Slow Down (HoMin)
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g_odalisque13Title: Slow Down
Pairing: HoMin
Rating: PG
Genre(s): angst, fluff?
Word Count: 362
Summary: The motion of the city doesn’t stop when you stand still.
a/n: Written while listening to Implode by BoA.
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Changmin stood at the picture window in his apartment, staring down at the cars passing by- only the headlights and taillights really visible in the dark. Despite the late hour, there were still so many cars moving so fast down the streets of the city. Windows in the tall buildings surrounding him twinkled in the night, indicating that there was someone awake inside. But his light was off even though he wasn’t deep under the blanket of sleep.
The glass was cold against his forehead as he looked down- almost feeling as though he was falling- the motion on the streets blurring as tears gathered in his eyes. When had he started crying? It must have been a while ago, he realized, as his tears made their way down already traveled paths over his cheeks.
He wasn’t sure that he really had a reason for crying, but there was little he could do to stop the tightness in his chest or the nearly silent sobs that shook his shoulders as he stood there- watching hundreds of lives move by at once. So fast.
Changmin’s palms pressed against the window, forming condensation where his warm skin met the cool glass. His fingertips curled in anguish against the pane of glass- a pain that he couldn’t name nor could he escape.
A light, warm touch on his waist startled him out of his daze, making him jump and turn away from the artificial lights of the city- his eyes refocusing to find Yunho behind him, eyes soft, but expression guarded. Changmin let out breath, feeling his muscles unclench slightly from the release, as he turned back around, pressing his cheek against the cold window and closing his eyes.
When he felt the touch at his waist this time, he didn’t jump- only feeling his muscles relax as big hands pressed against his skin through his rumpled undershirt, their heat permeating the thin layer and warming him all over. Strong arms circled his stomach and held on tight as he allowed himself to let go.
The falling sensation was gone only to be replaced by a security that he could only ever find like this.
Pairing: HoMin
Rating: PG
Genre(s): angst, fluff?
Word Count: 362
Summary: The motion of the city doesn’t stop when you stand still.
a/n: Written while listening to Implode by BoA.
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Changmin stood at the picture window in his apartment, staring down at the cars passing by- only the headlights and taillights really visible in the dark. Despite the late hour, there were still so many cars moving so fast down the streets of the city. Windows in the tall buildings surrounding him twinkled in the night, indicating that there was someone awake inside. But his light was off even though he wasn’t deep under the blanket of sleep.
The glass was cold against his forehead as he looked down- almost feeling as though he was falling- the motion on the streets blurring as tears gathered in his eyes. When had he started crying? It must have been a while ago, he realized, as his tears made their way down already traveled paths over his cheeks.
He wasn’t sure that he really had a reason for crying, but there was little he could do to stop the tightness in his chest or the nearly silent sobs that shook his shoulders as he stood there- watching hundreds of lives move by at once. So fast.
Changmin’s palms pressed against the window, forming condensation where his warm skin met the cool glass. His fingertips curled in anguish against the pane of glass- a pain that he couldn’t name nor could he escape.
A light, warm touch on his waist startled him out of his daze, making him jump and turn away from the artificial lights of the city- his eyes refocusing to find Yunho behind him, eyes soft, but expression guarded. Changmin let out breath, feeling his muscles unclench slightly from the release, as he turned back around, pressing his cheek against the cold window and closing his eyes.
When he felt the touch at his waist this time, he didn’t jump- only feeling his muscles relax as big hands pressed against his skin through his rumpled undershirt, their heat permeating the thin layer and warming him all over. Strong arms circled his stomach and held on tight as he allowed himself to let go.
The falling sensation was gone only to be replaced by a security that he could only ever find like this.
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Date: 2011-03-11 08:14 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-03-18 06:20 am (UTC)thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2011-03-11 11:44 am (UTC)I still remember looking outside the window of my plane at 6ish the voice of a weird lady telling me we were ready to depart, Of course I was alone since my mom was already in New York and the pain of the unknown was so great I cried so badly. Because I already missed everyone, because it was a new country and specially because I was worried over the language barrier. I have no family here and I was afraid.
Sorry for the TMI. This just remind me of that significant moment.
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Date: 2011-03-11 07:03 pm (UTC)i'm glad that you felt like you could relate to this. well, not that i'm glad that you are sad. you know what i mean.
but that sounds so tough- moving to a different country alone. i've never done it, but someday i probably will.
i'm glad that you liked this.
thanks for reading and commenting! <3
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Date: 2011-03-11 09:18 am (UTC)My heart is breaking for my home for three years, and this felt like a hug.
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Date: 2011-03-11 07:04 pm (UTC)but i'm glad that this is what you needed and that you enjoyed it.
thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2011-03-11 09:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-11 07:04 pm (UTC)thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2011-03-11 12:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-11 07:05 pm (UTC)i'm glad that i was able to make this something that people can relate to.
thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2011-03-11 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-11 07:06 pm (UTC)thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2011-03-12 03:20 am (UTC)thanks for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2011-03-12 04:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-12 04:49 am (UTC)i'm glad you liked it!
thanks for reading and commenting!