sky; mir/thunder
sky; pg; mirder {mir/thunder}
a quick drabble.
x-posted to mblaq
Surprisingly it's Thunder that decides to crawl into Mir's bed tonight; usually it's always Joon with his sleepwalking and mumbling something about how people mistake him for Jihoon all the time and how there's a flying dragon about to attack Seoul and that they need to get out, or how Seungho tried to drag him somewhere for noodles again. And so Mir makes room for the older male, loving the way they seem to fit together almost perfectly, though grimacing when Thunder somehow manages to sleep kick him (to which he retaliates by biting his ear lightly before chewing on the strings of one of the many hats he happened to fall asleep in that night).
The next morning, Thunder's still sleeping in a cradle of blankets with his chest rising and falling peacefully, and Mir can't help but to admire him in the faint glow of sunrise from their window. Soft oranges and reds play on his complexion, and Mir reaches fingers over to the sleeping male and slowly traces the features he's memorized by heart carefully (so Thunder won't wake up and give him that sleepy glare and puff-cheek combo).
Thunder looks different when he sleeps; with his gaurd down and completely at ease and peace. He doesn't have to worry about dance practce or rapping, the antics of his group, or even Jihoon's (terrifying) glare. And Mir can't help but to kiss his plush lips softly; nearly falling out of the bunk when Thunder actually kisses him back with a smile playing at his own lip. Soon that smile's replaced with soft and quiet moans of harder and faster that signify something else is going on between them.
As they're curled up in the aftermath of their wonderful morning, Thunder's taken aback when Mir makes a (strangely cute) purring noise of sorts, before rolling over and looking at him with curious eyes. "Hyung?"
"Yeah?" Thunder's voice is thick with post-arousal, sleep, and confusion; quite the interesting combination.
"Why is the sky pink?" And Thunder flicks his own eyes out the window; seeing indeed: the sky is pink. He shrugs (honestly, he has no idea, and he just wants to go back and sleep because this bed is warm and comfy and he just got done having some of the most amazing sex ever), rolling over and snuggling into Mir's chest. Mir just pouts, but holds him closer, and feels himself drifting back into sleep.
"Because someone up there is blushing, Mireu," Thunder mumbles into his chest; and Mir smiles into his hair, planting a soft kiss on top of it and drifting off. Thunder just smiles into his chest and revels in the few more moments of warmth before someone goes to wake them up for the day.
a quick drabble.
x-posted to mblaq
Surprisingly it's Thunder that decides to crawl into Mir's bed tonight; usually it's always Joon with his sleepwalking and mumbling something about how people mistake him for Jihoon all the time and how there's a flying dragon about to attack Seoul and that they need to get out, or how Seungho tried to drag him somewhere for noodles again. And so Mir makes room for the older male, loving the way they seem to fit together almost perfectly, though grimacing when Thunder somehow manages to sleep kick him (to which he retaliates by biting his ear lightly before chewing on the strings of one of the many hats he happened to fall asleep in that night).
The next morning, Thunder's still sleeping in a cradle of blankets with his chest rising and falling peacefully, and Mir can't help but to admire him in the faint glow of sunrise from their window. Soft oranges and reds play on his complexion, and Mir reaches fingers over to the sleeping male and slowly traces the features he's memorized by heart carefully (so Thunder won't wake up and give him that sleepy glare and puff-cheek combo).
Thunder looks different when he sleeps; with his gaurd down and completely at ease and peace. He doesn't have to worry about dance practce or rapping, the antics of his group, or even Jihoon's (terrifying) glare. And Mir can't help but to kiss his plush lips softly; nearly falling out of the bunk when Thunder actually kisses him back with a smile playing at his own lip. Soon that smile's replaced with soft and quiet moans of harder and faster that signify something else is going on between them.
As they're curled up in the aftermath of their wonderful morning, Thunder's taken aback when Mir makes a (strangely cute) purring noise of sorts, before rolling over and looking at him with curious eyes. "Hyung?"
"Yeah?" Thunder's voice is thick with post-arousal, sleep, and confusion; quite the interesting combination.
"Why is the sky pink?" And Thunder flicks his own eyes out the window; seeing indeed: the sky is pink. He shrugs (honestly, he has no idea, and he just wants to go back and sleep because this bed is warm and comfy and he just got done having some of the most amazing sex ever), rolling over and snuggling into Mir's chest. Mir just pouts, but holds him closer, and feels himself drifting back into sleep.
"Because someone up there is blushing, Mireu," Thunder mumbles into his chest; and Mir smiles into his hair, planting a soft kiss on top of it and drifting off. Thunder just smiles into his chest and revels in the few more moments of warmth before someone goes to wake them up for the day.