Drabble Babble
A/N: This is unbeta'd, all pairings are random (trust me on this), and the titles are the titles of the songs which inspired each drabble and the one poem. Thank you for reading!
Nightmare
Yunho/Key
I want to hate the way he strokes my back.
I want to hate how he leans into me like I’m the only thing grounding him.
I want to hate the way he kisses my cheek.
Instead, I love it all. The drag of his fingers on my skin, the warmth of his breath on my neck, the wordless promises he makes spur me on to welcome him into my bed whenever he wants.
Truly, I do hate every bit of it because the morning always comes. With every new morning, I’m left reeling in the aftershocks of my own nightmare, a nightmare named Key. My sweet dreams are shattered by the way he shrugs out of my hold.
Worse are the mornings when he snaps at me, “Get off! I hate when you get clingy.” It is typically followed by a sound of disgust, like I am wrong for wanting to cuddle him after the night we've just had.
Truly, I am wrong for wanting anything more than that. He’s always been very clear about where I stand with him.
--
ring
“Hello?”
“Hyung, come pick me up~.”
“I don’t feel like-“
“Yah! Don’t be such an old man. Nicole won’t let me leave without a D.D. and…I’ll make it up to you.”
I can hear his sick, shit-eating grin through the phone. He won’t be making anything up to me, he’ll fuck me and then fuck up my emotions. “I really can’t help right now. I can call you a cab, though.”
“Ugh, you were never this lame in college…You remember that time we got kicked out of the all night diner because I let you suck me off in the bathroom?” A quick guffaw, then, I can hear him and Nicole in the background laughing as he gives her a blow-by-blow of that night. He knows how private I am about my sex life and how embarrassed I am by that one instance of public sex. That’s why Nicole has heard that story at least fifty times.
“Key, where are you?”
“I knew you couldn’t resist this.”
“I’m just gonna give you a ride home.”
“Yeah, ok, and I’m gonna let you cuddle me afterwards.” He snorts.
I hate you.
--
So, you see, I really am the one to blame. Before this started, I knew how it would end.
If I Ruled The World
T.O.P/Daesung/Sehun
“What do you mean you signed us up for a polyamory dating site?!”
“Exactly that. Daesung-ah, breath, it was your idea.” Seunghyun steps forward but clenches a hand in his pocket to keep him from reaching forward to touch his frantic boyfriend. Daesung never liked feeling caged in when he was anxious.
“I mean, I talked about adding someone else to ‘us’ but,” he starts to pace, “this is fast, very fast.” He stops briefly to chew his lip in thought, “Couldn’t a site be dangerous? We don’t know who they are.”
Seunghyun speaks slowly, “That’s why I went ahead and started the account a few weeks ago…when we first talked.” He almost pauses to let Daesung properly react but thinks it might be better to explain his intentions first. “You’re right to be cautious of strangers and I know how you can get…,” searches for an appropriate word and fails to find one.
Daesung looks as if he is about to explode at what he feels is a completed sentence, so Seunghyun spills out the rest of his words in a rush.
“I didn’t want you to worry longer than necessary or unnecessarily if no suitable candidates were found. I went ahead and sorted through all the responders to weed out any pranksters, possible weirdoes, or creeps...There was one guy and he’s been so nice and he’s not threatening or anything like that, plus his background checks out.”
By now, he can practically see the anxiety ratcheting up Daesung’s back and he feels anxious that he might have broken something between them. “Daesung-ah, please, don’t look like that. I’m sorry. I thought-Never mind, what I thought. I can see this really, really bothers you and I was wrong to not tell you before now. You can call this off at any time--Now--if you want.” He finishes with a hopeful look at Daesung.
After more pacing and a few minutes of silence, he speaks in a quiet voice that scares Seunghyun, “You can’t do this. Going forward, you need to tell me everything, when it happens. It’s gotta do with trust. You understand?”
For the first time since this conversation started, Daesung steps into Seunghyun's space giving the other man permission to hug him. Seunghyun makes a nodding motion into his shoulder.
After a long silent moment in which he focuses on letting the anxiety melt from his bones, Daesung speaks. “You said there was a guy.”
“Yeah, I can show his profile to you. His name is Oh Sehun and he’s, well, younger than us.”
Daesung jerks back at the hesitation in Seunghyun’s voice, “I swear on everything that is holy, he better be legal.”
“Oh! Oh yeah, he’s legal; 19.”
Daesung widens his eyes but he is legal, barely. “It’s just five years. I’m only five years older. Just five years. Ok. What else?”
--
It is a week later and Daesung is still in disbelief that he asked the kid over to their home after one online chat session. The kid seemed benign enough, even if he had this look in some of his pics, this look like he might kill someone. He was charming and had a good sense of humor, but he was a practical stranger.
And so it was, Daesung finds himself wringing a kitchen towel as Seunghyun finishes the supper they would share with this person in their home. “Hyung, you know how you said I could call it quits on this whole new person thing?”
Seunghyun freezes, now holding the pot of hot stew, and looks as if he was about to say, “Now?!” He is, however, saved by the doorbell. Walking over to the table where he places the stew, he turns, “You can call it quits but what are we going to do about the new person on our doorstep?”
Daesung hurriedly shakes his head and makes a frustrated sound in the back of his throat before conceding, “Go, let him in.”
Seunghyun pulls him in for a long, deep kiss before making his way to the door.
Daesung can hear Seunghyun’s deep timbre followed by a voice that is almost as deep but with a different quality and the knots in his stomach tighten further in anticipation.
Coffee
Jaejoong/Victoria
Once upon a time you and I sat across from each other as you drank a peppermint mocha and I sipped a caramel latte.
Now
I sit here alone
swallowing hot gulps of an Americano
fearing that I remember more about what you liked to drink than I do about you.
You said I never saw you.
and
maybe
I didn’t.
too caught up in the details
니가 뭔데
Seohyun/Yukwon
The life had barely drained from her date’s eyes before Seohyun pinned Yukwon to the wall, he was holding his bloodstained knife out to avoid hurting her.
“What the fuck, Noona?” His eyelids flickered as he felt her breath on his face. “We broke up less than a week ago and you were already out on a date with Joe Blow over there?” His chin jutted toward the still body slumped on the ground.
Seohyun never looked from him, a familiar, twisted smile on her face. “I only broke up with you because I wasn’t sure if you loved me but,” here she paused to lick her lips excitedly and finally take in Yukwon’s handiwork, “now I’m sure you do.”
He only rolled his eyes before kissing her slowly and with meaning. “Of course I love you. I told you all the time.”
“But you had stopped killing for me,” she pouted.
“I just, I don’t like the mess of these unorganized kills.” His nose scrunched as he eyed the blood on the ground and his free hand grabbed Seohyun’s hip to move them away from the growing puddle.
She took the opportunity to grind into his half-hard dick and relished in his choked groan. “Yukwon-ah,” she made sure he could see her teeth drag over her lip, “you know how much I like public displays, though.”
He grinned in answer, but moved away from the wall. “It’s too dangerous here.” He wrapped up his blade and put it away before reaching up to stroke her cheek with his thumb, smearing a small streak of blood on her cheek. “Who are you to mess up my brain like this?”
Mental Breaker
Tao/Kai
Tao looks up at Kai with a knowing grin, “Your phone’s buzzing again.” He reaches over the side of the couch to pick it up and hand it to his friend.
“Uuuuugh! She’s trying to drive me insane. I swear.”
“What is it between you two?”
“I don’t know. I really don’t know.” Kai shakes his head, almost manically. “Last night I thought we were on a date. It was just the two of us and we had a good time at dinner, held hands, and did all this couple stuff but then I went in for the kiss and she was gone. She gave a quick goodbye and walked off.”
“Okay, so she wasn’t interested.”
“No, but see she’s always asking who I’m with, like she’s jealous.”
Tao reaches up to tousle Kai’s hair, “I think she does like you and you like her. You’re totally hammered.”
Kai face scrunches in confusion before he flicks Tao in the forehead. “’Screwed.’ You mean ‘screwed.’”
“Anyway, you knew what I meant. I think I can cheer you up though.” Tao picks his head up, peeling his cheek from Kai’s thigh, where it had become glued, and kisses the skin there to soothe away the weird feeling.
“Ack,” Kai pouts down at his friend, “and how are you going to cheer me up?”
“I’m gonna make you come a second time.”
Nightmare
Yunho/Key
I want to hate the way he strokes my back.
I want to hate how he leans into me like I’m the only thing grounding him.
I want to hate the way he kisses my cheek.
Instead, I love it all. The drag of his fingers on my skin, the warmth of his breath on my neck, the wordless promises he makes spur me on to welcome him into my bed whenever he wants.
Truly, I do hate every bit of it because the morning always comes. With every new morning, I’m left reeling in the aftershocks of my own nightmare, a nightmare named Key. My sweet dreams are shattered by the way he shrugs out of my hold.
Worse are the mornings when he snaps at me, “Get off! I hate when you get clingy.” It is typically followed by a sound of disgust, like I am wrong for wanting to cuddle him after the night we've just had.
Truly, I am wrong for wanting anything more than that. He’s always been very clear about where I stand with him.
--
ring
“Hello?”
“Hyung, come pick me up~.”
“I don’t feel like-“
“Yah! Don’t be such an old man. Nicole won’t let me leave without a D.D. and…I’ll make it up to you.”
I can hear his sick, shit-eating grin through the phone. He won’t be making anything up to me, he’ll fuck me and then fuck up my emotions. “I really can’t help right now. I can call you a cab, though.”
“Ugh, you were never this lame in college…You remember that time we got kicked out of the all night diner because I let you suck me off in the bathroom?” A quick guffaw, then, I can hear him and Nicole in the background laughing as he gives her a blow-by-blow of that night. He knows how private I am about my sex life and how embarrassed I am by that one instance of public sex. That’s why Nicole has heard that story at least fifty times.
“Key, where are you?”
“I knew you couldn’t resist this.”
“I’m just gonna give you a ride home.”
“Yeah, ok, and I’m gonna let you cuddle me afterwards.” He snorts.
I hate you.
--
So, you see, I really am the one to blame. Before this started, I knew how it would end.
If I Ruled The World
T.O.P/Daesung/Sehun
“What do you mean you signed us up for a polyamory dating site?!”
“Exactly that. Daesung-ah, breath, it was your idea.” Seunghyun steps forward but clenches a hand in his pocket to keep him from reaching forward to touch his frantic boyfriend. Daesung never liked feeling caged in when he was anxious.
“I mean, I talked about adding someone else to ‘us’ but,” he starts to pace, “this is fast, very fast.” He stops briefly to chew his lip in thought, “Couldn’t a site be dangerous? We don’t know who they are.”
Seunghyun speaks slowly, “That’s why I went ahead and started the account a few weeks ago…when we first talked.” He almost pauses to let Daesung properly react but thinks it might be better to explain his intentions first. “You’re right to be cautious of strangers and I know how you can get…,” searches for an appropriate word and fails to find one.
Daesung looks as if he is about to explode at what he feels is a completed sentence, so Seunghyun spills out the rest of his words in a rush.
“I didn’t want you to worry longer than necessary or unnecessarily if no suitable candidates were found. I went ahead and sorted through all the responders to weed out any pranksters, possible weirdoes, or creeps...There was one guy and he’s been so nice and he’s not threatening or anything like that, plus his background checks out.”
By now, he can practically see the anxiety ratcheting up Daesung’s back and he feels anxious that he might have broken something between them. “Daesung-ah, please, don’t look like that. I’m sorry. I thought-Never mind, what I thought. I can see this really, really bothers you and I was wrong to not tell you before now. You can call this off at any time--Now--if you want.” He finishes with a hopeful look at Daesung.
After more pacing and a few minutes of silence, he speaks in a quiet voice that scares Seunghyun, “You can’t do this. Going forward, you need to tell me everything, when it happens. It’s gotta do with trust. You understand?”
For the first time since this conversation started, Daesung steps into Seunghyun's space giving the other man permission to hug him. Seunghyun makes a nodding motion into his shoulder.
After a long silent moment in which he focuses on letting the anxiety melt from his bones, Daesung speaks. “You said there was a guy.”
“Yeah, I can show his profile to you. His name is Oh Sehun and he’s, well, younger than us.”
Daesung jerks back at the hesitation in Seunghyun’s voice, “I swear on everything that is holy, he better be legal.”
“Oh! Oh yeah, he’s legal; 19.”
Daesung widens his eyes but he is legal, barely. “It’s just five years. I’m only five years older. Just five years. Ok. What else?”
--
It is a week later and Daesung is still in disbelief that he asked the kid over to their home after one online chat session. The kid seemed benign enough, even if he had this look in some of his pics, this look like he might kill someone. He was charming and had a good sense of humor, but he was a practical stranger.
And so it was, Daesung finds himself wringing a kitchen towel as Seunghyun finishes the supper they would share with this person in their home. “Hyung, you know how you said I could call it quits on this whole new person thing?”
Seunghyun freezes, now holding the pot of hot stew, and looks as if he was about to say, “Now?!” He is, however, saved by the doorbell. Walking over to the table where he places the stew, he turns, “You can call it quits but what are we going to do about the new person on our doorstep?”
Daesung hurriedly shakes his head and makes a frustrated sound in the back of his throat before conceding, “Go, let him in.”
Seunghyun pulls him in for a long, deep kiss before making his way to the door.
Daesung can hear Seunghyun’s deep timbre followed by a voice that is almost as deep but with a different quality and the knots in his stomach tighten further in anticipation.
Coffee
Jaejoong/Victoria
Once upon a time you and I sat across from each other as you drank a peppermint mocha and I sipped a caramel latte.
Now
I sit here alone
swallowing hot gulps of an Americano
fearing that I remember more about what you liked to drink than I do about you.
You said I never saw you.
and
maybe
I didn’t.
too caught up in the details
니가 뭔데
Seohyun/Yukwon
The life had barely drained from her date’s eyes before Seohyun pinned Yukwon to the wall, he was holding his bloodstained knife out to avoid hurting her.
“What the fuck, Noona?” His eyelids flickered as he felt her breath on his face. “We broke up less than a week ago and you were already out on a date with Joe Blow over there?” His chin jutted toward the still body slumped on the ground.
Seohyun never looked from him, a familiar, twisted smile on her face. “I only broke up with you because I wasn’t sure if you loved me but,” here she paused to lick her lips excitedly and finally take in Yukwon’s handiwork, “now I’m sure you do.”
He only rolled his eyes before kissing her slowly and with meaning. “Of course I love you. I told you all the time.”
“But you had stopped killing for me,” she pouted.
“I just, I don’t like the mess of these unorganized kills.” His nose scrunched as he eyed the blood on the ground and his free hand grabbed Seohyun’s hip to move them away from the growing puddle.
She took the opportunity to grind into his half-hard dick and relished in his choked groan. “Yukwon-ah,” she made sure he could see her teeth drag over her lip, “you know how much I like public displays, though.”
He grinned in answer, but moved away from the wall. “It’s too dangerous here.” He wrapped up his blade and put it away before reaching up to stroke her cheek with his thumb, smearing a small streak of blood on her cheek. “Who are you to mess up my brain like this?”
Mental Breaker
Tao/Kai
Tao looks up at Kai with a knowing grin, “Your phone’s buzzing again.” He reaches over the side of the couch to pick it up and hand it to his friend.
“Uuuuugh! She’s trying to drive me insane. I swear.”
“What is it between you two?”
“I don’t know. I really don’t know.” Kai shakes his head, almost manically. “Last night I thought we were on a date. It was just the two of us and we had a good time at dinner, held hands, and did all this couple stuff but then I went in for the kiss and she was gone. She gave a quick goodbye and walked off.”
“Okay, so she wasn’t interested.”
“No, but see she’s always asking who I’m with, like she’s jealous.”
Tao reaches up to tousle Kai’s hair, “I think she does like you and you like her. You’re totally hammered.”
Kai face scrunches in confusion before he flicks Tao in the forehead. “’Screwed.’ You mean ‘screwed.’”
“Anyway, you knew what I meant. I think I can cheer you up though.” Tao picks his head up, peeling his cheek from Kai’s thigh, where it had become glued, and kisses the skin there to soothe away the weird feeling.
“Ack,” Kai pouts down at his friend, “and how are you going to cheer me up?”
“I’m gonna make you come a second time.”