Shangri-la (Open Challenge: Afterlife)
Title: Shangri-la
Author: ephemeral_blue
Word count: 230
Concrit?: Yes
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Rating: G
Warning: Character Death
The air smells different. Of lilac, subtle and sweet; It's cool with a comfortable breeze that ruffles through his hair like caressing fingers.
"Welcome," a tender voice that weaves like ribbons around his entire body, vibrates through his temples.
Jaejoong opens his eyes with fluttering eyelashes and it's bright and beautiful, like heaven. Maybe he is in heaven he can't remember. "Who are you?" he asks the stunning man dressed in white standing over him.
His eyes are a beautiful almond shape and they sparkle unnaturally against the sky. "I'm Yoochun," he smiles and extends a hand.
His skin is ultra soft and he doesn't feel human. Jaejoong sits up and he looks around, there are pools of turquoise colored water and trees painted in leaves of red and green, pink and gold. "Where am I?" he asks curiously, feeling weightless and when he looks down he's stepping in clouds.
Yoochun holds his hand and Jaejoong can see that he's wearing the same white clothes.
"You're in paradise, Jaejoong," his satin fingers curl around his.
Yunho waits in the hallways, tear stains on his cheeks. It feels like time has stopped. Ever since the phone call that sent him racing to the hospital.
At the solemn sight of the doctor's expression the world crumbles around him.
"I'm sorry," the doctor reaches for him, hands cold and apologetic. "I'm so sorry."
Author: ephemeral_blue
Word count: 230
Concrit?: Yes
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Rating: G
Warning: Character Death
The air smells different. Of lilac, subtle and sweet; It's cool with a comfortable breeze that ruffles through his hair like caressing fingers.
"Welcome," a tender voice that weaves like ribbons around his entire body, vibrates through his temples.
Jaejoong opens his eyes with fluttering eyelashes and it's bright and beautiful, like heaven. Maybe he is in heaven he can't remember. "Who are you?" he asks the stunning man dressed in white standing over him.
His eyes are a beautiful almond shape and they sparkle unnaturally against the sky. "I'm Yoochun," he smiles and extends a hand.
His skin is ultra soft and he doesn't feel human. Jaejoong sits up and he looks around, there are pools of turquoise colored water and trees painted in leaves of red and green, pink and gold. "Where am I?" he asks curiously, feeling weightless and when he looks down he's stepping in clouds.
Yoochun holds his hand and Jaejoong can see that he's wearing the same white clothes.
"You're in paradise, Jaejoong," his satin fingers curl around his.
Yunho waits in the hallways, tear stains on his cheeks. It feels like time has stopped. Ever since the phone call that sent him racing to the hospital.
At the solemn sight of the doctor's expression the world crumbles around him.
"I'm sorry," the doctor reaches for him, hands cold and apologetic. "I'm so sorry."