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enkannerligen) wrote2012-09-07 10:51 pm
enkannerligen) wrote2012-09-07 10:51 pm
Entry tags:
two drabbles. pg. sulli/henry.
title: an inanimate object
rating: pg
pairing: sulli/henry
summary: she doesn’t even close her eyes
word count: 195 words
notes: originally on kficanon@lj.
Just because something is beautiful doesn't mean it's good.
title: aesthetic admiration
rating: pg
pairing: sulli/henry
summary: her hair is short
word count: 215 words
notes: originally on kficanon@dw.
destruction of beauty
rating: pg
pairing: sulli/henry
summary: she doesn’t even close her eyes
word count: 195 words
notes: originally on kficanon@lj.
she's quiet when she looks at him. he would describe her eyes as emotionless if it weren't that she was looking so immensely bored. he does not know what it is she is bored by — if it is him or simply life itself. no one ever knows why she's bored, so that's why people whisper or outright tells her to her face that they think she's a bitch. she's quiet and she's staring and he wonders if she's waiting for him to say something. he cups her face in his hands and moves his thumbs over her cheeks. he drags one thumb across her full lips and her eyes are still bored.
i am a thing, she doesn't say but he knows it. he knows it and he wishes he could say something to her. maybe her eyes weren't bored. maybe she just was empty. her cheeks are pale and her lips are red and her eyes are nothing. there is no meaning in telling her all the things he wishes to. there is no meaning in something, because something is just as empty as her eyes. he counts her eyelashes and loses count.
i am a thing, she doesn't say but he knows it. he knows it and he wishes he could say something to her. maybe her eyes weren't bored. maybe she just was empty. her cheeks are pale and her lips are red and her eyes are nothing. there is no meaning in telling her all the things he wishes to. there is no meaning in something, because something is just as empty as her eyes. he counts her eyelashes and loses count.
title: aesthetic admiration
rating: pg
pairing: sulli/henry
summary: her hair is short
word count: 215 words
notes: originally on kficanon@dw.
her hair is short. she doesn't look like a boy, not even close, but without the length of her hair he finds something missing. there's even less to her. almost like there is nothing left. at large, she still looks the same though — her lips are red and her cheeks pale. the red is only painted on though, and he's pretty sure if you cut her open she wouldn't even bleed.
am i beautiful? she doesn't ask, but the air surrounding her reads as such. he has nothing to say, once again, because he knows it's less meaning in it now than it was then. how much time has passed he doesn't know, just that it was a then and a now and that those weren't the same. she's quiet. he tries his best to count her eyelashes again, and he comes further than he did before. she has a cut high on her cheek, he notices. he runs the pad of his thumb over it, and she looks at him with her empty eyes once again. he presses down on the cut, enough so that it should hurt. she doesn't even wince. he presses and he presses and he presses and then she scatters.
she is quiet. nothing should be quiet, shouldn't it?
am i beautiful? she doesn't ask, but the air surrounding her reads as such. he has nothing to say, once again, because he knows it's less meaning in it now than it was then. how much time has passed he doesn't know, just that it was a then and a now and that those weren't the same. she's quiet. he tries his best to count her eyelashes again, and he comes further than he did before. she has a cut high on her cheek, he notices. he runs the pad of his thumb over it, and she looks at him with her empty eyes once again. he presses down on the cut, enough so that it should hurt. she doesn't even wince. he presses and he presses and he presses and then she scatters.
she is quiet. nothing should be quiet, shouldn't it?