[Fic] Close to Perfect
Title: Close to perfect
Author: helzfyah
Pairing: Kangteuk
Rating: PG for boy kissing
Genre: happy fluff
Summary: a short little thing, less than 500 words. Backstage of the Seoul Dream Concert.
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The band exits stage left, passing Dong Bang Shin Ki as they wait to be announced. Backstage is pure chaos; coordis are running around screaming into their headsets, reporters are clamouring for interviews, performers are milling around waiting for the finale.
Eeteuk grabs Kangin’s hand, pulling him quickly into their dressing room, locking their chaotic band members out. Laughter bubbles out of him, shaky like his heaving chest. Kangin backs up as he advances, stopping when his back meets their dressing table. He places his hands on Eeteuk’s waist - still careful how-many weeks later - as Eeteuk kisses him, his laughter spilling over into Kangin’s mouth.
His arms slide under Eeteuk’s thighs as he attempts to swing his legs up around him, and they almost fall to the floor when the slippery fabric of their new costumes slides against each other. Kangin spins and places Eeteuk to sit against the edge of the table, legs still wrapped around his waist, still connected at the mouth.
“I haven’t been this high since the last time Heechul got me drunk,” Eeteuk gasps out, leaning against the mirror behind him and sliding circles along Kangin’s back. His fingers grip lightly into his shirt when Kangin mouths slippery kisses along his jawline, then rests his forehead in the apex of his shoulder.
“You say that every time you perform,” Kangin says, breathing in the scent of hair product, sweat, make-up and the slight tint of Eeteuk underneath it all.
“No - this was different,” Eeteuk says taking Kangin’s hand and placing it over his heart, still thudding with adrenaline. “It’s never been this close to …perfect.”
His last word ends on a moan as Kangin’s fingers stray down and underneath his shirt to play lightly across his stomach. He shifts, his lower body pressing closer to Kangin and his eyes squeezing closed.
He kisses him again, sliding forward against the table top until their lips collide. Kangin groans this time, gripping the table for support.
They jump when they hear a light knock on the door and Shindong’s voice whispering urgently through the keyhole, “you two had better not be naked in there because we’re going back on in two minutes!”
Eeteuk pouts and laughs again, and slides slowly to the floor. Kangin smiles back at him, reaching up to tug his shirt collar back into place.
“It wasn’t the same without you,” he says quietly. Eeteuk stills, gripping his hand tightly.
“It’ll be perfect when we’re lucky 13 again,” he says, his smile dimpling the corner of his mouth again and pulling Kangin outside and onstage to wave at thousands of fans.
Not much, but dammit my brain needed to get it out so I can study for my test tomorrow! Lol, Enjoy - this is my first real crack at Kangteuk, so - any comments?
Author: helzfyah
Pairing: Kangteuk
Rating: PG for boy kissing
Genre: happy fluff
Summary: a short little thing, less than 500 words. Backstage of the Seoul Dream Concert.
***
The band exits stage left, passing Dong Bang Shin Ki as they wait to be announced. Backstage is pure chaos; coordis are running around screaming into their headsets, reporters are clamouring for interviews, performers are milling around waiting for the finale.
Eeteuk grabs Kangin’s hand, pulling him quickly into their dressing room, locking their chaotic band members out. Laughter bubbles out of him, shaky like his heaving chest. Kangin backs up as he advances, stopping when his back meets their dressing table. He places his hands on Eeteuk’s waist - still careful how-many weeks later - as Eeteuk kisses him, his laughter spilling over into Kangin’s mouth.
His arms slide under Eeteuk’s thighs as he attempts to swing his legs up around him, and they almost fall to the floor when the slippery fabric of their new costumes slides against each other. Kangin spins and places Eeteuk to sit against the edge of the table, legs still wrapped around his waist, still connected at the mouth.
“I haven’t been this high since the last time Heechul got me drunk,” Eeteuk gasps out, leaning against the mirror behind him and sliding circles along Kangin’s back. His fingers grip lightly into his shirt when Kangin mouths slippery kisses along his jawline, then rests his forehead in the apex of his shoulder.
“You say that every time you perform,” Kangin says, breathing in the scent of hair product, sweat, make-up and the slight tint of Eeteuk underneath it all.
“No - this was different,” Eeteuk says taking Kangin’s hand and placing it over his heart, still thudding with adrenaline. “It’s never been this close to …perfect.”
His last word ends on a moan as Kangin’s fingers stray down and underneath his shirt to play lightly across his stomach. He shifts, his lower body pressing closer to Kangin and his eyes squeezing closed.
He kisses him again, sliding forward against the table top until their lips collide. Kangin groans this time, gripping the table for support.
They jump when they hear a light knock on the door and Shindong’s voice whispering urgently through the keyhole, “you two had better not be naked in there because we’re going back on in two minutes!”
Eeteuk pouts and laughs again, and slides slowly to the floor. Kangin smiles back at him, reaching up to tug his shirt collar back into place.
“It wasn’t the same without you,” he says quietly. Eeteuk stills, gripping his hand tightly.
“It’ll be perfect when we’re lucky 13 again,” he says, his smile dimpling the corner of his mouth again and pulling Kangin outside and onstage to wave at thousands of fans.
Not much, but dammit my brain needed to get it out so I can study for my test tomorrow! Lol, Enjoy - this is my first real crack at Kangteuk, so - any comments?