005. 100 SuJu fic challenge * O V E R W O R K E D*
Author: Ivelle
Pairing: Kibum x Ryeowook
Rating: R (not for the children)
Summary: Ryeowook can't stop thinking about Kibum, Especially since he visits his bedroom so early in the morning.
100 SUJU FICS
“You’re late,” Ryeowook held his knees and smiled kindly at Kibum who was at the end of his bed. “Were you working late? You are always overworking. You must be tired.”
Kibum smiled a bit, “I don’t work much anymore hyung, not like I used to.”
“That’s right, you told me that yesterday.” Ryeowook laughed at his mistake and pulled Kibum from the edge of his bed next to him. He closed his eyes to better take in the scent of Kibums hair, as usual there was no smell only cold sliky strands to brush his cheek. “I must be overworking as well, but no one works as hard as you.”
“I haven’t worked so much in a while,” Kibum repeated himself.
Ryeowook ran his fingers through Kibum silky black hair. It was the same as always. Kibum never responded with his own touches, he would however, never tell Ryeowook to stop.
“Kibum, you are the smartest you know.”
“You say that too much.”
“But it is true, you know so much, am I going to heaven?”
“Why, do you think you are going to hell?”
“But should I be this happy when you come to see me?”
“Maybe not if you feel guilty.”
“I will go to hell for loving you, because I shouldn’t be happy when you come see me.”
“If you think you shoud.”
“You won’t ever actually tell me.”
“Maybe I don’t know.” Kibum smiled and looked at Ryeowook.
Ryeowook stroked his hand against Kibum’s cheek, “You are cold…” He pulled his blanket over both of them; he ran his finger across Kibum’s lips. “Your lips are chapped.” He pulled some chap stick from his bedside and applied it to Kibum’s lips.
Ryeowook started to cry freely, “I don’t want to go to hell Kibum, but I should.”
“Why?”
“I love you to much, so much I want to kill myself!” He was breathing hard and had calmed down a bit. He cleared his throat and brushed his nose against Kibum’s hair. “Did it hurt?” Ryeowok asked.
Kibum moved for the first time Ryeowook could remember, and took Ryeowook’s hand and ran it across his neck, Kibum’s hands were like ice, but his neck was burning. Ryeowook could feel a warm line that his index finger was going over. “It was the worst pain of my life, and it hurts everyday.”
Ryewook’s hand was trembling and he pulled it away. “I deserve to go to hell.”
Kibum smiled lightly, “You do.”
Kibum got up from the bed and stretched wide, smiling a bit.
“Kibum, am I going to heaven?”
“I don’t know.”
“Is it alright if I try?”
Kibum laughed a bit and made to leave the room, but stopped at the door.
Ryeowook smiled through his tears, “Will you be here tomorrow?”
“We’ll see.”
Ryeowook smiled and waved to Kibum as he left.
He didn’t know how long he slept for but it was time for his bath. He sat in the tub, his attendant sitting watching him bathe. He shifted his eyes. He put his hands to his mouth and pretended to cough until the razors he had been hiding came out. He stuck his hands under the water and began to cut his wrists.
“YAH! YAH!” Ryeowook was pulled from the tub forcefully and a towel wrapped around him.
Ryeowook started to cry as he was being carried away from his death, but wasn’t physically putting up a fight.
“Doctor please, can’t you let me go, I am going to hell now for sure.”
The doctor brought Ryeowook to his room and dried him off, before putting him in his bed.
“You aren’t going to hell, Ryeowook, but tell me where did you get those razors.”
“They were a gift from Kibum, may I have them back.”
The doctor shook his head and gave Ryeowook a hard look.
“You can’t, but Ryeowook, Kibum died, two months ago.”
“But I can be with him, he is in pain I felt it.”
“You killed him.”
Ryeowook was getting hysterical. “He is so cold and his throat is burning I want to be there for him, I love him so much.”
“Kim Ryeowook you killed him, you slit his throat, he isn’t here he never was.”
“But I want to keep him warm” Ryeowooks face was soaked and bright red.
“You can’t keep me warm, I don’t love you” Kibum was leaning against the door smirking at Ryeowook.
Ryeowook started to rock back and forth. “I am sorry Kibum, I love you to much! I don’t want to hurt you
anymore, please let me be with you!”
“Yah, Kim Ryeowook Kibum isn’t here, who are you talking to”
“I deserve to go to hell. Why won’t they let me die!’
Kibum was now next to Ryeowook, he whisperd in icy breath, “I want you to suffer.”
Ryeowooks eyes widened. He cried silently and looked at Kibum, “Kibum, am I going to heaven?”
He laughed, “I will tell you tomorrow.”
“You always say that.”
Pairing: Kibum x Ryeowook
Rating: R (not for the children)
Summary: Ryeowook can't stop thinking about Kibum, Especially since he visits his bedroom so early in the morning.
100 SUJU FICS
“You’re late,” Ryeowook held his knees and smiled kindly at Kibum who was at the end of his bed. “Were you working late? You are always overworking. You must be tired.”
Kibum smiled a bit, “I don’t work much anymore hyung, not like I used to.”
“That’s right, you told me that yesterday.” Ryeowook laughed at his mistake and pulled Kibum from the edge of his bed next to him. He closed his eyes to better take in the scent of Kibums hair, as usual there was no smell only cold sliky strands to brush his cheek. “I must be overworking as well, but no one works as hard as you.”
“I haven’t worked so much in a while,” Kibum repeated himself.
Ryeowook ran his fingers through Kibum silky black hair. It was the same as always. Kibum never responded with his own touches, he would however, never tell Ryeowook to stop.
“Kibum, you are the smartest you know.”
“You say that too much.”
“But it is true, you know so much, am I going to heaven?”
“Why, do you think you are going to hell?”
“But should I be this happy when you come to see me?”
“Maybe not if you feel guilty.”
“I will go to hell for loving you, because I shouldn’t be happy when you come see me.”
“If you think you shoud.”
“You won’t ever actually tell me.”
“Maybe I don’t know.” Kibum smiled and looked at Ryeowook.
Ryeowook stroked his hand against Kibum’s cheek, “You are cold…” He pulled his blanket over both of them; he ran his finger across Kibum’s lips. “Your lips are chapped.” He pulled some chap stick from his bedside and applied it to Kibum’s lips.
Ryeowook started to cry freely, “I don’t want to go to hell Kibum, but I should.”
“Why?”
“I love you to much, so much I want to kill myself!” He was breathing hard and had calmed down a bit. He cleared his throat and brushed his nose against Kibum’s hair. “Did it hurt?” Ryeowok asked.
Kibum moved for the first time Ryeowook could remember, and took Ryeowook’s hand and ran it across his neck, Kibum’s hands were like ice, but his neck was burning. Ryeowook could feel a warm line that his index finger was going over. “It was the worst pain of my life, and it hurts everyday.”
Ryewook’s hand was trembling and he pulled it away. “I deserve to go to hell.”
Kibum smiled lightly, “You do.”
Kibum got up from the bed and stretched wide, smiling a bit.
“Kibum, am I going to heaven?”
“I don’t know.”
“Is it alright if I try?”
Kibum laughed a bit and made to leave the room, but stopped at the door.
Ryeowook smiled through his tears, “Will you be here tomorrow?”
“We’ll see.”
Ryeowook smiled and waved to Kibum as he left.
He didn’t know how long he slept for but it was time for his bath. He sat in the tub, his attendant sitting watching him bathe. He shifted his eyes. He put his hands to his mouth and pretended to cough until the razors he had been hiding came out. He stuck his hands under the water and began to cut his wrists.
“YAH! YAH!” Ryeowook was pulled from the tub forcefully and a towel wrapped around him.
Ryeowook started to cry as he was being carried away from his death, but wasn’t physically putting up a fight.
“Doctor please, can’t you let me go, I am going to hell now for sure.”
The doctor brought Ryeowook to his room and dried him off, before putting him in his bed.
“You aren’t going to hell, Ryeowook, but tell me where did you get those razors.”
“They were a gift from Kibum, may I have them back.”
The doctor shook his head and gave Ryeowook a hard look.
“You can’t, but Ryeowook, Kibum died, two months ago.”
“But I can be with him, he is in pain I felt it.”
“You killed him.”
Ryeowook was getting hysterical. “He is so cold and his throat is burning I want to be there for him, I love him so much.”
“Kim Ryeowook you killed him, you slit his throat, he isn’t here he never was.”
“But I want to keep him warm” Ryeowooks face was soaked and bright red.
“You can’t keep me warm, I don’t love you” Kibum was leaning against the door smirking at Ryeowook.
Ryeowook started to rock back and forth. “I am sorry Kibum, I love you to much! I don’t want to hurt you
anymore, please let me be with you!”
“Yah, Kim Ryeowook Kibum isn’t here, who are you talking to”
“I deserve to go to hell. Why won’t they let me die!’
Kibum was now next to Ryeowook, he whisperd in icy breath, “I want you to suffer.”
Ryeowooks eyes widened. He cried silently and looked at Kibum, “Kibum, am I going to heaven?”
He laughed, “I will tell you tomorrow.”
“You always say that.”