REQUEST:Charlotte Baton w/ Luhan TITTLE:LOVE IS BLIND What is beauty? I’ve heard that it was a combination of qualities, such as shape, colour or form that pleases the aesthetic senses; hearing, smell, touch, taste and sight. These are all important, aren’t they? They help to shape the world around you; they help to show you just how beautiful this world truly is. The way I see it, people usually take such simple and completely ordinary things for granted. Do they not realize just how beautiful the world sounds like? The world smells like? The world feels like? The world tastes like? The world looks like? This world is filled with beauty. This world is beautiful. And so long as there is a world, there will be people. There will always be people. And so long as the world is beautiful, the people, too, are beautiful. The people will always be beautiful. And he, too, is beautiful. That he, however, refers to the wonderful and caring man that I have come to genuinely fall in love with; my boyfriend, Luhan. As I sat silently on the wooden bench beneath me, taking in the coolness of the wind kissing my skin, a voice suddenly rang through my ears, calling my name. “Sora!” the familiar voice said. The shuffling of footsteps sounded closer and closer, until finally, I felt a warm pair of hands rest on my shoulders as I flinched slightly at the sudden touch. “Hey,” I heard the voice say, “It’s just me,” Luhan. “I didn’t mean to make you wait,” he said, “I’m sorry about that.” My lips curled into a smile, and I pulled a loose hair strand back behind my ear, as I said, “It’s okay, Luhan. I don’t mind.” In fact, it was always me who arrived a little bit earlier whenever we planned to go out together. I don’t exactly know why, but simply waiting and knowing that someone out there was coming for me was enough to make me happy; and, knowing that that someone was Luhan, made the butterflies in my stomach flutter in delight much more than usual. “So,” I heard him say, with a smile on his face, no doubt, “Let’s go then, shall we?” At that, I simply nodded and felt Luhan’s slim fingers enlace together with mine as he pulled me up and guided me through the exquisite gardens of the city. I’ve heard of trees, grass and flowers before, sure, but when Luhan grabbed a rose and placed it within my petite hands, I couldn’t help but feel amazed at the wondrous feel of the soft petals against my fingertips. “This feels beautiful,” I told him, as I let my fingers run along the edges of the petals, and straight down to the tip, where the soft feeling suddenly dispersed. “So this is what a rose feels like…” “Do you like it?” I heard Luhan ask, which I slowly replied to with a single nod as I felt the small flower get pulled out of my hands in one swift movement. “Here,” he said, and with that, I felt a few strands of my long, wavy hair being pulled back behind my ear, as Luhan placed the flower in my hair. “There you go.” A soft smile slowly made its way onto my face, as I touched the flower in my hair, before I pulled myself closer to Luhan and held onto his arm. “You wanna go sit down for a bit?” he asked. I nodded, “Sure.” And with that, I felt Luhan drag me over to a shady area that hid us from the warm rays of the sun, as he sat down and pulled me down along with him to rest on the grass underneath a huge tree. “This world is filled with so many beautiful things, isn’t it?” I whispered to Luhan, as I felt his body lean back against the bark of the tree, with my own body, slowly sinking down along with his; the feel of his steady breathing underneath me was enough to make me feel relaxed. “Yes, it is,” I heard him say, “But you know what else is beautiful?” Oh, here it comes again. Luhan always used to admire my fascination for the world and beauty and whatnot to the point where he’d just respond with these exact same words, that still, even to this day, made my heart race every single time I heard him say them. “You’re beautiful,” I heard Luhan whisper, the feel of his mouth so dangerously close to my left ear as he breathed down against the side of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Those words. It was always those words that seemed to make my heart flutter with excitement. The sound of those words, ringing through my ears… It wasn’t even anything, really, just two words. Two words. To think that two words would be enough to make me fall in love with Luhan even more. This was the beautiful sense of hearing. “The same goes for you,” I replied, as I felt his face rest in between my left shoulder and the side of my head. As I let my face fall against his, the heat from his body radiating against mine, I took in a nice, deep breath and breathed in Luhan’s sweet scent. This was it. This was Luhan’s usual scent; it’s the same cologne that he wears every single day. Why? Well, ever since I told him that I really, really liked how he smelt, he refused to ever wear any other cologne ever since. But then again, I was head over heels for this scent, his scent. To think that one scent would be enough to make me fall in love with Luhan even more. This was the beautiful sense of smell. As I took in yet another deep breath of Luhan’s scent, I heard him let out a little laugh. “You like it?” he said, moving his face even closer to mine as I took in yet another waft of his beautiful scent. “Yes,” I replied, as I turned around to face him, burying my head in his chest in the process. “You have a really nice scent,” I felt Luhan’s body move below me as he laughed, “Is that so?” Slowly, the feel of Luhan’s long, strong arms encircled around my waist as he pulled me in closer to him, his head just above mine. I felt a few strands of my hair being tugged and played with on my right side, which was no doubt, the work of Luhan, who honestly seemed to enjoy twirling my hair on his fingers every single time we cuddled together. “You always play with my hair,” I laughed. “Don’t you like it, though?” I heard him laugh, so I just nodded with a ridiculous smile playing on my face as I brought my face closer towards Luhan’s. “Yeah, I do,” I smirked, but as I did, I felt his hands slowly leave my waist as he brought them up to rest on my neck, pulling my face even closer towards his. I knew where this was going, so I let my hands feel around Luhan’s toned body as I finally found his waist, which I took a strong hold of as I smiled up at him, enjoying the feel of his body through his clothes. To think that the feel of his body would be enough to make me fall in love with Luhan even more. This was the beautiful sense of touch. As I felt Luhan’s steady breaths on my face come closer and closer towards me, one of his hands had left my neck and was now on the edge of my jawline, caressing the skin underneath his fingertips. I felt a shy smile make its’ way onto my face, as the feel of Luhan’s soft lips on mine came crashing down, slow at first, until finally he pressed his lips down heavily against mine. A low moan escaped my lips as I tasted the sweetness of his lips on mine, whilst his hand took a firm hold of my neck and the other continued to caress my jawline. Slowly, I brought my hands up to play with his hair, enjoying the feel of his silky hair in between my fingers as I felt him smile against my lips, making me feel completely delirious. To think that the taste of his lips on mine would be enough to make me fall in love with Luhan even more. This was the beautiful sense of taste. My lips slowly pulled away from Luhan’s whilst my fingers still dug through his hair, and then he slowly rested his forehead against mine; the feel of him breathing against my cheeks put a smile on my face. “I love you,” Luhan whispered, “Sora.” I love you… I love you… I love you… Luhan… I’m not quite sure how long it’s been exactly since Ive met Luhan; eight years? Nine? Fifteen, even? Well, regardless, I still remember the day I met Luhan. It was when we were both only nine years old… We met in a garden quite similar to this one; Luhan’s garden. I remember my father telling me that we had a family friend who lived here in the city. We had just moved from our tiny, but comfortable village in the countryside to a massive city, Seoul; naturally, I was surprised at all the sounds I could hear… Cars, bells, sirens, people talking non-stop. It was different. It was a change. But, looking back, it was a change for the better. “We’re here, Sora,” my father said as we stood outside of the door to my family friend’s house. “They have a son, too. He’s about your age too, I think.” I grabbed onto my father’s arm tightly, and asked him, “I’ve never met them before, have I?” “No. You haven’t, Sora.” he said, “Are you nervous?” “Not really,” I lied. “That’s good, then.” I heard my father say, before he knocked, fairly loudly, on the door, which opened to reveal the sound of a bright, cheery man. “Yong Shik!” the man said, “It’s so great to see you again,” “The same goes for you,” I heard my father say, “This is Sora.” At that, I smiled at the man and said, “Hi. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Sora.” I felt the man’s hands pat my back, before he said, “Sora! It’s so nice to meet you! Welcome to the city!” I smiled, nodded, and hugged my father’s arm even more tightly. “Where’s Luhan?” my father asked. Luhan? Oh, that must be the name of this man’s son. He’s… my age isn’t he? How interesting. “Oh! He’s in the garden in the back,” I heard the man say, before he said to me, “How about I take you to him then, huh, Sora?” I nodded, and the man took my hand and slowly guided me to the back of the house. I’ll admit, it was difficult to walk without my father guiding me, as so far, he’s been the only one who managed to guide me properly, but I made it. Somehow. When we arrived, the man seemed shocked to find that Luhan wasn’t there, as he said, “Huh? Where’d that kid go off to now?” He continued to guide me slowly around the garden, before he finally set me down on a small, wooden bench, which, according to the beautiful sounds of water streams that I could hear, was right beside a water fountain. “Don’t worry, Sora,” he said, “I’ll make sure he’s here soon,” But after a short moment, when the man had finally left me alone, this Luhan boy still hadn’t come. Until finally…. “Are you Sora?” I heard a young boys’ voice say from behind me; I would’ve turned around to face him, but then again, that would be of no use. Instead, I replied with a simple, “Yeah.” I heard the kid scoff a little, and he said, “At least turn around when someone’s talking to you; what are you, b-?” “Yes.” And that was all I said, then the silence took over, and I felt someone take a seat beside me on the bench. “I’m sorry,” I heard him say; his voice suddenly sounded very close to me. Sorry? “I didn’t mean to say that,” he continued, “That was rude.” Rude? Sorry? Wait, what? What could he possibly be sorry for? This condition… I’ve been in this condition all my life. It was nothing new. I just don’t want people to treat me any different; and that’s all there is to it. “It’s alright,” I smiled, “It’s not like it’s your fault.” Silence. “Still,” I heard him say, “It must be hard.” It is. It sure is. “Yeah,” I smiled, “But so long as I have the right people by my side, I know I’ll be okay.” I know I’ll be okay. I know it. This condition… It’s not going to stop me. And I won’t let it. “The right people, huh…” I heard the boy whisper, “Oh! That’s right! I’m so rude… Let me introduce myself! I’m Luhan! It’s nice to meet you!” Luhan… I laughed a little at his childish introduction, before I said, with a laugh, “I’m Sora! It’s nice to meet you, Luhan!” Sure, I had a feeling that meeting Luhan on that day was the start of a new friendship, new adventures, new laughs and new smiles; but there was one thing that I wasn’t aware of on that day… love. I had no idea that I would grow up to love Luhan. “Luhan…” I smiled, “I love you, too.” There are so many beautiful things in this world. There are so many beautiful people in this world. This world is absolutely beautiful, but the thing is, it takes all of the five senses that a person can bear to be able to truly experience all the beauty that exists. The sense of hearing, smell, touch, taste and sight. You need them all, right? Because this world... This world sounds beautiful. The chirping of birds in the early hours of the day. The voice of your favourite singer. The way that someone calls your name. Or the sound of your own laugh. There are so many things that sound absolutely beautiful in this world, but why can’t anybody see it? This world smells beautiful. The aroma of flowers decorated in a garden. The scent of your favourite dish. The way that someone wears perfume. Or the smell of your own hair. There are so many things that smell absolutely beautiful in this world, but why can’t anybody see it? This world feels beautiful. The sensation of water brushing against your skin. The feel of your favourite blanket. The way that someone holds you tight. Or the touch of your own skin. There are so many things that feel absolutely beautiful in this world, but why can’t anybody see it? This world tastes beautiful. The sweetness of apples in your mouth. The chill of your favourite ice-cream. The way that someone kisses you. Or the taste of your own tears. There are so many things that taste absolutely beautiful in this world, but why can’t anybody see it? It’s like I said, you may need all five senses to be able to experience all the beauty that exists, but even with four alone, I will forever remain grateful; because even if I was given the sense to see, I’d still truly believe that beauty comes in all kinds of forms. I already have so much that I can forget about all the things I don’t have. I have a family. I have friends. I have Luhan. And I have four senses that work perfectly well. Who wouldn’t be grateful? Because beauty isn’t in what you see. Not really. Beauty is what you hear, its’ what you smell, it’s what you feel and it’s what you taste. Beauty is about how you interpret the world; and if you can only interpret the world in what you can see… well, then your world is still so small. Hope you like it>.< Admin #shishi
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 02:32:00 +0000