Caged Bird
Tittle: Caged Bird
Pairing: KyuHyuk
Characters: Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun.
Genre: Romance, little angst.
Rating: PG-15
Summary: He was like a bird, caged but not under someone's control but society and his believes.
Warning: Death Characters and it touch religious theme.
“And remember Hyukjae, you must never fall in love at least you want to be dead” her mother told him once and he still remember those words when she was dying.
At that time he was a kid, now he is a man; he’s twenty three years old and is one of the most respectful man’s of villa by his father’s name.
Today he was on the church, receiving the sermon of the cleric.
“We must to follow the rules of Lord and never fall in sin, so we must to obey him and show no emotion on public or being unfaithful…”
The cleric keep talking for half an hour and Hyukjae felt his back aching but said nothing or his father will scold him later.
His fiancé didn’t even smiled at him or greet him, all days were like this; grey and with no emotions, always under strict rules that say “don’t do this…”
He wanted to sighed but refrain himself, he didn’t want to be criticized by the people for being disrespectful and being against god because his manners, because he believed in god but not in the men that hid his ambitious behind his name.
He walked out of the church and bowed to their fiancé parents.
“What a good boy you are” and he didn’t even smile but nodded “thank you, sir”
Her fiancé you will ask, her face was covered by a dark veil, so she just bowed to his future husband before left with his parent.
This was… suffocating.
Good! He was living in century XXVII and yet they were so… strict about manners, even love was a sin, well… not love but show love and the sin was show emotions too.
It wasn’t even allowed the music, not even the organ of the church can be played because is prohibited, so the instrument is just there… like an ornament.
So Hyukjae had never head an organ, or a laugh or had watched some expression, he just had live in a black and white world; good or bad, nothing else.
That day like others, after went to church, he ask his father to permission to go to the forest, his father agree since he knew his son like to walk and it was the duty of a man to maintain his body healthy in order to be a good husband; so he left him.
Hyukjae then went to the forest and walk, and when no one could see him, because he was far of the villa; he walk like if nothing really mattered until reach some place in the middle of the woods; it was decorated with flowers of all kinds, the soft light of the sun passing through the trees; lightening the beautiful colors of flowers and illuminating the middle of that beautiful scene with some empty space on the middle; just grass there, and Hyukjae then feel like every-Sunday after the church; free.
He started to left his dark coat fell beside some tree without touching the flowers, then he took out his tie and later he started to unbutton his shirt; he inhale the pure air, the smell of woods, flowers and fresh grass and earth were passing through his nostrils and he smiled, without sound but a true smile that he had never seen on his life, just only maybe; on his mother.
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Kyuhyun was a man without a care on the world, because life was short and he tried to enjoyed every day; he wasn’t a player or a bad person, he just was himself, even if he hurted others with his words or even if that meant to be alone, but still, he enjoy life like if his present day would be the last.
Some day, he was hired by the head of his villa, the task; hunt some wolf that were killing the chickens, at first he was to decline the offer, but since he needed money, he accept it; motive? If he didn’t do it, someone else will do.
That afternoon he prepared himself, and like the hunter he was, he picked some arrows and his arch, and a dagger hide it behind his belt.
He walked for all day until he could reach the forest and he smirked; that wolf wasn’t going to be alive for tomorrow.
But this weren’t like he planned, the wolf was dangerous, more of what he have thought and he was injured on his arm by the animal’s fangs.
He knew he wasn’t more on the side of his villa but on the side of another one, but since he was feeling weak, he decided to not go to that neighbor villa but to hide himself on the woods.
Something then captured his attention; some man with dark hair was turning in circles with his arms full open and with a big smile plastered on his face; and Kyuhyun though that he was like a bird, like some dove flying with his wings extended to the max, reaching something that no one can but him and he smiled.
But then the man stopped and watched him with horror, with fear, his eyes wide open and no smile on his face.
“Wh-who are you?” dare to ask Hyukjae, his mouth dry, his secret has been exposed, he will tell his father and then… everything will be ended.
But the man in strange outfit to Hyukjae´s eyes didn’t respond until some minutes after; the man smiled reassuring and said.
“I’m Kyuhyun, and I live in the neighbor villa, is a pleasure to meet you” Hyukjae for some reason; blushed at the respectful bow that the strange was giving to him, like if Hyukjae were a princess.
“I…” he stuttered and turn away his face, watching now some blue flowers “I’m Hyukjae” and he bow too, but not the one he always did but some bow if really acknowledge, then Hyukjae observed the injured arm of the other and gasped.
“You are bleeding!” he exclaimed worried and got near the strange, he rip his own shirt and rolled that white fabric around Kyuhyun’s arm.
When Hyukjae noticed the dark sky, he show a expression of fear and he walk out of the forest without look at his back, he just picked his clothes.
“I hope you will heal soon” and Kyuhyun nodded; smiling, waving at nothing some farewell.
The next day Kyuhyun went to woods again and waited for the man but he didn’t appear and all the week passed like that.
At the next Sunday, his arm was already healed; the white fabric wasn’t at his arm but at his hand, he was caressing the white material; still waiting.
The afternoon arrived and Kyuhyun hopes were dying almost, but then… Hyukjae appear; at first the man blinked confused, and later he showed a concerned expression, asking:
“Is your arm already okay?” and Kyuhyun nodded like a child.
That day, they passed more than an hour in silent, sitting beside the other; they didn’t really talk but stealed some glances of the other; the two blushing a little and afraid of being catch by the other, until Kyuhyun broke the silence.
“I heard that your villa is very strict; is true?” and then Hyukjae lowered his face and nodded with a almost inaudible yes.
“Oh, is that so?” Kyuhyun watched the face of sorrow on the other and he didn’t like it, so he sighed and stood; Hyukjae watched him puzzled, so Kyuhyun smile and extended his hand for the other to grab it.
“Come with me” but Hyukjae set aside the hand and negates.
“My place is in my villa, under his rules, so I can’t” both feel hurted but both smiled.
Days passed and when the next Sunday arrived, when this time Hyukjae went almost running to see that man again; Kyuhyun didn’t show up.
Hyukjae then for some reason felt that the world now wasn’t even white but black, all light was gone, even the slight one the once was on his eyes.
His father then told him, not happy but solemn.
“Your wedding is in three days” and Hyukjae widened his eyes and bowed at his father, hiding his expression of pain.
“I’m glad to hear that”
Kyuhyun on the other hand was on his home, watching the ceiling of wood, remembering the first time he saw that beautiful man, asking to himself.
Why?
If he seemed like some free bird flying, then why he acted like some caged one?
And he sighed; he will not find the answer by himself, and even when he always said to himself.
“Let things come and let things go” this time, he didn’t want to let go.
He went then to the woods, but Hyukjae never return there; Kyuhyun always waiting every Sunday for one person that didn’t will show, until one Sunday Hyukjae went again.
He like that time, let his coat and tie fell on the grass; walking on the middle of the place, but this time he didn’t extend his arms, this time he just lay there; he was tired of everything, of life.
When Kyuhyun arrived, he widened his eyes and run towards the man, hugging him like no tomorrow; startling him.
But when they eyes locked on the other’s ones; they just smile and rest his foreheads on the contrary.
“I missed you” confess Hyukjae shyly and Kyuhyun smile grew more.
“I waited for you” and even when they just have meet by minutes, maybe hours, they knew their bond was beyond that amount of time, so they closed slowly their eyes when their lips meet in a sweet touch.
Weeks passed, very Sunday they were together, smiling and feeling like the word didn’t exist. Someday Hyukjae told Kyuhyun to stop their meetings because this was wrong, that time Kyuhyun shout not angry but hurted if everything were a game for the other but then Hyukjae said no and hugged Kyuhyun tightly; saying for first time; I love you.
Some year after; Kyuhyun was in pain every sunday, because he knew Hyukjae had not only a wife but a daughter and that they could never been together, yet, he always waited for the elder.
One Sunday; Kyuhyun showed some instrument to Hyukjae and he started to play it; Hyukjae clapped his hands amused and giggled.
“What is that?” he asked and Kyuhyun smiled at him.
“A flute, so you can hear the music that always had been deprived to your ears” and Hyukjae hugged the younger not only with joy but grateful; Kyuhyun always made him feel happy.
One day; wednesday, Hyukjae’s wife found the flute that Kyuhyun gave to him and she, like a good believer, went to inform about this to his husband’s father.
They broke the flute in front of Hyukjae when he arrived from work, Hyukjae’s eyes were teary but that didn’t matter to others, they just shattered the instrument before him and left, that day Hyukjae took the pieces on his hands and sobbed softly because he wasn’t allowed to cry.
The next sunday, Hyukjae told Kyuhyun about the accident but Kyuhyun just smiled sad and again, like years ago, he stood and extended his hand to the elder; hope and plea were on his eyes and Hyukjae was doubting; he must to follow the rules even if sometimes they were wrong, or maybe he was the one at wrong?, but when he saw Kyuhyun eyes; nothing mattered to him but the man with loving eyes before him.
He was going to accept the offer but then some shouts were heard and both widened his eyes, Hyukjae stood too, watching the place of where he walked to be here and then his wife and father were a meters of him, his father shout him the more hurtful words and his wife glared him with hate, it will be a lie to said he feel very hurt, because he didn’t, but still he feel in pain at his father dejection.
When he was going to explain things, the people of the villa arrived too, with the cleric behind them.
“You are a sinner, the demon possessed you!” and the villa people were in guard, so the cleric added “you must be exorcised and for that, you must die” the people shout a yes. The only one crying out “No” was the man beside Hyukjae; Kyuhyun.
Kyuhyun then again extend his hand, begging.
“Please… come with me” and Hyukjae smiled between all the people that were around them.
“I will, not because I had nothing to lose but because I love you” and they ran, being injured by the people, bleeding and losing strength but still his hands holding each other.
They ran with all their might until they reached a cliff, the waves were strong; hitting the rocks with force, the people were behind them but still, they didn’t mind that, but Hyukjae stopped for a moment, asking to Kyuhyun.
“What would happen to my child?” and Kyuhyun watched him worried, but lose the strength on his grab, answering.
“She will be raised like you and live like you” Hyukjae nodded and when he feel how Kyuhyun was letting his hand go, he tightened the hold and watching him.
“She will be happy right?” he asked, knowing it will be a lie but Kyuhyuk bit his lower lip and nodded.
“She will if she doesn’t fell for the wrong person” and Hyukjae shook his head.
“Not the wrong person Kyuhyun, this is because we are at the wrong age” and he smiled at Kyuhyun and kissed him soft on the lips, then he watched the disgusted face of his father and wife, and between the multitude, his daughter appear, tilting his head innocent, asking to his father that now had a expression of pain.
“Are you happy with him?” and Hyukjae tightened more the hold and nodded, and his child smiled at him.
“Then I’m happy for you” his mother dragged her to some far place and Hyukjae watched how he had lost his daughter, but still he was beside Kyuhyun.
“I wish this wasn’t like this” and Kyuhyun said no “I just wish you wasn’t caged”
And they jumped to the ocean, the two holding hands and the two smiling.
For some reason that time, they didn’t seem like falling but like if they were emerging to the sky and the child of Hyukjae avert herself from his mother and signaled the sky.
“Watch that mom! Is daddy and his friend, they’re flying!”
Sorry if this is fail and doesn't fit the theme u.u
I just wanted to write something for KyuHyuk's day ^^