[challenge] Morning musume/Shinee
Title: Down, down and up again.
Rating: pg-13
Fandom: Morning Musume, Shinee
Pairing: Sayumin/Onew
Prompt: From lesth ”Fail, fail again, fail better” - Pairing: Sayumin/Onew
Pretty brown eyes framed by a waterfall of black hair peered at Onew from between metal bars, naïve, feminine innocence replaced by cold calculating features and he felt like he was being assessed for weaknesses by the enemy troops even though it was just a Japanese girl dressed in silks watching him.
“Look at me, I wasn’t made to go through prisonI’m not physically strong, can you imagine what’ll happen to me there?” Her voice broke but he told himself not to fall for it, that her downcast eyes and clenched fingers around the bars were an act.
“Well Miss you shouldn’t have stolen from all those nice young men at the casino then,” He offered her a stern, but kind smile even as he stepped back in surprise as her head jerked up, eyes narrowed and voice suddenly sharper as she snapped at him.
“Nice young men my butt,” She dissolved into Japanese that he could only somewhat understand but it was enough to cause a red stain to splash across his cheeks, “-fat and old putting their hands on me like money makes it okay, look at me I’m too good for them.” At that she stood back and away from the jail cell door, flipping her hair back and touching her face with delicate, manicured nails.
He had to admit, she was beautiful, but there was no excuse for her behavior, looks could never make it okay for her to take advantage of people and steal their money.
“Mou, I need constant hydration to maintain this skin, you should bring me water.” Her lips curled up into that smile he knew could get her anything she wanted in a normal instance but he wasn’t going to fall for it.
Shaking his head he gestured to the empty water bottle in her cell, “You just finished that an hour ago, and I know you knocked out the last guy that locked you up in order to get out Miss Michichisge, you’re not doing that with me.” His voice was still soft, like a chastising parent who is too easy on his kids but he couldn’t help his nature.
Her resigned sigh echoed out around the cell as she reached under her skirts to retrieve a familiar set of keys and Onew was scrambling at his waist and his desk in shock as she calmly unlocked her jail cell and walked over to him, patting his cheek as he stared at her with wide eyes, “Swiped ‘em from you earlier,” She was leaning too close, and his heart was picking up as he leaned back against the desk to try and get away, his eyes betraying him to take in a pale neck and the expanse below it that was now revealed to him.
Metal clinked around his wrists as she reached up to pat his cheek, “You have a long successful career ahead of you Lee Jinki,” He was going to faint, he was sure of it, his world was narrowed to a pair of soft lips grazing his cheek as she pulled him back towards her cell, her hand resting at his hip for a moment before pushing him with insistent steps back towards the door, “but not in law enforcement.” She removed the hand that had started to tentatively touch her hair as she locked him to the bars, a satisfied smile on her face as she sauntered out of the room.
Rating: pg-13
Fandom: Morning Musume, Shinee
Pairing: Sayumin/Onew
Prompt: From lesth ”Fail, fail again, fail better” - Pairing: Sayumin/Onew
Pretty brown eyes framed by a waterfall of black hair peered at Onew from between metal bars, naïve, feminine innocence replaced by cold calculating features and he felt like he was being assessed for weaknesses by the enemy troops even though it was just a Japanese girl dressed in silks watching him.
“Look at me, I wasn’t made to go through prisonI’m not physically strong, can you imagine what’ll happen to me there?” Her voice broke but he told himself not to fall for it, that her downcast eyes and clenched fingers around the bars were an act.
“Well Miss you shouldn’t have stolen from all those nice young men at the casino then,” He offered her a stern, but kind smile even as he stepped back in surprise as her head jerked up, eyes narrowed and voice suddenly sharper as she snapped at him.
“Nice young men my butt,” She dissolved into Japanese that he could only somewhat understand but it was enough to cause a red stain to splash across his cheeks, “-fat and old putting their hands on me like money makes it okay, look at me I’m too good for them.” At that she stood back and away from the jail cell door, flipping her hair back and touching her face with delicate, manicured nails.
He had to admit, she was beautiful, but there was no excuse for her behavior, looks could never make it okay for her to take advantage of people and steal their money.
“Mou, I need constant hydration to maintain this skin, you should bring me water.” Her lips curled up into that smile he knew could get her anything she wanted in a normal instance but he wasn’t going to fall for it.
Shaking his head he gestured to the empty water bottle in her cell, “You just finished that an hour ago, and I know you knocked out the last guy that locked you up in order to get out Miss Michichisge, you’re not doing that with me.” His voice was still soft, like a chastising parent who is too easy on his kids but he couldn’t help his nature.
Her resigned sigh echoed out around the cell as she reached under her skirts to retrieve a familiar set of keys and Onew was scrambling at his waist and his desk in shock as she calmly unlocked her jail cell and walked over to him, patting his cheek as he stared at her with wide eyes, “Swiped ‘em from you earlier,” She was leaning too close, and his heart was picking up as he leaned back against the desk to try and get away, his eyes betraying him to take in a pale neck and the expanse below it that was now revealed to him.
Metal clinked around his wrists as she reached up to pat his cheek, “You have a long successful career ahead of you Lee Jinki,” He was going to faint, he was sure of it, his world was narrowed to a pair of soft lips grazing his cheek as she pulled him back towards her cell, her hand resting at his hip for a moment before pushing him with insistent steps back towards the door, “but not in law enforcement.” She removed the hand that had started to tentatively touch her hair as she locked him to the bars, a satisfied smile on her face as she sauntered out of the room.