I’m Right Here Myungyeol drabble, Gyuyeol friendship, Idol!verse
Inspired by these photos from High Cut
Myungsoo is always busy. It’s not his fault that he is so beautiful, so wanted by others in the industry. And in his head, Sungyeol understands that as the most popular member in Infinite, Myungsoo won’t always be able to be there for him.
But that doesn’t mean his heart does.
It’s another anniversary missed, another milestone passed in their relationship that Sungyeol spends alone. Myungsoo is in Japan (again) and he isn’t able to spend the occasion with his lover (again). Happy 100 days. Of what? Loneliness? Longing?
Sungyeol is stubborn, so when he feels his eyes start to water he fights it. He told himself he would not cry today, no matter how much he missed Myungsoo. Because that was the thing. Even if he only got to spend half of those 100 days with Myungsoo, it was still worth it.
"Why do you do that?" Sungyeol’s head lifted at the voice, and he noticed Sunggyu standing in his doorway, an all too knowing look at his face. "Why do you pretend that it doesn’t hurt you to miss him?"
Normally, Sungyeol would try to cover it up. Maybe with a joke or a biting remark for the leader to mind his own business. But today… today is the hundredth day of a relationship that he wants so badly to work out, and yet sometimes he feels like he is the one in it. His lip is quivering and he has to look down at his lap because it scary to say the next words.
“Hyung… it hurts… my heart hurts." And the tears are falling so quickly, but Sunggyu is there to wipe them away. Sunggyu wraps his arms around the younger’s lanky frame, pulling him close to feel his warmth.
"I’m right here Yeol-ah. I’m right here." Sunggyu buries his face into the other’s neck, lets Sungyeol feel his warm breath on his skin so he will know he isn’t alone. Sungyeol, who claims to dislike skinship, just pulls his leader closer; wraps his arms around him tighter in relish in his embrace.
"I know it’s hard for you Yeol-ah, but it’s hard for him too." Sungyeol nodded, because he knew that. Myungsoo didn’t have any of the members in Japan to lean on when things got rough. Sungyeol knew that. But Sungyeol had always been emotional, and at times like these his sadness got the best of him.
Sunggyu held on to his face, bringing his chin down to make eye contact with him. “From now on, come to me when you feel this way. I don’t like thinking about you suffering like this. Promise me?”
Sungyeol nodded meekly, feeling somewhat childish for not doing that in the first place. Sunggyu had an open door policy for his members, and was always willing to help when the stress of their lives became too much. Sungyeol let himself indulge in the leader’s embrace for awhile, until the weight on his heart began to feel a little bit lighter.
"God, I thought Myungsoo was the koala of the group. Could you latch on any harder?" Sunggyu laughed at Sungyeol’s words, because he knew if the younger was being snarky again that he would be okay.
Sunggyu playfully ruffled Sungyeol’s hair, before detaching himself to leave the other in peace. “Myungsoo wanted me to give this to you today.”
Sungyeol’s head shoot up, eyes wide at the news of a present, that Myungsoo cared and remembered even though he was thousands of miles away. His hand shook as he reached out for it, clutching the photograph desperately.
He didn’t even notice Sunggyu leave the room, his attention purely focused on the picture in front of him. It was of the Han River, no doubt captured by the lens of Myungsoo’s camera. He water looked peaceful, and judging by the lighting it must have been taken after midnight. The image was absolutely beautiful, but it was nothing compared to the words on the back. He recognized the neat handwriting of his lover.
We shared our first kiss here, 100 days ago underneath the moonlight. Promise me that on our 1000th day, you’ll kiss me with just as much passion as you did then?
With everything that I am, I love you.
Sungyeol felt the tears building up in his eyes again, but this time he didn’t try to hold them back. These tears were happy ones. He ran his fingertips over the photograph with care, whispering an I love you too.
Sunggyu stood outside the door, shutting it quietly with a smile on his face. His fingers traveled over his screen, dialing a familiar number. After all, the person on the other line demanded daily check-ins about his boyfriend’s well being. The latter answered after a couple of rings.
"Soo? I just gave your present to him. And trust me, he’s going to be okay."