_tokyolights

the picturesque view of tokyo never fails to stun jongwoon, really, no matter how many times he strolls through alleys with back-to-back udon stores, weaves through a crowd of brisk walking people dressed in thick clothing and gazes down at the landscape of the city, illuminated by lights, lights and more lights. he recalls the first time he had set foot into japan, kibum's rough hand intertwined with his much smaller one. it had been a freezing day, temperatures dropping to negative two degrees celsius. that hadn't been bothering him though, not the bulky coat that kibum had bought for him which he still keeps, nor the fact that one of their luggages had been lost on the way here. they were migrating to japan, where they will spend the rest of their lives at. kibum had said then it was because of his job and that he's always wanted to live in japan, but jongwoon knows it's something else - the forlorn, endlessly flowing tears jongwoon had tried so desperately to conceal when his parents kicked him out of the house for being homoual, kibum had sworn that night he'd never let jongwoon cry that hard again. jongwoon smiles to himself as he crosses the road, two boxes of steaming hot ramen in a plastic bag accompanying him. he remembers the first japanese phrase kibum had taught him - he had stated firmly that jongwoon was to use it on him and him only, and that it weighed much heavier than its usual counterparts like 大好き, but kibum would and will always mean every word of it whenever he says it to jongwoon.

愛している.

 

.and the city lights are so bright

the neon signs of varying colours peppered all over the city, and i still can't believe we made it this far--

 

{ big bang | dbsk | b.a.p }

tokyo is beautiful, much, much more beautiful than jongwoon has ever imagined. every time he turns on his heels he's greeted by bright lights of a gargantuan variety of colours peppering the entire city, reflections of the neon signs shimmering in shallow puddles of water overlaying the charred roads. they've left behind their hometown, their family, their memories and stepped into a country they've never been to before - but jongwoon thinks that with kibum by his side, nothing else really matter anymore.

people clad in thick coats with damp umbrellas underneath their arms brisk walk across alleys and roads, all glimmering with the fluorescent lights scattered about at every corner. the aftermath of the rain leaves a refreshing air swirling about the capital of japan, and kibum's hand interlocked with his is all he needs to keep him warm.

"look," kibum's grip tightens as he gestures towards the largest attraction of the place. standing tall and radiating with a positively bright glow, is tokyo tower. it's all sorts of gorgeous that jongwoon will never be able to name, so all he does is smile breathlessly at the alluring sight. he turns to kibum, and mirrors the hundred-watt grin kibum has on his face.

"i want to go there someday," jongwoon exhales, and kibum's got that same glassy look, evidently mesmerized - he must be doing that thing again. kibum has repeatedly told him that jongwoon's got this magical smile, the way his eyes crinkle at the sides and his lips quirk up and end just below his chubby cheeks.

kibum's hand reaches up to carress jongwoon's face and he whispers, "and we will." 

{ seungri | changmin | yesung | daehyun }

 

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