Part Thirteen
Random Acts of Love: KyuWook DrabblesWishing
I used to wish on falling stars to find the one I loved. Or I’d throw coins in fountains. Did I even know I was gay then? I don’t remember. All I know is that the first time I met Kyuhyun, I was smitten with him. It wasn’t love yet. When did that start? A few weeks or months later, I imagine. But after that my wishes changed. Please…let Kyuhyun fall in love with me…and I’ll never ask for anything else again. And now I don’t. Now all my wishes are for other people to find their someones as well.
Sixth Sense
“You two are such a cute couple!” the airport attendant said to me, in English.
I could tell she didn’t recognize us as celebrities. You gain a sixth sense about these things over time. On occasion, when Ryeowook and I are out somewhere together, someone mentions something along these lines. Usually women. And they know we’re together. They have a sixth sense about it, as well. They recognize love.
“Thank you,” I shyly told her, feeling my cheeks warm as I grabbed my carryon. Usually I tell them they’re mistaken, but Ryeowook couldn’t tell what we were talking about anyway.
Non-Verbal Communication
With all the methods of communication out there—phone calls, texting, IMing, emailing—it isn’t ha
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