Sand people [part 11] THE END
Title: Sand people [part 11] THE END
Characters: Junho/Wooyoung, Junsu/Nichkhun
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 2076
Summary: Year 2063. Mankind has been trying to fight the invasion of aliens for 10 years, but there's not many people left alive. And those who are still alive are struggling to survive. Junho's one of them. But when his life is at stake there's someone who saves his life and offers something Junho can't refuse.
Author's note: Thanks to @egle0702 for editing things for me ^___^ I really hope you liked reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks for your comments! Scifi-futuristic-oppars FTW!
The first step is surrounded by cold and snow, vapour escaping everyone's mouths. It's so calm Junho feels like he's in heaven. He's overwhelmed by the view, losing himself in a complete awe. The star gate is on a small, most likely artificial round island, and there's water around them. The sky's purple mixed with orange and there’s an infinite number of stars above, one planet especially close as if it was a twin. There are floating objects up in the air, but they look more like buildings rather than spaceships. This is truly a magical place to live in.
Wooyoung squeezes Junho's hand in his and the human's senses come back to him, the numbness fading away slowly and Junho stumbles. Wooyoung catches him by the shoulders, looking at his face attentively. "I don't feel so well..." Junho speaks silently and when Wooyoung looks down, he sees a trail of blood on the snow. And when Wooyoung's gaze scans Junho's body rapidly, his whole body freezes.
"Junho..." Wooyoung's voice wavers and Junho stares at his own chest, the realisation where all the numbness resides in hits him hard as he gazes at the injury in the middle of his chest. Nichkhun and Junsu turn around, deep frowns decorating their faces, remembering that the vision Nichkhun had seen before is becoming real.
He got shot.
Junho's body succumbs to the damage and his legs give in. Wooyoung holds him tight as he kneels down with Junho cradled in his arms. He touches Junho's chest with one hand, trying to heal him, but Junsu comes closer and squeezes the super human's shoulder faintly. "Wooyoung... You know you can't heal a fatal wound..." His soft voice and the painful realisation bring out of Wooyoung something he has never experienced before. His tears start dripping on Junho's face and the latter just smiles at him gently.
"I bet it's your first time crying." He speaks silently, his body growing weaker with each second. Wooyoung nods and can't stop his tears, but his hand's still on Junho's chest, sending his energy to his lover, making him feel at ease.
"Everything is my first time with you." He answers, sensing how dreadful the present tense sounds now. But it is present, still...
Junho touches Wooyoung's hand, stained with his own blood and it takes so much effort, but Junho wants to feel him. He has to feel him. "Wooyoung... Kiss me." His plea is almost mute; Wooyoung feels as if Junho's talking on a frequency that only he can hear. Wooyoung gives him a soft kiss and it hurts more than he thought it would, because Junho's lips are as cold as the snow beneath them. He pulls away slightly, just enough to see Junho's bleary eyes. It hits Wooyoung more than anything that the life force is leaving Junho way too fast with each second that passes.
"Don't leave me..." Wooyoung begs quietly and Junho smiles at him.
"I won't..." Junho coughs, small droplets of blood landing on Wooyoung's face, but Junho doesn’t see it as he has no energy to keep his eyes open. "Wooyoung-ah... Don't blame... Yourself..."
"No..." Wooyoung shakes his head frantically, seeing as the life force leaves Junho. "No..." He repeats, knowing that Junho’s life is the key to his own. And he's about to lose that key.
"Gaia... Is beautiful..." Junho exhales and Wooyoung's world shatters, because it’s not followed by another inhale.
There's only the sound of waves hitting one another, the serenity hypnotizes Wooyoung and his own breathing stops. "No." He chokes, catching the air, Junho's frozen body in his embrace feeling like a stone. "No!" He screams and pulls up the sleeve of his jumpsuit, pressing the mark, Junho's mark on his forearm, to Junho's solar plexus and preparing for something that has never been done before.
"Wooyoung!" Junsu screams and kneels in front of him, hoping that what he’s thinking about isn't what Wooyoung's going for. "What are you doing?!"
"I'll catch his soul." He states calmly, looking more like a robot rather than a live human being.
"You know it's impossible! Even if you did, you might die because your body wouldn’t be able to withstand it! The energy is too great! You can't contain two souls!" Junsu yells, seeing how Wooyoung's losing his mind. "Don't be ridiculous! You can't save his soul like this, it's too difficult! There's a reason why we need 3 people and a container for that!"
"Shut up, Junsu! Imagine if it was Nichkhun lying here! Just imagine it!" He stares at Junsu for a few seconds like a wounded beast and his mad eyes go back to Junho's body.
Junsu cannot say anything against that. He feels Nichkhun's hand on his shoulder and looks at him. Nichkhun shakes his head. They won't stop him. Junho's soul leaves the body.
Wooyoung starts shivering as the tiny yellow glowing orb that is Junho's soul passes through the solar plexus and meets Wooyoung's energy and skin. He uses all his power to catch the most precious thing, but he feels it's too much. His whole body is burning, every particle is full of that soul and there's no way he can hold it in any longer, but he fights it. Wooyoung fights the boundaries that are defined by his vessel and energy, because he has been through so much with Junho.
Junho keeps on circulating in his mind and there's no stopping it. If there's no Junho, Wooyoung doesn't need this existence as well. His mind is shaken by the memories of Junho's smiling face and it cuts deep into his heart. Wooyoung doesn't know what is happening to him, everything's in a daze and he can feel Junsu's hands shaking him before his mind turns black.
Am I dead?
No, there's a heartbeat.
Am I dreaming?
No, smells and sounds are too intense.
Wooyoung opens his eyes and sees white ceiling. Bright colours blind him slightly and he blinks a few times, moving his upper body into a sitting position. He feels stiff. Wooyoung removes all the medical equipment off his body, throwing away the unnecessary wires and whatnot. He shifts his body and his feet touch the warm floor.
Why am I here?
Wooyoung sits on the edge of the bed and looks through the glass wall outside. It's snowing. It's always snowing here.
But why am I here?
He asks himself again and his eyes shift down to the white underwear he's wearing and the arm placed on his bare thigh. The scorpion mark. Wooyoung stares at it for the longest moment and the void in his chest starts increasing immediately, making his body go numb as the sorrowful memories fill in the empty mind that wanted to burry everything deep down. They're painting him all over like a canvas, a canvas that he'd like to burn and never see again. Even if it meant forgetting Junho. Wooyoung grits his teeth so hard it hurts his jaw. It takes everything to refrain from drowning himself in tears.
If only he would've pushed Junho first and avoided the fatal bullet. He'd be sitting beside him, smiling at him and cursing at something. Wooyoung would laugh at him and everything would result in a passionate kiss.
Wooyoung touches his lips gently.
Warm.
The sound of doors opening startles him and for a brief moment Wooyoung's chest is burning with a silly hope to see Junho coming in; telling him it was just a very very bad dream. Wooyoung stares at the person entering the room and disappointment drags his soul down. He turns away and proceeds looking through the huge window, ignoring Junsu and the nurse's presence completely. She does a quick check up and nods to Junsu, letting him know that physically everything is alright. She leaves them alone.
Junsu sits down beside Wooyoung. "You're blocking me. Why?" His voice is soothing as he refers to their telepathy, but Wooyoung remains quiet and continues to stare at snowflakes outside. "We've been restoring your energy for a few months. And even when it was over you still didn’t open your eyes." Junsu stands up and walks to the window, looking at the water where snowflakes melt. "I'm sorry." He turns around and looks at Wooyoung's blank face.
"Nichkhun knew, didn't he?" Wooyoung's serene voice slightly startles Junsu.
Junsu sighs and nods. "His visions are impossible to change. We thought telling you would prevent us from reaching the star gates. We... We couldn't risk it."
"And yet, you risked Junho's life." His cold words cut deep into Junsu's heart.
"Wooyoung... We-"
"I want my damaged birthmark to get fixed. I don't want to feel a single thing. Nothing. I... I cannot..." Wooyoung bites on his lip and once again it takes all his strength to prevent himself from crying, but when Junsu kneels down and hugs him so tight it's almost suffocating, Wooyoung lets it out. His cry is loud and lasts only for a few seconds, because he must fight it. Wooyoung has to endure everything until his feelings get sealed for good.
The door opens once again and Junsu stands up quickly, but Wooyoung just stares at the floor. "Your Highness."
The Elder smiles at Junsu and nods. His tall figure is dressed in a white jumpsuit with no spikes and armour. His face seems fresh, despite the short grey hair that gives him the edge and a special aura surrounds his every movement as he walks towards the two super humans. "Just call me Taecyeon; I've never fancied such formalities anyway."
"My apologies." Taecyeon shakes his head at Junsu.
"Wooyoung, dress up. I want to take a walk with you outside." Taecyeon looks at his warrior, who grabs a jumpsuit lifelessly. He frowns at Wooyoung, who can't see it as his thoughts are floating somewhere else.
They both leave the building and walk into the chilly weather, which they're used to so well it doesn't bother them at all. In fact, there's nothing that bothers Wooyoung except his own existence. "How was the Earth?" The Elder asks nonchalantly.
"Different." Taecyeon chuckles lightly, drawing attention from the other super humans walking nearby in the park.
"True. It is different." Their steps sound soft on the snowy path. "You've experienced a lot. This experience is, without a doubt, inestimable."
"At what price?" Wooyoung mumbles and Taecyeon stops him.
"Indeed. A very high price. This is why you shouldn't get your birthmark fixed. This is why you should remember everything and learn from it. I know you think what that rational geezer knows, but I know you have to refrain from taking a step back. And it's not because I need a special unit of super humans with emotions. That bond you have with Junho is beyond our genetic engineering. It is our future."
Wooyoung looks at Taecyeon for the very first time. "Our future?"
"Fei!" Taecyeon shouts and a smiling woman walks over to them. "She holds the key."
"Excuse me?" Wooyoung's confused.
"When you lost consciousness," Taecyeon looks away with a gentle expression on his face. "Junho's soul stayed there until we brought the container for it. It didn't leave. It just hovered above your new mark like it was a soul magnet." He looks back at Wooyoung whose face has gone completely pale. "His soul is inside Fei's baby."
Wooyoung immediately stares at her stomach and beneath a cosy white coat he notices a round bump. He gulps painfully, trying not to choke on the oxygen. Wooyoung doesn't ask for permission, he just takes a few steps forward and stands in front of Fei, whose sincere smile feels so refreshing. He looks at her stomach and reaches his hands towards it, his fingers shaking slightly. She opens her coat for him, just enough to touch the soft material of her thin dress.
When his hand touches the pregnant woman, Wooyoung shuts his eyes and the scorpion mark suddenly flashes.
Junho’s energy.
He didn't leave me.
The day Junho’s born, Wooyoung laughs when he sees the scorpion birthmark on his little forearm. He also laughs, because Junho will be the one who’ll have to be taught by Wooyoung how to control his emotions when the time comes.
The second birthmark decorates Junho’s entire back. Wooyoung pokes it and smiles even wider, because it’s a huge sun.
“Now you’ve got your own super powers. Welcome back.”