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[fanfiction] Broken Record - Prologue
심창민 // Sing Baby; Sing
9ine_lives wrote in hominoids
Title: Broken Record
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin
Rating: G - R
Summary: Decisions, whether they are big or small, can change your life forever.


A small series of beeps resonate through the room and Changmin stirs at the sound. He opens his eyes blearily, rubbing at the crusted tears that have streaked down his face.

Not being able to cry in front of his older bandmates – out of fear, or hurt, or anger; he really didn’t know – he found salvage in his shared bedroom with Yunho. He cried silently, secretly, not wanting to worry Yunho, but also because he wanted the whole thing to be a sick fantasy his mind has conjured up, a figment of his imagination.

Last night was been one of the hardest he had to endure.

All the shouting and clawing and malice. Harsh, poisonous words fall from chap-stick covered lips and soft, manicured hands clench into ugly fists. He had never seen them so angry before, so utterly furious you could see the rage emanate from their shaking bodies.

Last night he had tossed and turned and made himself into a sweaty, tangled mess.

Last night repeats over and over in his head like a broken record, and he just wants to snatch it up and break it in two.

He wonders if Yunho cried.

His full mouth downturned, and his eyes spilling salty tears as he tried to stifle his sobs. But Changmin didn’t hear anything at all last night after Yunho had said goodnight to him.

Thinking the younger was asleep, Yunho merely brushed aside the lengthening hair at his forehead and breathed a soft, “Goodnight.”

He didn’t hear anything distressing coming from Yunho’s side of the room. No sobbing, or sleep-less fidgeting; nothing but the sound of deep, even breathing.

Changmin groped for his small, black phone on the side of the bed, unlocking and looking at the blinding screen with squinted eyes. The light illuminates Changmin’s face in the darkness, cutting across his sharp cheekbones and streaking through the mess of dark curls on his head. With stiff fingers, he grips his he scrolls through the message his manager has sent him and Yunho.

And probably Jaejoong and Junsu and Yoochun too.

It’s the usual monthly schedule, but Changmin feels his heart drop to his cold toes and shatter, acid burning its way up his throat.

A blank screen stares up at him from where next month's schedule should be.


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Wow i really like this. Cant wait for the next chapter ^^

Thank you!

Hopefully I can get the next chapter out soon~ ヾ(。◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ノ

Awww, Changmin bb. let me hug him ^_^
Wonder what happened. ;)
Nice start

That's for me to know and for you to find out, hehe.

Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading! ヾ(。◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ノ

Thank you! ヾ(。◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ノ

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