you're still on my mind

🌕

[aqva-moon]

Hey.

It's been four years.

That day feels like a distant dream now, but I still wish you were here.

So much has happened since then, and... well, you always seemed like the kind of person who felt very deeply, so it might still have been hard for you, and if the rest of us could help shoulder that pain, so be it.

I think we've all grown, become more thoughtful and more compassionate, and become more determined to live in a way that's more genuinely ourselves because of you. Maybe many of us wouldn't be who we are today were it not for your leaving, but I still feel that the world would be that much brighter of a place if you were still here.

My thoughts go out to your family, for whom this time of year must be more difficult time than it was before. And to the boys...

I still think of you.

Miss you, love you, wish you were here.

[aqva-moon]

🌕

[aqva-moon]

I wonder if you know just how much we all miss you.

[romanceboys]

(201218) shinee translation: “love you always”

[aqva-moon]

Miss you, love you, wish you were here ❤

I've been listening to your music trying to get all my work wrapped up this term.

Just wanted to let you know that I still think about you all the time.

Sending you my love ❤

[romanceboys]

© kindergarten 🌙 do not modify. (hq)

[klmwonsik]

[2008.05.25] #12YearsWithSHINee #SHINee12thAnniversary 

[romanceboys]

jonghyun x inspiration concert goods scan by lovely0new (1 / 2)

[aqva-moon]

Baby, it's the 8th on the other side of the date line, which means it's your birthday. You'd be thirty today - isn't that wild? Anyways, I'm thinking about you today, and your family, and I wish you were here. (God, this world was so much brighter when you walked it.)

I know you're not a part of our earthly nonsense anymore, but you kind of are, because there are still tons of people here who love and miss you. We all remember the best of you, because you deserve that and so much more. Anyways, I just wanted to say happy birthday.

[aqva-moon]

1. Home

535w | Fluff | Prompt from Fluffcember

It’s December. I miss SHINee and I needed to be fed. If you miss them too, then this is for you.

:

He comes home late into the night.

You don’t hear the funny little tune that the lock plays when it unlocks or the soft clicking of the door as it opens. You’re sound asleep as he tries, as quietly as he can, to take off his shoes and put down his bags.

Then he drops his phone and utters a reflexive ‘shit!’ before following up with a quieter ‘shit’.

This wakes you up, which is exactly what he’d been trying to avoid. It takes a minute for you to regain your bearings, but once you do, the realization that he’s back sinks in and you no longer care about your interrupted slumber.

Still half asleep but happy, you make your way out to the hall where you can see him standing there. He hasn’t turned on any of the light so as not to disturb the peace, but you’d recognize that figure anywhere.

“You’re home.”

“Sorry I woke you.”

You shake your head and approach him, holding your arms out to hug him. He hugs you back tight, leaning into you and the two of you stay like that for a while. Some of the cold from outside is still lingering on his clothes, but your warmth from being recently cocooned in your blankets balances it out.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to be back until the weekend.”

“I didn’t want to wait - so I came back as soon as we wrapped up.”

He smells like stale air, and an unfamiliar but pleasant hotel shampoo. It doesn’t escape your notice that he’s thinner and in the back of your mind, worry creeps up. He’s been so busy lately, and you wonder if he’s gotten enough time to eat proper meals and take some time to relax.

He must be exhausted now, you think, and start to let go so he can hurry up to bed. He doesn’t let go, pulling you closer until the most comfortable place to hold your arms was around him, and as your arms wind back around him, he nestles his head against you, soft hair tickling your cheek.

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

“Good,” he says. “Sorry I woke you up.”

“You already said that.”

“Well, I am,” he says, then reluctantly pulls back. In the dim hallway, you can just make out his smile as he strokes your cheek. Then he gives you a kiss where his thumb had been. “Go back to bed.”

You can feel the sleepiness seep back in as you nod your head.

“Okay. Don’t be too long.”

“I won’t,” he assures you and gives you another kiss before letting you go.

You plod back to the bedroom and he watches you go, feeling at once restlessly, giddily happy and more at peace then he had since… well, probably since he was last home.

You pop your head back around the door. “Welcome home, by the way.”

“Thanks,” he laughs.

It’s you, he thinks as he hangs up his coat and follows you to bed. You’re the reason he’s happy to be home, the reason that, even when he comes back in the dead of night, he doesn’t feel so lonely anymore.