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For skyfever. Engagements.
Six years fly by fast.
1. When Jinki's nineteen with Jonghyun only a year younger, they go out for a celebratory drink, just the two of them. It's not as grand as they would liked to remember, more childish rebellion playing ninja than anything, but the liquor is gold and bubbly and it goes down rosy in their cheeks.
That night Jonghyun learns that Jinki can't hold his liquor worth anything, or his secrets, at that.
2. Jonghyun grins when hyung turns the big two-oh, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you! You're more of an adult now, gotta start wishing for youth.
What? What about you! and Jonghyun squeaks, he's just as ticklish.
Dongsaengs don't get tickle rights.
Says who!
Says your hyung!
Nah, Jonghyun smiles and links their arms together. We're like this, he says, and maybe something more, he doesn't say.
3. At three in the morning Jinki decides that it was something he had wanted to do for a long time, a really, really, long time he says to Jonghyun who stands sleepily in Katamari Damacy pajamas. He sits down, looks over the papers, and hums the melody. Like that? Maybe if you sing it half an octave higher... How does the bass line go? Haven't written it yet. Oh. It's okay, I'm still figuring things out... It's been a while. I know. I'll stay with you.
The hollow morning finds them crumpled over the desk drooling quarter notes down two half steps.
4. London is a special affair. It's their first photobook, their first time truly abroad to somewhere they were no one special, just a group of singers-friends-who all happened to be very talented and fabulous at the same time.
Jonghyun likes it because new things are easier to memorize.
Jinki likes it because old things are familiar, and he snaps Jonghyun looking out into the river they call The Thames.
5. Could it be love? Jinki says again. No, that is no good; and Jonghyun laughs, there will be someone with him starring the NG cuts, okay. Back to work.
Could it be love?
Could it be love?
Could it be love?
Could this be love? Jinki tries again, more serious. Jonghyun lifts his head and looks back at him in the eyes. There is no cut this time.
6. Congratulations! Happy anniversary! Two years, Jonghyun shakes his hand, with the groom to-be. Hope you have a happy life together. Wish you all the best.
Two, don't you mean six? Jinki says, laughing. Six was when they first met, started singing and composing and... two was only when he met her.
Wish you all the best, Jonghyun repeats, and lets go of his hand.
Would you marry me? I want to love you, treasure you, and live with you
Six years fly by fast.
1. When Jinki's nineteen with Jonghyun only a year younger, they go out for a celebratory drink, just the two of them. It's not as grand as they would liked to remember, more childish rebellion playing ninja than anything, but the liquor is gold and bubbly and it goes down rosy in their cheeks.
That night Jonghyun learns that Jinki can't hold his liquor worth anything, or his secrets, at that.
2. Jonghyun grins when hyung turns the big two-oh, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you! You're more of an adult now, gotta start wishing for youth.
What? What about you! and Jonghyun squeaks, he's just as ticklish.
Dongsaengs don't get tickle rights.
Says who!
Says your hyung!
Nah, Jonghyun smiles and links their arms together. We're like this, he says, and maybe something more, he doesn't say.
3. At three in the morning Jinki decides that it was something he had wanted to do for a long time, a really, really, long time he says to Jonghyun who stands sleepily in Katamari Damacy pajamas. He sits down, looks over the papers, and hums the melody. Like that? Maybe if you sing it half an octave higher... How does the bass line go? Haven't written it yet. Oh. It's okay, I'm still figuring things out... It's been a while. I know. I'll stay with you.
The hollow morning finds them crumpled over the desk drooling quarter notes down two half steps.
4. London is a special affair. It's their first photobook, their first time truly abroad to somewhere they were no one special, just a group of singers-friends-who all happened to be very talented and fabulous at the same time.
Jonghyun likes it because new things are easier to memorize.
Jinki likes it because old things are familiar, and he snaps Jonghyun looking out into the river they call The Thames.
5. Could it be love? Jinki says again. No, that is no good; and Jonghyun laughs, there will be someone with him starring the NG cuts, okay. Back to work.
Could it be love?
Could it be love?
Could it be love?
Could this be love? Jinki tries again, more serious. Jonghyun lifts his head and looks back at him in the eyes. There is no cut this time.
6. Congratulations! Happy anniversary! Two years, Jonghyun shakes his hand, with the groom to-be. Hope you have a happy life together. Wish you all the best.
Two, don't you mean six? Jinki says, laughing. Six was when they first met, started singing and composing and... two was only when he met her.
Wish you all the best, Jonghyun repeats, and lets go of his hand.
Would you marry me? I want to love you, treasure you, and live with you