In this chapter : Hwoarang explains why he's not feeling safe in high places... character death (original one, not Baek hehe. I'll eventually get to that).
A/N : Chapter title sucks ^_^;;. Starts right with a flashback... tried not to make it too bloody ^_^;;.
Reminiscence
Chapter 3 : Hiker
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Baek had decided to take Hwoarang for a stroll in the mountains near the dojo. The weather was a bit cold and the man made sure that the kid wasn't freezing by making him wear a wool sweater. The redhead checked out almost everything in his sight. It had been the first time in his life he came here ; whole new sensations came up to him. First off, the smell was different. It smelled... spring. That fresh odor of melting snow and earth warming. Humus. He took another deep breath.
"I like it here" he said quietly. So far, he only could hear birds, the sound of leaves rustling in the breeze and his own breath. Much more quiet than the city, with the cars, the loud neighbors' television, all the cries and sobs he was hearing last time he'd been there.
He reached for Baek's hand and held it tight, guiding the man even though he didn't know the place. His first discovery was a snail. He let go of the hand and ran toward the animal, wondering why it didn't move faster. "You're gonna freeze, snail" he mentionned to it as it retracted into its shell. Hwoarang picked it up and tried to find it a warmer spot, in hope would get warmer and probably get out again, then patiently waited. Once it got out of the shell, he tried touching it again. Same result. He lifted a red eyebrow. "Is it scared of me?"
"Well, it's about scared of everything."
"But I don't wanna hurt it..."
"It's called instinct. If it's being touched, it goes right back into the shell, his home."
"What if it doesn't have one?"
"Don't worry, they always have one."
"Alright." Hwoarang smiled at the fact that those smily things always had their home with them. "Heh, it would be hard for humans to have their houses on their backs..."
"True."
"Maybe that's why not all humans have homes..."
Baek was speechless. His son was right one a point ; not everybody had a real home. [What in the world has that child gone through to tell something that makes so much sense at such a young age?] he thought. He'd need to know more about his past. Or maybe, sentences like these were some sort of key... only maybe.
"Look daddy!" The kid was pointing at a bird in the tree. "What kind is it?"
"I knew I forgot something home... the binoculars."
Hwoarang looked through his small backpack and got something out of it. "Those?"
"Right on!" The man ruffled the long, red hair with this right hand before taking the binoculars. "Wanna take a look at it?"
"Okay." He showed the child how to work with the focus until he could see as clear as possible, then lifted him up on his shoulders so he could have a better view. "Doesn't have much colors... unlike my sweater."
"If he'd had all the colors in your sweater, he would probably get killed by eagles, because they'd find him really fast."
"Am I gonna get killed by them too?"
"Of course not! Eagles don't kill humans, Hwoarang." He tried to sound as sure as possible. "I hope you still like your sweater."
"Yeah! It's waaaaaaarm and fuzzy! And full of colors. I really like it!" He laughed and hugged Baek's head.
"Why don't we walk some more?"
"Okay."
Baek put him back on the ground and they walked hand in hand, once again. They soon got to a crossroad and let the youth decide which way to take. The child chose left.
Hwoarang gasped at the cliff thay blocked that road. "WOW! It's so big!"
"I know. People around the world come here to climb on those. Maybe one day you'll be able to."
The red-headed nodded quicly. "One day, I'll climb it. Just like the guy over there" he said as he pointed to a man who was currently climbing the cliff.
"LOOK!!!!" There was no other warning before the same man fell from his spot. Hwoarang ran in the direction of the man. "Baek, he doesn't move..."
[Damn it... I'm trying to pass some good time with my son and now someone has to get killed right in front of him.]
"Baek... he's... he's... bleeding... from the mouth..."
Baek ran up to the child and covered his eyes, hugging him. "Look Hwoarang..." he really didn't know how on Earth to tell such a thing and paused.
"He's... dead... isn't he?" Water formed in his eyes.
[OH SHIT!]. "I don't know where the hell you learned everything, but you seem like you know what you say."
"They found my last dad like that too..."
"Let's get out of here. At home we'll call the emergency." [Who the fuck lets a child see all of this... I'm such a bad example for that.]
"He doesn't need emergency... he needs to stay here."
"No no no look –"
"I bet he loved this place. Otherwise he wouldn't be here, would he?"
"Huh...-"
"To him, maybe this place his heaven."
The man stood speechless once again. He hated to say it, but Hwoarang was... right... at least on that point.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* END OF FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So... that's what happened. It literally scarred me. Back at that time, Baek said I stayed much too calm. I've never gone back to that spot after. In fact, I'm on a third-story place and I feel like I'm going to faint. Imagine on the seventh one..."
God that sounded stupid. It's true that I've seen death before, and for some reason I don't think last time was the very last. "The thought of falling... and ending up like that guy... not being sure if I'll land on my back on my stomach, not even being sure if I'd survive. I hate pain. I think I'd prefer to die than to... I don't know... still being alive after breaking all the bones in my body." I never got used to pain. Probably never get used to it.
And I don't mind that fact. People can say whatever goes through their minds after that. I don't give a fuck.
Well maybe I do. I don't know... so want to go to sleep. "Anywhere I could crash and wake up a week later, Jin?" I say in a yawn.
"Either the couch or my bed."
Alright, we kissed earlier. Does it HAVE to go further now? "I'll take the couch, you take your own bed. Anyway, I'm here as a guest and-"
"No no no no no. YOU're gonna take my bed since you're my guest. I'll take the couch."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"No!"
"YES!" Shit he got me. Need to pay more attention.... "Yes, I'll take the couch!" I always win.
"My bed's king size."
"Changes everything. Left or right?"
"Doesn't matter."
We walk up to his bedroom. That single room is about the three quarters of my own appart! Take a look at it... so huge. My bedroom fits a single bed and a drawer. His fits at least two beds like the one he has, the drawer, plus the wardrobe, the TV and the computer.
"So what side you want Hwoa?"
"The one you won't take... obvious hehe". I sit on the right side and stretch, before getting up to get off my clothes. Then I slide under the comforter and the sheets and let out a happy sigh. I turn around, waiting for Jin to get in bed too. Might as well make the most of it... I want to snuggle around him, feel even more warm, secure.
"Need other blankets?"
"No thanks, not now. I'll warn you if I need something." I say with a smile.
"Alright... good night Hwoarang." He lifts himself over me, just a little bit, and he kisses me. Again.
That's it.
I snuggle. "Good night Jin."
Thinking about it... I should be able to get rid of that fear of heights. At least I'm not worried ; Jin is right there with me.
AAAH I'M TURNING LIKE THOSE TEENAGED LOVESICK GIRLS!!!
Sorry I'm scaring myself hehehe...
~To be continued...~
A/N 2 : Thanks to the people who reviewed ^_____^. BTW, don't worry with the updates ^_~. I usually write my fics when I'm home alone (or late at night, 1 - 2am), then spell check it and convert it to HTML day later. Though sometimes I'm feeling inspired in the middle of the week, like this week ^__^. Once I'll get my basement back updates should be done more often LOL.
A/N 3 : I'm wondering if I'm the only one experiencing problems with the line breaking HTML tag (BR), even if I put more than one in a row it still shows up as if I put one... only does that in the FF.net display O_o;; (it shows up like I really want in my browser). Sorry for that trouble ^_^;;
A/N : Chapter title sucks ^_^;;. Starts right with a flashback... tried not to make it too bloody ^_^;;.
Chapter 3 : Hiker
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Baek had decided to take Hwoarang for a stroll in the mountains near the dojo. The weather was a bit cold and the man made sure that the kid wasn't freezing by making him wear a wool sweater. The redhead checked out almost everything in his sight. It had been the first time in his life he came here ; whole new sensations came up to him. First off, the smell was different. It smelled... spring. That fresh odor of melting snow and earth warming. Humus. He took another deep breath.
"I like it here" he said quietly. So far, he only could hear birds, the sound of leaves rustling in the breeze and his own breath. Much more quiet than the city, with the cars, the loud neighbors' television, all the cries and sobs he was hearing last time he'd been there.
He reached for Baek's hand and held it tight, guiding the man even though he didn't know the place. His first discovery was a snail. He let go of the hand and ran toward the animal, wondering why it didn't move faster. "You're gonna freeze, snail" he mentionned to it as it retracted into its shell. Hwoarang picked it up and tried to find it a warmer spot, in hope would get warmer and probably get out again, then patiently waited. Once it got out of the shell, he tried touching it again. Same result. He lifted a red eyebrow. "Is it scared of me?"
"Well, it's about scared of everything."
"But I don't wanna hurt it..."
"It's called instinct. If it's being touched, it goes right back into the shell, his home."
"What if it doesn't have one?"
"Don't worry, they always have one."
"Alright." Hwoarang smiled at the fact that those smily things always had their home with them. "Heh, it would be hard for humans to have their houses on their backs..."
"True."
"Maybe that's why not all humans have homes..."
Baek was speechless. His son was right one a point ; not everybody had a real home. [What in the world has that child gone through to tell something that makes so much sense at such a young age?] he thought. He'd need to know more about his past. Or maybe, sentences like these were some sort of key... only maybe.
"Look daddy!" The kid was pointing at a bird in the tree. "What kind is it?"
"I knew I forgot something home... the binoculars."
Hwoarang looked through his small backpack and got something out of it. "Those?"
"Right on!" The man ruffled the long, red hair with this right hand before taking the binoculars. "Wanna take a look at it?"
"Okay." He showed the child how to work with the focus until he could see as clear as possible, then lifted him up on his shoulders so he could have a better view. "Doesn't have much colors... unlike my sweater."
"If he'd had all the colors in your sweater, he would probably get killed by eagles, because they'd find him really fast."
"Am I gonna get killed by them too?"
"Of course not! Eagles don't kill humans, Hwoarang." He tried to sound as sure as possible. "I hope you still like your sweater."
"Yeah! It's waaaaaaarm and fuzzy! And full of colors. I really like it!" He laughed and hugged Baek's head.
"Why don't we walk some more?"
"Okay."
Baek put him back on the ground and they walked hand in hand, once again. They soon got to a crossroad and let the youth decide which way to take. The child chose left.
Hwoarang gasped at the cliff thay blocked that road. "WOW! It's so big!"
"I know. People around the world come here to climb on those. Maybe one day you'll be able to."
The red-headed nodded quicly. "One day, I'll climb it. Just like the guy over there" he said as he pointed to a man who was currently climbing the cliff.
"LOOK!!!!" There was no other warning before the same man fell from his spot. Hwoarang ran in the direction of the man. "Baek, he doesn't move..."
[Damn it... I'm trying to pass some good time with my son and now someone has to get killed right in front of him.]
"Baek... he's... he's... bleeding... from the mouth..."
Baek ran up to the child and covered his eyes, hugging him. "Look Hwoarang..." he really didn't know how on Earth to tell such a thing and paused.
"He's... dead... isn't he?" Water formed in his eyes.
[OH SHIT!]. "I don't know where the hell you learned everything, but you seem like you know what you say."
"They found my last dad like that too..."
"Let's get out of here. At home we'll call the emergency." [Who the fuck lets a child see all of this... I'm such a bad example for that.]
"He doesn't need emergency... he needs to stay here."
"No no no look –"
"I bet he loved this place. Otherwise he wouldn't be here, would he?"
"Huh...-"
"To him, maybe this place his heaven."
The man stood speechless once again. He hated to say it, but Hwoarang was... right... at least on that point.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* END OF FLASHBACK *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So... that's what happened. It literally scarred me. Back at that time, Baek said I stayed much too calm. I've never gone back to that spot after. In fact, I'm on a third-story place and I feel like I'm going to faint. Imagine on the seventh one..."
God that sounded stupid. It's true that I've seen death before, and for some reason I don't think last time was the very last. "The thought of falling... and ending up like that guy... not being sure if I'll land on my back on my stomach, not even being sure if I'd survive. I hate pain. I think I'd prefer to die than to... I don't know... still being alive after breaking all the bones in my body." I never got used to pain. Probably never get used to it.
And I don't mind that fact. People can say whatever goes through their minds after that. I don't give a fuck.
Well maybe I do. I don't know... so want to go to sleep. "Anywhere I could crash and wake up a week later, Jin?" I say in a yawn.
"Either the couch or my bed."
Alright, we kissed earlier. Does it HAVE to go further now? "I'll take the couch, you take your own bed. Anyway, I'm here as a guest and-"
"No no no no no. YOU're gonna take my bed since you're my guest. I'll take the couch."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"No!"
"YES!" Shit he got me. Need to pay more attention.... "Yes, I'll take the couch!" I always win.
"My bed's king size."
"Changes everything. Left or right?"
"Doesn't matter."
We walk up to his bedroom. That single room is about the three quarters of my own appart! Take a look at it... so huge. My bedroom fits a single bed and a drawer. His fits at least two beds like the one he has, the drawer, plus the wardrobe, the TV and the computer.
"So what side you want Hwoa?"
"The one you won't take... obvious hehe". I sit on the right side and stretch, before getting up to get off my clothes. Then I slide under the comforter and the sheets and let out a happy sigh. I turn around, waiting for Jin to get in bed too. Might as well make the most of it... I want to snuggle around him, feel even more warm, secure.
"Need other blankets?"
"No thanks, not now. I'll warn you if I need something." I say with a smile.
"Alright... good night Hwoarang." He lifts himself over me, just a little bit, and he kisses me. Again.
That's it.
I snuggle. "Good night Jin."
Thinking about it... I should be able to get rid of that fear of heights. At least I'm not worried ; Jin is right there with me.
AAAH I'M TURNING LIKE THOSE TEENAGED LOVESICK GIRLS!!!
Sorry I'm scaring myself hehehe...
~To be continued...~
A/N 2 : Thanks to the people who reviewed ^_____^. BTW, don't worry with the updates ^_~. I usually write my fics when I'm home alone (or late at night, 1 - 2am), then spell check it and convert it to HTML day later. Though sometimes I'm feeling inspired in the middle of the week, like this week ^__^. Once I'll get my basement back updates should be done more often LOL.
A/N 3 : I'm wondering if I'm the only one experiencing problems with the line breaking HTML tag (BR), even if I put more than one in a row it still shows up as if I put one... only does that in the FF.net display O_o;; (it shows up like I really want in my browser). Sorry for that trouble ^_^;;