now
jaejoong/yunho
fluff
g
465 words
for jaegiya to accompany this
Love is taking the simple things and making them live for that one moment, breathe your air and thrum in your veins, slow steady push pull pause to breathe. He says things like I love you, now and forever. Now and forever. You hum it under your breath, giving up syllables to rain falling. It sounds like the start to a bad love song and it’s just the sort you'd fall in love with.
You go out mostly when it’s raining and he understands in the way only best friends do, about how you can stand on the corner of the street in the beginnings of a storm and feel anonymous for the first time in years. Today it feels like it’s going to be the come to stay sort of rain, the kind with dove gray clouds close enough to touch with the tip of your umbrella. Puddles are already forming on the roads, loose stones rattling in tire dents where cars have passed too many times, pockets of warm air curling from the middle of the street. You don’t take his hand when you jump wet patches, out of habit, but he reaches for yours anyway. Rainy day allowances make you grip back just as tightly.
It’s not hard to find a place where no one would think to look so you end up sitting on the steps of some unused shop lot, still getting your feet wet because long legs don’t fit well in small places. He has his folded, all awkward angles and skinny knees that draw closer together when the wind brings in rain. One jeans cuff is riding a bit too high, revealing an ankle. If you squint, you can just about make out the faint line of where the skin takes on a different shade from being sock-clad most of the time.
“You sit like a girl.”
“Just because I don’t want to get my feet wet.”
He pulls you to your feet then and makes you get water in your hair, stinging drops in your eyes when you look up, distracted for a moment by the sudden light of the nearest streetlight flickering on. Had it been this dark before this?
“Hey. Attention here, please.”
Slipping arms around your waist, head tilted upwards to match yours. The light is too bright to look at for long and besides, there are other distractions now, like how Jaejoong is intent on proving there’s nothing vaguely girl like about the way he kisses you, mouth a bit too wide and a bit too forceful. It feels like a bad romance movie: poorly shot with bad lighting, horrible weather, an even worse script. “I love you, now and forever.”
Breathe in rain soaked air. You won’t have it any other way.
.end
a/n- old school soppy fluff? :)
fluff
g
465 words
for jaegiya to accompany this
Love is taking the simple things and making them live for that one moment, breathe your air and thrum in your veins, slow steady push pull pause to breathe. He says things like I love you, now and forever. Now and forever. You hum it under your breath, giving up syllables to rain falling. It sounds like the start to a bad love song and it’s just the sort you'd fall in love with.
You go out mostly when it’s raining and he understands in the way only best friends do, about how you can stand on the corner of the street in the beginnings of a storm and feel anonymous for the first time in years. Today it feels like it’s going to be the come to stay sort of rain, the kind with dove gray clouds close enough to touch with the tip of your umbrella. Puddles are already forming on the roads, loose stones rattling in tire dents where cars have passed too many times, pockets of warm air curling from the middle of the street. You don’t take his hand when you jump wet patches, out of habit, but he reaches for yours anyway. Rainy day allowances make you grip back just as tightly.
It’s not hard to find a place where no one would think to look so you end up sitting on the steps of some unused shop lot, still getting your feet wet because long legs don’t fit well in small places. He has his folded, all awkward angles and skinny knees that draw closer together when the wind brings in rain. One jeans cuff is riding a bit too high, revealing an ankle. If you squint, you can just about make out the faint line of where the skin takes on a different shade from being sock-clad most of the time.
“You sit like a girl.”
“Just because I don’t want to get my feet wet.”
He pulls you to your feet then and makes you get water in your hair, stinging drops in your eyes when you look up, distracted for a moment by the sudden light of the nearest streetlight flickering on. Had it been this dark before this?
“Hey. Attention here, please.”
Slipping arms around your waist, head tilted upwards to match yours. The light is too bright to look at for long and besides, there are other distractions now, like how Jaejoong is intent on proving there’s nothing vaguely girl like about the way he kisses you, mouth a bit too wide and a bit too forceful. It feels like a bad romance movie: poorly shot with bad lighting, horrible weather, an even worse script. “I love you, now and forever.”
Breathe in rain soaked air. You won’t have it any other way.
.end
a/n- old school soppy fluff? :)