera phones. Some were asking him what’s wrong over and over, but what would they know? They don’t know anything. He just wanted to get away, to get away from Doojoon, this pain and hurt, from this life, he just wanted to get away from everything.
-----
The dorm was a mess in a mere matter of seconds. The table was turned over, things were thrown across the room and some precious items were even lying broken on the floor. All of this was due to the young man sitting on the couch with his face buried in his hands. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He mumbled into his hands. This time he messed up big time and he knew it. Suddenly he stood up and screamed. “FUCK it all!” He kicked the overturned table out of sheer anger. God, he’s in such a terrible mess. He should have ran after Yoseob instead of just freaking yelling out of his name and telling him to stop. He’s so stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He looked at the mess he made and sighed. “Shit.” When the other members come back, they’re going to be so furious.
The others had their own plans that night. Dongwoon was off with Mir, Junhyung and Hyunseung were probably watching some movie together and Kikwang was off doing who knows what. That left Yoseob and himself alone at the dorm, but that didn’t turn out really well.
Doojoon sighed yet again. There’s nothing he could do right now. He was too tired to clean up the mess he made and it was near impossible to find Yoseob right now. If he tried to call him, he was pretty sure that Yoseob wouldn’t pick up anyways. So he grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. God, he just needed to keep his mind off of this and he really needed something to drink right now.
/end
Uhoh. DunDunDun.
This fic is already three chapters long, but the other two are posted somewhere else :0
I'm going to update here when I update over there. Wherever there is. Idk. You can go find out yourself. So that means the other place is already two chapters ahead. Lol.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this first chapterrrrr.
Comments and critics are always welcomed. :))
Thanks!
ps. First post. HOORAYY!!
Pairing: Mostly and mainly Dooseob.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, Drama, Romance
Summary: Fights happen. So when they happen, they happen. And then trouble ensues.
Warning: Major swearing. Like, over excessive. For reals. When you read it, you will be like "wtf is up with all this unnecessary swearing?" But I can't help it. Sorry. :(
Chapter 1: Life is Bittersweet
“Just shut the fuck up!” The young man yelled across the room. It was obvious that he was getting annoyed from the other one’s pestering.
“No! You never listen to me! Why do you always have to be like this? Huh?” The other young man retaliated and took a step closer.
“Stop it. I can do whatever I want. You can’t control me!” It was a pointless, useless fight and he knew it. But he could never seem to stop. Once he starts and makes a decision, he plans to stick with it all the way till the end. He knows he is being stubborn. But he just can’t stop. He took another step closer until the two boys stood right up against each other. They looked straight into each other’s eyes and there was so much ferocity and tension building up between them that it looked like they wanted to rip each other’s throats out.
“If you love me,” the shorter boy started, “then you should stop what you’re fucking doing and listen to me for once.” He said in a whisper. It was barely audible, but it contained so much pleading and malice that it almost seemed like a deadly threat.
The older boy scoffed and looked away from those eyes. He can’t take it anymore. He can’t take those piercing, accusing eyes. “Well you know what?” He said in such a mocking way. He knew he should stop. He should have just stopped earlier. He should have just stopped and listened to what the younger boy was trying to say. But he’s just so stubborn. So damn stubborn and selfish. “I don’t fucking love you.” He knew he regretted saying those words the moment the syllables escaped his lips. He didn’t mean it. He never means what he says when he’s in a heated argument. But this time, this time he took it too far. He took it too far and now he can’t even stop. “I don’t love you. I’m sick of seeing your face and I’m sick of hearing your nagging voice every damn single day! Are you happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?!”
The younger boy stared at the older and almost laughed in disbelief. He couldn’t believe it. All he tried to do was help and tried to talk things out. But no, it never works out like that. He was ridiculous to believe that he could solve anything just by talking. It was never that easy. “Fine. You don’t love me?” He repeated, tears starting to form. “I don’t love you either!” He yelled and shoved the taller boy away. He headed to the door and was about to leave, but the other took a hold of his arm.
“Wait, I’m sorry-”
“No! Get the fuck away from me, bastard!” He didn’t care what the other had to say. It was too late. Too fucking late to change anything, to take anything back.
“Listen to me! I didn’t mean what I said.” The older boy pleaded. “You know I love you. I’m so sorry, Yoseob.”
Yoseob turned around to face the other boy. The tears that formed were already rolling down his cheeks. “What? You want me to listen to you? Don’t be such a fucking hypocrite! Why should I listen to you, when you never listen me, Doojoon? Don’t fuck around with me.” He replied seethingly as he managed to break his arm free from Doojoon’s grip. “If you hate me so much then you’ll never see my damn face or hear my ugly voice again!” He yelled as he ran out of the dorm.
As he ran down the hall, he could hear the other calling his name and telling him to stop, but he didn’t want to hear it. He ran out of the building and onto the streets. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he blindly ran to wherever he could. He didn’t know where he was going and he couldn’t see. All he saw were blurs of color and light as he ran and ran, he was nearly out of breath. But he didn’t care. He didn’t care if people recognized him, he didn’t care that random people were following him like annoying paparazzi with their stupid camera phones. Some were asking him what’s wrong over and over, but what would they know? They don’t know anything. He just wanted to get away, to get away from Doojoon, this pain and hurt, from this life, he just wanted to get away from everything.
-----
The dorm was a mess in a mere matter of seconds. The table was turned over, things were thrown across the room and some precious items were even lying broken on the floor. All of this was due to the young man sitting on the couch with his face buried in his hands. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He mumbled into his hands. This time he messed up big time and he knew it. Suddenly he stood up and screamed. “FUCK it all!” He kicked the overturned table out of sheer anger. God, he’s in such a terrible mess. He should have ran after Yoseob instead of just freaking yelling out of his name and telling him to stop. He’s so stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He looked at the mess he made and sighed. “Shit.” When the other members come back, they’re going to be so furious.
The others had their own plans that night. Dongwoon was off with Mir, Junhyung and Hyunseung were probably watching some movie together and Kikwang was off doing who knows what. That left Yoseob and himself alone at the dorm, but that didn’t turn out really well.
Doojoon sighed yet again. There’s nothing he could do right now. He was too tired to clean up the mess he made and it was near impossible to find Yoseob right now. If he tried to call him, he was pretty sure that Yoseob wouldn’t pick up anyways. So he grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. God, he just needed to keep his mind off of this and he really needed something to drink right now.
/end
Uhoh. DunDunDun.
This fic is already three chapters long, but the other two are posted somewhere else :0
I'm going to update here when I update over there. Wherever there is. Idk. You can go find out yourself. So that means the other place is already two chapters ahead. Lol.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this first chapterrrrr.
Comments and critics are always welcomed. :))
Thanks!
ps. First post. HOORAYY!!