[One-Shot] Wishes

Author's Note: I will be doing one-shots for the time being because it's all my JGS-PSH mind can do these past few days. And just so I can keep updating this blog for my readers. Besides, it's fun to write them and read them as well (I'm a fan of Joongbo one-shot fics!). So I hope this satisfies the craving for our resident couple for now. : )

Wishes

She’s wearing her heart on her sleeves again, Manager Jun sighs as he reads Shin Hye’s latest diary entry.

Must be the inevitable birthday blues that comes every year which is bringing out the sadness and the poetry. But then he can’t really blame the girl. She is at that delicate age where love is something new, a poison in the guise of a sweet smelling red apple delicately offered to her on a silver platter. Yet, fortunately (for her own sake), she also possesses that rare brand of discernment to know that finding love in Hallyuland is like a kiss of death. Especially when you are young, talented, good-looking and on the brink of stardom.

Like her. And more importantly, like the object of her affection.

It is obvious she is falling deeper and deeper everyday. The phone calls never stop, the laughter never ceases, the smiles never leave her face and the words she writes barely describe what she truly feels in her heart.

Ah, young love. Manager Jun smiles despite his misgivings. He knows Shin Hye’s heart although her lips are constantly sealed. But he doesn’t know his.

There lies the difference.

~0o0~

I want to be loved, too.

Such honest, strong words from a delicate girl like you, Keun Suk muses silently while he reads her words.

He would be damned if he says he doesn’t know what she’s talking about. He can deny it to the press, to the fans, to his friends, even to his mother, but he can never deny it to himself what Shin Hye is trying to tell him through cyberspace, in front of everyone who is curious enough to visit her page and to every die-hard shipper worth his salt.

I want it, too.

It has been ages since Keun Suk felt it. He could barely remember when he last let the word ‘saranghae’ escapes his lips in front of a woman. That has been a void that started to quietly seep in to his consciousness in the last couple of years. But he merely ignored it, or more correctly, managed to ignore it because of his busy schedules. Work has been a substitute to it. It was even the reason why his last relationship came to an end, wasn’t it? He ended it because of work. He broke a heart because of work.

Now, someone else’s heart is singing a siren’s song to him again and his heart winces a bit.

It is not that his heart is singing a different tune. No.

It is just that he is scared he might break another heart again because of the same lame, pathetic excuse. Work.

Call him a coward if you will but he can never do that to a girl again. He promised that to himself the last time a beautiful face crumples in pain and disappointment before his very eyes.

His jaw clenches involuntarily at the thought.

You better be careful of what you wish for, kid. Keun Suk whispers sadly at the monitor. You just might get it along with a broken heart.