(no subject)
Title: the dream in your throat (response to drabble prompt: (becoming) real )
Author: wordplay712
Word count: 163
Pairing: changmin x ?? (I wrote it as Jaemin, but it's never quite clear)
Rating: pg
Summary: changmin's dreaming, and lonely
it was almost as if he had convinced himself that the harder he gritted his teeth together, the more he ignored the stifling suffocation around his adam's apple, the less chance he had of his tears spilling down his snowy cheeks. his nails dragged harshly along the coarse denim of the other's jacket, the small whispering friction becoming louder as he dug harder, deeper, clawing into the fabric, desperate, whipping his head from side to side and surrendering to the blurry vision, the wailing he recognizes as own earthly cries but from somewhere unfarmiliar inside him. succuming to the want and the passion and every emotion between the two bodies, mingling with a twisted dance in the pooled body heat. the lonliness is degrading, he cries as he's hooking slim fingertips into his pocket, and holding, as his breathing becomes less real...not real...
stay with me tonight
changmin whispers, as he opens his eyes, fingers curled around the tearstains on his pillow
Author: wordplay712
Word count: 163
Pairing: changmin x ?? (I wrote it as Jaemin, but it's never quite clear)
Rating: pg
Summary: changmin's dreaming, and lonely
it was almost as if he had convinced himself that the harder he gritted his teeth together, the more he ignored the stifling suffocation around his adam's apple, the less chance he had of his tears spilling down his snowy cheeks. his nails dragged harshly along the coarse denim of the other's jacket, the small whispering friction becoming louder as he dug harder, deeper, clawing into the fabric, desperate, whipping his head from side to side and surrendering to the blurry vision, the wailing he recognizes as own earthly cries but from somewhere unfarmiliar inside him. succuming to the want and the passion and every emotion between the two bodies, mingling with a twisted dance in the pooled body heat. the lonliness is degrading, he cries as he's hooking slim fingertips into his pocket, and holding, as his breathing becomes less real...not real...
stay with me tonight
changmin whispers, as he opens his eyes, fingers curled around the tearstains on his pillow