firework
firework
pg (jooyeon/g.o)
he doesn't mind celebrating new years with her.
a/n: this was supposed to be one of many drabbles. dammet.
she's a little too drunk by the time he shows up.
it's the ungodly time of 3:45 a.m., and although he would rather be asleep after his brutal practice for mblaq's comeback, he doesn't mind celebrating new years with jooyeon at some seoul park picnic area.
'i see someone started the party without me,' he says, his eyes looking at the tipsy jooyeon. a slight mess with a smudge of beautiful (but even if she shaved her head, he'd still think she was pretty.)
'finally you're here.' she fumbles over her words but he thinks it's kind of cute. 'sorry i'm a little late, we had to run through the choreography a few more times - .. but no doubt, you surely kept yourself entertained,' g.o gestured at another empty bottle behind her before he takes a seat by her side.
jooyeon rolls her eyes before biting the inside of her cheek, 'so, you'll never guess what our company gave us for new years - wait, no, let me tell you! a new member!' she flails her arms a little less enthusiastically then she would've liked to put off, but enthusiastically enough to accidentally hit g.o in the face.
he flinches before rubbing his nose, 'well is she cute?' he gets hit again.
she shoots him a short lived glare before inhaling, 'yeah .. and she can play guitar too.'
'oh .. can i have her number?' 'you just want to get punched, don't you?' she says with no feisty tone, instead her eyes are glued to the raven black sky with the occasional spot of stars. g.o grins but she doesn't seem so peppy.
'hey,' he blinks before nudging her. 'jooyeon, you know i was kidding right?' he asks and then all of a sudden she's on the verge of tears. he goes wide eyed before wrapping his arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer, 'jooyeon, come on -' 'get off!' she hits again and he topples over in pain and in slight fear of her drunken fury, 'okay, okay, i'm sorry!'
she holds her breath before quickly wiping her eyes and it just falls silent. he simply guessed she was a little over sensitive when she was intoxicated.
'what am i going to become?' jooyeon whispers then, her fingers pulling at the green blades of grass underneath them. 'i'm barely known all ready. oh, that's jooyeon, that ulzzang of the group. she's pretty. that's it, i don't have talent. i'm just .. there. and now, here we go again. they'll put in the middle, but no one damn sure cares,' she holds back a sniffle and wipes her eyes some more before g.o stifles his laughter.
'byunghee! this isn't funny!' she yells at him and he just chuckles. he drapes his arm over her shoulders again and easily pulls her tiny body into his chest. he doesn't move when she hits and kicks him, but instead, he just holds her.
(and he likes the way the curves of their body fit, it's like the missing puzzle piece that completes the picture perfectly.)
'lee jooyeon. talentless? come on, this isn't the girl i trained with from three years ago,' he says in all seriousness, peering down at the top of her head since she couldn't bring herself to lift it. his thumb brushes the underneath of her eye because he can tell she's crying from the occasional sniffle.
'you have talent, you have confidence. you can dance and you can sing, and you sure can hell act. so don't put yourself down like that, got it?'
he leans back and falls on the grass, holding her in his arms. she scoffs and wiggles, but he refuses to let her go. 'besides .. you are really hot.' 'byunghee!' she complains and knees his thigh and he laughs again.
(she likes it, laying her head on his chest and feeling his laugh vibrate throughout his whole body. she likes the way his fingers linger on her waist, careful not to grip too hard, just gentle and kind of perfect. she likes the way he holds her and she can hear him breath - but most importantly, she likes hearing his heartbeat, how it quickens at her every little move.)
'i think i could stay like this with you forever,' g.o mumbles, his fingers catching the ends of her hair, twirling them softly.
jooyeon looks up, sober and all, but he doesn't know that. she shifts just a little closer and presses her lips against his in something that sets off fireworks. 'happy new year.'
(they fall asleep like that for an hour, but by 5:30 the sun is lingering on the horizon. she's completely embarrassed and pushes him off of her, face flushed red and he just offers a lazy grin. 'so, about that kiss ..' 'what kiss?' g.o blinks and he just smirks. he knows she remembers by the emotion that dares to pull the corners of her lips into a smile. 'all right, i'll play your game,' he presses his forehead against hers, his lips lingering closer then he intended.
'we should probably go before seungho kicks my ass and jungah calls the police,' g.o whispers before helping her up and gathers their trash.
he gets her a cab and waves good bye. some minutes later, jooyeon touches her lips.
she can still feel the electricity. )
pg (jooyeon/g.o)
he doesn't mind celebrating new years with her.
a/n: this was supposed to be one of many drabbles. dammet.
she's a little too drunk by the time he shows up.
it's the ungodly time of 3:45 a.m., and although he would rather be asleep after his brutal practice for mblaq's comeback, he doesn't mind celebrating new years with jooyeon at some seoul park picnic area.
'i see someone started the party without me,' he says, his eyes looking at the tipsy jooyeon. a slight mess with a smudge of beautiful (but even if she shaved her head, he'd still think she was pretty.)
'finally you're here.' she fumbles over her words but he thinks it's kind of cute. 'sorry i'm a little late, we had to run through the choreography a few more times - .. but no doubt, you surely kept yourself entertained,' g.o gestured at another empty bottle behind her before he takes a seat by her side.
jooyeon rolls her eyes before biting the inside of her cheek, 'so, you'll never guess what our company gave us for new years - wait, no, let me tell you! a new member!' she flails her arms a little less enthusiastically then she would've liked to put off, but enthusiastically enough to accidentally hit g.o in the face.
he flinches before rubbing his nose, 'well is she cute?' he gets hit again.
she shoots him a short lived glare before inhaling, 'yeah .. and she can play guitar too.'
'oh .. can i have her number?' 'you just want to get punched, don't you?' she says with no feisty tone, instead her eyes are glued to the raven black sky with the occasional spot of stars. g.o grins but she doesn't seem so peppy.
'hey,' he blinks before nudging her. 'jooyeon, you know i was kidding right?' he asks and then all of a sudden she's on the verge of tears. he goes wide eyed before wrapping his arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer, 'jooyeon, come on -' 'get off!' she hits again and he topples over in pain and in slight fear of her drunken fury, 'okay, okay, i'm sorry!'
she holds her breath before quickly wiping her eyes and it just falls silent. he simply guessed she was a little over sensitive when she was intoxicated.
'what am i going to become?' jooyeon whispers then, her fingers pulling at the green blades of grass underneath them. 'i'm barely known all ready. oh, that's jooyeon, that ulzzang of the group. she's pretty. that's it, i don't have talent. i'm just .. there. and now, here we go again. they'll put in the middle, but no one damn sure cares,' she holds back a sniffle and wipes her eyes some more before g.o stifles his laughter.
'byunghee! this isn't funny!' she yells at him and he just chuckles. he drapes his arm over her shoulders again and easily pulls her tiny body into his chest. he doesn't move when she hits and kicks him, but instead, he just holds her.
(and he likes the way the curves of their body fit, it's like the missing puzzle piece that completes the picture perfectly.)
'lee jooyeon. talentless? come on, this isn't the girl i trained with from three years ago,' he says in all seriousness, peering down at the top of her head since she couldn't bring herself to lift it. his thumb brushes the underneath of her eye because he can tell she's crying from the occasional sniffle.
'you have talent, you have confidence. you can dance and you can sing, and you sure can hell act. so don't put yourself down like that, got it?'
he leans back and falls on the grass, holding her in his arms. she scoffs and wiggles, but he refuses to let her go. 'besides .. you are really hot.' 'byunghee!' she complains and knees his thigh and he laughs again.
(she likes it, laying her head on his chest and feeling his laugh vibrate throughout his whole body. she likes the way his fingers linger on her waist, careful not to grip too hard, just gentle and kind of perfect. she likes the way he holds her and she can hear him breath - but most importantly, she likes hearing his heartbeat, how it quickens at her every little move.)
'i think i could stay like this with you forever,' g.o mumbles, his fingers catching the ends of her hair, twirling them softly.
jooyeon looks up, sober and all, but he doesn't know that. she shifts just a little closer and presses her lips against his in something that sets off fireworks. 'happy new year.'
(they fall asleep like that for an hour, but by 5:30 the sun is lingering on the horizon. she's completely embarrassed and pushes him off of her, face flushed red and he just offers a lazy grin. 'so, about that kiss ..' 'what kiss?' g.o blinks and he just smirks. he knows she remembers by the emotion that dares to pull the corners of her lips into a smile. 'all right, i'll play your game,' he presses his forehead against hers, his lips lingering closer then he intended.
'we should probably go before seungho kicks my ass and jungah calls the police,' g.o whispers before helping her up and gathers their trash.
he gets her a cab and waves good bye. some minutes later, jooyeon touches her lips.
she can still feel the electricity. )