Nightmares
TITLE: Nightmares
RATING: PG
PAIRING/FOCUS: Jongho (Main), hinted Onkey and Taemin/Sulli (mentioned Khuntoria and Yongseo)
GENRE: general? romance?
NOTES: jonghyun imitates the walking dead, taemin's legs hurt, sulli has a voodoo doll and minho crawls into bed with his hyung. (nothing explicit) ((the lack of capitalization is on purpose))
he doesn't sleep. he doesn't sleep and he knows it worries the others but what can he do but sit and stare up at the bedroom ceiling and leave the dorm with eye bags worse than the day before. he didn't like seeing the shackles, the swirling lights, and the blood in his dreams. he also hates the much too real feel of the whip cracking against his skin. he tries to endure it as long as possible.
~*~*~
she, of all people, gets him to sleep and he doesn't know what the feeling bubbling in his gut is when he walks into their dressing room and his head is in her lap and her fingers are running through his messy, short hair. she smiles at him and he can only nod back, not trusting his vocal cords. the others pile in, including the members of her group and he finds himself standing next to her and his sleeping hyung.
"oppa," she says and the next thing he knows, it's him who's sitting on the bench with the older man's head in his lap. sulli smiles at him again and he notices that it looked sad, strained somewhat and he watches as taemin gently takes her by the arm and leads her out of the room with a, "let's go find hyung-nim,"
it's the break during recording and the other members are ushering out, eager to talk with friends they haven't seen in two weeks and to gossip about how cute khuntoria and yongseo is nowadays. he hears the phrase adorkable fail and thinks that sometimes, it applies to the hyung in his lap.
his hands run unconsciously through his hyung's hair and he stirs, a low moan leaving his lips. his hands stop and the older man shuffles before he looks up at him, a lop sided smirk crossing his lips and he just makes himself more comfortable. he says nothing and he only shifts slightly.
"you haven't been sleeping hyung," is his comment and there's a sigh before long, pianist fingers intertwine with his and the other comments lightly, "yeah. i know,"
"is it the same nightmare?" for a moment, it's silent between the two of them and two different shades of dark brown eyes meet. long fingers, thin though strong, gently begin tracing on the patterned shirt the older of the two is wearing. there is no distinct pattern but a lot of the marks criss cross and the older just smiles bitterly. "the one with the shackles, the lights," the fingers hesitate before tracing gently over his lips and he whispers, "the blood,"
the body in his lap stiffens but before their conversation can continue, taemin and sulli burst in screeching at each other at the top of their lungs. minho and jonghyun sigh before jonghyun moves from minho's lap and the duo move to see what the yelling is about.
they never actually get an answer but taemin ends up going through the rest of the week with a dark scowl etched permantly on his face. (minho hears from key who hears from chansung who hears from nichkhun who gets information on his "daughters" from victoria that sulli has been frighteningly blank and she bursts into tears at random intervals) [jonghyun hears from luna that sulli apparently is in possession of a voodoo doll with taemin's name written on it.] he tells that to minho one night while they're sitting in the kitchen on one of his sleepless nights. no one tells taemin of sulli's voodoo doll.
two days later, his legs start to hurt and they tell him he dances too much.
~*~*~
he's not sleeping again. he's still staring up at the ceiling even though his eyelids are trying to force themselves shut and his pillow is being clutched to his chest. in the other bed in the room, taemin snores lightly and jonghyun can't help but smile when the younger murmurs something ridiculous and he looks up when the door creaks open. he watches in silence and taemin is woken before being ushered out of the room after a solemn promise that "jinki-hyung and kibum-hyung are fully clothed and you don't have to worry min-ah,"
in the dark, as the door shuts, 2 pairs of eyes meet as minho stands above jonghyun's bed and the older clutches his pillow tighter. his bed dips as the taller man sits on it and jonghyun holds in a giggle when his side is pressed lightly. an eyebrow raises and quietly, jonghyun shuffles aside allowing the other to slid under the covers.
he whines when minho tugs his pillow away and places the pillow beneath his head. the smaller of the two is turned so they are face to face and minho just pulls him closer. jonghyun's brows furrow in confusion and in the darkness, minho grins at him.
"i'm tired of seeing you imitate the walking dead hyung," is the comment and jonghyun snarks back that he was not imitating the walking dead. he was just tired. and minho laughs before he presses a light kiss to the other's forehead. "i think i can spend a few nights sleeping next to you until your nightmares go away,"
"'m not a kid minho-yah," is the muffled response but jonghyun just moves closer anyways. arms loop around his waist and the two are staring at each other before minho's eyes droop and he falls into a quiet slumber. jonghyun is hesitant, eyes flickering with unease in the dark before he moves closer to minho and he lets his eyes close.
it's his first peaceful sleep in weeks, if not months and in the morning, when onew comes in to see why jonghyun isn't up before him, he blinks. then he smiles and walks out, leaving the two in their dreamland.
of course, not 10 minutes later, the two of them jerk awake due to shrilling and as they stagger out sleepily from the room, key informs them that taemin found out sulli had a voodoo doll with his name on it.
they only look at each other and grin.
luna notes that jonghyun looks less like the walking dead when shinee and f(x) meet during a music broadcast. sulli throws her make-up bag at taemin and he curses up an incredible storm when it connects with his face. key washes his mouth out with soap and the dancer gags.
[jonghyun gets rid of the nightmares some two days later. minho knows. but it doesn't stop him from crawling into bed with his hyung at night.]
haha. i totally don't know where this piece came from. hope you all like it!
RATING: PG
PAIRING/FOCUS: Jongho (Main), hinted Onkey and Taemin/Sulli (mentioned Khuntoria and Yongseo)
GENRE: general? romance?
NOTES: jonghyun imitates the walking dead, taemin's legs hurt, sulli has a voodoo doll and minho crawls into bed with his hyung. (nothing explicit) ((the lack of capitalization is on purpose))
he doesn't sleep. he doesn't sleep and he knows it worries the others but what can he do but sit and stare up at the bedroom ceiling and leave the dorm with eye bags worse than the day before. he didn't like seeing the shackles, the swirling lights, and the blood in his dreams. he also hates the much too real feel of the whip cracking against his skin. he tries to endure it as long as possible.
~*~*~
she, of all people, gets him to sleep and he doesn't know what the feeling bubbling in his gut is when he walks into their dressing room and his head is in her lap and her fingers are running through his messy, short hair. she smiles at him and he can only nod back, not trusting his vocal cords. the others pile in, including the members of her group and he finds himself standing next to her and his sleeping hyung.
"oppa," she says and the next thing he knows, it's him who's sitting on the bench with the older man's head in his lap. sulli smiles at him again and he notices that it looked sad, strained somewhat and he watches as taemin gently takes her by the arm and leads her out of the room with a, "let's go find hyung-nim,"
it's the break during recording and the other members are ushering out, eager to talk with friends they haven't seen in two weeks and to gossip about how cute khuntoria and yongseo is nowadays. he hears the phrase adorkable fail and thinks that sometimes, it applies to the hyung in his lap.
his hands run unconsciously through his hyung's hair and he stirs, a low moan leaving his lips. his hands stop and the older man shuffles before he looks up at him, a lop sided smirk crossing his lips and he just makes himself more comfortable. he says nothing and he only shifts slightly.
"you haven't been sleeping hyung," is his comment and there's a sigh before long, pianist fingers intertwine with his and the other comments lightly, "yeah. i know,"
"is it the same nightmare?" for a moment, it's silent between the two of them and two different shades of dark brown eyes meet. long fingers, thin though strong, gently begin tracing on the patterned shirt the older of the two is wearing. there is no distinct pattern but a lot of the marks criss cross and the older just smiles bitterly. "the one with the shackles, the lights," the fingers hesitate before tracing gently over his lips and he whispers, "the blood,"
the body in his lap stiffens but before their conversation can continue, taemin and sulli burst in screeching at each other at the top of their lungs. minho and jonghyun sigh before jonghyun moves from minho's lap and the duo move to see what the yelling is about.
they never actually get an answer but taemin ends up going through the rest of the week with a dark scowl etched permantly on his face. (minho hears from key who hears from chansung who hears from nichkhun who gets information on his "daughters" from victoria that sulli has been frighteningly blank and she bursts into tears at random intervals) [jonghyun hears from luna that sulli apparently is in possession of a voodoo doll with taemin's name written on it.] he tells that to minho one night while they're sitting in the kitchen on one of his sleepless nights. no one tells taemin of sulli's voodoo doll.
two days later, his legs start to hurt and they tell him he dances too much.
~*~*~
he's not sleeping again. he's still staring up at the ceiling even though his eyelids are trying to force themselves shut and his pillow is being clutched to his chest. in the other bed in the room, taemin snores lightly and jonghyun can't help but smile when the younger murmurs something ridiculous and he looks up when the door creaks open. he watches in silence and taemin is woken before being ushered out of the room after a solemn promise that "jinki-hyung and kibum-hyung are fully clothed and you don't have to worry min-ah,"
in the dark, as the door shuts, 2 pairs of eyes meet as minho stands above jonghyun's bed and the older clutches his pillow tighter. his bed dips as the taller man sits on it and jonghyun holds in a giggle when his side is pressed lightly. an eyebrow raises and quietly, jonghyun shuffles aside allowing the other to slid under the covers.
he whines when minho tugs his pillow away and places the pillow beneath his head. the smaller of the two is turned so they are face to face and minho just pulls him closer. jonghyun's brows furrow in confusion and in the darkness, minho grins at him.
"i'm tired of seeing you imitate the walking dead hyung," is the comment and jonghyun snarks back that he was not imitating the walking dead. he was just tired. and minho laughs before he presses a light kiss to the other's forehead. "i think i can spend a few nights sleeping next to you until your nightmares go away,"
"'m not a kid minho-yah," is the muffled response but jonghyun just moves closer anyways. arms loop around his waist and the two are staring at each other before minho's eyes droop and he falls into a quiet slumber. jonghyun is hesitant, eyes flickering with unease in the dark before he moves closer to minho and he lets his eyes close.
it's his first peaceful sleep in weeks, if not months and in the morning, when onew comes in to see why jonghyun isn't up before him, he blinks. then he smiles and walks out, leaving the two in their dreamland.
of course, not 10 minutes later, the two of them jerk awake due to shrilling and as they stagger out sleepily from the room, key informs them that taemin found out sulli had a voodoo doll with his name on it.
they only look at each other and grin.
luna notes that jonghyun looks less like the walking dead when shinee and f(x) meet during a music broadcast. sulli throws her make-up bag at taemin and he curses up an incredible storm when it connects with his face. key washes his mouth out with soap and the dancer gags.
[jonghyun gets rid of the nightmares some two days later. minho knows. but it doesn't stop him from crawling into bed with his hyung at night.]
haha. i totally don't know where this piece came from. hope you all like it!