Lost Stars
Title:Lost Stars
Author: lemonademelon
Pairings: Yoochun / Jaejoong
Genre: Romance
Rating: G
Length: Drabble
Summary: So you reached out, and dive into him heart first.
09.09.14 | Lost Stars - Adam Levine
Just a boy caught up in dreams and fantasies, you are, that you would never have imagined real life could catch you off guard like the day you laid your eyes on him. It was a sliver of cinnamon colored hair, a mumbled ‘sorry’ as his shoulder grazed yours, and you barely registered his figure until the heat that burned your arm spread all over your body. You watched the top of his head as he rushed down the curling stairs, caught a glimpse of thick black-rimmed glasses he had on, and the stacks of books hugged against his chest.
Although from where you stood, at the top of the staircase, you can hardly see the features of his face, you knew who he is. It was the unmistakable paper-white skin and the crook of his nose, the unmistakable scent of fresh laundry and old books. It was the unmistakable rhythm of shoes against the floor as he disappeared from your vision.
You thought you had never seen a more beautiful sunset as the orange light shone through the glass windows and kissed his skin.
I can’t see you, he said.
Meeting his eyes were terrifying, let alone the feel of electric current running up your spine every time his skin meets yours. You never knew being seen could feel so good. You thought it never mattered, and so you stayed hidden, hair too long over your eyes and sweaters too big, swallowing you whole. However, his hand reached over to push back the black locks covering your face and grinned as you winced.
Now, I can see you, he said again, and you had never felt more naked in your life.
For the first time in your life, you tried to reach out for someone you can see, someone real.
He removed his glasses and looked at you on the eye. His hazel orbs said all the words you never could, the corner of his lips curled upwards in challenge. Take my hand, his eyes seemed to say as he held up a palm and how could you refuse?
So you reached out, and dive into him heart first.
He held your hand as he leaned closer over the table. His elbow pushed the stack of books next to you as they tumbled to the floor, yet the thud was not any louder than the beating of your own heart. Scared, you squeezed your eyes shut, and you could feel his breaths fell on your lips as he chuckled.
So cute, Yoochunnie, was the only warning he whispered against your lips before he pressed his on yours. It felt like drowning. It felt like being burned down to ashes. And when he pulled away, a wide smile stretched across his face, followed by the laughter he hid behind his hand, you felt like for the first time, you were able to breath.
This time, you pulled his hand away from his mouth and leaned over for another kiss.
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Author: lemonademelon
Pairings: Yoochun / Jaejoong
Genre: Romance
Rating: G
Length: Drabble
Summary: So you reached out, and dive into him heart first.
09.09.14 | Lost Stars - Adam Levine
Just a boy caught up in dreams and fantasies, you are, that you would never have imagined real life could catch you off guard like the day you laid your eyes on him. It was a sliver of cinnamon colored hair, a mumbled ‘sorry’ as his shoulder grazed yours, and you barely registered his figure until the heat that burned your arm spread all over your body. You watched the top of his head as he rushed down the curling stairs, caught a glimpse of thick black-rimmed glasses he had on, and the stacks of books hugged against his chest.
Although from where you stood, at the top of the staircase, you can hardly see the features of his face, you knew who he is. It was the unmistakable paper-white skin and the crook of his nose, the unmistakable scent of fresh laundry and old books. It was the unmistakable rhythm of shoes against the floor as he disappeared from your vision.
You thought you had never seen a more beautiful sunset as the orange light shone through the glass windows and kissed his skin.
I can’t see you, he said.
Meeting his eyes were terrifying, let alone the feel of electric current running up your spine every time his skin meets yours. You never knew being seen could feel so good. You thought it never mattered, and so you stayed hidden, hair too long over your eyes and sweaters too big, swallowing you whole. However, his hand reached over to push back the black locks covering your face and grinned as you winced.
Now, I can see you, he said again, and you had never felt more naked in your life.
For the first time in your life, you tried to reach out for someone you can see, someone real.
He removed his glasses and looked at you on the eye. His hazel orbs said all the words you never could, the corner of his lips curled upwards in challenge. Take my hand, his eyes seemed to say as he held up a palm and how could you refuse?
So you reached out, and dive into him heart first.
He held your hand as he leaned closer over the table. His elbow pushed the stack of books next to you as they tumbled to the floor, yet the thud was not any louder than the beating of your own heart. Scared, you squeezed your eyes shut, and you could feel his breaths fell on your lips as he chuckled.
So cute, Yoochunnie, was the only warning he whispered against your lips before he pressed his on yours. It felt like drowning. It felt like being burned down to ashes. And when he pulled away, a wide smile stretched across his face, followed by the laughter he hid behind his hand, you felt like for the first time, you were able to breath.
This time, you pulled his hand away from his mouth and leaned over for another kiss.
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