柏木MIA (furutsu) wrote in miracle______,
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like an angel
kyuhyun x sungmin, pg13, fluffy


note:i have no time for reading it all one more time, so forgive me about mistypes and spelling mistakes. it took me forever and i gotta rest now.

he had a headache. when he stepped, he felt like his brain were going to get exploded. he wondered why-- why such pain. he lay down on his bed, he could feel the blood run in his head, in his brain, he felt his brain getting bigger, getting ready to explode into pieces.
he took some sleep pills and in few minutes, he looked like he fainted.

- -

he woke up a couple of hours later. he couldn't remember his name.
he knew he was.. what's it called? oh, he was a boy. he was a boy with no name.

he wondered how old were he himself, he looked like a 10-years-old boy. probably he was older, but who minds. and when he faced himself looking at the mirror, he thought he was a girl, he had a girl-like face, but he had things down there. he was a boy.

he wasn't pretty sure about his mother language. was it korean? oh, he could remember some names. like korean. he knew that thing at the ceiling was a lamp, and he was sitting on a bed, and the room was half dark now. but, he looked at the floor and there was that pink thing he didn't know what it was for. ok, only one thing. he could handle it.

he went to the desk, and looked deeper into the papers. he read almost everything, he could recognize almost everything. but there were things he couldn't, like super junior, and some strange names.

he went to the door, and touched it-- wood.

the door opened, and he went through.

- -

it was a great place, colorful place. he wondered how many people lived there, because there were so many beds. he asked himself if the bed he woke up was his and the other ones were the people he lived with's, not waiting for an answer. he felt guilty for not remembering neither their names and faces, but, afterall, he felt kind of happy. maybe learning it all again would be funny.

he wondered how he was before waking up.

- -

he listened some noises coming from the other room, and he went there. maybe he would ruin all that joy about not remembering anything, but he gave a try.
there was a boy. other boy. a tall boy, with black hair. looked like an older boy. this boy turned around and looked at our boy, who was standing at the hallway.

"oi, wanna drink something? there's water, juice, soda..."
"what's soda?" the name was familiar but meant nothing at all.
"are you kidding? you love soda! come on."
"i can't... remember. anything. who are you? are you my friend?"

the tall and black haired boy wasn't anything but shocked.

- -

they went outside, killing silence between them. out there, it was beautiful; there were big trees, birds flying, warm breeze. beautiful.

"let me introduce myself. i'm kyuhyun, cho kyuhyun. i'm 9 this year, do i look older? guess i'm too tall for my age. you are sungmin, lee sungmin, and you're older than me, you're 11. we aren't that close 'cause you like to play with ryeowook and hyukjae more. we're all friends afterall, sometimes we call ourselves as brothers. you're my older brother and i'd like to play with you, can we--?"

kyuhyun smiled brightly like a star. kyuhyun looked like an angel.

sungmin liked him. he wanted to play with him. he nodded.

- -

they lay down on the grass and looked up to the sky.

blue sky.

- -

they played cards when the dawn came. sungmin said, "kyu, you're the king. you're the K. there's no S, can i be your queen anyway?"

kyuhyun didn't hesitate, "fine!". he took the queen card red and full of red hearts (sungmin didn't know the name for that type) and wrote on it's top, S.

- -

they went to the place they were before going out. there was no one home but them.

they watched tv, they ate ice-cream, kyuhyun taught sungmin things. they flew to the sky they were looking up before.

- -

about three hours later, sungmin looked again at the place.
it didn't look strange anymore, sungmin felt he was home.

- -

sungmin decided to took a nap, and lay down on kyuhyun's lap.

- -

he woke up and he couldn't remember his name.
he knew he was.. what's it called? oh, he was a boy. he was a boy with no name.

he wondered how old were he himself, he looked like a 13-years-old boy. probably he was older, but who minds. and when he faced himself looking at the mirror, he thought he was a girl, he had a female face, but he had things down there. he was surely a boy.

he wasn't pretty sure about his mother language. was it korean? oh, he could remember some names. but when he looked at the floor and there was that pink thing he didn't know what it was for. ok, only one thing. he could handle it.

he didn't go to the desk because it was so messed up.

he went to the door, and when touched it the door opened, and he went through.

- -

it was a great place, colorful place. maybe he lived there along with other people, people who owned those beds. he felt guilty for not remembering neither their names and faces, but, afterall, he felt kind of happy.

he wondered how he was before waking up.

- -

he listened some noises coming from the other room, and he went there. he knew all that joy about not remembering anything wouldn't ruin just because he went there.
there was a boy. other boy. a tall boy, with black hair. looked like an older boy. this boy turned around and looked at our boy, who was standing at the hallway.

"oi, wanna drink something? there's water, juice, soda..."
"what's soda?" the name was familiar but meant nothing at all.
"are you kidding? you love soda! come on."
"i can't... remember. anything. who are you? are you my friend?"

the tall and black haired boy wasn't anything but shocked.

- -

they went to the living, killing silence between them. warm breeze and silence.

"let me introduce myself. i'm kyuhyun, cho kyuhyun. i'm 12 this year, but who minds. you are sungmin, lee sungmin, and you're older than me, you're 14. we aren't that close 'cause you like to stay with ryeowook and hyukjae more. we're all friends afterall, sometimes we call ourselves as brothers. you're my older brother and i'd like to play videogame with you, can we--?"

kyuhyun smiled brightly like a star. kyuhyun looked like an angel.

sungmin liked him. he didn't know why but he wanted to play with him. he nodded.

- -

they lay down on the couch and looked up to the ceiling.

white ceiling.

- -

"once you said you were my queen", said kyuhyun when the dawn came.

"did i?" sungmin wasn't anything.

- -

it was night outside and there was no one home but them.

they watched tv, they ate junk food, kyuhyun taught sungmin forgotten things. they could flew to the sky if they had wings.

- -

about three hours later, sungmin looked again at the place.
it didn't look strange anymore, sungmin felt he was home.

- -

sungmin decided to took a nap, and lay down on kyuhyun's shoulder.

- -

he woke up and he couldn't remember his name. he knew he was a boy. he was a boy with no name.

he wondered how old were he himself, he looked like a 16-years-old boy. probably he was older, but who minds. and when he faced himself looking at the mirror, he thought he was a girl, he had a girl face, but he had things down there, and there were no boobs. he was surely a boy.

he wasn't pretty sure about his mother language, but soon he figured out it was korean. there were things he looked at and didn't remember the name, like that pink thing on the floor he didn't know what it was for.

he didn't pay attention on the room he was in, he just wanted to go away from there.

when he went to the door, it opened, and he went through.

- -

he didn't pay attention in anything at all. he just wanted to find someone, and he wondered how he was before waking up.

- -

he listened some noises coming from the other room, and he went there. finally, he thought. there was a boy. other boy. a tall boy, with black hair. looked like an older boy. this boy turned around

and looked at our boy, who was standing at the hallway.

"oi, wanna drink something? there's water, juice, soda..."
"what's soda?" the name was familiar but meant nothing at all.
"are you kidding? you love soda! come on."
"i can't... remember. anything."

the tall and black haired boy wasn't anything but shocked.

- -

they went to the bedroom, killing silence between them. no warm breeze.

"let me introduce myself. i'm kyuhyun, cho kyuhyun. i'm 15 this year. you are sungmin, lee sungmin, and you're older than me, you're 17. we are that close 'cause i asked you for. you're my valentine. ryeowook and hyukjae didn't accept in the beginning, but we're all friends afterall and sometimes we call ourselves as brothers. see some incest? who minds. i'd like to kiss you like i always do, can i--?"

kyuhyun shone brightly like a star. kyuhyun looked like an angel.

sungmin liked him. he didn't know why but he wanted to kiss him. he nodded.

- -

they lay down on the bed and looked up to the ceiling while placing butterfly kisses in each other.

white ceiling.

- -

"once you said you were my queen", said kyuhyun when they were resting a little. the dawn came.

"so i am" sungmin wasn't anything but happy.

- -

it was night outside and there was no one home but them.

they watched tv, they ate eggs, kyuhyun taught sungmin forgotten things about what they loved to do (you know what). they had no wings but they flew to the sky.

- -

about three hours later, sungmin looked again at the place.
it didn't look strange anymore, sungmin felt he was home.

- -

sungmin decided to took a nap, and lay down on kyuhyun's chest.

- -

he woke up and he couldn't remember his name.
there was a boy in silence-- was he dead?
he had a headache.

- -

he woke up and he could remember his name. he was sungmin. he was alone in a dark room.

kyuhyun came, he looked like an angel.
Tags: pairing: sungmin/kyuhyun
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