wish upon a diamond ring (kangin/leeteuk)
Wish upon a diamond ring
Kangin/Leeteuk
Romance, AU | PG-13
502 words
Don't own them
Notes: For prototypic because it's been a long time since we talked and it's awkward on msn.
I don't expect a comment, but idk. Just a little something for you because I miss you. Have fun in Suju's concert in Malaysia tomorrow, if you're going. :D
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Youngwoon's palm is warm against the frigid cold. It is exhilarating, escaping from the building in prison wardens' uniform, wearing nothing on their hands and feet but their own skin. His shades mist up with every breath Jungsu exhales, the vapour curling and fading into nothing but an obscure white fog, dancing in the air.
Youngwoon's hand tightens as they turn a corner, away at last, from the crumbling building that had held them captive for the past two years. Jungsu laughs breathlessly, ignoring the pain in his legs and the wheezing of his lungs, choosing instead to lean up on his toes to kiss Youngwoon.
Their hands fall apart, Youngwoon's arms wrapping around Jungsu's waist, pulling him flush against himself. Jungsu laughs into the kiss, lips parting in contentment, hands tangled in Youngwoon's hair.
There's a shout in the distance, but Youngwoon and Jungsu stay where they are, with each other - just being. Youngwoon pulls Jungsu behind a tree, arms wrapped around him, coaxing warmth from the friction his hands make on Jungsu’s skin. The moon shines bright in the sky, a full moon.
The sounds of footsteps run past.
Jungsu sighs a little, relaxing into Youngwoon's embrace. He tilts his head up, fascinated by Youngwoon's strong features reflected by the moonlight - that strong jaw, those lips, those eyes, that scar running down his forehead. Youngwoon's eyes flit down to meet Jungsu's gaze, eyelashes fluttering in the slight breeze.
Jungsu watches carefully as one of the perfectly formed lashes drop from its place on Youngwoon's eyelid to float down to rest on the bridge of his nose. "Don't move," he whispers, reaching up with his hand, freezing cold to the point of turning numb, and plucking the small strand of hair off with difficulty. "They say," he breathes, showing the lash to Youngwoon, "that when your eyelashes drop naturally, your wish will come true."
Youngwoon blinks disbelievingly. "Right," he utters, taking Jungsu's icy hand. The eyelash drifts slowly off Jungsu's index finger. Youngwoon closes his eyes and makes a wish, kissing the place on Jungsu's finger where the eyelash had been before.
"What did you wish for?" Jungsu asks, snuggling up to Youngwoon's warmth, entwining his fingers with Youngwoon.
"I can't tell you," Youngwoon grins, pressing a kiss to the top of Jungsu's head, his temple, his ear, his cheek, the edge of his mouth. "It won't come true if I do."
Jungsu moves his head, catching Youngwoon's lips roughly, uncertainty tangible in their kiss. "Will they catch us?" He mumbles when they part, breathing heavily.
"They won't," Youngwoon assures, confidence ringing in his voice. "I'm sure of it."
Jungsu doesn't question it. He sighs again, comfortable in Youngwoon's arms. It's cold, freezing, but Jungsu doesn't mind it if it means he can hold on to Youngwoon's hands all night, legs tangled together, blissful and oblivious to the dirt and dead leaves beneath them.
Their matching diamond rings sparkle together on their hands, like ice crystals in the sun.
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Notes: In case you guys didn't catch it, they were thrown into jail because of an attempt to steal from a jewelery store, hence the diamond rings.
Kangin/Leeteuk
Romance, AU | PG-13
502 words
Don't own them
Notes: For prototypic because it's been a long time since we talked and it's awkward on msn.
I don't expect a comment, but idk. Just a little something for you because I miss you. Have fun in Suju's concert in Malaysia tomorrow, if you're going. :D
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Youngwoon's palm is warm against the frigid cold. It is exhilarating, escaping from the building in prison wardens' uniform, wearing nothing on their hands and feet but their own skin. His shades mist up with every breath Jungsu exhales, the vapour curling and fading into nothing but an obscure white fog, dancing in the air.
Youngwoon's hand tightens as they turn a corner, away at last, from the crumbling building that had held them captive for the past two years. Jungsu laughs breathlessly, ignoring the pain in his legs and the wheezing of his lungs, choosing instead to lean up on his toes to kiss Youngwoon.
Their hands fall apart, Youngwoon's arms wrapping around Jungsu's waist, pulling him flush against himself. Jungsu laughs into the kiss, lips parting in contentment, hands tangled in Youngwoon's hair.
There's a shout in the distance, but Youngwoon and Jungsu stay where they are, with each other - just being. Youngwoon pulls Jungsu behind a tree, arms wrapped around him, coaxing warmth from the friction his hands make on Jungsu’s skin. The moon shines bright in the sky, a full moon.
The sounds of footsteps run past.
Jungsu sighs a little, relaxing into Youngwoon's embrace. He tilts his head up, fascinated by Youngwoon's strong features reflected by the moonlight - that strong jaw, those lips, those eyes, that scar running down his forehead. Youngwoon's eyes flit down to meet Jungsu's gaze, eyelashes fluttering in the slight breeze.
Jungsu watches carefully as one of the perfectly formed lashes drop from its place on Youngwoon's eyelid to float down to rest on the bridge of his nose. "Don't move," he whispers, reaching up with his hand, freezing cold to the point of turning numb, and plucking the small strand of hair off with difficulty. "They say," he breathes, showing the lash to Youngwoon, "that when your eyelashes drop naturally, your wish will come true."
Youngwoon blinks disbelievingly. "Right," he utters, taking Jungsu's icy hand. The eyelash drifts slowly off Jungsu's index finger. Youngwoon closes his eyes and makes a wish, kissing the place on Jungsu's finger where the eyelash had been before.
"What did you wish for?" Jungsu asks, snuggling up to Youngwoon's warmth, entwining his fingers with Youngwoon.
"I can't tell you," Youngwoon grins, pressing a kiss to the top of Jungsu's head, his temple, his ear, his cheek, the edge of his mouth. "It won't come true if I do."
Jungsu moves his head, catching Youngwoon's lips roughly, uncertainty tangible in their kiss. "Will they catch us?" He mumbles when they part, breathing heavily.
"They won't," Youngwoon assures, confidence ringing in his voice. "I'm sure of it."
Jungsu doesn't question it. He sighs again, comfortable in Youngwoon's arms. It's cold, freezing, but Jungsu doesn't mind it if it means he can hold on to Youngwoon's hands all night, legs tangled together, blissful and oblivious to the dirt and dead leaves beneath them.
Their matching diamond rings sparkle together on their hands, like ice crystals in the sun.
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Notes: In case you guys didn't catch it, they were thrown into jail because of an attempt to steal from a jewelery store, hence the diamond rings.