kyungsoo.
“again, I stand in the rain today
It’s raining once again, on a cold Friday night. Technically, it’s almost dawn, Kyungsoo supposes. He sits up on his cold bed, staring at the pouring rain—where it drizzles outside, drops of rain tapping against the windows of his room. The clock strikes four; and Kyungsoo thinks of the rain; how it would feel on his skin. The rain would paint stars on his palm, smother him in sorrow, flow on his face along his tears. He figures that the feeling of being under the rain would be nice.
This is it, he thinks. The cat is out of the bag. The news is out. Everyone knows, everyone cherishes, everyone adores; at first, it was disbelief – though that Kyungsoo had thought about it, swallowing reality, how could everyone not? They were the epitome of perfection, completing every corner of flaws with each lovely whispers and soft kisses.
Whereas Kyungsoo stays alone, in his room; watching as the sky whimpers, sobs, cries and screams. The rain reminds Kyungsoo of his own self. Stretching his arms, he gets out of bed and hopes for the rain to wait for him. The rain would sing, Kyungsoo would sing along, as he sheds tears of heartbreak – the ones that would flow with the rain, along with millions of other heartbroken tears and goodbyes.
He leaves his phone by the table, next to the framed picture of lies. With his heart in his hands, Kyungsoo heads out of his room – he slips onto his slippers and runs into the rain’s embrace. The second he dashes out of the dorm, rain greets him and drenches him, suffocates him, even. There he is again, standing in the rain. Yet he still thinks of him.
The haunted thoughts would not go away, and Kyungsoo is terrified. Thunderstorms could be heard around south, Kyungsoo’s heart fell on the ground, followed by his knees. Clutching onto his chest, where it hurts too bad, he cries. No one would hear him, but he cries, and cries, and continues – for this is the way he says goodbye.
“Rain,” He whispers to the rain; the rain that had broken his heart, picked up the pieces, stuck them back together with broken promises, only to smash his heart once again—openly, this time. “Farewell.”
The rain lets him go, no longer holding him. Instead, the rain embraces lightning in its arm, careful but vicious. Kyungsoo could only hope for the lightning to treat the rain gently and sing to him - just like he did, once. He realizes that the rain and the lightning belonged together in the first place – Kyungsoo is the only person, blindly wandering as rain and lightning make love in the skies. With a smile, he lets go.
—
“Hyung!”
Kyungsoo turns around, rubbing his blurry eyes as a figure runs to him, approaching him from afar. The sky is no longer crying, the rain is slipping out of his hands. Kyungsoo is still terrified.
“Hyung!” Sehun calls out for him, eyeing him with worry. “What are you doing in the rain? Are you crazy?!”
“I’m sorry,” Kyungsoo murmurs. “I wanted to say goodbye.”
With this, Sehun’s eyes flicker with pity, fluttering with sadness. He wraps a warm coat around Kyungsoo’s shoulders and pulls him into the warmth of his arms. “Hyung…”
Kyungsoo cries even harder, hiccupping against Sehun’s broad shoulders as he hugs him under the starry skies. “It’s not raining anymore, Sehun. The rain had gone away, now.”
Sehun simply hushes him, holding him tighter. “It’s okay, hyung. Let the rain go.”
“I can’t,” He cries, clutching onto the front of Sehun’s shirt. “I can’t let him go, Sehun.”
“Let’s get you all dried up inside, okay?” Sehun holds onto Kyungsoo’s hand, leading him back to the dorm. He nods, albeit weakly.
As Sehun walks him to his room, with warm towels in his hands and a smile on his face – Kyungsoo misses the way Sehun whispers, “I promise to be your Sun.”
He also misses the frozen figure sitting on the sofa, in the living room, staring as Sehun continues to lead Kyungsoo to his room.
hunsoo, rise.
this is part 1: which was originally entitled rain.
part 2: sofa. soon!
i cant explain the feelings i have for kyungsoo now.
its like a mixture of sadness and pity, bits of betrayal.
eventho i dont ship kaisoo as much as i ship hunsoo
its still sad to see kyungsoo helping jongin but now after the
scandal and confirmed rumor, he completely avoided jongin's gaze
and jongin, frustratingly, kept on staring at him during secret night.
it probably meant nothing, i dont know.
but as i said earlier;
hunsoo, rise!
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