Melodies in Unison (Flashfic Challenge 17: Expanding From)
Title: Melodies In Unison
Author: cmplctd
Word count: 877.
Concrit?: sure.
Pairing: Yoomin, Homin.
Rating: PG13.
Summary: "Every suck and fuck would let him forget about Yoochun, or so he was told."
A/N: This is part two to Incomplete Melodies but could be read as a oneshot (i think?)
From Prompt:
Offshore, one whale sings to a distant other
in a way that leaves
whatever’s between stunned,
the presence of song
rising toward its listener.
A light sprinkling of rain
ignites the scent of skunk cabbage
in the ravine behind our house.
The fir trees nudge each other
in the slight wind.
My mother’s left hand is grief,
her right, beauty.
---------------
“You’re so cute.” Yoochun coos.
“Stop.” Changmin flirts.
“You’re like a kitty. So innocent. And cute. Adorable.” As Yoochun mumbles sweet nothings, their bodies eventually join at the lips.
“Have I mentioned how lame you are?” Changmin teases before taking in all Yoochun has to offer.
---
“STOP IT!” Changmin screams in his head. He frantically picks up his phone and dials a number.
“Yunnie? Can we tal-- ARE YOU WITH A CLIENT!?” He shouts through his phone.
“Get your pants up now, and pick me up.” Hushed moans could be heard through the phone.
“Please? Yes yes, I’ll pay. I just need you again.” Changmin sighs.
He hangs up the phone and plops back on his bed.
Knock, Knock.
Boy, that was fast, Changmin thinks. He gets up and opens the door.
“Min, let’s talk.” Yoochun stands in his doorway. “I’m re-”
Changmin rolls his eyes and slams the door on Yoochun’s face.
“MIN! PLEASE! LISTEN TO ME!” Yoochun shouts through the door. “I’M SORRY! Min….I still..lov-”
“NO!” the door swings open. “You don’t go fuckin telling me you still love me after lettingJae-joong fuck you. No, you don’t even deserve to say you still like me.” Changmin shakes his head and slams the door again.
Changmin grabs his stuff as he pushes past Yoochun and hops into Yunho’s car.
He throws himself all over Yunho as he drives. His hands roam and grope.
“Aish, eager today aren’t we?” Yunho smirks. Tears roll silently down Changmin’s face as he kisses Yunho’s neck and leaves deep red marks.
“Why, You don’t want it?” Changmin bites Yunho’s neck sending shivers down his spin.
“Of course I want it and it better top Junsu.” Yunho moans.
Tears stream down Changmin’s face as he hastily, and greedily rubs Yunho’s crotch.
“CHANGMIN!” Yunho abruptly pulls aside.
“WHAT! I JUST! I just...Yunho!” Changmin cries. His hands retreat to cover his face.
“Changmin, I can’t always come like this.”
“I know, I know. I just.”
Yunho cups Changmin’s face and brings their eyes together, “You’re really beautiful when you smile. I’m sure Yoochun agrees.” Yunho wipes Changmin’s tears.
“He wouldn’t care.” Changmin mumbles under his breath.
“But you cut me off in the middle of a great blowjob with Junsu, and then you turn me on. You’re paying for this.” Yunho motions at his very awakened member. “I‘ll be free.”
“Fuck. You’re such a slut!” Changmin flails his arms in the air.
“That’s my job!” Yunho smiles. Changmin puts his hands and mouth to work. He’s done this way too many times, he knows all the spots and techniques that pushes Yunho over the edge.
Every suck and fuck would let him forget about Yoochun, or so he was told.
---
Yoochun retreated back to his room staring at Changmin’s closed window.
“Changmin, I know you can’t hear but, please listen.” He places his hands on his familiar black and white keys.
Melodies run through his fingers. Each note sliding past the window, and breezes through the fir trees. Unheard of, rehearsed words milk past his lips. Lyrics expressing his unrequited love and waves of sympathy.
The on-going handwritten song, sings melodies aching for someone to hear.
---
“Yunho, I can’t.” Changmin’s eyes brim with tears.
“Unghh….” Yunho moans at Changmin’s unintentional vibrations.
“I can’t, I can’t.” Changmin mumbles, his mouth full of sin.
“Uhhh!” Yunho fills Changmin’s mouth with sticky strings of lust.
Changmin’s tears burn his face, mixed with the taste of sex. “Drive me home, I hear him. I can‘t leave him. I...still. Yunho, please!”
Yunho, a little disappointed, buttons his pants and starts driving.
“Aish!” What’s up with the traffic!” Yunho pounds his steering wheel. Suddenly a door slams.
“Changmin!?”
He was gone, out the door, running home.
---
Yoochun stares out the window, lost in his thought. Drops of rain, pitter patter on the roof creating uneven percussions.
He inhales the fresh dampness from outside. A familiar scent brings back lost memories. Every hug, after embrace, after kiss they let the rain wash their sins after every disagreement. Why can’t it be the same, today?
A tear mimics the fallen rain on his window, one after another. His fingers never fail to glide over each key, so perfectly in tune.
“CHUNNIE! YOU STUPID!” Changmin sobs outside Yoochun’s window.
Yoochun was too caught up in his overpowering music.
“STUPID!” Changmin throws a rock after another at his window, “I’m SORRY!” He shouts.
Changmin collapses onto the wet grass, soaked from the rain, “Chunnie! I want us to be okay.” His tears mixing with pouring weather.
“YOOCHUN-ah. Please…Please…” Changmin cries weakly, Every shout, every push to cry brings him weaker and weaker.
At the last chord, Yoochun takes another look out his window.
“Yoochun-ah. I still…” Changmin falls over. …Love you, he completes in his head.
---
Shivering, cold, weak, Changmin wakes up in his lover’s lap.
“Babe…” Yoochun just above whispers.
“Shh.” Changmin brings his weak, cold finger to his warm lips, “I know…”
“Changmin…” Yoochun gently lift Changmin off his lap and places his head on his pillows. He dug into his pocket for a small, simple, white box. He presented it to Changmin.
“Changmin…” Yoochun repeated as he got on one knee, “Will you be mine…forever?”
Author: cmplctd
Word count: 877.
Concrit?: sure.
Pairing: Yoomin, Homin.
Rating: PG13.
Summary: "Every suck and fuck would let him forget about Yoochun, or so he was told."
A/N: This is part two to Incomplete Melodies but could be read as a oneshot (i think?)
From Prompt:
Offshore, one whale sings to a distant other
in a way that leaves
whatever’s between stunned,
the presence of song
rising toward its listener.
A light sprinkling of rain
ignites the scent of skunk cabbage
in the ravine behind our house.
The fir trees nudge each other
in the slight wind.
My mother’s left hand is grief,
her right, beauty.
---------------
“You’re so cute.” Yoochun coos.
“Stop.” Changmin flirts.
“You’re like a kitty. So innocent. And cute. Adorable.” As Yoochun mumbles sweet nothings, their bodies eventually join at the lips.
“Have I mentioned how lame you are?” Changmin teases before taking in all Yoochun has to offer.
---
“STOP IT!” Changmin screams in his head. He frantically picks up his phone and dials a number.
“Yunnie? Can we tal-- ARE YOU WITH A CLIENT!?” He shouts through his phone.
“Get your pants up now, and pick me up.” Hushed moans could be heard through the phone.
“Please? Yes yes, I’ll pay. I just need you again.” Changmin sighs.
He hangs up the phone and plops back on his bed.
Knock, Knock.
Boy, that was fast, Changmin thinks. He gets up and opens the door.
“Min, let’s talk.” Yoochun stands in his doorway. “I’m re-”
Changmin rolls his eyes and slams the door on Yoochun’s face.
“MIN! PLEASE! LISTEN TO ME!” Yoochun shouts through the door. “I’M SORRY! Min….I still..lov-”
“NO!” the door swings open. “You don’t go fuckin telling me you still love me after lettingJae-joong fuck you. No, you don’t even deserve to say you still like me.” Changmin shakes his head and slams the door again.
Changmin grabs his stuff as he pushes past Yoochun and hops into Yunho’s car.
He throws himself all over Yunho as he drives. His hands roam and grope.
“Aish, eager today aren’t we?” Yunho smirks. Tears roll silently down Changmin’s face as he kisses Yunho’s neck and leaves deep red marks.
“Why, You don’t want it?” Changmin bites Yunho’s neck sending shivers down his spin.
“Of course I want it and it better top Junsu.” Yunho moans.
Tears stream down Changmin’s face as he hastily, and greedily rubs Yunho’s crotch.
“CHANGMIN!” Yunho abruptly pulls aside.
“WHAT! I JUST! I just...Yunho!” Changmin cries. His hands retreat to cover his face.
“Changmin, I can’t always come like this.”
“I know, I know. I just.”
Yunho cups Changmin’s face and brings their eyes together, “You’re really beautiful when you smile. I’m sure Yoochun agrees.” Yunho wipes Changmin’s tears.
“He wouldn’t care.” Changmin mumbles under his breath.
“But you cut me off in the middle of a great blowjob with Junsu, and then you turn me on. You’re paying for this.” Yunho motions at his very awakened member. “I‘ll be free.”
“Fuck. You’re such a slut!” Changmin flails his arms in the air.
“That’s my job!” Yunho smiles. Changmin puts his hands and mouth to work. He’s done this way too many times, he knows all the spots and techniques that pushes Yunho over the edge.
Every suck and fuck would let him forget about Yoochun, or so he was told.
---
Yoochun retreated back to his room staring at Changmin’s closed window.
“Changmin, I know you can’t hear but, please listen.” He places his hands on his familiar black and white keys.
Melodies run through his fingers. Each note sliding past the window, and breezes through the fir trees. Unheard of, rehearsed words milk past his lips. Lyrics expressing his unrequited love and waves of sympathy.
The on-going handwritten song, sings melodies aching for someone to hear.
---
“Yunho, I can’t.” Changmin’s eyes brim with tears.
“Unghh….” Yunho moans at Changmin’s unintentional vibrations.
“I can’t, I can’t.” Changmin mumbles, his mouth full of sin.
“Uhhh!” Yunho fills Changmin’s mouth with sticky strings of lust.
Changmin’s tears burn his face, mixed with the taste of sex. “Drive me home, I hear him. I can‘t leave him. I...still. Yunho, please!”
Yunho, a little disappointed, buttons his pants and starts driving.
“Aish!” What’s up with the traffic!” Yunho pounds his steering wheel. Suddenly a door slams.
“Changmin!?”
He was gone, out the door, running home.
---
Yoochun stares out the window, lost in his thought. Drops of rain, pitter patter on the roof creating uneven percussions.
He inhales the fresh dampness from outside. A familiar scent brings back lost memories. Every hug, after embrace, after kiss they let the rain wash their sins after every disagreement. Why can’t it be the same, today?
A tear mimics the fallen rain on his window, one after another. His fingers never fail to glide over each key, so perfectly in tune.
“CHUNNIE! YOU STUPID!” Changmin sobs outside Yoochun’s window.
Yoochun was too caught up in his overpowering music.
“STUPID!” Changmin throws a rock after another at his window, “I’m SORRY!” He shouts.
Changmin collapses onto the wet grass, soaked from the rain, “Chunnie! I want us to be okay.” His tears mixing with pouring weather.
“YOOCHUN-ah. Please…Please…” Changmin cries weakly, Every shout, every push to cry brings him weaker and weaker.
At the last chord, Yoochun takes another look out his window.
“Yoochun-ah. I still…” Changmin falls over. …Love you, he completes in his head.
---
Shivering, cold, weak, Changmin wakes up in his lover’s lap.
“Babe…” Yoochun just above whispers.
“Shh.” Changmin brings his weak, cold finger to his warm lips, “I know…”
“Changmin…” Yoochun gently lift Changmin off his lap and places his head on his pillows. He dug into his pocket for a small, simple, white box. He presented it to Changmin.
“Changmin…” Yoochun repeated as he got on one knee, “Will you be mine…forever?”