I've been here before. I've smelled these flowers before. I've seen this breathtaking scenery before. So why... why does it feel so new? Why am I aimlessly walking like an enchanted 5 year old through this astonishing meadow of flowers again? Why is my heart so at peace? Why will I have to wake up eventually? Why --

 

Kyungsoo wakes up with a hitch in his breath, taking in all the familiar surroundings of his all too small bedroom. Kyungsoo looks right and then left with panick radiating from his big eyes. The only sound invading his ears being the sound of his blue clock on his wall ticking. He slowly sinks back into his pillows thanking whatever spiritual being that lays upon the unreachable clouds that he's only had a weird dream again. Kyungsoo squints looking at the time on his clock and realizes it's only 6:30 AM. "Might as well get up." Says Kyungsoo with a sigh. As Kyungsoo gets up it's hard to harbor the cold wood floor that touches the heels of his feet when outside it is just barley getting chilly. Nonetheless, Kyungsoo makes sure to get up and wrap his blanket around his slender waist just for the fact of the mere comfort it brings him.

Kyungsoo brings the small rectangular frame up to his heart shape lips, and presses a small chaste kiss on it. "Good morning giant." Say's Kyungsoo very gently.

Kyungsoo knows that this part of the morning is the most impenetrable thing that the day can bring him, because he knows that as soon as he wakes up, he is slapped with a rigid past that he knows he wont ever be able to fix. He knows and tries to understand over and over again that he is gone. He repeats to himself countless times to take the advice of others to just move on faster, but they don't understand the immense source of unexplainable happiness the he once brought him. That the person he used to call "giant" eventhough he told him countless times to call him "Chanyeoliee" because it sounded cuter, no loner wakes him up in the morning with annoying kisses on all over his face.

"Ha... it's been over 2 years and I still miss you giant." Says Kyungsoo with an almost inaudible voice. "And I still miss you like it's been only the second day." Says Kyungsoo while looking at the picture on the frame. Kyungsoo picks it up and kisses it one more time before heading to the kitchen.

Like every morning lately, Kyungsoo brews a new cup of cofee before heading over to his fake leather black couch with a blanket wrapped around him, and just enjoy some peace and quite with some soft classical music. Kyungsoo is indeed a man of simplicity; he perfers it like that now. As Kyungsoo was sipping away his cofee, he his eyes happened to land on his old journal that has one of those cliché sayings that goes something like "A penny for your thoughts" written with big white letters on a baby blue background. Kyungsoo eyed his journal that rested on top of his wooden table in front of him, and decided to pick it up after a good 5 minutes of contemplating it. Kyungsoo picked it up and cautiously opened it up after 2 years of not even touching it, and started to scroll through it.

 

Yah! Kyungsoo stop leaving your clothes everywhere before you go to work! ~hope you don't get mad at me for writing in here. -Chanyeoliee ~ September 12. 2010.

Just reminding you that I love you. (More like stop being mad at me.) -Giant ~ December 3. 2010.

It's been a longgggg time since I've written in here. kekeke dont be mad - Giant ~ November 8. 2011.

December 20 2012.

It's been a week since he's been gone. 7 whole days of torment ripping at my heart... I want... I want to stop breathing... everyday there are crys of vociferation ripping out of the top of my lungs but no answer. At night ... at night when I close my eyes ... it's the worst. I see his image, his smile, his eyes... and the empty void next to me that use to be his place. I want to be with him, please... please.. I'll even call you Chanyeoliee instead of Giant. Just please! Come back...

 

Kyungsoo's tears mark the page, as he holds himself crying without yeild, because the wounds... the wounds aren't

healed yet. They will never be.

At around the evening, Kyungsoo finally decides that he needs to stop crying. With one quick motion of his hand, he closes the journal and hides it far beneath a cabinet in the corner. "It's a shame that I'll never finish writing in the pages of that journal." Says Kyungsoo with a sigh. Kyungsoo grabs his black fall jacket and house keys, and heads out the door to a nearby Cafe to read and distract himself for even 10, 15, 20 minutes, or how mamy minutes long to forget for even a second. When Kyungsoo finally arrives at the Cafe, he goes to order his usual cofee to just sip while reading something.

"Hello! What would you like?" Says a relatively young and bubbly man who Kyungsoo has never seen before at the Cafe.

"I would like a Coffee with little sugar please." Says Kyungsoo.

"Sure! Your total would be $2.10." Says the man with a wide smile.

"Sure... here you go." Says Kyungsoo a little taken back. As the man was putting the money away at the cash register, Kyungsoo couldn't help but let the curiosity take over him.

"You're new I guess? Uh... Jongin?" Says Kyungsoo while squinting at the little gold nametag pinned to his shirt.

"Wait! How'd you know?" Says Jongin surprised.

"You didn't know my order. I come to this place a lot. I've never seen you around." Said Kyungsoo as a matter of fact.

"Oh.. sorry. Haha.. ha." Said Jongin a little disappointed and awkwardly.

When Kyungsoo finally got his cofee, he was ready to go to his usual seat by a window, to start reading. Though just as Kyungsoo was about to go about doing that, he was stopped by the stranger he just met only today.

"Nice meeting you by the way ... uh .... whats your name?" Said Jongin with curiosity.

"Uh ... it's D.O, D.O Kyungsoo." Said Kyungsoo very warily, due to how he doesn't just give out his name to strangers.

"Cool name! Anyway nice to meet you again! Please keep coming back! Well, I mean... if you want to of course ..." Said Jongin a little shy.

"Haha, always do." Said Kyungsoo with a slight chuckle because he couldn't help but smile at the mans hesitation.

When Kyungsoo finally disappeard to the back of the Cafe where his seat was, Jongin couldn't help but want to keep a framed picture of that smile, because something in him told him that he doesn't show it much. Jongin could read all the sadness of Kyungsoo's smile. He knew he could.

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~ Thank you for reading the first chapter!

And regarding my other story that I have yet to finish, I will update it soon! It's just that I really wanted to post this one. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed reading and liked it so far. (sorry it was so short btw!) Leave comments and subscribe! Thank you again! <333