seventy-five seconds
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snugminseventy-five seconds
ot15/bandfic || superjunior
pg || character deaths
oneshot ||
disclaimer || super junior belongs to sm entertainment. i do not make any monetary benefit from the publication of this story.
summary || they were on a plane headed towards disaster.
“Seventy-five seconds to impact.” The gruff voice over the speakers said. The plane was starting to tilt. Peering out the window Leeteuk could see water rushing up to meet him. He clutched his lifevest, slipping into silent prayer to a higher being, even though he wasn’t entirely sure if he believed in one.
“Seventy seconds to impact.” As the plane plunged Heechul’s stomach churned and he shifted. This feeling was the exact same feeling he had had when his car crashed in 2006. He didn’t like it, and he didn’t like the feeling of helplessness that was washing over him any better. He bent over, wanting to throw up. As he did so he caught sight of his dongsaengs huddled together in fear.
“Sixty seconds.” Hangeng gripped his seat tighter as the surly voice boomed out over the speakers again, sounding completely nonchalant at the thought of the plane plunging with their lives towards the ground. Beside him Heechul had bent over, in a rare – and probably last – show of fear. He shut his eyes against the sight. He had never liked seeing Heechul being weaker than him.
“Fifty-five.” Yesung watched as the water came ever closer with every millisecond. Ryeowook was clutching him tightly, fear evident in his brown eyes that were covered by his grey contact lenses. “Hyung,” he whispered, in as strong a voice he could muster. Even so the word was quavering. Yesung looked over at him, questioning look on his face.
“Fifty.” Kangin turned around to look at Leeteuk. “Teukie,” he muttered. Leeteuk nodded. “Bwoh?”
“Fourty-five.” Shindong pulled out his cell phone and punched in a message to Nari. “사랑해요” were the only words he thought of.
“Forty seconds.” Sungmin clenched his fists and gripped his seatbelt with all the strength he could muster, despite his hands shaking like leaves blown by the wind. “Hey, Kyuhyun?”
“Thirty-five seconds.” Eunhyuk placed his right hand over Donghae’s left hand. “Donghae-ah.”
“Half a minute left.” Zhou Mi leaned back against his seat, vaguely feeling Henry’s arm snake around his shoulder.
“Twenty-five.” Donghae turned his hand over to interlock his fingers with Eunhyuk, before leaning over to his hyung.
“Twenty.” Siwon started slightly when Kibum embraced him. “Let’s pray.” Siwon nodded.
“Fifteen.” Ryeowook’s stomach clenched as he looked at Yesung’s expressionless face. “Hyung, I…”
“Ten. Prepare for impact.” Kibum felt stings at his eyes as he hugged Siwon.
“Five.” Kyuhyun reached over towards Sungmin who was shaking slightly.
“Three. Brace yourselves!” Henry enveloped Zhou Mi in a bear hug as they leaned over.
“사랑해,” Donghae heard, Kibum said, Henry prayed, Leeteuk registered, Heechul whispered, Sungmin muttered, and Shindong pressed send.
"We are Super Junior," they said.
The plane crashed into the waves.
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inspiration taken from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iam_paranoid 's Seventy Seconds.
ot15/bandfic || superjunior
pg || character deaths
oneshot ||
disclaimer || super junior belongs to sm entertainment. i do not make any monetary benefit from the publication of this story.
summary || they were on a plane headed towards disaster.
“Seventy-five seconds to impact.” The gruff voice over the speakers said. The plane was starting to tilt. Peering out the window Leeteuk could see water rushing up to meet him. He clutched his lifevest, slipping into silent prayer to a higher being, even though he wasn’t entirely sure if he believed in one.
“Seventy seconds to impact.” As the plane plunged Heechul’s stomach churned and he shifted. This feeling was the exact same feeling he had had when his car crashed in 2006. He didn’t like it, and he didn’t like the feeling of helplessness that was washing over him any better. He bent over, wanting to throw up. As he did so he caught sight of his dongsaengs huddled together in fear.
“Sixty seconds.” Hangeng gripped his seat tighter as the surly voice boomed out over the speakers again, sounding completely nonchalant at the thought of the plane plunging with their lives towards the ground. Beside him Heechul had bent over, in a rare – and probably last – show of fear. He shut his eyes against the sight. He had never liked seeing Heechul being weaker than him.
“Fifty-five.” Yesung watched as the water came ever closer with every millisecond. Ryeowook was clutching him tightly, fear evident in his brown eyes that were covered by his grey contact lenses. “Hyung,” he whispered, in as strong a voice he could muster. Even so the word was quavering. Yesung looked over at him, questioning look on his face.
“Fifty.” Kangin turned around to look at Leeteuk. “Teukie,” he muttered. Leeteuk nodded. “Bwoh?”
“Fourty-five.” Shindong pulled out his cell phone and punched in a message to Nari. “사랑해요” were the only words he thought of.
“Forty seconds.” Sungmin clenched his fists and gripped his seatbelt with all the strength he could muster, despite his hands shaking like leaves blown by the wind. “Hey, Kyuhyun?”
“Thirty-five seconds.” Eunhyuk placed his right hand over Donghae’s left hand. “Donghae-ah.”
“Half a minute left.” Zhou Mi leaned back against his seat, vaguely feeling Henry’s arm snake around his shoulder.
“Twenty-five.” Donghae turned his hand over to interlock his fingers with Eunhyuk, before leaning over to his hyung.
“Twenty.” Siwon started slightly when Kibum embraced him. “Let’s pray.” Siwon nodded.
“Fifteen.” Ryeowook’s stomach clenched as he looked at Yesung’s expressionless face. “Hyung, I…”
“Ten. Prepare for impact.” Kibum felt stings at his eyes as he hugged Siwon.
“Five.” Kyuhyun reached over towards Sungmin who was shaking slightly.
“Three. Brace yourselves!” Henry enveloped Zhou Mi in a bear hug as they leaned over.
“사랑해,” Donghae heard, Kibum said, Henry prayed, Leeteuk registered, Heechul whispered, Sungmin muttered, and Shindong pressed send.
"We are Super Junior," they said.
The plane crashed into the waves.
-
inspiration taken from
iam_paranoid 's Seventy Seconds.
