Power
This is just a really short something for jishu I GOT IT IN BEFORE JAN BB!!!!
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POWER
Kangin sits in the car, the first time he has been in the driver’s seat since the incident. His hands are clenched in his lap, not reaching to release the handbreak and nowhere near the steering wheel, not even touching the cool plastic. Even just putting the keys in the ignition had his breath hitching slightly.
He loved driving and he had always loved cars. But now the tinted windows didn’t look so cool anymore, it made the space all the more claustrophobic and the images of shop signs flashing past and the memories of himself stumbling horrified out of the car wrapped around his mind and Kangin swears he can hear the screech of tires even now.
He is a second away from wrenching the doors open and steadying himself on the concrete of the carpark, when he feels soft hands wrap around his fists. There’s warmth and comfort and trust in that simple touch, a soft squeeze that tells him that someone believed in him. It makes him think of the tight hug from Leeteuk that spoke of understanding, the grin from Heechul that told him they forgive him and those precious words from Hankyung that gave him hope again. Just with that one familiar touch, all the happiness and beauty healed the pain and the loss, the horror and the despair.
Just by being by his side, Sungmin gave him the strength to try again, to overcome his fears and his insecurities. And even though the others had offered, Kangin knew that only Sungmin had the power to help him find himself again.
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POWER
Kangin sits in the car, the first time he has been in the driver’s seat since the incident. His hands are clenched in his lap, not reaching to release the handbreak and nowhere near the steering wheel, not even touching the cool plastic. Even just putting the keys in the ignition had his breath hitching slightly.
He loved driving and he had always loved cars. But now the tinted windows didn’t look so cool anymore, it made the space all the more claustrophobic and the images of shop signs flashing past and the memories of himself stumbling horrified out of the car wrapped around his mind and Kangin swears he can hear the screech of tires even now.
He is a second away from wrenching the doors open and steadying himself on the concrete of the carpark, when he feels soft hands wrap around his fists. There’s warmth and comfort and trust in that simple touch, a soft squeeze that tells him that someone believed in him. It makes him think of the tight hug from Leeteuk that spoke of understanding, the grin from Heechul that told him they forgive him and those precious words from Hankyung that gave him hope again. Just with that one familiar touch, all the happiness and beauty healed the pain and the loss, the horror and the despair.
Just by being by his side, Sungmin gave him the strength to try again, to overcome his fears and his insecurities. And even though the others had offered, Kangin knew that only Sungmin had the power to help him find himself again.