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{Writing}

Title: Battle
Author: Trish
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: HyukMin
Genre: Drama
Comments: Wooha~! I haven't written anything in awhile so I had this creep up on me. Just a small HyukMin fic. :> I do believe this is my first too. Enjoy.

The sound of his head smacking against the mirror left a resonating sick feeling in the pit of your stomach and the simple phrase of 'fuck' that left his lips made you shiver faintly in guilt. You hadn't meant to hurt him after all, just show a little bit of force in order to make him listen. Despite the fact that you held tightly to his shoulders, he reached up to touch the back of his head where he'd hit it and his brow was knit in a mix between silent rage and pain. You felt a momentary relief to see there was no blood on his fingers when they were pulled away from his head but it didn't last long as his eyes met yours, defiant but glinting with just the faintest hint of fear.

"Please let me go...I'm almost through being nice about this." His voice is no more than a whispery hiss, worrisome that other people might still be lurking behind.

"I'm not letting go until you've listened to me." And you meant it, your fingers curling even tighter around his shoulders to keep him in place.

You know better. You know that if he really wanted to get away then he could. He was so much more advanced then yourself in the art of fighting, having been in martial arts training for years. The fact that he made no move to try and fend you off leads you to believe that he either had no will to do so or he was second guessing himself.

"I've heard all you've had to say, HyukJae. There's nothing left for me to hear." He was avoiding your eyes now, clearly unable to bring himself to return your gaze.

"Maybe...but what if I told you that I loved you?"

Eyes meet eyes this time and you worry that you could get lost in them. "Then I would tell you that you're in love with the idea of being in love with me."

Feeling the little pain in your chest disperse and begin to grow, your nails dig into the soft flesh beneath the thin material of his shirt, causing an audible intake of breath from the boy against the wall from it. You didn't ease up your grip on him right away, eyes closing for a moment to collect his thoughts.

"It's not like that, Min..."

He was silent for a few moments and even if you weren't looking at him at the moment, you could feel his eyes on you, almost like they were burning through your skull. You'd known all along that this was not going to be an easy road. It had never been an easy road with the older boy, ever since you were kids and in training. He'd been a product of your typical Seoul family, middle-class with working parents and a younger brother. Brought up with moral value, religion and the idea that as such a typical citizen that your obligations to your family would be fulfilled. There was a flaw in all that was spectacularly normal however, as he'd turned out gay. You only found this out a few months ago when in a drunken stupor you comforted each other's lonliness. Regardless of the fact that you'd been hazed by alcohol you can still remember the feel of his skin against yours, the way he looked beneath you and the smell of sweat and sex. You remembered how the next morning you both swore that it was just a fluke and it wouldn't happen again but that all changed when he'd slipped into your room that very night and you'd had him again. Now, months later, you can't figure out why he won't be with you.

"You'll thank me for this later..." He murmurs softly, reaching up to take hold of your wrists and tug your hands away from his shoulders.

You don't resist him this time because the battle is once again lost but the war is far from over. Even if you step back and let him brush past you this time, you swear to yourself that you're going to win him over and it faintly amuses you that after years it's still this hard.

He doesn't say anything more to you as he grabs his stuff before heading out of the studio and once he's out of sight you turn to the mirror and see your own reflection. It seems unfamiliar to you now.
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