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14 January 2013 @ 04:48 pm
Andante  
Title: Andante.
Author: imaginarybulb
Pairing(s): Kyuhyun/Jungsu
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Someday, I will slowly, slowly forget them...Andante…
Note: Part of Kyuhyun’s Love Stories SERIES



Based on the song: 안단테 (Andante) - 슈퍼주니어 (Super Junior)
Based on the MV: -none-
Pairing: KyuTeuk – Kyuhyun/Leeteuk

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Someday, I will slowly, slowly forget them
Andante…

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Sleep is coming, sleep is coming.
It comes at the end of these thick tears.

Kyuhyun stared at the ceiling in front of him. He had his hands folded together on his stomach and he kept his gaze towards the white ceiling, watching as the fan spun, creating cool air for him.

He tore his gaze to the side, staring at the empty spot beside him.

Slowly, he turned his body to the side so that he’s now facing the empty spot beside him. He traced his palm over the cold spot (because it hasn’t been occupied by that person for quite a while) slowly, his fingertips trembled against the white satin sheet. Kyuhyun let out a shuddering breath as his movement stopped and his eyes closed, a single tear rolling down his cheek.

I love you, Kyuhyun cried harder and gripped the sheet tighter until his knuckles whiten. They said to fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead. But they were wrong. He didn’t fear love, instead he embrace it, give his everything to it, and now he’s dead. Tears always accompany him every night, every time when that person came to his mind.

That night (like always) Kyuhyun finally fell asleep after hours of crying.

--

“You look like shit,” Heechul spat.

Kyuhyun looked up from his mocha and raised his brows before shrugging and continued sipping the drink, “I feel like shit, hyung.”

Heechul frowned, not the disgusted kind of frown, but the concerned one and Kyuhyun almost laughed loudly at the elder’s sympathy towards him. Kim Heechul is a narcissist, sadistic male who enjoyed other people’s suffering, not the opposite.

“You’re still holding on, right?”

It’s not a question, it’s more like a statement and Kyuhyun stared as he stirred his mocha.

“What if I’m still holding on?”

Heechul’s frown deepened and Kyuhyun laughed bitterly.

I spend many nights with your memories.
Starting from the first day that it rained ‘till the last soaked day.
The darkness of the long tunnel, in my dream, it soaks up slowly.

“Beautiful.”

Kyuhyun’s eyes widen and he stopped in the middle of his introduction. He was supposed to give a brief introduction on himself to the members of the group he’ll be joining, Super Junior. He was slightly nervous at first, because who wouldn’t? Here he is, the most socially awkward kid in town introducing himself in front of 12 strangers.

He was doing it fine,
hello, my name is Cho Kyuhyun. I’m 18 years old. And uhm… I’m good in singing, I guess… And—

When he heard one of the strangers called him ‘Beautiful’.

“Pardon?” Kyuhyun arched his brows and tilted his head to the side.
Did I hear it right?

“You’re beautiful,” the other male repeated, looking at him with dreamy look and Kyuhyun swears his face is bright as a tomato right now.

“Uh…” he stuttered, nervousness eating him up again.

“Aish!” the other strangers whine, nudging the male with dreamy look.

“Leeteuk hyung!! You scared the new kid!”

That is how everything began.

--

No matter how much I turn back your memory, those words, I cannot avoid.

Kyuhyun kept his hands into the pockets of his coat. He lets out a shuddering breath from the coldness and puffs of air escaped his thin, chapped lips. Bowing his head a bit so that no one recognizes him, he crossed the road, blending with the people of Seoul.

He had his ears plugged with earphones as he listened to the same song again and he kept walking without direction, something he often did after what had happened.

He stopped in his steps when he reached the spot. He raised his head and looked up, tears filling his soft chocolate brown eyes that were hidden behind the sunglasses.

I miss you… he stared at the huge billboard with his lover’s face on it.

--

The first time they did it was unintentional, just for fun, meaningless.

Jungsu and Kyuhyun were sharing a room in a hotel when Super Junior went to Japan and everything was normal at the beginning. Until Kyuhyun started asking questions.

“Hyung, what would you do when you’re sexually frustrated?”

The elder one choked on his mineral water, his face reddened at the maknae’s straightforward question. He couldn’t believe he’s hearing the maknae saying the word ‘sex’ bluntly like that. He’s just innocent kid, for God sake!

“W-Why are you asking me that?”

Kyuhyun shrugged, “Well, I’m doing a survey.”

“S-Survey?”

“Yep, I’m wondering what the members would do when they’re sexually frustrated—”

“Y-You asked them that!!??” the elder exclaimed, standing up from his chair, staring at the maknae with eyes wide with horror.

“Yeah. And I found some unexpected answer.”

“Wh-What kind of answer?”

Kyuhyun pursed his lips and thought for a while, “Sometimes they released it themselves and some other time they… They did it with each other.”

Jungsu stared at the maknae with his jaw hung open, he couldn’t believe how calm and compose the maknae was while talking about this…this adult thing as if they were discussing about ice-cream flavour.

The older male sighed as he raked his fingers through his hair, “Kyu… Please don’t think about this anymore… It’s... It’s not healthy.”

Kyuhyun tilted his head to the side, “But hyung… I still haven’t got any answer from you. You’re the last person.”

Jungsu stared at the maknae, his hands on his hips, contemplating whether he should answer or not. If he dismisses the maknae, it won’t be a good idea because knowing how persistent the maknae is when he’s doing his Self-Survey, he’s sure the younger male would pester around him all day until he got his answer. But of course, telling the truth would only make the maknae more un-innocent.

Oh well, he could always lie to him.

“Please don’t lie to me hyung, because I’ll know,” Kyuhyun said suddenly and the elder male gulped visibly at the maknae’s creepiness. Sighing to himself, he rubbed his face, trying to form the sentences in his head so that he could tell Kyuhyun in a properly, well-mannered way.

“Well, hyung?” Kyuhyun asked again, looking at the elder one expectantly.

He sighed, “Well, Kyu… If I… Um… If I have the…urges. I would do it myself, okay?”

Kyuhyun continued to stare, his head processing Jungsu’s answer, “So…” he started after a few seconds of processing the answer. “You never did it with other members?”

“Well…” the elder one bit his lips, “Not really like that…. But… I’ve kissed some of them, you know just for fun, because we’re all males and sometimes a few months without girls really….”

“Frustrating?” the maknae added, smiling.

Jungsu laughed, “Yeah, frustrating.”

Kyuhyun nodded in understanding fashion before he looked back at Jungsu, “So… Have you ever wanted to try it with the members…?”

The elder one was clearly surprised at the question. He didn’t know how he wanted to answer the question because he’s afraid how will Kyuhyun react if he answers truthfully. Yes, it would be a lie if he says he never thought about it even once because he did almost all the time and most of them involving the maknae himself.

“Hyung?” Kyuhyun’s voice broke him from his reverie and he sighed as he sat himself on to the chair, massaging his temple.

“….Yes, I did sometimes think about it. But I couldn’t do it because… Well… I’m afraid it’ll be awkward between us…”

Kyuhyun nodded again, slowly this time, “Uhm… So… Do you want to try it now?”

The other male’s head snapped towards the maknae, his eyes widen, “Wh-What?”

“Well…” Kyuhyun licked his lips a bit nervously, “Well… I thought we… We could try you know… I.. I’m kinda curious about it too. And… I’m sure it won’t be awkward between us… Eunhyuk hyung said so…”

Jungsu sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Don’t trust him, Kyuhyun-ah. Maybe it won’t be awkward with him, but we still didn’t know what would happen in the future if we did it…”

“So, you don’t want to do it?” Kyuhyun asked and Jungsu suddenly thought the maknae looked like a cute kicked-puppy. He sighed and licked his lips nervously, his feet tapped into rhythm, a habit he picked up when he’s nervous and trying to make a decision. After a good minute of contemplating, the elder male locked his eyes with Kyuhyun, “Maybe… We can… But…” he cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Maybe we could start it with a simple kiss…. And… See where it’ll lead us.”

Kyuhyun stared for a while before he nodded slowly and Jungsu stood up from his chair and walked towards the maknae. Kyuhyun felt his heart started to beats faster when the leader started to get closer to him, his body tensed when the elder one tilted his chin upwards softly and bent forward, slowly approaching his face, his palm started to sweat as he waited and looked into the Jungsu’s eyes with anticipation.

It took quite for a few seconds for the older male to close the distance between the two of them because he knew, his hyung is hesitating. Even when Jungsu closed the distance between their lips, it was soft, just lips touching lips, nothing more.

Until the leader started to felt something tingling inside him when his lips met Kyuhyun’s soft, beautiful bow-shaped lips.

Jungsu took the risk and tried to deepen the kiss by licking the maknae’s lips, asking for entrance which was granted almost instantly. He shoved his tongue into the hot and wet cavern, and his stomach flips when Kyuhyun made a noise that sounded like a muffled moan.

The kiss went deeper, more passionate and longer that intended. They broke from the kiss when oxygen was needed, a string of saliva connected their lips before it broke when the leader sighed.

“That was….”

Kyuhyun bit his slightly redden lips, “…..Great?”

“You wanted to do…more?”

Kyuhyun looked up the leader before he nodded shyly, “….If you want to.”

The leader silently groaned at the maknae’s sudden cuteness before he lunged towards the maknae and kissed him passionately, not caring about the line he had drew between him and the should-be-innocent maknae.

“H-Hyung… L-Jungsu hyung…” Kyuhyun moaned when Jungsu started sucking his collarbone.

That night, Kyuhyun lost everything. His first kiss, his virginity, and
his heart.

Kyuhyun woke up from his sleep with gasp.

His breathing was heavy and sweats formed on his forehead and dribbled down his neck. Sighing and trying to calm his heart down, Kyuhyun fisted the shirt on his chest, his face contorted in pain.

His heart is hurting.

As his heart beats started to slow down, Kyuhyun lied himself on to the fluffy bed and closed his eyes, trying to calm his nerve down. Out of habit, his left hand landed on the spot beside him, trying to find his lover’s hand whenever he’s having nightmares.

His eyes opened immediately when his palm came in contact with cold, empty spot.

In this dream that I’ve gotten used to.

“Hyung….”

“Hmm?” Jungsu nuzzled his nose into Kyuhyun’s hair and the maknae sighed as the affection.

“The first time when we did it… Do you think of it as nothing? Meaningless?”

Jungsu pulled back from Kyuhyun’s hair and he stared on the maknae’s head. He knew Kyuhyun was avoiding his gaze right now.

“Why are you asking me this?”

Kyuhyun shrugged and Jungsu took the opportunity of the movement to pulled the maknae to his chest more, “No reason. Just curious.”

Jungsu hummed in response, “The truth was, I did think of it as nothing, something just for fun.”

Kyuhyun’s heart fell slightly, before the leader smiled into his hair and hugged his waist tighter, “But after that… I started to feel something for you… Something more than just a friend’s love, a hyung-dongsaeng love, it was something more than that… I… I fell in love with you.”

Kyuhyun felt his cheeks started to get warm and he hid his stupid smile that started to creep on his face by covering his face, “That’s just cheesy, hyung.”

Jungsu laughed and pulled away Kyuhyun’s hands and he tilted the younger male’s chin so that they’re looking at each other, “I love you, Kyuhyun-ah. And I promise, I’ll be by your side forever.”

Kyuhyun smiled softly at his lover and he leaned to the leader and pressed a soft kiss on to the spot where Jungsu’s dimple was at, “I love you too, hyung.”


--

“Yah, Cho Kyuhyun.”

Kyuhyun groaned and he sleepily opened his eyes, only to meet with a very pissed Changmin. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes back before burrowing his face into the pillow, “Go away.”

But oh no, Shim Changmin isn’t going anywhere. The younger male went towards the Super Junior maknae and yanked the covers that’s covering Kyuhyun’s body and threw them on to the floor. He rested his hands on his hips, glaring at Kyuhyun.

Kyuhyun groaned in annoyance and glared back sleepily at Changmin, “What the fuck do you want?”

Changmin kept his expression still, unfazed by the curse, “We’re going out.”

Kyuhyun hummed in response and rolled his body so that he was back-facing Changmin, “Yeah? And why the fuck would I do that?”

Changmin’s jaw clenched and he clenched his fists on his side, “We’re going out and that’s final.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Changmin-ah…” Kyuhyun’s voice soften, “Just get out and leave me alone. No matter what you did, I’ll be the same.”

Changmin fell on his knees and broke down.

When will I be able to forget you
When I open my eyes, it’s already Thursdays and again, Tuesday

Kyuhyun opened his eyes slowly and closed them back instantly when the lights were penetrating his eyes, making him groaned in pain. He then opened them back and blinked his eyes a few times to adjust his sight with the sudden amount of lights.

When his vision was cleared, he was met with the sight Ryeowook, crying.

“Wookie hyung? Wh…What are you doing in my room?”

Ryeowook sniffed and wiped his tears, but as he did that, more tears gushed out his eyes, “We’re not at you room, we’re at the hospital, you idiot.”

Kyuhyun arched his brows, “Wh…What? Th-The hospital? But… But why? H-How?” He frowned at his hyung when the elder male didn’t answer; instead he trailed his fingers from Kyuhyun’s left shoulder to his biceps, to his forearm, to his wrist—

Kyuhyun gasped slowly when Ryeowook took his right hand and placed it on his bandaged left wrist.

“You… You did it again, Kyuhyun-ah…” Ryeowook choked out.

--

“We should stop him!”

Youngwoon’s voice boomed from the living room, and Kyuhyun gripped the covers tighter. Even though he had tried to cover his ears from hearing Youngwoon, Heechul and Ryeowook’s conversation and even locked the door to his bedroom, he could still hear them talking.

“Then what are you suggesting!? That kid won’t even listen to me!” Heechul’s voice rang into his hearings and he could hear Youngwoon sighed heavily.

“But still, we can’t let him do this to himself everyday!! He was lucky Changmin came to his house earlier or else—” Youngwoon lets out a shuddering breath, “We could’ve lost him too….”

Kyuhyun stared at his bandaged wrist and he slowly opened the bandage. He stared at his wrist, filled with multiple scars from his doing.

He wanted to die.
No matter how much I turn back the memory of that day

“Hyung, wh-what’s this?”

Kyuhyun’s shining eyes widen in amazement as soon as Jungsu removed his hands from Kyuhyun’s eyes. The leader chuckled slowly as Kyuhyun (almost) skipped into the new apartment and looked around with his eyes widen in amazement and a wide smile tugging on his bow-shaped lips.

“It’s our new house. For the two of us,” Jungsu said, entering the new apartment and smiled at the childish Kyuhyun.

“Wow… Seriously!? This is… This for us? Us, you and me?”

Jungsu chuckled and nodded, “Yes Kyu. This is for us, for you and me.”

Kyuhyun’s grin widened as he opened up his arms, “Thank you hyung!! I love this so much!”

Jungsu smiled and walked towards the maknae who’s checking out the kitchen from behind and wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s waist. Kyuhyun yelped in surprise at first before he started to laugh, “Yah, hyung! You’re scaring me! What—”

Kyuhyun’s eyes filled with confusion as he turned to look at Jungsu, “This is Andante.”

Jungsu smiled and hugged Kyuhyun tighter, “Yes… The truth is… I made that song for you. It’s a present for you too.”

Kyuhyun couldn’t help but to smile softly at his hyung, “Thank you, hyung…”


--

Kyuhyun stared at the sight in front of him in horror.

His apartment was empty and filled with boxes. All of his belongings, his pictures, his couches, his TV, everything was gone.

I shouldn’t have…

He glared at the male behind him, Sungmin who only stared at him with emotionless look. Kyuhyun gritted his teeth and lunged towards his hyung, grabbing the elder male’s collar and pushed him to the wall.

“What the fuck, hyung!!?? I believed you!!!”

“We’re doing this for you, Kyuhyun-ah!” Sungmin glared at the maknae.

“Kyu, stop it. It’s not Sungmin’s fault. It’s ours,” Kyuhyun glared at the 9 members of Super Junior with Changmin. He let go of Sungmin and strode towards the 10 males, and stopped in front of Heechul.

“Get the fuck out from my apartment, hyung.”

Heechul looked at the maknae, face impassive, “Yes, we will. With you.”

“I SAID I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE!!!” Kyuhyun snapped and reached for the nearest box and threw them on to the floor, his belongings came down crashing and spilling out everywhere, creating a mess.

Youngwoon grabbed the maknae’s collar and pushed him to the wall, “The fuck, Kyuhyun! You have to move on, dammit!!! You have to let go!!”

Kyuhyun trashed his body from Youngwoon’s grasp, “I don’t want to let go!! You don’t understand, I don’t want to let go!!”

SLAP!

The whole apartment went dead silence. Ryeowook gasped in horror and Youngwoon was breathing heavily and Kyuhyun went statue, his left cheek stung from the slap he received from Youngwoon.

“Until when… Until when you’re going to live like this!? Until when you’re going to keep holding on to him!?”

--

Kyuhyun opened his eyes slowly and he smiled sleepily at Jungsu, “Morning hyung…”

Jungsu smiled his dimple-smile back, “Morning baby.”

“You’re going anywhere?” Kyuhyun asked, pushing himself up, feeling cold all of the sudden as the cool air hits his bare chest. He pulled the covers higher to cover his naked torso.

“I have schedule, you have too, Kyu. With Sungmin, he’ll pick you up later,” Jungsu put on his jacket and walked towards his lover. He kissed Kyuhyun’s forehead, “See you later Kyu.”

Kyuhyun hummed, “See you later, hyung…”

Jungsu smiled and walked towards the door before he stopped suddenly, “Hey, Kyu.” He turned his head towards Kyuhyun, “Let’s meet again in the next lives, always.”

Kyuhyun’s face lightened up with a soft smile, “Of course hyung. Of course.”

--

I try to endure through it
But I can’t help it

“I can’t…” Kyuhyun choked out and slumped on to the floor, “I can’t do it, hyung… I love him so much…”

Youngwoon’s eyes started to water, “I know Kyuhyun-ah. We all knew it. But….”

With his ears plugged with earphones, Kyuhyun hummed to ‘Andante’ while arranging some roses for his new apartment. It had been a few months after Jungsu left to join the army and the younger male felt lonely without him around. To take his mind of Jungsu’s absence, he decided to do something for his new apartment, so that he can surprise the leader when he’s home later.

He had already painted his new apartment with the help of the members, but Ryeowook told him that the apartment needed some flowers to make it more homely, and that’s how Kyuhyun ended up with two bouquets of roses, red and white and also two glass vase. He was watching a video on how to arrange flowers because really, he’s not a girl who should know about these things.

He was in the middle of cutting the roses’ stems when he heard the door bell. Curious by the visit, he placed down the roses and went to the door. He smiled when he saw Heechul and Youngwoon outside.

“Come in, hyungs,” he invited, turning around to continue his work. It’s a normal thing for him when the members visit him, he would let them treat the apartment like their own house.

He continued cutting the roses and he turned towards Youngwoon and Heechul, “What’s up?”

Heechul didn’t answer, instead he stared at Kyuhyun with seriousness all over his beautiful face. Kyuhyun frowned at this, “Hyung, what’s wrong?”

“Here…” Youngwoon handed him a letter. Kyuhyun stared at his hyungs and to the letter before he took off his earphones and took the letter.

His brows rose when he saw the letter was an official-looking document from the milita—

He quickly tore the envelope, but careful not to rip what was inside. It could be a letter from Jungsu, because the older male had always sent him letters from the military but he was curious why he sent to Youngwoon and Heechul first and not to him.

Two letters came out from the envelope, and Kyuhyun took the one that seemed to be less official and read it. His face lightened up at the familiar hand-writing of Jungsu’s.


To Kyuhyun,

Hello there, my sweetheart. I’m so sorry this later came a bit late than always. I have been busy lately and I’m working extra hard so that maybe I can come home for Christmas. I heard from Wookie that you did something to our apartment? Aigoo~ I can’t wait to see what you did, my love.

I missed you, baby, and I love you so much. Do you know how sad I am not being able to see your face, thank God I have the picture of you sleeping that I took secretly—Ooops! Kekekeke~

Kyuhyun-ah, hyung is sorry for not able to be by your side for two years. I promise, when I come back, I’ll pay back for all the loneliness you felt during my absence with a lot of hugs and kisses and loves. Please don’t scowl at this cheesiness because I know you love it, right? Right? Right? ^^

Wait for me, Kyuhyun-ah. Just a year or so and I’ll be home before you knew it. Listen to your hyungs, okay? Don’t be bitchy to them because I’m the only one who loves your bitchy attitude (cause you look sexy when you did it).

I love you, my Kyuhyunnie. Wait for me cause I’ll be back, always.

Jungsu.

Kyuhyun smiled dreamily at the letter, “Pabo…” He then noticed another letter that came out from the envelope. Placing Jungsu’s later to the side, he took the more official-looking letter and read it.

Tears gushed out from the Youngwoon’s eyes, “But he’s gone, Kyu! He’s gone!”

The letter slipped from Kyuhyun’s hands as his body went numb.

Jungsu is dead.

His feet went weak and he grasped the table to keep himself from falling. Jungsu is dead. Tears filled his eyes as his heart ached and his breathing become heavy.

“Kyuhyun-ah… We…”

“No hyung…”
Jungsu is dead. “I don’t want to hear it…” Jungsu is dead. He pushed himself up and took the roses and continued cutting the stem, as if nothing had happened, but his hands were trembling. Heechul and Youngwoon frowned at him, “Kyuhyun…”

“Shut up, hyung,” Kyuhyun cuts Heechul from saying anything. “I…” Tears rolled down his cheeks, but he kept cutting the roses, “I… I don’t….”

His legs finally gave away and he fell on to the floor with a stem of rose in his hands. He hugged the red flower to his chest as he cried harder.

Jungsu is gone and he was left alone.

Slowly, slowly, the approached moment of separation
Slowly, slowly, your further distanced heart
I will slowly, slowly, start to believe it

Kyuhyun sighed before he opened the door of the car and stepped out of the vehicle. He stood there for a moment and let the wind blew past his ears, whispering unknown words to him. Taking a deep breath, he slowly stepped forward; his steps were steady as he kept his head up.

The sounds of his clacking shoes echoed through the quiet place. Gripping the bouquet of roses tighter as he realized he’s close to his destination, Kyuhyun’s jaw clenched as he prevent the tears that were pooling in his eyes from spilling.

Clack, clack, clack, clack, stop.

The wind blew again and Kyuhyun closed his eyes from the breeze. Slowly, he took off the sunglasses and stared at the grey rock in front of him. Placing the bouquet of red roses near the rock, Kyuhyun sat on his knees, his calloused fingers caressing the name engraved on the rock.

Park Jungsu.

Tears rolled down his cheeks again, but he quickly wiped them away and forced himself to smile.

“Hey hyung….” He bit his lips and lets out a shuddering breath, “I’m sorry… Two years… I took two years to finally let go and visit you here.” He lets out a bitter laugh, “You must be proud at yourself huh? It took two years for your lover to let go of you.”

He sighed, “I missed you, hyung… I love you so much, that’s why it was so hard for me. I’m sorry, hyung. I knew you wouldn’t like it if I ended being a miserable person like this. That is why…”

He stared as his fingers caressed the petals of the red roses.

“I’m letting you go…”

“Look at this apartment Kyuhyun-ah. It was just like you! It was messy, filled with broken things and memories, just like you! Can’t you see it? We cleaned up the place, like we wanted to clean you up, but in the end, you messed up the apartment back like you messed up yourself!”

Kyuhyun cried harder, “Then, what am I supposed to do hyung!? You don’t understand! I love him!”

“We do understand, Kyuhyun-ah, all of us do,” Siwon piped in, “We’re here to help you.”

“H-Hyung… I…”

“You have to let go, Kyuhyun-ah,” Youngwoon sat beside him, tears still rolling down his cheeks, “We’ll help you. Please, don’t do this to yourself… W-We can’t…. We can’t lose you too…”

Kyuhyun cried into Youngwoon’s arms.


--

Kyuhyun was standing in the middle of a large field. The wind was blowing, swaying the tall grass back and forth. He closed his eyes, feeling the wind whispering unknown words to his ears.

He opened his eyes again, and saw the beautiful scene was gone and he’s in the middle of darkness.

Let me go…

He closed his eyes as tears poured out of his eyes and he fell on his knees, his palm covering his ears, closing his hearings.

Kyuhyun woke up with a gasp. His breathing was heavy and his ears were filled with the sound of his heart beating fast. His left hand gripped the empty spot beside him and his right arm gripped his chest that was hurting.

Tears flow abundantly on his cheeks, and the empty room that used to filled with laughter, giggles (and sometimes moans, grunts, skins slapping against skins and lots of
‘I love you’s) echoed with sobs and cries.

Kyuhyun stopped in his steps as the wind blew past his hair like someone caressing them. He turned his head and looked up before he smiled.

“I love you too, hyung.”

--

“Hey, Kyu.”

“Hmm?”

“Let’s meet again in the next lives, always.”

“Of course hyung. Of course.”


**************

Slowly, slowly, the stacked up emotions
Slowly, slowly, the gathered memories
I will slowly, slowly forget them
Andante

**************
-THE END-

 
 
 
kathybilla_katto on May 24th, 2013 04:48 am (UTC)
Omg. This is so sad. I knew that jungsoo was dead. Since the begging. But still i cry like a baby. Asdasd. Perfect
imaginarybulbimaginarybulb on June 1st, 2013 11:32 am (UTC)
thanks for reading ^^ i'm happy that you like this.

i think 'perfect' is too much for a writer like me >.< but thanks for the compliment XDDD
Alpha Dollalphadoll on May 24th, 2013 11:04 am (UTC)
My feels have been wrecked. My heart torn to shreds and stomped on DX adjkashdjksah
imaginarybulbimaginarybulb on June 1st, 2013 11:36 am (UTC)
sorry for the angst >.< but thanks for reading and commenting though :DDDD
oriducky on November 16th, 2014 03:07 am (UTC)
Omg this is so heartbreaking but also beautiful.. My heart ;;