You are my everything

Feat.Tvxq

I pulled away. then threw the bag into the car

The image of Mickey reflected in the rear window gradually became smaller. He continued to look at me without taking his eyes off.

I let out a yelp when I couldn't see him and just felt that my own heart ached quite a bit as well.

Mickey, goodbye

You are my every thing - Ft. Tvxq

Story by KiyoMi~

Part 1 ::

"Mick...when are we going to break up?"

“Aren't you really tired? I'm still tired."

"Don't be quiet. Say whatever you want."

I shake the body of the person in front of me until I miss it and the glass falls and shatters.

Mickey moved out of his chair and bent down to pick up the broken glass.

“You can be the one to move out or you can let me move. Choose something Whatever we do, we won't have to meet again."

Mickey continues to collect broken glass. Tears fell down and mixed with the water that pooled on the floor.

I knelt down and pushed Mickey's shoulder.

"Why are you still quiet? Say, I'm embarrassed too."

I feel a pain in my knee. When he moved to look, he saw that blood was coming out. Must have been hit by a piece of glass.

Mickey rushed over to get the first aid kit and put it on the table. Then he carried me to sit on the sofa.

The pants legs were carefully pulled up.

"That's enough."

Mickey looked up. Those bloodshot eyes It's like you can't believe I'm saying this.

He bent down and kissed the wound. Tears flowed down my face.

He loves me this much...

Am I hurting the person who loves me the most?

"That's enough."

I pushed Mickey away and pulled down my pant leg. Then he ran into the room and packed his bags.

I will be the one to walk away from his life. In the past time We're both living lies

Tired...we are very tired. It's not different at all.

"release"

Mickey held my arm. Tears still flow

"If you don't think about what to say, You don't have to hold me back. Goodbye."

I pulled away. then threw the bag into the car

The image of Mickey reflected in the rear window gradually became smaller. He continued to look at me without taking his eyes off.

I let out a yelp when I couldn't see him anymore...I just felt that my own heart hurt quite a bit as well.

Mickey...goodbye...

“Xia...what's wrong? Do you still miss him?"

"No...just thinking about his music."

I said what I was thinking...I really miss his songs.

“Yunho, can't you compose some songs for me?”

I asked

"You want me to be like Mickey?"

“It's not like that. But I lived with music before...."

"If you think so, then go back to him."

I was stunned and couldn't say anything.

It's almost been a year already. that I moved in with Yunho The owner of the club where I had sung before

Sometimes I use songs written by Mickey to sing. Some invited him to play the piano.

But then both of our hearts went astray... equally fickle.

"I really want to go back and see him happy with Kim Jaejoong, so do it."

“No...don't say that. Do you still not understand me?”

I hugged Yunho's arm. Crying without embarrassment

“I have chosen to spend my life with you. Why haven't you stopped being suspicious of me?"

Yunho stood still, leaving me alone to speak.

“Next time, don't do this again. Quit singing. Stay with me...no need to sing Especially the song of that bastard. Don't cry at all, do you understand?"

"Um!"

I hurriedly nodded. As he wiped the tears that were staining his cheeks

That night...again, Yunho brought suffering and happiness to me at the same time.

Rough and painful sex But just being in his arms...I'm happy.

"Don't worry, Zia is fine, but he just doesn't sing like before."

Mickey smiled and thanked the person in front of him. With a slight nod

"The song you wrote Can I be the one to sing?"

Mickey hesitated for a moment. If it were Jaejoong, he would probably sing perfectly.

Just....

This song...he didn't write it for anyone to sing.

But he wrote it so that Zia could sing it alone.

“Just kidding, you can look stressed. Just what Changmin had decorated for me was so much. Until I can't cry anymore, I'll go first."

Jaejoong waved his hand gently. Slowly walking away from the lonely and quiet house.

....Jaejoong's bag.

Mickey picked up the brown bag on his back and hurried after him. Jaejoong stood at the bus stop. He suddenly turned and waved at Mickey.

"It worked. At least you get to exercise with him."

Mickey smiled at the cheekiness of some of them. Then he stood and waited for the bus with Jaejoong's friend.

I just found out the fact that Yunho didn't love me at all. He just wanted to beat Mickey.

After hearing Yunho and Jaejoong talking Things that will help Changmin become the number 1 songwriter in the label.

M

He even plans to make Mickey lose his songwriting inspiration.

Am I that important?

My two weak legs They all stepped out of the small bar in the building.

The road seemed to shake until it was dizzying. This is where I should go.

If I walk straight... I'll have to pretend like I didn't notice for the rest of my life.

But if you turn back...the past is full of pain. which I created myself Will come back to remind you again. Mickey probably hates me.

....I'm a person with nowhere to go........but ahead.

Mickey and Jaejoong Standing noisily at the bus stop

Am I so drunk that I'm blind?

.....That's not true....that must not be Mickey. I don't want to see his face at all.

My two legs moved forward with difficulty.

Why is the corridor sometimes narrow and sometimes wide like this?

"You...Mickey, right?"

"No, my name is Ricky."

The man spoke to me and walked onto the bus.

So glad it's not Mr. Mickey...

Or should I be sorry? Because actually I really want to meet you...want to see you so much.

"Hey!!!!!!!!!!!! Be careful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

***Chrom!!!!!!!!

Why does my body feel so light? It's like I'm floating in mid-air.

Is that Mickey?...Why are there so many of your faces floating around?

My body can't feel anything anymore...it must be numb like my already numb mind.

Part 2 ::

"From a car accident Shards of glass stuck in your eye and brain damage It makes you unable to see for the rest of your life.”

The doctor's words still floated around in his head. I can't believe it. that all the stories are true

While I sat and cried Yunho's voice came softly from outside. It's like arguing with someone.

"Xia, let's go."

Jaejoong's voice. I wiped away my tears and sat quietly.

"Don't bother me."

I don't know when Yunho came in. He suddenly shouted at Jaejoong.

Then the two of them walked out with the sound of an argument. So what exactly happened here?

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm and led me out of this uncomfortable room.

"Who??"

I asked, but received only silence in return.

My feet felt the coldness of the cement floor.

Now I'm in the car. For a moment, the warmth from the heater slowly calms my trembling.

"Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

“Are you Yunho's person? Yunho asked you to drop me off, right?”

When it is no longer useful to ask for advice from the person next to you. who refused to say anything I sat quietly the whole way. Until sleepiness takes over Then fell asleep

The sound of the piano woke me up from my slumber.

I'm probably lying on a soft bed somewhere.

The darkness still hasn't left like every time I wake up.

That piano sound Makes me think of the old days and nights that I used to spend with Mickey. What will he be like now?

***dry!!!!!!

The sound of the piano being struck The player must be angry about something. Is it possible if I go and see him? But how do I go about this?

I slowly felt the floor from the bed to the wall. Then slowly guess at random until you find the door.

*Crack!*

I opened the door Then he continued to feel his way. Until I found out that where I was was on the upper floor with stairs going down.

....It's so similar to the house Mickey and I left 1 year ago.

The sound of the piano disappeared for a moment. Then it started playing the next song.

This is...

You are my every thing

This is a song written by Mickey.

Or...the person who brought me here will be Mickey.

I hurriedly walked down the stairs. This is our home. I remember floating deep at the head of the stairs. It happened when we brought the television in and it slammed into the head of the stairs.

"Mickey..."

I called out the name that I had longed for for a long time.

But all I received was silence once again.

“Why aren't you talking to me? If you hate each other, then why did you bring me here?”

The sound of the piano disappeared. Instead, the sound of dragging feet sounded.

“Are you really Mickey? Please...do whatever you can to let me know it's you."

My hand was pulled up to my chest. The sound of a pounding heart familiar warmth

Soft hands that only hold pens and pianos...

The person in front of me held my shoulder gently.

I pressed my cheek against his broad chest.

"It really is you....why didn't you say it?"

The sound of the front door opening interrupted us. I pulled away from Mickey.

“Why didn't you tell each other that you were back? You let me argue with that idiot for a long time.”

"Jaejoong..."

I said the name softly.

"Does Zia know everything yet?"

Who is he asking? But Mickey would probably nod or shake his head at some point. causing Jaejoong to sigh heavily

"The water is very dirty. It's your business."

"What do you mean?"

I asked, as Mickey led me to sit on the couch.

"One is mute, the other is blind. Should I laugh or cry?"

"What...Who's mute?"

I swept my hand towards Mickey. Caressing his face Mickey held my hand again.

"I thought you knew."

Jaejoong said

“I shouldn't be selfish with money. Because it's really Yunho."

The sound of pounding on the table sounded. It must have been Jaejoong who was angry at himself.

“Why can't you talk? How can it suddenly be like that?"

“Well, it's Yunho. I don't know what medicine he gave me. It completely destroys the larynx.”

Jaejoong answered instead.

"Then why do you have to eat...for what!!"

“Because it threatens to hurt you. Mickey, he agreed. I was just hired to destroy your relationship. As for Changmin, I don't know anything."

"Since when....."

I asked in a hoarse voice...don't tell me...

"One day before you move in with Yunho."

I sit quietly I can barely breathe. I still don't have the strength to cry. Good thing Mickey still squeezed my hand.

That day Mickey didn't hold me back at all. He just pulled his arm and cried out.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't anyone tell me? I would never have left you if I'd known it was like this from the beginning."

"But you left him."

Mickey squeezed my hand tightly.

I want to look at his face. I want to know if he's angry at me.

"Don't cry...Mickey doesn't want to see you like this."

“And aside from crying...what else can I do...if you don't have a voice? So how can you sing? You're a songwriter."

Mickey embraced tightly. I felt a warm tear drop on my shoulder. It made me unable to stop myself from releasing tears as well.

“Mickey, does he still have you? As long as you don't go anywhere, that's enough."

Jaejoong said, followed by the sound of the door opening. He must have gone back. The sound of the engine gradually faded away. There are only two of us left.

"I want to hear your voice....why...why do you have to do this for me?"

Warm lips pressed down. My tears streamed down.

There's no need for any answers...just enough to know that I love you.

*Phew!!!!

"Ouch!!.."

"How is it? Are you satisfied that you're about to see me perish?"

*Thump!!!

"Enough...I...I can't take it anymore."

Yunho pulled his slender arm up. He pressed his lips down harshly.

"sorry At least Changmin still has some medicine for people over there to see. And you don't have to tell anyone else about Mickey's story. Otherwise your pretty face I'll cut it until it's gone, just wait and see."

Some bodies were pushed down and slammed against the soft bed.

"Since Xia isn't here You must be my vent tonight..."

Jaejoong ran out of strength to resist. I could only let the person in front of me deliver the pain.

He just wants to see the person he loves happy...yes...he really loves Mickey. But he couldn't stand seeing Mickey cry every night. Even Mickey himself is willing to sacrifice important things in exchange for keeping the people he loves safe.

So why can't he do it too?

Part 3 ::

“Yunho, where has Xia gone?”

Changmin asked fearfully. He walked around and surveyed the bedroom that had previously belonged to Xia.

"He went back to be with his girlfriend. I don't want to hold back."

"So Yunho isn't sad?"

Changmin asked, feeling pity on the inside but couldn't help but admire it.

"I don't plan on keeping someone who doesn't love me. He won't be happy at all, believe it or not?"

Changmin smiled. He decided to come here. The first was to find a quiet place to write new songs in preparation for the release of Jaejoong's first album. And to be near Yunho...the person he secretly liked for a long time.

“Changmin is here to be comfortable. Think of it as your own home. Now I have a lot of things to take care of. Leave it for tonight and we can talk about the project.”

"yes"

Yunho rubbed his slender arm gently enough to know his purpose. Changmin smiled shyly. He slowly backed away so he wouldn't know that his hands were shaking.

Yunho himself probably saw it. So he only gave a small smile. He walked out of that room.

Leaving Changmin standing alone with his heart pounding.

"I've been told that I'm mute but I can still compose songs. I'm really good at it."

"Why are you cutting off his arms and legs again?"

Jaejoong couldn't help but shout. He flicked the food on his plate, not wanting to eat it.

The person in front of him lifted his crossed legs. He turned around and said teasingly.

"Or do you want me to do that, dear Jaejoong?"

**Pleng!!!

Jaejoong slammed the rice plate down and it shattered on the floor. Letting out a sob

"Yunho...that's enough, please."

The tall figure stood up and slowly walked over to hug him from behind.

“As long as Jaejoong isn't stubborn to me, that's enough. And please take good care of this sweet face. You'll have to use it for a long time."

Finished speaking, Yunho kissed his trembling lips. He walked out of the living room where he had interrupted 10 minutes earlier.

Jaejoong could only hold back a sob in his throat. He reached out and touched his face, which was bruised and swollen from being beaten the day before.

In the quiet park Mickey got off his motorcycle and helped his lover to balance himself.

"Where is this?"

Zia asked even though she knew there wouldn't be a reply.

Mickey took Zia's hand to a bench. The cool wind blows across your face making you feel cool and comfortable.

"Don't tell me I brought you here just to hang out."

Zia felt like she could hear Mickey's bright laugh again. Even if it's just the sound of the wind gently blowing the leaves

But he believed that Mickey was smiling and laughing with him right now.

"Ah! What?"

Xia raised her hand to touch the foreign object on her neck.

.....necklace

Mickey leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek.

"Thank you. And...sorry."

“You know...almost a year we haven't been together. I still miss you all the time......I always wonder if I did something wrong by leaving you. And day by day, Yunho has changed.....now....what I will... I can only do it for you. Breathing is always beside you...."

Xia raised her hand and caressed her lover's face.

"Take care of and be your friend too....is this enough....."

Mickey nodded. Then he gently caressed Jaejoong's smooth face.

"Hehe... You're so careless."

Mickey himself really wanted to tell Xia....that just seeing her face Got to be near Sia every day. It is an extension of a worthless life to have the strength to live again.

The song he wrote Waiting for the day that Tsia will be able to sing again. himself

Just got to write my feelings. It is enough to express it in a song. Until now, Xia still couldn't see it.

But one day he will do everything. So that Xia could return to the world of light again.

"It's starting to get cold. But I don't want to go back yet...I still want to look at the sky a little more."

Mickey pressed his lover's head against his chest. They both looked up at the sky together.

Even though I could see it...but I couldn't tell him how beautiful it was.

Even though I could express my feelings with all my heart...but I couldn't look at him with eyes of love and longing.

But no matter how much sorrow these two people...have their fates.....in their hearts. It was always drenched with love and warmth.

"Mickey...I..."

"Hey!!!!!.......What's up? I'm really happy."

"Hahaha"

Xia was startled by the malicious sound. Mickey pulls away from his lover Standing up

Xia could only reach for the air.

"Mickey...who is it?...is something wrong?"

"Wow.....really pitiful."

"Thump****"

The sound of punching sounded.

"Mickey....!! Where are you...Mickey!!!!!"

Zia fell to the ground. While feeling his way aimlessly

There wasn't even a single moan...because the larynx was completely destroyed.

Mickey was curled up in the middle of the ground, helpless.

He wanted to shout and tell Xia to escape.

"Hey...that's enough. My son said that teaching is enough."

Someone spoke up.

"Alright...this is what I remember. Don't write another song. Or we'll cut off your hands... As for you, who's blind. Please help me be quiet. Otherwise, your girlfriend won't survive."

Finished speaking, the group walked away. Zia searched until she touched Mickey's extended hand.

As they helped each other to get up

“Why...why do we have to do this to this extent.......Yunho....... You bastard."

Xia shouted angrily after him.

One of them answered the phone. He immediately turned back to the two of them again.

Mickey saw a bad posture. So he immediately dragged Sia onto his motorcycle.

"What is it, Mickey?...They're gone, aren't they?"

Mickey pressed the gas pedal as hard as he could. Two wheels spinning in the middle of an empty road

A group of Yunho's subordinates immediately got into the car and followed. One of them took out a gun.

"Bang!!!!!!!"

The bullets barely missed both shoulders.

Zia hugged Mickey tightly.

Mickey also squeezed Zia's hand tightly with one hand.

Mickey chooses to drive away from the city. so that others would not be caught in the crossfire Ahead is a bridge and then a path up the mountain to a viewpoint.

Bang!!!!

The sound of gunfire still rang out from time to time. Along with the shouts of those evil people to come down and die for good.

“Mickey...stop. I'll go down and talk to him myself."

"Bang!!"

The sound of gunfire rang out again. Mickey felt a pressure in the middle of his back.

......He wasn't hit by a bullet.

But the person sitting behind him was different.

Sia!! Mickey could only shout in his heart.

Tears streamed down in a stream that almost blocked the road in front of him.

“Mickey....I'm fine. Don't worry."

The road started to get higher and higher. crawling along the mountainside The sound of the engine from behind continued to be heard unabated as well.

"....S....Xia...."

A soft sound of wind came from Mickey's mouth.

The person behind him only smiled faintly. The blood from the wound didn't stop flowing.

He just had to keep Mickey breathing.

.....His duty is just this....just take care of his breathing.

"Mickey, I love you...."

"S....Sia....!!!"

Bang!!!!!***

--------------Shrapnel flying in close range

It went through Mickey's chest.

Xia swallowed her last breath. Then forcefully hugged the person in front of him tightly.

Mickey also squeezed his cold hand tightly. It was time to say goodbye for the last time.

Two little children are playing in the water on the beach.

"Brother, look at that."

The girl turned and looked where her brother was pointing… towards the road that led to a 500 meter high observation deck.

Motorbikes traveling at high speed passed him. There was a black car following closely behind. The sound of the gunshot reverberated from the foot of the mountain until people in the area turned to look at each other in large numbers.

When the two cars turned around again On a higher floor The motorcycle crashed through a wooden bridge. Then it fell into the sea, which formed waves of foam. which was screaming like crazy

"Call the police and the ambulance!!"

Two young children stand and look at the image of a motorcycle plummeting into the sea.

Two people floating in the air It's like they're hugging each other tightly.

The little child suddenly cried out. The older sister only hugged and closed her eyes to her younger brother. Even though it's too late.....

"Let me go. I'm going to kill him."

The secretary grabbed one of Jaejoong's arms.

Jaejoong was frighteningly brandishing the gun. Until the secretary backed out. Just as Yunho came out of the office.

"How could you do this?...you killed someone....you heartless person."

Yunho could only smile disdainfully.

"It's me!! Do you have evidence?”

Jaejoong fired a gun at the ceiling.

A loud scream echoed throughout the office.

“Everyone get out. As for you, you must stay here."

Jaejoong pointed the barrel of his gun at Yunho.

Not long after that The entire office was left with just the two of them.

"Go surrender...and confess your crimes in front of Mickey and Xia's graves."

"Ha...haha"

"What are you laughing at?"

Jaejoong couldn't hold back his tears. The hand holding the gun began to shake uncontrollably.

Yunho who laughed like a victor Even though he was in the midst of a sudden and brutal situation. Slowly walking towards Jaejoong who was completely frightened.

"I did all this for you."

"Don't pretend to be nice."

Jaejoong tightened his grip on the gun.

"Put down the gun and let's talk...I really didn't order anyone to kill those two people, I swear it."

Yunho raised his hands to the sides of his head. As he walked closer to Jaejoong

“I don't believe you. You liar."

The gun's handle slammed into Yunho's face. Until the blood flows out

Yunho started to get angry. while slamming himself into Jaejoong

Some bodies fell, guns flying in front of the office door. which is very far from the two

"We're very good."

Yunho hunched over Jaejoong's body. Some people tried to escape but it was no use.

"Do you want to die following Mickey?..."

Yunho asked, tightening his grip on Ryo's neck.

"Ugh...ga...you....ah."

Jaejoong began to suffocate. The tongue began to come out of the mouth. His eyes ached as if they were about to pop out.

“Well-meaning people don't like...like to be hurt...learn to act stupid like Changmin. So you don't have to suffer like this."

"Are you stupid like me..."

Yunho looked up almost immediately.

Changmin was holding a gun and suddenly pointed it at the young man.

"Changmin...don't play like this."

Yunho released his hand from Jaejoong. ...but some bodies had already passed out.

“Changmin, I love you, otherwise I wouldn't have done this... You know I never lie to anyone. We're going to be lovers, right? Don't do this. Put down the gun and I'll....."

****Bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........................ .........................

At the grave....

White flowers were piled high on top of each other.

Changmin looked down at Xia and Mickey's smiling faces carved together on the same gravestone.

On the other side was Yunho's grave. Where there were only leaves fluttering around, it was lonely and lonely.

"Mr. Changmin, it's time."

Changmin turned and smiled at the man in uniform. He put both hands into the handcuffs.

"Is Jaejoong safe yet?"

Changmin turned to ask. While walking towards the police car

“That person was in serious condition....he had been strangled. Until the air can't reach the brain in time He must have been paralyzed around there or lost his memory... I'm not sure.”

"Is that so?"

The young policeman pushed Changmin into the middle seat. Then closed the car door.

It was as if this was the end of this terrible tragedy.

No matter how impressive these stories of love and sacrifice are,

But one day It will be forgotten.

There's only a song...that won't disappear anywhere.

Even if it's just notes and letters lying on white paper waiting for time

But these songs... will be recorded in people's memories... forever.

You are my everything, nothing your love won't bring

My life is yours alone, the only love I've ever known

Your spirit pulls me through when nothing else will do

Every night I pray on bended knee

That you will always be my everything

End Le