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15 May 2013 @ 11:05 pm
QMi | PG | 1645 words | fluff
It's just another normal, boring day until Kyuhyun meets someone in the rain.

a/n: Inspired by Pumsie's edit! She gets full credit for the idea: I just typed up a little something to go with it! n__n

“I met someone today.”

A crisp voice rang out in the small apartment as the young man shook rain drops from his hair in the entryway. He peeled of his rain jacket, glancing toward his friend and roommate, Ryeowook, who was seated at the kitchen table with his bangs pulled back and papers spread everywhere; he was obviously working hard on something and Kyuhyun mentally sighed.

“I met someone today,” he repeated, pulling a bottle of milk out of the fridge and tipping his head back, drinking straight from the carton.

Ryeowook dropped his pencil with a barely-audible sigh and glanced over his shoulder. “Okay, I’ll bite. Who’d you meet?”

Kyuhyun shrugged slightly and his roommate rolled his eyes, turning back to his work.

“Good job, Kyu.”

Ryeowook, who was just a little older than Kyuhyun, was in his second year of graduate school; Kyuhyun, who should, by all rights, be there with him, had decided to take some time off to figure out if grad school was really where he wanted to be (and it wasn’t, he was discovering).

“He was interesting,” the younger man mumbled in defense, hitting the back of his hyung’s head gently as he headed to his room. “I’ll call for takeout so don’t worry about dinner,” he called over his shoulder, closing the door behind him.


Cho Kyuhyun had a brilliant mind. He’d always been in the top of his class, but he had grown tired of the never-ending stream of tests and quizzes and school work, so he’d graduated from university (with honors, of course) and then found himself a job instead of heading straight for more school. He shared an apartment with Ryeowook close to the older man’s campus; they got along well with minimal arguing and Kyuhyun knew he had a pretty good life, but there was something in him that wanted more than just work, food, and video games.

He tossed his bag on the chair in the corner of his room before falling back on his bed, stretching his long limbs as he let his eyes flicker closed. He was tired.

Raindrops steadily hit his window. They’d been falling down all day and it didn’t seem like they would stop anytime soon, but it was a gentle rain, the kind that Kyuhyun liked. Before long, he was asleep.


He was tall, taller than Kyuhyun by an inch or two, and he had this soft silky hair that was, for some reason, as fascinating as it was beautiful. He had these big, wide eyes that were full of hidden secrets and a wondrous hope that Kyuhyun hadn’t seen in years. He stood underneath the awning, looking up at the rain falling down drop by drop from the clouds overhead, a small smile on his face.

Kyuhyun approached him slowly. As he got closer to the strange man outside the bakery, the ping-ping-ping of raindrops on metal finally registered in his head and his eyes flickered down to the odd collection of metal cans that had been placed in the rain, some upside down and some right-side-up. He didn’t notice he’d stopped walking until the man’s eyes slid over to him and he spoke.

“The rain is lovely, isn’t it?”

Kyuhyun was taken aback by the voice and blinked in surprise. “Um—”

“You should listen to it.”

“W-what?” Kyuhyun cursed his tongue as he stumbled over the word.

“Listen to the sound of rain,” the man explained cheerfully, a smile that could have lit up any room spreading across his face.

Kyuhyun stood still for a moment before nodding awkwardly and sliding past the man, grabbing his bike from the bike rack and hurrying out onto the sidewalk, heading for his apartment.


Kyuhyun’s eyes snapped open as his stomach gave a rather unpleasant growl and he reached for his cell phone to call his favorite Chinese food restaurant to order takeout, only to shoot up, his eyes widening, as he realized that his phone wasn’t there. He frantically tore through his bag with no luck and raced down the hall back to the foyer, tugging on his boots.

“Hey! What’s the rush? Where’re you going?” Ryeowook leaned against the island in the kitchen, watching Kyuhyun struggle to put on his rain jacket.

“Left my phone at work,” Kyuhyun replied absentmindedly, turning around in a circle once as he searched for his house keys; he snagged them off the table a second later and wrenched open the door. “I’ll be back later.”

Ryeowook sighed, shaking his head slightly as the door thudded closed behind him.


“Dammit,” Kyuhyun muttered as soon as he was outside; it had started raining harder. The café where he (sometimes grudgingly) worked wasn’t far enough to really warrant driving his car and, besides, parking was always awful, but he wasn’t particularly fond of the idea of biking in this rain. Nonetheless, he yanked the hood of his jacket over his messy brown hair and grabbed his bike, peddling as fast as he could manage down the sidewalk.


The first thing he noticed when he skidded to a halt was that the man wasn’t there. It was stupid, he thought to himself as he wiped raindrops from his forehead, to think that he still would be. But the cans were still there and the ping-ping-ping of water on metal was like a song as he walked down the sidewalk under the awning to get to the café.

He slipped into the café silently, waving half-heartedly at his manager – a bright man named Jungsoo who never seemed to stop smiling – before disappearing to the back to hunt down his phone. But it wasn’t there and he felt his heart sink because that was the second phone he’d lost (the first had been broken by his friend Donghae, who had a way of destroying anything technological that he got his hands on) and he couldn’t really afford to get another one.

His stomach growled at him again, reminding him that he did need to get food at some point, so he gave up, nearly running into Jungsoo when he turned to leave.

“What’re you looking for?”

“Phone,” Kyuhyun mumbled in response, wanting to get out of the small back room.

“You could always try next door. Maybe you dropped it outside and someone took it there. Don’t worry too much, Kyu; I’m sure it’ll turn up!” Jungsoo ruffled his hair fondly before heading back to the front, and Kyuhyun, rubbing his stomach gently, figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask.


He’d never been in the bakery next door. It was small and warm, though, and he involuntarily felt himself smile a little when he stepped through the door. Then he saw who was behind the counter and his jaw nearly dropped in surprise.

“Hello! Can I get you anything?” The man he’d seen earlier waved, leaning against the counter.

Kyuhyun took a couple steps forward, slowly shaking his head and clearing his throat. “I, uh, I dropped my phone and I was wondering if—”

“Ahh, I thought it was yours!” The man pulled Kyuhyun’s phone from his pocket and held it out to him. “I found it this afternoon when I was coming back inside! You were the only person I’d seen walk by, so I thought it must be yours!”

“Thanks.” Kyuhyun took the phone carefully, his eyes darting down to read the nametag carefully clipped to the man’s crisp white shirt; Zhou Mi. It was then that his stomach took the opportunity of silence to growl loudly once more and Zhou Mi laughed.

“You are hungry?” He slid out from behind the counter, untying the apron from around his hips and grabbing his denim jacket from a hook on the wall. “I was just about to go to dinner! Would you like to join me?”

One look at that impossibly bright smile and Kyuhyun found himself nodding, heading back out into the rain with Zhou Mi.


They ended up grabbing something and taking it back to Zhou Mi’s apartment, which, it turned out, wasn’t too far from Kyuhyun’s. They talked like old friends, laughing over small things and feeling completely comfortable. Kyuhyun contributed that to the rain. It was their common denominator.

They talked about work and plans and Kyuhyun discovered that Zhou Mi had a knack for singing and they ended up talking about music and songwriting and Kyuhyun began to think that maybe he’d found something worth pursuing in life. But mostly they just talked about rain.

Kyuhyun didn’t get home until after eleven o’clock, after discovering that Zhou Mi had already saved his number in Kyu’s phone and promising to stop in the bakery to say hi the next day. Ryeowook, who had cleaned up his paperwork and was stretched out across the couch with a bowl of popcorn, watching dramas, looked up when he heard the door open and close.

“You were out late,” he noted, raising an eyebrow.

“Met up with…a friend.” Kyuhyun smiled slightly.

“The person you met today? Ow!” Ryeowook frowned when Kyuhyun hit the back of his head for the second time that day.

“His name’s Zhou Mi.” The younger shrugged off his jacket, slipping back to the foyer to hang it up before returning to the living room when he heard Ryeowook’s next question.

“What’d you guys talk about? You’re not normally out this late, even with the friends you’ve known for years.”

Kyuhyun’s lips twitched upwards into a smile. “Rain.”


Kyuhyun waved over his shoulder as he headed down the hall, the patter of raindrops on the windows becoming a soft melody that only he and Zhou Mi would hear.

“He told me to listen to the sound of rain.”


“Listen to the sound of rain, Kyuhyun. Doesn’t it have such a beautiful melody?”

catherine_leitecatherine_leite on May 16th, 2013 12:41 pm (UTC)
ryeoluvryeoluv on May 17th, 2013 01:01 am (UTC)
Ah I love this ~~ ^^ I love Qmi and KyuWook XD so this fic is absolutely perfect keke ^^
Sarahlittlemiss_suju on May 19th, 2013 12:59 am (UTC)
Awww, I'm glad you liked it!! Thanks for reading~ :) <33
iluvsuju95iluvsuju95 on May 20th, 2013 08:05 pm (UTC)
loveeee~~ been wondering if anyone will write any fics based on the edit when i saw it the first time.. thank you for the lovely story.. i like it so much :)
Sarahlittlemiss_suju on June 2nd, 2013 06:57 pm (UTC)
Awww, thank you!!! <33 I'm so glad you like it!! (especially because I normally have such trouble writing QMi, hahaha) <333
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Sarahlittlemiss_suju on January 19th, 2015 05:01 am (UTC)
Awww, I feel like my writing is all over the place sometimes, but I'm glad you like it, hahaha! ^^ Thanks so much for reading!! <33