Seven Then Heaven
cerixxe2,083 words (All/Key)
Romance, Angst; R
Warnings: Un-beta’d, girl!Key, some sexual situations
Disclaimer: I don’t own any part of these boys. So do you TT__TT
Summary: Gwiboon is seven, fourteen, twenty one, and twenty eight then it’s heaven.
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It’s not that kind of love. )
Minho’s waiting - she comprehends, and she gives that smile, this time, to Taemin.
It’s just mistaken - that kind of love perhaps. One thing, and it’s not fate.
Figures, Minho keeps it to himself, instead scoffs and gathers her into his arms, bracing every pearl of tear with the love he can’t let go.
You finally realize, but still - I know you’re not giving me all up.
---> hate to say this...but my sooo foolish Minho...OTL
“Not now,” is all she says when Taemin finally asks eight months later. That fallible glint in her eyes telling him she’s not ready. Yet despite that, she holds his hand, unfaltering smile prominent in every day. And she doesn’t let go so easily like before. Taemin waits.
---> part of her love life...but not for long...until Jonghyun came
Then everything pretty much began to fill in color, because she ends up moaning, gripping on hair, stark naked and asking for more more more. Jonghyun’s between her thighs, humming, licking, blood rushing down his veins in a pace full of haste. Screams get louder, heads rolling in ecstasy, in lust of every thrust. She hits the headboard one last, and Gwiboon doesn’t regret giving off her first.
Jonghyun isn’t Gwiboon’s new boyfriend after that. Though they knew sooner or later they could end up being. Sooner or later they believed, without seeing the inevitable - never.
Because three years into what it is that they had, six broken beds, numerous headboards breaking, endless ringing screams, and countless orgasms later, Jonghyun’s the one who leaves without warning, flies over to Beijing with the promise of never coming back.
---> ughh...Jonghyun was kind of jerk...which is suit him sometimes..OTL...but this jerks...i feel the need to punch him...good thing Gwiboon loved him
She believes that the way her heart is pounding like crazy inside her is all because of astonishment, of flabbergast, of anything between that and trepidation. Somehow her mind flashes images of Taemin, of Jonghyun, of Minho, and then there’s Jinki still smiling at her, extended hand shaking a little.
It’s fate - they know, and wonders whether this time, it’s finally that kind of love.
--> shes sure need to go a long long way to find it^^...
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Love the story soooooooooo much^^.and it made me feel like using less emoticon...but really..i really like this...just as expected from you^^
pls do write more...ill be waiting for another awesome pieces from you^^
p.s. so...kindly to tell me what about this (all of it through convos with Bona Unnie - who, by the way, I am utterly missing right now >.<) ??? miss you too^^..i was clicking on your YM unconsciously...^^..so i guess i miss you too^^
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