One Shot - JaeMin - Those words
Those words
Thanks to: yummyfruit
"And now the only thing that you can do is keep up
with that movement that takes you to the ecstasy,
with his hands on your hips and his lips in your neck,
whispering sweet words and kissing you look up to the cream ceiling of the room.
"Cream color; just like your skin..."
I was bored... so i decided to translate this fic that was original writen in spanish and posted here. After this i found out two things: I'm a terrible translator, i would never afford a living doing that and that i like it better in spanish ahaha!, and i made my dear betta have a reall hell trying to correct this fic...
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This defiantly wasn't what you were expecting.
It doesn't even come close to what you really desired. But now there's no way out.
And now the only thing that you do is keep up with that movement that takes you to the ecstasy, with his hands on your hips and his lips in your neck, whispering sweet words and kissing you, while you look up to the cream ceiling of the room.
"Cream color; just like your skin" - You perfectly remember the day he whispered those words in your ear, it was the same day that he moved into his new apartment and you and Yoochun went to visit him.
The closeness that he had with you never bothered you and you never imagined that the caressing that it always started with him brushing your hair out of your forehead, to your cheek and ending with his hands gently on your neck could mean more than friendship.
People is always telling you how clumsy you are, that anything could happen in front of your eyes and no matter how amazing it is you'll never see it until someone explained it to you. And this is why in this moment you are wondering, why no one explained that what JaeJoong felt for you was more than friendship?
The answer is simple. Its all because JaeJoong isn't stupid.
Every time you remember those gestures you received from him, you realize that there was never anyone else in the room to tell. All of that was for you and only you.
And then your heart decides to play with you.
You feel a pain in your chest and you know that is clearly a sentimental emotion. you can't deal with it, the sadness is flooding you, because your feelings belong to someone else already and certainly it is not the man that is within you right now, the one that is caressing your skin so softly and kisses you with the same delicacy as the person who you truly love. Even like that you can't avoid the sensation that something is not right and that everything is just... different.
A tear slips down your cheek at the same time moans of pleasure escape from your mouth and your irregular breathing goes to the same pace as JaeJoong's.
You let your head rest on his shoulder. You feel his kisses on your cheek and when he hits that spot that makes you see stars, you arch your back and once again your eyes fall in that cream sky and then you stick your sweaty forehead against his.
The orgasm is welcomed, but it feels too bitter and you’re so guilty of what you have done that even if for a brief moment you didn't have any ties with Yoochun, it doesn't feel as good as it should.
And when he comes out of you, you feel even more empty and while both of you try to get your breath back, he brushes the hair that is falling on your forehead and caresses your cheek and ends smoothly in your neck.
Its that caressing that you know so well.
The one that it made you appreciate him even more as a friend but now, its making you feel goose bumps all over your body and even more when he does it looking straight into your eyes, the ones that used to be so full of glow and are now so lifeless.
He places his lips on your own and you try to give yourself into it, but no matter how much you try you can't make it and when he breaks apart and he kisses your forehead, as if saying "I understand..." but even like that you don't know what it means and with the embarrassment of facing him you laid down on the bed, with your face down, looking at the white curtains that let the light of the afternoon get into the room, while the sun is hiding, the same thing that you wish you could do...
But he makes you come back to reality when his hair makes you feel tickles on your skin and his cold hands touch you until he places his ear in your back, in the place where your heart beats.
And once again those words escape from his lips, the ones that you know you'll never say in return:
- I love you, Changmin.
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Thanks to: yummyfruit
"And now the only thing that you can do is keep up
with that movement that takes you to the ecstasy,
with his hands on your hips and his lips in your neck,
whispering sweet words and kissing you look up to the cream ceiling of the room.
"Cream color; just like your skin..."
I was bored... so i decided to translate this fic that was original writen in spanish and posted here. After this i found out two things: I'm a terrible translator, i would never afford a living doing that and that i like it better in spanish ahaha!, and i made my dear betta have a reall hell trying to correct this fic...
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This defiantly wasn't what you were expecting.
It doesn't even come close to what you really desired. But now there's no way out.
And now the only thing that you do is keep up with that movement that takes you to the ecstasy, with his hands on your hips and his lips in your neck, whispering sweet words and kissing you, while you look up to the cream ceiling of the room.
"Cream color; just like your skin" - You perfectly remember the day he whispered those words in your ear, it was the same day that he moved into his new apartment and you and Yoochun went to visit him.
The closeness that he had with you never bothered you and you never imagined that the caressing that it always started with him brushing your hair out of your forehead, to your cheek and ending with his hands gently on your neck could mean more than friendship.
People is always telling you how clumsy you are, that anything could happen in front of your eyes and no matter how amazing it is you'll never see it until someone explained it to you. And this is why in this moment you are wondering, why no one explained that what JaeJoong felt for you was more than friendship?
The answer is simple. Its all because JaeJoong isn't stupid.
Every time you remember those gestures you received from him, you realize that there was never anyone else in the room to tell. All of that was for you and only you.
And then your heart decides to play with you.
You feel a pain in your chest and you know that is clearly a sentimental emotion. you can't deal with it, the sadness is flooding you, because your feelings belong to someone else already and certainly it is not the man that is within you right now, the one that is caressing your skin so softly and kisses you with the same delicacy as the person who you truly love. Even like that you can't avoid the sensation that something is not right and that everything is just... different.
A tear slips down your cheek at the same time moans of pleasure escape from your mouth and your irregular breathing goes to the same pace as JaeJoong's.
You let your head rest on his shoulder. You feel his kisses on your cheek and when he hits that spot that makes you see stars, you arch your back and once again your eyes fall in that cream sky and then you stick your sweaty forehead against his.
The orgasm is welcomed, but it feels too bitter and you’re so guilty of what you have done that even if for a brief moment you didn't have any ties with Yoochun, it doesn't feel as good as it should.
And when he comes out of you, you feel even more empty and while both of you try to get your breath back, he brushes the hair that is falling on your forehead and caresses your cheek and ends smoothly in your neck.
Its that caressing that you know so well.
The one that it made you appreciate him even more as a friend but now, its making you feel goose bumps all over your body and even more when he does it looking straight into your eyes, the ones that used to be so full of glow and are now so lifeless.
He places his lips on your own and you try to give yourself into it, but no matter how much you try you can't make it and when he breaks apart and he kisses your forehead, as if saying "I understand..." but even like that you don't know what it means and with the embarrassment of facing him you laid down on the bed, with your face down, looking at the white curtains that let the light of the afternoon get into the room, while the sun is hiding, the same thing that you wish you could do...
But he makes you come back to reality when his hair makes you feel tickles on your skin and his cold hands touch you until he places his ear in your back, in the place where your heart beats.
And once again those words escape from his lips, the ones that you know you'll never say in return:
- I love you, Changmin.
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