Notebook
title: notebook
pairing: jongyu
rating: pg
drabble
nobody ever pays attention to what you're truly proud of.
jonghyun's notebook was filled with many things. lyrics, notes to himself, a to-do list whenever he remembered to jot it down, random things he experienced, his thoughts at any given times, weird doodles. on some pages there were passages from key, things like 'yah, quit being so weird and writing in this book instead of talking to me!' or 'if you forget to put your dirty underwear in the hamper one more time you're going to be eating them!', on some pages taemin would doodle the occasional picture, usually a dinosaur eating a fox. minho never touched jonghyun's notebook, though sometimes he liked to sit in the same room as jonghyun and just be in the presence of the singer as he wrote, the sound of the pen on the paper soothing and relaxing to the rapper's ears.
onew, however, was never even in the same room whenever jonghyun pulled out his notebook. he was the only member that seemed to be burned by the mere presence of the paper and whenever jonghyun started writing the leader would get all awkward and make up a weird excuse to leave ('i have to fix the faucet', or 'i should de-winterize our boot warmer'), practically leaping out of the room. jonghyun was confused, and he had to admit he was partially hurt, too. why did onew avoid him so much whenever he wrote?
so eventually jonghyun wrote less and less. his notebook lay untouched on his desk, pen stuck in the wire binding, collecting dust. no one asked him why he wasn't writing in it, just like they never asked him why he wrote in it in the first place. but onew noticed, onew would pass by jonghyun and minho's room and see the notebook sitting so lonesome on the desk, and he would chew the inside of his cheek, curious, but not wanting to pry.
bunnies couldn't resist carrots for long, though, and soon enough onew was sneaking into jonghyun's room one day while everyone watched television. he sat down at jonghyun's desk and flipped open the notebook; a grocery list greeted him and he chuckled softly. he flipped a few pages and some phone numbers were scribbled, with hearts and smileys. he felt his stomach clench a bit. he flipped halfway through and found the lyrics for 'obsession'; he flipped again, and hit a blank page. every page after that was blank, and onew frowned as he skimmed back to the last page that had been written on.
jonghyun's handwriting was a bit juvenile, that of a delinquent who didn't care much about school or how his work was presented. it was rushed and sloppy, barely contained in the lines as onew read the words, feeling the heat creep up on his face a bit and his heart pound.
'jinki hyung,' it read. 'this page is yours to decorate.'
onew shut the book five minutes later, satisfied with his many doodles of bunnies and hearts and stars and music notes that littered the page, all amongst onew’s sloppily written hangul, which onew felt was his best decoration on the whole page.
'my heart is yours to write on.'
pairing: jongyu
rating: pg
drabble
nobody ever pays attention to what you're truly proud of.
jonghyun's notebook was filled with many things. lyrics, notes to himself, a to-do list whenever he remembered to jot it down, random things he experienced, his thoughts at any given times, weird doodles. on some pages there were passages from key, things like 'yah, quit being so weird and writing in this book instead of talking to me!' or 'if you forget to put your dirty underwear in the hamper one more time you're going to be eating them!', on some pages taemin would doodle the occasional picture, usually a dinosaur eating a fox. minho never touched jonghyun's notebook, though sometimes he liked to sit in the same room as jonghyun and just be in the presence of the singer as he wrote, the sound of the pen on the paper soothing and relaxing to the rapper's ears.
onew, however, was never even in the same room whenever jonghyun pulled out his notebook. he was the only member that seemed to be burned by the mere presence of the paper and whenever jonghyun started writing the leader would get all awkward and make up a weird excuse to leave ('i have to fix the faucet', or 'i should de-winterize our boot warmer'), practically leaping out of the room. jonghyun was confused, and he had to admit he was partially hurt, too. why did onew avoid him so much whenever he wrote?
so eventually jonghyun wrote less and less. his notebook lay untouched on his desk, pen stuck in the wire binding, collecting dust. no one asked him why he wasn't writing in it, just like they never asked him why he wrote in it in the first place. but onew noticed, onew would pass by jonghyun and minho's room and see the notebook sitting so lonesome on the desk, and he would chew the inside of his cheek, curious, but not wanting to pry.
bunnies couldn't resist carrots for long, though, and soon enough onew was sneaking into jonghyun's room one day while everyone watched television. he sat down at jonghyun's desk and flipped open the notebook; a grocery list greeted him and he chuckled softly. he flipped a few pages and some phone numbers were scribbled, with hearts and smileys. he felt his stomach clench a bit. he flipped halfway through and found the lyrics for 'obsession'; he flipped again, and hit a blank page. every page after that was blank, and onew frowned as he skimmed back to the last page that had been written on.
jonghyun's handwriting was a bit juvenile, that of a delinquent who didn't care much about school or how his work was presented. it was rushed and sloppy, barely contained in the lines as onew read the words, feeling the heat creep up on his face a bit and his heart pound.
'jinki hyung,' it read. 'this page is yours to decorate.'
onew shut the book five minutes later, satisfied with his many doodles of bunnies and hearts and stars and music notes that littered the page, all amongst onew’s sloppily written hangul, which onew felt was his best decoration on the whole page.
'my heart is yours to write on.'