timewatcher (siwon/sungmin)
Timewatcher
Siwon/Sungmin
Romance | PG-13
302 words
Don't own them
Notes: For lovingmydubu because we haven't talked properly in ages and I miss her (because she keeps ignoring me on msn ;__; or we don't talk enough - we used to be so close. /sigh) and I apparently missed her birthday in February. >__>
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Sungmin finds comfort in watching time tick past, soothing and rhythmic. Perhaps, if he were ever asked, he would say he wasn't afraid of growing old, nor growing wrinkles, because it wasn't up to him to judge and control time.
Working as a watchmaker is relaxing, surrounded by watches and clocks. Sungmin screws the lid of the watch he's working on tightly shut, placing the watch gently back in its casing. His doorbell rings.
Sungmin smiles softly and sits calmly at his desk, working on the next watch. He ignores the slight tremor in his fingers and the way he fumbles with the screwdriver.
"Hyung," Soft words whispered into his ear, warm hands placed on his shoulders, an irresistible pull of attraction pressed against his back. The screwdriver falls lifelessly to the desk, half unscrewed watch shining dully in the light next to the gadget. Sungmin presses himself close to Siwon, lips colliding onto lips, a mixture of desperation and want, with a tinge of love. Clothes are torn off carelessly, smooth, practiced hands roaming the planes of Siwon's torso.
Rough hands catch the former's hands, keeping them still. Siwon brings his hand up to Sungmin's face and smoothes the stray hairs that have fallen into his eyes away. "Slowly," he breathes, "we're going too fast."
"We don't have all the time in the world," Sungmin says hoarsely, staring up at Siwon with shining eyes.
"Together," Siwon says, bending down so that their foreheads are touching. "Together, we do."
Perhaps, if he were ever asked, Sungmin would say he was afraid of the tick-tocking of time passing, because his love shared with Siwon can't last forever, can't continue when he's gone, ashes of his blown into the sea. But it's okay, Sungmin decides, if their love lasts until he ceases to live.
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Notes: Happy belated birthday Jess. ♥
Siwon/Sungmin
Romance | PG-13
302 words
Don't own them
Notes: For lovingmydubu because we haven't talked properly in ages and I miss her (because she keeps ignoring me on msn ;__; or we don't talk enough - we used to be so close. /sigh) and I apparently missed her birthday in February. >__>
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Sungmin finds comfort in watching time tick past, soothing and rhythmic. Perhaps, if he were ever asked, he would say he wasn't afraid of growing old, nor growing wrinkles, because it wasn't up to him to judge and control time.
Working as a watchmaker is relaxing, surrounded by watches and clocks. Sungmin screws the lid of the watch he's working on tightly shut, placing the watch gently back in its casing. His doorbell rings.
Sungmin smiles softly and sits calmly at his desk, working on the next watch. He ignores the slight tremor in his fingers and the way he fumbles with the screwdriver.
"Hyung," Soft words whispered into his ear, warm hands placed on his shoulders, an irresistible pull of attraction pressed against his back. The screwdriver falls lifelessly to the desk, half unscrewed watch shining dully in the light next to the gadget. Sungmin presses himself close to Siwon, lips colliding onto lips, a mixture of desperation and want, with a tinge of love. Clothes are torn off carelessly, smooth, practiced hands roaming the planes of Siwon's torso.
Rough hands catch the former's hands, keeping them still. Siwon brings his hand up to Sungmin's face and smoothes the stray hairs that have fallen into his eyes away. "Slowly," he breathes, "we're going too fast."
"We don't have all the time in the world," Sungmin says hoarsely, staring up at Siwon with shining eyes.
"Together," Siwon says, bending down so that their foreheads are touching. "Together, we do."
Perhaps, if he were ever asked, Sungmin would say he was afraid of the tick-tocking of time passing, because his love shared with Siwon can't last forever, can't continue when he's gone, ashes of his blown into the sea. But it's okay, Sungmin decides, if their love lasts until he ceases to live.
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Notes: Happy belated birthday Jess. ♥