When he slips out of a sleep he doesn’t remember his watch tells him it’s almost 4AM. When he reaches out a tentative hand after several minutes of trepidation the cold sheets tell him Jonghyun is gone.
Jinki follows the music. It feels soft and meaningful, tailored to his ears. He crosses the parking lot barefoot to where Jonghyun is laying on the car’s hood, drenched in starlight. A beautiful, weary boy and Jinki wonders what he was even thinking giving this up. He wonders what he could say to get it back.
Jonghyun doesn’t look at Jinki when he climbs onto the hood, sits with knees draw in and apologetic eyes. Instead he looks at the sky, fingers tight and resolute around his beer. The air around them is stifling and everything is thousands of silent atoms. The mixed tape is playing behind them.
“I found something in the glove box,” Jonghyun suddenly says.
Of course. Jinki had completely forgotten his impulsive purchase at the second gas stop, when everything had seemed so seamless, especially them. He had slipped it in thinking he would tell Jonghyun he’d forgotten his watch in the car when they returned from dinner. Jonghyun would pretend to be angry at him but accompany him to retrieve it anyways. They would banter playfully on the way down and Jinki would blush when Jonghyun found the lube and condoms. It wasn’t like him to be so brazen but he would mean it and they would kiss. And then of course he had gone and screwed it up, gotten nervous, gotten piss drunk and hurt Jonghyun. He finally gets what his mom meant when she said he was his own downfall.
A song comes on. Jinki searches for Jonghyun’s hand in invitation.
Time catches in their entwined fingers, in the meeting of their eyes before Jinki finds himself with an armful of Jonghyun and he can breathe again. &
Jonghyun had whimpered against him: “Hyung. Hyung, do this with me. Do this to me.”
He never admits it, not the morning after not years later but Jonghyun loves talking about everything else.
Looking back, it was kind of freaking exhibitionist, he laughs. Dancing in the parking lot to songs about making love, being an eight-limbed time machine that was waltzing one minute and grinding the next, pushing against each other on the hood in just their boxers as the colors returned to the sky. He would say he loved it though, losing his virginity on a road trip, just like the movies. The smell of old leather, of sex and Jinki’s sweat bottled up in one perfect summer. The little kinks he had discovered: the way that one Bad Company song always still turns Jinki on, the sharp almost-nips he would threaten Jonghyun’s dick with and his triumphant turning the engine on so Jonghyun could feel the vibrations deep in his balls all through his first time.
And Jinki just smiles because he has known all along there is no one who could love Jonghyun better. &
uuuuuh THANK YOU. beaming at you forever more c: i've been craving some jongyu and this being on top of the meme just makes everything wonderful.
i love this so much and guh just look at how jonghyun adores jinki (to the extent of rubbing his tummy too) ;~; and jinki can't really say no to jonghyun, with or without puppy eyes.
rubbing his nose back and forth on Jinki’s broad chest and thinking mine, mine, mine. oh the image ;~; rolling in the cute
they’re stumbling around like two idiots blind with love. ♥
Jinki wonders what he was even thinking giving this up. He wonders what he could say to get it back. aksjdkal what were you thinking seriously pulling away, pretending to sleep and staying still even when you hear jonghyun's sobs. whyyyyy
...then they made love, yes perfect. everything is perfect.
just.....grins at you joyfully and slathers you with all my love. thank you!
and d;alkksa;ld i like the response to tummy, i have to say. i have a tummy in my life and i love it very much. tummys are under appreciated! this might be a vague pulp fiction reference. kekekeke.
not op either
anonymous
July 24 2011, 20:29:49 UTC
omg anon, i loved this so much ide *____* it is so them, and how they would probably act in a relationship and just. everything about this. this was just so lovely, and you did it exactly how op requested it. slow romance with mixtapes and ugh ♥ i love it so much.
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anonymous
July 25 2011, 03:30:21 UTC
not op; this was sweet and glorious. i loved the set-up here (jonghyun as a high school musical star and onew as the boy who crushed on him omg) and the arc of this was wonderful; the worry amidst all the fluff from the beginning and the way you ended it with that perfect gentle last line. i loved this onew and all his worries, especially for how much he loved jonghyun. and i loved jonghyun, sweet and heady and perfect. and i loved their banter, and the details about the mixtape and the post-its. ty ♥
not op huhuhuuuu
anonymous
July 25 2011, 06:08:07 UTC
omg i knew condoms and lube were missing from that list :| good job onew
also, somehow i totally believe jonghyun is/would be a post-it note kind of person. like, the annoying, neon coloured ones in the shapes of hearts and butterflies and stuff.
first of all, sorry for being so late in replying :( i have spent the weekend being dragged around by my family to various places in the hot hot summer -_-
BUT ANYWAY
“It’ll be fun, c’mon. We’ll celebrate,” Jonghyun murmurs, burying his face in Jinki’s neck. They’re sitting on his bed, a laptop on Jinki’s thighs and Jinki on Jonghyun’s. It’s the first day of the summer and there’s all sorts of perfection in the offing.
right off the bat, when i read this i thought shit i'm going to love this so much somebody save me ;_;
and that is because probably my favorite thing ever in fic is this mix of intimacy and banter that you have going on here, i am so especially fond of these small ways people who trust each other /touch/ each other and you useit so well here, from jonghyun burying his face to jinki sitting on jonghyun's thighs, and on and on throughout this entire thing - easy and soft kisses, the touching of fingers here and there, the physical sex itself, ALL OF IT ;____;
i love slow romances building and filled with seemingly subconscious intimacy and you just completely filled my soul with this fic, this grand display of everything i love in fic characterized beautifully with the most hilarious dialogue and banter - man boobs, TUMMY, all of it ;___;
oh god and mix tapes and post-its and jinki's thoughts so adorable and sweet and resolute at the same time - i love the way he can't stay mad, the way he is in a sense swept off his feet, and jonghyun's subconscious draw towards him, the way he can't stop touching him just ugh, i want to quote it all at you and i want to tell you so much that i love this and i love that you satisfied the entire prompt and then filled it with glorious intimacy and everything i love in fic ;________;
Jinki wonders what he was even thinking giving this up. He wonders what he could say to get it back.
look how simple and to the point yet emotional your prose is ;___; teach me! save me! write forever! etc etc!
thank you for writing this and sharing it, i really really do appreciate it and i hope you'll let me know who you are so i may love you forever and read all of your other stuff ;_;
and i'm sorry for an even later reply, LJ is a douche, the world is round etc. it's been acting up like crazy for me (and everyone, i believe). i'm wondering if you'll check this place again, lmao. i hope you do because like hi, ty for the lovely comment, i'm glad you liked it, rereading it it's riddled with mistakes lolomg embarrassment, i'm glad you still liked it despite the obvious rushedness of it, AND I'D LOVE TO SAVE YOU EXCEPT LIKE I'M GENERALLY VERY FAIL AT LIFE.
the rest of my fic is on this journal but eeeeef you tell me who you are i could tell yew who i am~? /ninja face of epic proportions i like to keep my RL fail and my fanfic fail separate, fufufufufu
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When he slips out of a sleep he doesn’t remember his watch tells him it’s almost 4AM. When he reaches out a tentative hand after several minutes of trepidation the cold sheets tell him Jonghyun is gone.
Jinki follows the music. It feels soft and meaningful, tailored to his ears. He crosses the parking lot barefoot to where Jonghyun is laying on the car’s hood, drenched in starlight. A beautiful, weary boy and Jinki wonders what he was even thinking giving this up. He wonders what he could say to get it back.
Jonghyun doesn’t look at Jinki when he climbs onto the hood, sits with knees draw in and apologetic eyes. Instead he looks at the sky, fingers tight and resolute around his beer. The air around them is stifling and everything is thousands of silent atoms. The mixed tape is playing behind them.
“I found something in the glove box,” Jonghyun suddenly says.
Of course. Jinki had completely forgotten his impulsive purchase at the second gas stop, when everything had seemed so seamless, especially them. He had slipped it in thinking he would tell Jonghyun he’d forgotten his watch in the car when they returned from dinner. Jonghyun would pretend to be angry at him but accompany him to retrieve it anyways. They would banter playfully on the way down and Jinki would blush when Jonghyun found the lube and condoms. It wasn’t like him to be so brazen but he would mean it and they would kiss.
And then of course he had gone and screwed it up, gotten nervous, gotten piss drunk and hurt Jonghyun. He finally gets what his mom meant when she said he was his own downfall.
A song comes on. Jinki searches for Jonghyun’s hand in invitation.
Time catches in their entwined fingers, in the meeting of their eyes before Jinki finds himself with an armful of Jonghyun and he can breathe again.
&
Jonghyun had whimpered against him: “Hyung. Hyung, do this with me. Do this to me.”
He never admits it, not the morning after not years later but Jonghyun loves talking about everything else.
Looking back, it was kind of freaking exhibitionist, he laughs. Dancing in the parking lot to songs about making love, being an eight-limbed time machine that was waltzing one minute and grinding the next, pushing against each other on the hood in just their boxers as the colors returned to the sky. He would say he loved it though, losing his virginity on a road trip, just like the movies. The smell of old leather, of sex and Jinki’s sweat bottled up in one perfect summer. The little kinks he had discovered: the way that one Bad Company song always still turns Jinki on, the sharp almost-nips he would threaten Jonghyun’s dick with and his triumphant turning the engine on so Jonghyun could feel the vibrations deep in his balls all through his first time.
And Jinki just smiles because he has known all along there is no one who could love Jonghyun better.
&
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i love this so much and guh just look at how jonghyun adores jinki (to the extent of rubbing his tummy too) ;~; and jinki can't really say no to jonghyun, with or without puppy eyes.
rubbing his nose back and forth on Jinki’s broad chest and thinking mine, mine, mine.
oh the image ;~; rolling in the cute
they’re stumbling around like two idiots blind with love.
♥
Jinki wonders what he was even thinking giving this up. He wonders what he could say to get it back.
aksjdkal what were you thinking seriously pulling away, pretending to sleep and staying still even when you hear jonghyun's sobs. whyyyyy
...then they made love, yes perfect. everything is perfect.
just.....grins at you joyfully and slathers you with all my love. thank you!
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and d;alkksa;ld i like the response to tummy, i have to say. i have a tummy in my life and i love it very much. tummys are under appreciated! this might be a vague pulp fiction reference. kekekeke.
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you have no idea how absolutely terrified i am of ooc-ness. ty for this lovely comment. ;~; ♥
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also, somehow i totally believe jonghyun is/would be a post-it note kind of person. like, the annoying, neon coloured ones in the shapes of hearts and butterflies and stuff.
anyway sobs this is perfect who are u c':
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post-its are the shiz, yo
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i am actually screaming
screaming beyond belief
so much screaming happening
first of all, sorry for being so late in replying :( i have spent the weekend being dragged around by my family to various places in the hot hot summer -_-
BUT ANYWAY
“It’ll be fun, c’mon. We’ll celebrate,” Jonghyun murmurs, burying his face in Jinki’s neck. They’re sitting on his bed, a laptop on Jinki’s thighs and Jinki on Jonghyun’s. It’s the first day of the summer and there’s all sorts of perfection in the offing.
right off the bat, when i read this i thought shit i'm going to love this so much somebody save me ;_;
and that is because probably my favorite thing ever in fic is this mix of intimacy and banter that you have going on here, i am so especially fond of these small ways people who trust each other /touch/ each other and you useit so well here, from jonghyun burying his face to jinki sitting on jonghyun's thighs, and on and on throughout this entire thing - easy and soft kisses, the touching of fingers here and there, the physical sex itself, ALL OF IT ;____;
i love slow romances building and filled with seemingly subconscious intimacy and you just completely filled my soul with this fic, this grand display of everything i love in fic characterized beautifully with the most hilarious dialogue and banter - man boobs, TUMMY, all of it ;___;
oh god and mix tapes and post-its and jinki's thoughts so adorable and sweet and resolute at the same time - i love the way he can't stay mad, the way he is in a sense swept off his feet, and jonghyun's subconscious draw towards him, the way he can't stop touching him just ugh, i want to quote it all at you and i want to tell you so much that i love this and i love that you satisfied the entire prompt and then filled it with glorious intimacy and everything i love in fic ;________;
Jinki wonders what he was even thinking giving this up. He wonders what he could say to get it back.
look how simple and to the point yet emotional your prose is ;___; teach me! save me! write forever! etc etc!
thank you for writing this and sharing it, i really really do appreciate it and i hope you'll let me know who you are so i may love you forever and read all of your other stuff ;_;
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the rest of my fic is on this journal but eeeeef you tell me who you are i could tell yew who i am~? /ninja face of epic proportions
i like to keep my RL fail and my fanfic fail separate, fufufufufu
but, lyk, yes, TY 8)
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also, i pm'd you from my ekchual account. /more squeaks
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