For the one you love

Hey Guys, this is a one shot I made for my sister who is a die hard elf.
It's a YeWook story.
Flasbacks are in italic, Thoughts are written between - .... - these stripes.
Hope you'll enjoy :)!

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It was a beautiful winterday in the midst of December. Snowflakes made their way down, passing the distance between heaven and earth, before dropping down on his nose. The nose of a certain 13 year boy.

Seated at a bench in the park, that was completely empty except for the two young boys, he looked at the the younger one.

The boy he had shared most of his live with, his childhood best friend.

Watching him from afar as the young boy played in the snow. Rolling around on the white covered ground, stopping to make a snow angel. An angel he was for sure.

He was truly amazed by the boys features.

“Wookie” He shouted, when the youngest had gotten up from the ground, making it’s way over to him. “ Are you made from snow? “

“Why?” Ryeowook looked at him clueless.

“Cause you also come from heaven.” The boy said cutely.

The little one blushed. “Aish , stop it with the aegyeo, you sweet talker.”

The older boy laughed wholeheartedly. They always played around with each other and made this kind of jokes.

For him though these jokes held so much truth. Ryeowook was truly an angel send from heaven to the boy.

His best friend meant the world to him.

Was it just a really strong affection for his friend or was it more than that? Love maybe?

He really thought about it a lot. About his feelings for the boy, but all he knew was that without him he would be nothing. Nothing but emptiness.

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A lone tear made its way down his cheek as he saw him leave.

One and a half year had it been since he had come to the conclusion.

One and a half year since he had been honest with himself.

He was madly in love with his childhood friend.

It was also these years though, that he had tried to suppress this feelings.

Loving his friend so much, he didn’t have the heart to let the boy get hurt. Hurt by society, hurt by friends and his loved ones, his family.

At the age of 14 he knew perfectly well how people would react.

Being different, didn’t mean anything good.

It was hard for the boy to struggle with his feelings alone, with no one to talk to. Ryeowook was his only true friend.

The struggles were hard, especially when he tried to keep these feelings to himself. Trying not to act on it.

But he would do anything for the boy. Anything for him to not get hurt.

Yesung was also very scared for the reaction of his friend.

He couldn’t live without him. Losing him was definitely not an option.

So he had made his mind up from the start.

No one could know. He would keep it silent and wouldn’t act on his feelings.

Ryeowook was a really touchy person though and so was Yesung. This made it extra hard for the older one. Acting like you didn’t love someone was hard enough. But these lingering touches made it that much harder.

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Walking through the hallway like a zombie he tried to make his way to his locker.

He had overslept once again. He had been having nightmares lately and they were the cause of his sleepless nights. He would always wake up, sweating and not being able to sleep again.

This is wrong Yesung. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Echoed through a complete empty room.

He had slept for over 2 hours, so when his alarm rang he had just slept through it. With nobody home to wake him up, he woke up already having missed 2 classes.

He had texted Ryeowook, saying he was late, because of the nightmares. He had told him he had them, just not what they were about.

Texting his dongsaeng that he was in school and would be in class soon, he made his way to his locker.

Packing his books he felt something crash into his back.

This something wrapped its arms around Yesung’s waist, laying his head on Yesung’s right shoulder.

“Are you alright, hyungie?” the boy breathed into his ear.

“y-yeah, I’m okay” He relaxed into the embrace, but couldn’t help but feel his cheeks heat up and shiver at the breath hitting his ear.

Turning around in his arms he asked “What are you doing out of class, Wook?”

They were still in a tight embrace, since Ryeowook hadn’t let go of Yesung’s waist when he turned around.

Ryeowook looked him in the eyes. “I was worried about you ofcours. Are you sure you are okay?”

Yesung couldn’t help but stare lovingly at the one who held him closely.

“Yeah, I’m..”

“Hey you gays, get out of our sight” And they both were puside sidewards. Almost tripping, but just fast enough to grab onto Yesung’s locker, Ryeowook held them up.

- Oh no no no this can’t be happening. -

The two jocks who had pushed them came to stand in front of them.

Yesung took a step away from his friend immediately. Not that it would make a difference.

Trying to act like nothing happened Yesung said “Can you please move so we can go to class?” He tried to be strong. This was not the time to show his weakness.

The blokes both started laughing. The biggest one of the two took another step forward.

“You think we will let you faggots just go like that?” He said mockingly.

“I’m not gay..” Yesung said calmly. He didn’t want to show the anger that was starting to building, nor the fear. Fear for being outed like this. So all he could do was deny and hoping that Ryoqook and the blokes would believe him.

“No? then why did you stare so lovingly at him” He pointed at Ryeowook. The only one that hadn’t spoken up yet. “You sick people.” The bloke said while making a choking noise.

Yesung couldn’t handle his anger any longer. “WE ARE NOT SICK, NOR ARE WE GAY” he shouted.
He wouldn’t let Ryeowook get hurt.

“Are you sure, you little..” The biggest of the two of them took another step closer. Threatening, invading Yesung’s personal space.

Yesung closed his eyes, ready to take the punch he expected.

A shrill sound could be heard through the whole building.

The bloke took a step back “Saved by the bell now, little boy. But don’t let me catch you two again.”He said as he signaled his fellow jock to leave.

Yesung took a deep breatch, that he had been holding for a while.

“Come one Wook, let’s go.” He said as he dragged his dongsaeng outside.

They took place under one of the blossoming cherrytrees. It’s beauty didn’t lighten up their mood though.

“Forget what just happened, okay?”Yesung was the first to speak after a long silence.

“Hyung it’s okay, you know I can handle myself right?”Ryeowook spoke up for the first time.

“I know Wook.”He sighed “ It’s just that I care for you very much but I’m not gay and I don’t like people talking about us like that..”

- I hate to lie.. -

“It’s okay, sungie.” The boy next to him also sighed.

Yesung had made sure Ryeowook understood he had no feelings for him. He didn’t want the boy to think he was in love with him.

Ryeowook wouldn’t share the same feelings, he was sure of that. And even if he did, Yesung wouldn’t want the boy to date him. It would cause the younger one lots of trouble, Yesung didn’t want him to have.

Since the accident though, a lot more rumors had started to spread. It seemed like they spread as rapid as lighting. In no time almost everyone had heard it.

It was probably because both of them were still very inseparable. Joined at the hips whenever they were near each other. And this was quite often.

Rumors turned to actions though.

There were a few times people would speak up to them or make comments and nasty remarks.

That they could handle though.

Ofcours it was hard, but they tried to not let these words get to them. They were in fact not even together.

Yesung always tried to protect Ryeowook and speak up to those who made the comments.

When Ryeowook came to him with red puffy eyes and a red mark on his cheek that clearly indicated a handprint, it became too much for the boy.

He had sworn to not let his loved one get hurt and that was what had just happened.

Words that had been said and affected the boy, that was something Yesung could take care of. But physical damage was not something he could heal.

He had to fix this.

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And that’s why the boy had to see his only friend walk away from him.

He had never talked to his dongsaeng in such a way. But it unfortunately had to be done. For his sake.

One blow would cause some pain, but in the end it would be better for the both of them.

“Leave now!” He shouted. Opening the door for the boy to leave.

He was starting to regret it though. Seeing the love of his life walking away from him made his heart burn in pain and with desire.

Desire to be with him and pain because he couldn’t ever be.

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Soulmates may break apart, but will always keep that strong bond.
If love is meant to be this love will always find it’s way back.

The 17 year old boy made his way down town.

It was once again one of those days he had nothing to do. No homework, no sports, no parents at home and no one to go to.

He had those useless days very often since that day.

Ryeowook had been his one and only friend. He didn’t really have anyone else.

After those rumours people also didn’t really want to talk to him anymore.

Usually he would just stay inside, but it was a beautiful day even though it was winter and he really needed to go out.

Naturally he walked to the park not far away from his house.

Their park

When he was halfway there the clouds began to cry. Snowflakes made their way down to earth.

Yesung looked up and a little snowflake landed on his nose, melting against the warmth of his skin.

A light breeze made him shiver and he put his hand deep inside the pockets of his jacket, his nose nuzzling into the warmth of his scarf.

Finally arriving at the park he took a seat at the bench.

Their bench

Staring at the little frozen lake in front of him, he thought about all those happy times. The happy times shared with his first and only love.

Two and a half years had it been.

Two and a half years since he had broken of the friendship with his best friend, his love.

“I don’t want these rumours Ryeowook, can’t you understand?”

- It is bad for you -

“They will hurt my reputation. It’s becoming too much okay?”

“Leave now”
Yesung said these horrible things, with tears streaming down his face.

And that was the last he had seen from the younger boy. He had changed schools, so he would never have to run into him again.

The thought that the pain would subside eventually was nothing but incorrect.

The longer it was that he didn’t see the boy, the more it hurt. He missed his dongsaeng every second of the day.

Tears were streaming down Yesung’s face as he recalled the sad and happy moments, until her heard a soothing voice.

“Are you made from ice?”

A smile made its way up to his face. His features blooming. “Why?” he asked even though he already knew the answer.

“Cause you also came from heaven.”

Before that sentence was even finished Yesung had stood up and turned around.

For a moment he was stunned by the boy, like it was love at first sight all over again. But in no time he had run up to him and tackled him into a strong embrace.

The tears that were streaming down his face had multiplied. But know they were from happiness.

“I’m so sorry Wookie. I’m so sorry. I missed you so much.”

“I missed you to hyung. So very much.”

Ryeowook pulled away smiling at the older boy.

“Pretty boys shouldn’t cry hyung. Especially when that boy holds a special meaning in my heart.”

“I love you” Yesung whispered awestruck.

“I know sungie, I love you to. I’ve loved you all this time.” Ryeowook said as he slowly came closer.

Both boys closing their eyes, losing themselves in their own little world. And for the very first time their lips locked in a kiss, so beautiful, neither boys would have thought they ever have.

When love is meant to be, no matter how hard the struggles are, it will always find his way .