7 krisho drabbles.
all of these fics take place in a college!AU universe. they're not supposed to be connected to each other, but they kind of ended up that way, so please read it in the order i wrote it in.
start of something new.
Kris/Suho - G - 165 words
Yifan's hesitant as he opens the door to his dorm. He's a young man in a foreign country; what's there not to be hesitant about?
The living room is small and looks easy to clean, and he says a quick prayer asking for a neat roommate at the very least. He drops his bags at the side of the couch.
He hears a cough from behind him, and he jumps. The smaller stranger chuckles a little before walking closer and reaching his hand out to shake. "Hello, my name is Kim Joonmyun. Welcome to Korea," the stranger says in stilted Mandarin, and Yifan's slightly thankful for "Joonmyun's" strange kindness.
"I'm Wu Yifan. I guess we're roommates now." His Korean's improved ever since he got the news that his scholarship was accepted. They shake hands and Joonmyun quickly helps him with his luggage.
They fall into easy conversation, and Yifan says a short prayer to anyone up there for giving him a more than decent roommate.
shut up and drive.
Kris/Suho - G - 162 words
"We're going to die, oh my god."
Joonmyun holds on the handle above his head as tightly as possible. Yifan may think this is only 20 miles per hour, but judging from how fast the other cars beside them are in an unintelligible blur, Joonmyun's pretty sure it's well over 30.
"We're not going to die. I'm just trying to see where we'll be in a few minutes if I drive at this speed." The taller male just got his driver's license and he is not going to waste any time with the car that he just rented as a celebratory gift.
"At this rate, we'll be in jail. Or in heaven."
Yifan stares at him dead on, and a loud honk is the only thing that stops him from crashing into the lamp post. They stare pointedly at the column of metal in front of them and start laughing.
Joonmyun hits Yifan's shoulder and smiles. "Let's not do that ever again."
this isn't happiness.
Kris/Suho - PG - angst(??) - 280 words
Yifan puts his phone down on the coffee table before the urge to throw it at the wall gets stronger. She's starting to get on his nerves again, putting words in his mouth and making him look like the bad guy in their relationship.
"Maybe you should make the right decision for once. The longer you stay in that shitty relationship, the longer you'll both suffer." Joonmyun spent all night studying and seeing his roommate suffer silently because of something that he keeps on denying because of his damn pride.
"Don't meddle in this relationship, Joonmyun. We're doing fine, so don't talk as if it's easy for you to let go of someone you love." Yifan looks at the name on his phone screen. The giddy feeling he got when he received his first text from her was not the same sinking feeling that he gets when her name appears now.
"Love? Maybe if you stop deluding yourself with all this 'we're happy' crap, maybe you'll see that she's still in love with her ex and you're just the replacement that isn't working out as well as she wanted to. This relationship isn't working out because you two are both miserable with each other and you're ruining each other's lives.
"Stop lying and start thinking."
There's no sudden decision, no changing of minds that leads to a definite conclusion. Yifan stays in his unhappy relationship for a few more weeks before deciding that the right to say that his relationship actually lasted wasn't worth the misery and the cold shoulder from Joonmyun.
They buy beer and catch up on all the time they've wasted with the things that don't matter.
first aid.
Kris/Suho - G - fluff - 235 words
A/N: we had a first aid seminar and they talked about what to do when someone is hyperventilating and they said to "breathe slowly with the victim" and BOOM! this was born.
Yifan laughs at the panicked expression on his face and reorders Joonmyun's index cards one final time. With a bright smile, he places them on his lap and watches as Joonmyun gets even more nervous.
"What if I bomb at this? What if I make some huge, embarrassing mistake and I never get to live it down?" Joonmyun stares at Yifan like the answers to the world are in his eyes. The taller male laughs.
He stops laughing when Joonmyun's breathing gets faster and faster and he starts clutching Yifan's forearm and he realizes that Joonmyun's hyperventilating simply because of public speaking. He grabs Joonmyun's hands and holds them tightly, trying to grab his full attention.
"Calm down, okay? Just follow my breathing. Calm down." Yifan lowers his voice as much as possible and leans closer to the smaller boy's face. "Just look at me. Only look at me."
Joonmyun calms down and laughs at Yifan's horrible attempt at singing. They share a bright smile before Yifan surprises him and presses their lips together quickly.
"You'll do great. Now go out there." He pats Joonmyun's cheek and lets the coordinator take him away.
give and take.
Kris/Suho - NC-17(ish) - implied smut - 289 words
A/N: as i said in my intro blurb, “i can’t write smut to save my life.”
They could blame it on the alcohol, but both of them know they’ve just been waiting for each other to make the first move.
Joonmyun tugs harshly on Yifan’s shirt, taking it off so he can give his full attention to the taller man’s broad chest. He sucks at his collarbone and relishes the sharp hiss that slips from Yifan’s mouth. Yifan takes revenge by grinding their hips together and kissing him again, not holding back anymore.
Neither of them says anything except for a few utterings of each other’s names and chanting expletives like there’s no tomorrow and making noise without caring if anyone else could hear them.
Yifan wakes up to a sleeping form curled up vulnerably beside him. He smiles as he brushes the fringe from Joonmyun’s eyes.
The smaller boy looks up at him with innocent eyes before smirking and planting his lips on the bruising mark on Yifan’s collarbone. He smiles at the frown on Yifan’s face.
“You suck,” Yifan’s voice rumbles through his chest and Joonmyun shivers at the vibrations travelling straight to his ear. He reaches down and presses their lips together, letting Joonmyun take control of the kiss.
It’s never been hard to get close to Joonmyun, to grow and adapt with each other as the years passed by. It’s never been hard to tell each other the truth, to show what they wanted to show to each other as they grew closer and closer.
Yifan waits for a pause in their movements, a sign that this was just a one-time thing and it didn’t mean anything.
Instead he gets a soft kiss on his lips, a heavy head leaning on his chest and a soft snore a few minutes later.
sick leave.
Kris/Suho - G - fluff - 270 words
Chanyeol pats Yifan's shoulder and waves goodbye, dragging along a tipsy Kyungsoo who's holding on to his arm for dear life. Yifan chuckles before waving back and fishing his keys out of his pocket.
He opens the door and closes it quietly, making sure not to wake Joonmyun up. He walks into his bedroom and smiles at Joonmyun's closed eyes.
"Congrats," the supposedly-sleeping boy says. He sits up slightly, but ends up collapsing on his pillows.
Yifan rushes beside him and presses his hand on Joonmyun's flushed forehead. The warmth surprises him and he uses the cold towel on the bedside table to wipe the sweat away.
"I said congratulations. I'm sorry I couldn't be there to watch." Joonmyun turns on the TV and shows that he watched their championship basketball game through the TV. Yifan bites his lip and holds back a grin.
"Thanks. But it's better that you stayed here and rested." The taller male adjusts his blanket and slides in beside Joonmyun.
"Yeah, Kyungsoo took care of me well." Yifan stops stroking the sick male's hand when he heard that.
"Kyungsoo? But he was with us in the game."
Joonmyun stops breathing for a moment. "I think I'm having hallucinations."
Yifan grabs the thermometer from under the pillow and checks Joonmyun's temperature. He drops it and picks Joonmyun up from the bed.
"What the hell are you doing?" He's too weak to hit back, but Yifan can feel the curve of his smile on his neck.
"I'm taking you to the hospital. Your temperature is too high."
Joonmyun curls his arm around Yifan's neck. "Okay. That’s nice.”
i'll never forget you.
Kris/Suho - G - 37 words
There are soft fingers stroking his cheek. Their diplomas are stiffly sticking out from their togas. Yifan smiles at Joonmyun, and there's no finality in the light touch, no hidden "farewell" in their gazes.
It's not goodbye.
start of something new.
Kris/Suho - G - 165 words
Yifan's hesitant as he opens the door to his dorm. He's a young man in a foreign country; what's there not to be hesitant about?
The living room is small and looks easy to clean, and he says a quick prayer asking for a neat roommate at the very least. He drops his bags at the side of the couch.
He hears a cough from behind him, and he jumps. The smaller stranger chuckles a little before walking closer and reaching his hand out to shake. "Hello, my name is Kim Joonmyun. Welcome to Korea," the stranger says in stilted Mandarin, and Yifan's slightly thankful for "Joonmyun's" strange kindness.
"I'm Wu Yifan. I guess we're roommates now." His Korean's improved ever since he got the news that his scholarship was accepted. They shake hands and Joonmyun quickly helps him with his luggage.
They fall into easy conversation, and Yifan says a short prayer to anyone up there for giving him a more than decent roommate.
shut up and drive.
Kris/Suho - G - 162 words
"We're going to die, oh my god."
Joonmyun holds on the handle above his head as tightly as possible. Yifan may think this is only 20 miles per hour, but judging from how fast the other cars beside them are in an unintelligible blur, Joonmyun's pretty sure it's well over 30.
"We're not going to die. I'm just trying to see where we'll be in a few minutes if I drive at this speed." The taller male just got his driver's license and he is not going to waste any time with the car that he just rented as a celebratory gift.
"At this rate, we'll be in jail. Or in heaven."
Yifan stares at him dead on, and a loud honk is the only thing that stops him from crashing into the lamp post. They stare pointedly at the column of metal in front of them and start laughing.
Joonmyun hits Yifan's shoulder and smiles. "Let's not do that ever again."
this isn't happiness.
Kris/Suho - PG - angst(??) - 280 words
Yifan puts his phone down on the coffee table before the urge to throw it at the wall gets stronger. She's starting to get on his nerves again, putting words in his mouth and making him look like the bad guy in their relationship.
"Maybe you should make the right decision for once. The longer you stay in that shitty relationship, the longer you'll both suffer." Joonmyun spent all night studying and seeing his roommate suffer silently because of something that he keeps on denying because of his damn pride.
"Don't meddle in this relationship, Joonmyun. We're doing fine, so don't talk as if it's easy for you to let go of someone you love." Yifan looks at the name on his phone screen. The giddy feeling he got when he received his first text from her was not the same sinking feeling that he gets when her name appears now.
"Love? Maybe if you stop deluding yourself with all this 'we're happy' crap, maybe you'll see that she's still in love with her ex and you're just the replacement that isn't working out as well as she wanted to. This relationship isn't working out because you two are both miserable with each other and you're ruining each other's lives.
"Stop lying and start thinking."
There's no sudden decision, no changing of minds that leads to a definite conclusion. Yifan stays in his unhappy relationship for a few more weeks before deciding that the right to say that his relationship actually lasted wasn't worth the misery and the cold shoulder from Joonmyun.
They buy beer and catch up on all the time they've wasted with the things that don't matter.
first aid.
Kris/Suho - G - fluff - 235 words
A/N: we had a first aid seminar and they talked about what to do when someone is hyperventilating and they said to "breathe slowly with the victim" and BOOM! this was born.
Yifan laughs at the panicked expression on his face and reorders Joonmyun's index cards one final time. With a bright smile, he places them on his lap and watches as Joonmyun gets even more nervous.
"What if I bomb at this? What if I make some huge, embarrassing mistake and I never get to live it down?" Joonmyun stares at Yifan like the answers to the world are in his eyes. The taller male laughs.
He stops laughing when Joonmyun's breathing gets faster and faster and he starts clutching Yifan's forearm and he realizes that Joonmyun's hyperventilating simply because of public speaking. He grabs Joonmyun's hands and holds them tightly, trying to grab his full attention.
"Calm down, okay? Just follow my breathing. Calm down." Yifan lowers his voice as much as possible and leans closer to the smaller boy's face. "Just look at me. Only look at me."
Joonmyun calms down and laughs at Yifan's horrible attempt at singing. They share a bright smile before Yifan surprises him and presses their lips together quickly.
"You'll do great. Now go out there." He pats Joonmyun's cheek and lets the coordinator take him away.
give and take.
Kris/Suho - NC-17(ish) - implied smut - 289 words
A/N: as i said in my intro blurb, “i can’t write smut to save my life.”
They could blame it on the alcohol, but both of them know they’ve just been waiting for each other to make the first move.
Joonmyun tugs harshly on Yifan’s shirt, taking it off so he can give his full attention to the taller man’s broad chest. He sucks at his collarbone and relishes the sharp hiss that slips from Yifan’s mouth. Yifan takes revenge by grinding their hips together and kissing him again, not holding back anymore.
Neither of them says anything except for a few utterings of each other’s names and chanting expletives like there’s no tomorrow and making noise without caring if anyone else could hear them.
Yifan wakes up to a sleeping form curled up vulnerably beside him. He smiles as he brushes the fringe from Joonmyun’s eyes.
The smaller boy looks up at him with innocent eyes before smirking and planting his lips on the bruising mark on Yifan’s collarbone. He smiles at the frown on Yifan’s face.
“You suck,” Yifan’s voice rumbles through his chest and Joonmyun shivers at the vibrations travelling straight to his ear. He reaches down and presses their lips together, letting Joonmyun take control of the kiss.
It’s never been hard to get close to Joonmyun, to grow and adapt with each other as the years passed by. It’s never been hard to tell each other the truth, to show what they wanted to show to each other as they grew closer and closer.
Yifan waits for a pause in their movements, a sign that this was just a one-time thing and it didn’t mean anything.
Instead he gets a soft kiss on his lips, a heavy head leaning on his chest and a soft snore a few minutes later.
sick leave.
Kris/Suho - G - fluff - 270 words
Chanyeol pats Yifan's shoulder and waves goodbye, dragging along a tipsy Kyungsoo who's holding on to his arm for dear life. Yifan chuckles before waving back and fishing his keys out of his pocket.
He opens the door and closes it quietly, making sure not to wake Joonmyun up. He walks into his bedroom and smiles at Joonmyun's closed eyes.
"Congrats," the supposedly-sleeping boy says. He sits up slightly, but ends up collapsing on his pillows.
Yifan rushes beside him and presses his hand on Joonmyun's flushed forehead. The warmth surprises him and he uses the cold towel on the bedside table to wipe the sweat away.
"I said congratulations. I'm sorry I couldn't be there to watch." Joonmyun turns on the TV and shows that he watched their championship basketball game through the TV. Yifan bites his lip and holds back a grin.
"Thanks. But it's better that you stayed here and rested." The taller male adjusts his blanket and slides in beside Joonmyun.
"Yeah, Kyungsoo took care of me well." Yifan stops stroking the sick male's hand when he heard that.
"Kyungsoo? But he was with us in the game."
Joonmyun stops breathing for a moment. "I think I'm having hallucinations."
Yifan grabs the thermometer from under the pillow and checks Joonmyun's temperature. He drops it and picks Joonmyun up from the bed.
"What the hell are you doing?" He's too weak to hit back, but Yifan can feel the curve of his smile on his neck.
"I'm taking you to the hospital. Your temperature is too high."
Joonmyun curls his arm around Yifan's neck. "Okay. That’s nice.”
i'll never forget you.
Kris/Suho - G - 37 words
There are soft fingers stroking his cheek. Their diplomas are stiffly sticking out from their togas. Yifan smiles at Joonmyun, and there's no finality in the light touch, no hidden "farewell" in their gazes.
It's not goodbye.