it's (not) about the money (luna/onew)
it's (not) about the money
luna/onew
drabble, g, 554 words
a/n: i decided it was time to do another... tumblr meme shift. (i mean, i still have to finish a few requests i got but whatever) the "prompt" for this was originally "quiet me", which i didn't capture that well, but what can you do.
"This wasn’t supposed to happen." Sunyoung elicited a high pitched sound from the back of her throat that Jinki had been convinced only a dog whistle could accomplished.
He watched, wide and glassy eyed, as she balled up a stack of white and pink Monopoly bills into her clenched fist. Jinki had drank with most of his label mates before - even some of the other f(x) girls - but Sunyoung had always seemed to have something prior planned when plans were brought up.
Qian usually shrugged off her absence as a missed, but almost preferred one. It was “nothing personal", she had said one evening, but “trying to balance finishing your second bottle of soju when Sunyoung burst into tears at everything from a split shot to a retelling of an old episode of Pororo could get a little overwhelming."
Jinki had frowned at the comment; a little crying never hurt anyone, nor did getting emotional after a few drinks. He was used to friends sobbing and slobbering all over him after a few too many shots, anyway. Jonghyun and his five minute soliloquy about the climax of the Lion King sequel earlier that evening, filled to the brim with chokes and sobs (along with a show of impressive hand motions in explaining his meta), had proved that. He’d sat through most of the conversation with a stone expression - only cracking when his group mate had passed out cold in the middle of his “big ending".
This was… different though. Sunyoung had been running on some sort of emotional high for over an hour (a good thirty minutes of that directed at him) and there was really no sign of it ending anytime soon. He was at a loss for what to do, for the most part. He wasn’t… good with this sort of thing.
"It’s okay, it’s just a game. We can go back in and start up another round if you want t-…"
“No." Sunyoung heaved through her sobs, turning to look at Jinki, eyes large and brimmed with tears. He noted the smear of her eyeliner and mascara as she raised a hand upward to paw at her cheeks, only smearing it further. He smiled dimly. “Qian took me for all I’m worth…," she trailed off, somberly. “Gyeongchun Line, Yeosu, Changwon, Jeju," she groaned. “That’s a special self govering province, Jinki, I’m never gonna get that back."
"Ah…," Jinki sighed. “It could’ve been worse. You could’ve lost everything."
"I basically did though," Sunyoung shook her head as their eyes locked. Her cheeks were tinged pink under the smear of her make up from her crying and she hiccuped immediately after drawing in another large sigh.
"False," Jinki paused as he scooted closer to her, draping one around her shoulders as the other moved toward her clenched hand, gently beginning to straighten her fingers back out before grabbing the ball of “money". “You have this and if we go back in there, we can take them for all they’re worth time, okay?"
Sunyoung drew in a deep breath of air, sniffling once before nodding her head firmly, corners of her lips quirking. “Okay."
Jinki returned her smile, dropping the ball of “money" back into her hand as he leaned over to leave a quick peck on her lips, pulling back to an even wider smile. “That’s what I like to see."
luna/onew
drabble, g, 554 words
a/n: i decided it was time to do another... tumblr meme shift. (i mean, i still have to finish a few requests i got but whatever) the "prompt" for this was originally "quiet me", which i didn't capture that well, but what can you do.
"This wasn’t supposed to happen." Sunyoung elicited a high pitched sound from the back of her throat that Jinki had been convinced only a dog whistle could accomplished.
He watched, wide and glassy eyed, as she balled up a stack of white and pink Monopoly bills into her clenched fist. Jinki had drank with most of his label mates before - even some of the other f(x) girls - but Sunyoung had always seemed to have something prior planned when plans were brought up.
Qian usually shrugged off her absence as a missed, but almost preferred one. It was “nothing personal", she had said one evening, but “trying to balance finishing your second bottle of soju when Sunyoung burst into tears at everything from a split shot to a retelling of an old episode of Pororo could get a little overwhelming."
Jinki had frowned at the comment; a little crying never hurt anyone, nor did getting emotional after a few drinks. He was used to friends sobbing and slobbering all over him after a few too many shots, anyway. Jonghyun and his five minute soliloquy about the climax of the Lion King sequel earlier that evening, filled to the brim with chokes and sobs (along with a show of impressive hand motions in explaining his meta), had proved that. He’d sat through most of the conversation with a stone expression - only cracking when his group mate had passed out cold in the middle of his “big ending".
This was… different though. Sunyoung had been running on some sort of emotional high for over an hour (a good thirty minutes of that directed at him) and there was really no sign of it ending anytime soon. He was at a loss for what to do, for the most part. He wasn’t… good with this sort of thing.
"It’s okay, it’s just a game. We can go back in and start up another round if you want t-…"
“No." Sunyoung heaved through her sobs, turning to look at Jinki, eyes large and brimmed with tears. He noted the smear of her eyeliner and mascara as she raised a hand upward to paw at her cheeks, only smearing it further. He smiled dimly. “Qian took me for all I’m worth…," she trailed off, somberly. “Gyeongchun Line, Yeosu, Changwon, Jeju," she groaned. “That’s a special self govering province, Jinki, I’m never gonna get that back."
"Ah…," Jinki sighed. “It could’ve been worse. You could’ve lost everything."
"I basically did though," Sunyoung shook her head as their eyes locked. Her cheeks were tinged pink under the smear of her make up from her crying and she hiccuped immediately after drawing in another large sigh.
"False," Jinki paused as he scooted closer to her, draping one around her shoulders as the other moved toward her clenched hand, gently beginning to straighten her fingers back out before grabbing the ball of “money". “You have this and if we go back in there, we can take them for all they’re worth time, okay?"
Sunyoung drew in a deep breath of air, sniffling once before nodding her head firmly, corners of her lips quirking. “Okay."
Jinki returned her smile, dropping the ball of “money" back into her hand as he leaned over to leave a quick peck on her lips, pulling back to an even wider smile. “That’s what I like to see."