Brick by Boring Brick [3/6]
Title: Brick by Boring Brick
Author: meridianslair
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key, past!Jinki/Key
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Key is a fashion designer who fell in love with Jonghyun after a one night stand that turned into more.
A/N: Character death, be warned!
Series of oneshots based on paramore songs. Collab between sodonii_chan and I 8)
Fences ♣ We Are Broken
She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Kim Key was a well known fashion designer. No one knows where he came from, how he got to Seoul, what his real name was, or anything of his past. What they did know was that he was a part of the new movement of fashion, the new generation.
His tastes are odd, unseen, but people loved it. You could point out his fashion designs from a mile away. The shirts he designed always had some kind of key design on them, sparkles spotted all over. Never were his shirts one color, he didn’t see them acceptable that way; they had to look like they popped out of a rainbow.
Key’s pants were never normal jeans like bell bottoms, boot cuts, flares, or straight cuts, they were always skinny jeans. His skinny jeans were made to look like you had an ass, made you look like you had the hottest body in Seoul no matter what your shape or size was. Some of the colors and prints were outrageous, but some of them were surprisingly normal. On every pair of skinny jeans there was the same key print right on the back left pocket.
His jackets were always outlined with faux fur or a metallic looking type of fabric that made it look like a disco ball every time you stepped into the light. They were in mostly blacks, silvers, grays, and browns but there were rare pieces that were extremely expensive that had a multitude of colors and crazy designs.
His lines didn’t just consist of shirts, jackets, and skinny jeans. Oh no, he designed from things like lingerie, dresses, jewelry, shoes, business suits, perfume and much more. Some things were toned down more than others, but overall if you were to step outside wearing his clothes, heads would turn.
Even though Key’s designs were different and so out there and his personality in public was odd, his true self was far from all of the craziness. Key was a normal human being, with normal problems.
Key ran away from home, his old life, his first love. In his old life, he was just so normal, everyone was. Everyone dressed the same, the houses looked the same, and most people even had the same hairstyles. Key was the same as everyone else, and he didn’t like being mistaken for a boring person.
He left looking for a place he could find variation. Key left looking for somewhere he could start changing things, even if it meant leaving his one true love.
“You know that if you leave… I’ll move on, right? If you ever come back, if I ever see you again, I won’t love you anymore,” Jinki said with his heart full of sadness. Jinki was watching as his boyfriend packed his suitcase, he was really leaving this time.
“I have to leave, Jinki. This place is driving me crazy! Every day it’s the same thing! I need to find somewhere new, where things are different every day,” Key huffed as he folded clothes and shoved them into the black suitcase.
Jinki stood and walked towards the door leading out of the bedroom. “I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into…”
“I do,” he said confidently.
And with that, Jinki was gone.
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba da ba
Key took a swig of his alcohol. He was going to have a large headache for tomorrow’s reveal of his new line, but he needed it. His ex, his first love, was a model now. Not only was he a fucking model he was going to be in his, Kim Key’s, fashion show for the reveal of his male clothing line.
When Jinki saw him, they said an awkward hello, chatted a bit, and went their separate ways. Unfortunately, when Key turned around he saw Jinki kissing one of the other models, holding him in a loving way. Sure, Jinki had told him when he left he would probably move on, but actually seeing it hurt even more than his words.
Was it really his fault for wanting to leave? Anyone would have left like he did, even Jinki left! If he would have stayed, how long would they have stayed together?
The questions had haunted him for years, ever since he left. They were still unanswered, but it hurt less and less every time he asked them.
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
Key could tell he was breaking, was so close to losing it. There wasn’t a real reason as to why or at least a reason he had figured out yet. He was stumbling into bars more frequently, skipping work every other day. It wasn’t something he was proud of either. Bringing different men home every night wasn’t something he wanted to get use to.
Tonight was different, though.
The guy, Jonghyun, was completely different from the rest who just fucked him, put their clothes back on, and left. Jonghyun loved annoying him to no end, but kept Key wrapped around his finger.
Jonghyun was behind Key who was on all fours, positioning his cock at Key’s entrance, the lotion bottle from earlier abandoned on the floor. When Key looked back he could see that Jonghyun wasn’t wearing a condom. (He could only see because Jonghyun turned the hotel light on saying something about how he liked watching his partner as he came.)
“You’re not wearing protection?! How do I know you don’t have a disease?!” Key shrieked.
“I didn’t think I was going to fuck anyone, so I don’t have any. Either you’re gonna trust that I don’t have anything, or I’m going to leave you here all hard and horny.” The blonde smirked. Jonghyun knew Key wouldn’t refuse him; Key seemed like one of those guys who can’t get off unless their fucking or being fucked.
“Fine, god, I just want your dick in me now before I decide to shove my dick up your ass instead.” Key said impatiently pushing back to feel Jonghyun’s head nudging at his hole. Jonghyun smiled, he was definitely right.
Gripping Key’s hips he pushed forward, feeling the walls around him pushing back. “Relax,” Jonghyun hissed.
“Shit,” Key moaned, “I don’t think you prepped me good enough.”
Jonghyun slid back slowly before ramming back inside, Key yelling out more curses. “Is that another way of saying you think my cock is huge?” The arrogance in Jonghyun’s voice made Key roll his eyes.
“As if. You aren’t even that deep.”
They both knew Key was lying, the way he was ever so slightly rocking back against Jonghyun told something completely different. The slutty moans when Jonghyun began moving against Key, harder and faster each plunge into the depths of Key. Jonghyun’s moans were drowned out by the nonsense that was coming out of Key’s mouth every time his head pushed against Key’s spot.
Jonghyun pulled out and pushed Key on his back before he could complain or ask questions. Key’s eyes were overflowing with lust as he lay there, waiting for Jonghyun to do something. Grabbing both of their cocks together, Jonghyun roughly moved his hand up and down their lengths.
The feeling of Jonghyun jacking them both off at once was almost as incredible as Jonghyun fucking Key; he didn’t want him to stop. They could both feel their stomachs convulsing, the ache in their dicks becoming more prominent.
Jonghyun came first, his cum piling on Key’s chest and stomach. Pleased with how he had marked his territory, he continued to move his hand against both of them. Key’s eyes were rolling in the back of his head as the sheets bunched up in his fist.
“Jonghyun!” Key screamed as his own seed spilled out. Jonghyun smiled at the fact Key screamed his name, loosening his grip on both of their softening cocks as he licked the mess off of Key’s chest. Both moaned in satisfaction as Jonghyun lay down next to Key, both laying there in silence as their breaths evened out.
“Do you want to go to the movies with me tomorrow?” Jonghyun asked as he turned himself towards Key.
“Is after sex really the time to ask that question?”
“So, is that a yes or no?” Jonghyun questioned again, ignoring Key’s question.
“Fine,” Key huffed.
But it was a trick
And the clock struck 12
Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick
or the wolves gonna blow it down
Jonghyun and Key had been dating for half of a year now. Jonghyun never minded that Key was a fashion designer and that he was away from home a lot. Among their friends they were known as the “perfect couple”. Many people though, wondered if the two were actually dating.
Jonghyun and Key would always pick at each other or Key would nag about something Jonghyun was doing. It was a normal every day routine for them, even if people thought it was an odd way of showing their love. They were better off than most couples to say the least; the worst argument they ever had was about whether or not to adopt a dog or cat. (Of course Jonghyun won with those puppy dog eyes, and they adopted a dog.)
It was unusual when Jonghyun disappeared sometimes. Jonghyun refused to get a cell phone and would often get stuck in traffic, or get off of work late. But right now was different than all of those other times. Key felt like something bad had happened. Especially since Jonghyun had left to the store five hours ago.
“He couldn’t be cheating… could he?” Key whispered as he looked out the window, the rain drops making the images outside blurry.
The phone rang throughout the apartment and their dog, Roo, began growling at it. “Hush, Roo,” Key said, trying to calm the dog down before rushing to the phone.
“Hello, Jonghyun?” Key picked up the phone, there was no response, “Where the hell are you?” Key asked.
“Hello, is this the person who’s responsible for Kim Jonghyun?” the person on the other line questioned.
“Yes? How can I help you?” Key was confused, what was this person talking about?
“I’m sorry to give you such saddening news… Kim Jonghyun was in a car wreck at 2:43 pm. By the time the ambulance arrived, he was already dead. We’d like you to come to the hospital to identify his body…”
Key could feel his body slowly give out as he collapsed onto the floor. He couldn’t listen anymore, he didn’t even know if the person was still speaking.
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
woah woah
Key arrived at the hospital an hour later, after he had finally gotten out of his trance and made his way to the front desk. They informed him he’d have to go to the elevator and go to floor 0 the basement, where they keep the dead bodies. It only took a minute for the elevator to go down to the basement, and when the doors opened he expected to see dead bodies everywhere, but it was quite the opposite.
There was a long hallway with doors on each side, a nurse walking out and spotted him. “Can I help you?”
He stood there for a moment. Why was he here again? Oh right. “I’m here to identify the body for Kim Jonghyun,” he replied in a soft voice.
The woman nodded. “Follow me,” she insisted. The nurse walked into one of the rooms, a doctor was writing things down on a clipboard. “He’s here to see Kim Jonghyun.”
Nodding the doctor beckoned him to come forward; pulling one of the drawers they keep bodies open. There he was… Jonghyun. He could barely tell it was him with how badly his body was injured. But those eyes, those ears, that nose, even with bruises and cuts Key could tell it was Jonghyun.
Earlier when he received the news, he didn’t cry. There was a chance it wasn’t him, and that Jonghyun was out somewhere and couldn’t get a hold of him. But now, the tears were flowing down his face.
“It’s him,” Key sobbed.
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
For a while he acted like it was okay, like nothing happened. But it did happen and his dreams reminded him every night. Jonghyun’s face would smile at him and he felt loved again, but it disappeared when he woke up to an empty bed. He had given Roo to a friend, Key loved the dog but he just couldn’t take care of it anymore. He began drinking again, every night he would come home as drunk as he could possibly get before he passed out. Every night for a month the same thing happened every day.
“First Jinki, then Jonghyun, am I not allowed to love anyone?” Key yelled. No one was listening, no one cared.
Key dug through one of the drawers in his room pulling out a gun. Key had one of his assistants buy it months ago when a lot crime was going on in the apartment building. He had asked the question of whether he wanted to kill himself for a few days now; nothing was getting any better like he had hoped. Moving on and finding someone else wasn’t a choice anymore.
The gun pointed at his head he said his last words, “At least I can be with you now.”
The shot was loud and could be heard by everyone but the thud of his body falling to the ground was almost silent to the world. The red blood splattered the walls and was beginning to drench the floor. The memories of Kim Key already gone, they began fading a long time ago.
You could almost hear the sirens from the streets below, but just like with Jonghyun, they were too late.
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba da ba...
♣▬♣▬♣▬♣▬♣▬♣▬♣
Hello everyone! This is the first time in a long while I've posted a fic two nights in a row O-O (idk if I've ever posted two nights in a row???)
Apologies if the fic is really hard to understand or follow along with, this also hasn't been beta'd so there's probably tons of errors or things I've overlooked.
I know compared to Fences this is kind of a disappointment, especially the sex scene. I guess today wasn't my day TT-TT
*gets ready for jongkey fans to attack me for how angsty this fic is*
Author: meridianslair
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key, past!Jinki/Key
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Key is a fashion designer who fell in love with Jonghyun after a one night stand that turned into more.
A/N: Character death, be warned!
Series of oneshots based on paramore songs. Collab between sodonii_chan and I 8)
Fences ♣ We Are Broken
She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Kim Key was a well known fashion designer. No one knows where he came from, how he got to Seoul, what his real name was, or anything of his past. What they did know was that he was a part of the new movement of fashion, the new generation.
His tastes are odd, unseen, but people loved it. You could point out his fashion designs from a mile away. The shirts he designed always had some kind of key design on them, sparkles spotted all over. Never were his shirts one color, he didn’t see them acceptable that way; they had to look like they popped out of a rainbow.
Key’s pants were never normal jeans like bell bottoms, boot cuts, flares, or straight cuts, they were always skinny jeans. His skinny jeans were made to look like you had an ass, made you look like you had the hottest body in Seoul no matter what your shape or size was. Some of the colors and prints were outrageous, but some of them were surprisingly normal. On every pair of skinny jeans there was the same key print right on the back left pocket.
His jackets were always outlined with faux fur or a metallic looking type of fabric that made it look like a disco ball every time you stepped into the light. They were in mostly blacks, silvers, grays, and browns but there were rare pieces that were extremely expensive that had a multitude of colors and crazy designs.
His lines didn’t just consist of shirts, jackets, and skinny jeans. Oh no, he designed from things like lingerie, dresses, jewelry, shoes, business suits, perfume and much more. Some things were toned down more than others, but overall if you were to step outside wearing his clothes, heads would turn.
Even though Key’s designs were different and so out there and his personality in public was odd, his true self was far from all of the craziness. Key was a normal human being, with normal problems.
Key ran away from home, his old life, his first love. In his old life, he was just so normal, everyone was. Everyone dressed the same, the houses looked the same, and most people even had the same hairstyles. Key was the same as everyone else, and he didn’t like being mistaken for a boring person.
He left looking for a place he could find variation. Key left looking for somewhere he could start changing things, even if it meant leaving his one true love.
“You know that if you leave… I’ll move on, right? If you ever come back, if I ever see you again, I won’t love you anymore,” Jinki said with his heart full of sadness. Jinki was watching as his boyfriend packed his suitcase, he was really leaving this time.
“I have to leave, Jinki. This place is driving me crazy! Every day it’s the same thing! I need to find somewhere new, where things are different every day,” Key huffed as he folded clothes and shoved them into the black suitcase.
Jinki stood and walked towards the door leading out of the bedroom. “I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into…”
“I do,” he said confidently.
And with that, Jinki was gone.
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba da ba
Key took a swig of his alcohol. He was going to have a large headache for tomorrow’s reveal of his new line, but he needed it. His ex, his first love, was a model now. Not only was he a fucking model he was going to be in his, Kim Key’s, fashion show for the reveal of his male clothing line.
When Jinki saw him, they said an awkward hello, chatted a bit, and went their separate ways. Unfortunately, when Key turned around he saw Jinki kissing one of the other models, holding him in a loving way. Sure, Jinki had told him when he left he would probably move on, but actually seeing it hurt even more than his words.
Was it really his fault for wanting to leave? Anyone would have left like he did, even Jinki left! If he would have stayed, how long would they have stayed together?
The questions had haunted him for years, ever since he left. They were still unanswered, but it hurt less and less every time he asked them.
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
Key could tell he was breaking, was so close to losing it. There wasn’t a real reason as to why or at least a reason he had figured out yet. He was stumbling into bars more frequently, skipping work every other day. It wasn’t something he was proud of either. Bringing different men home every night wasn’t something he wanted to get use to.
Tonight was different, though.
The guy, Jonghyun, was completely different from the rest who just fucked him, put their clothes back on, and left. Jonghyun loved annoying him to no end, but kept Key wrapped around his finger.
Jonghyun was behind Key who was on all fours, positioning his cock at Key’s entrance, the lotion bottle from earlier abandoned on the floor. When Key looked back he could see that Jonghyun wasn’t wearing a condom. (He could only see because Jonghyun turned the hotel light on saying something about how he liked watching his partner as he came.)
“You’re not wearing protection?! How do I know you don’t have a disease?!” Key shrieked.
“I didn’t think I was going to fuck anyone, so I don’t have any. Either you’re gonna trust that I don’t have anything, or I’m going to leave you here all hard and horny.” The blonde smirked. Jonghyun knew Key wouldn’t refuse him; Key seemed like one of those guys who can’t get off unless their fucking or being fucked.
“Fine, god, I just want your dick in me now before I decide to shove my dick up your ass instead.” Key said impatiently pushing back to feel Jonghyun’s head nudging at his hole. Jonghyun smiled, he was definitely right.
Gripping Key’s hips he pushed forward, feeling the walls around him pushing back. “Relax,” Jonghyun hissed.
“Shit,” Key moaned, “I don’t think you prepped me good enough.”
Jonghyun slid back slowly before ramming back inside, Key yelling out more curses. “Is that another way of saying you think my cock is huge?” The arrogance in Jonghyun’s voice made Key roll his eyes.
“As if. You aren’t even that deep.”
They both knew Key was lying, the way he was ever so slightly rocking back against Jonghyun told something completely different. The slutty moans when Jonghyun began moving against Key, harder and faster each plunge into the depths of Key. Jonghyun’s moans were drowned out by the nonsense that was coming out of Key’s mouth every time his head pushed against Key’s spot.
Jonghyun pulled out and pushed Key on his back before he could complain or ask questions. Key’s eyes were overflowing with lust as he lay there, waiting for Jonghyun to do something. Grabbing both of their cocks together, Jonghyun roughly moved his hand up and down their lengths.
The feeling of Jonghyun jacking them both off at once was almost as incredible as Jonghyun fucking Key; he didn’t want him to stop. They could both feel their stomachs convulsing, the ache in their dicks becoming more prominent.
Jonghyun came first, his cum piling on Key’s chest and stomach. Pleased with how he had marked his territory, he continued to move his hand against both of them. Key’s eyes were rolling in the back of his head as the sheets bunched up in his fist.
“Jonghyun!” Key screamed as his own seed spilled out. Jonghyun smiled at the fact Key screamed his name, loosening his grip on both of their softening cocks as he licked the mess off of Key’s chest. Both moaned in satisfaction as Jonghyun lay down next to Key, both laying there in silence as their breaths evened out.
“Do you want to go to the movies with me tomorrow?” Jonghyun asked as he turned himself towards Key.
“Is after sex really the time to ask that question?”
“So, is that a yes or no?” Jonghyun questioned again, ignoring Key’s question.
“Fine,” Key huffed.
But it was a trick
And the clock struck 12
Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick
or the wolves gonna blow it down
Jonghyun and Key had been dating for half of a year now. Jonghyun never minded that Key was a fashion designer and that he was away from home a lot. Among their friends they were known as the “perfect couple”. Many people though, wondered if the two were actually dating.
Jonghyun and Key would always pick at each other or Key would nag about something Jonghyun was doing. It was a normal every day routine for them, even if people thought it was an odd way of showing their love. They were better off than most couples to say the least; the worst argument they ever had was about whether or not to adopt a dog or cat. (Of course Jonghyun won with those puppy dog eyes, and they adopted a dog.)
It was unusual when Jonghyun disappeared sometimes. Jonghyun refused to get a cell phone and would often get stuck in traffic, or get off of work late. But right now was different than all of those other times. Key felt like something bad had happened. Especially since Jonghyun had left to the store five hours ago.
“He couldn’t be cheating… could he?” Key whispered as he looked out the window, the rain drops making the images outside blurry.
The phone rang throughout the apartment and their dog, Roo, began growling at it. “Hush, Roo,” Key said, trying to calm the dog down before rushing to the phone.
“Hello, Jonghyun?” Key picked up the phone, there was no response, “Where the hell are you?” Key asked.
“Hello, is this the person who’s responsible for Kim Jonghyun?” the person on the other line questioned.
“Yes? How can I help you?” Key was confused, what was this person talking about?
“I’m sorry to give you such saddening news… Kim Jonghyun was in a car wreck at 2:43 pm. By the time the ambulance arrived, he was already dead. We’d like you to come to the hospital to identify his body…”
Key could feel his body slowly give out as he collapsed onto the floor. He couldn’t listen anymore, he didn’t even know if the person was still speaking.
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
woah woah
Key arrived at the hospital an hour later, after he had finally gotten out of his trance and made his way to the front desk. They informed him he’d have to go to the elevator and go to floor 0 the basement, where they keep the dead bodies. It only took a minute for the elevator to go down to the basement, and when the doors opened he expected to see dead bodies everywhere, but it was quite the opposite.
There was a long hallway with doors on each side, a nurse walking out and spotted him. “Can I help you?”
He stood there for a moment. Why was he here again? Oh right. “I’m here to identify the body for Kim Jonghyun,” he replied in a soft voice.
The woman nodded. “Follow me,” she insisted. The nurse walked into one of the rooms, a doctor was writing things down on a clipboard. “He’s here to see Kim Jonghyun.”
Nodding the doctor beckoned him to come forward; pulling one of the drawers they keep bodies open. There he was… Jonghyun. He could barely tell it was him with how badly his body was injured. But those eyes, those ears, that nose, even with bruises and cuts Key could tell it was Jonghyun.
Earlier when he received the news, he didn’t cry. There was a chance it wasn’t him, and that Jonghyun was out somewhere and couldn’t get a hold of him. But now, the tears were flowing down his face.
“It’s him,” Key sobbed.
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
For a while he acted like it was okay, like nothing happened. But it did happen and his dreams reminded him every night. Jonghyun’s face would smile at him and he felt loved again, but it disappeared when he woke up to an empty bed. He had given Roo to a friend, Key loved the dog but he just couldn’t take care of it anymore. He began drinking again, every night he would come home as drunk as he could possibly get before he passed out. Every night for a month the same thing happened every day.
“First Jinki, then Jonghyun, am I not allowed to love anyone?” Key yelled. No one was listening, no one cared.
Key dug through one of the drawers in his room pulling out a gun. Key had one of his assistants buy it months ago when a lot crime was going on in the apartment building. He had asked the question of whether he wanted to kill himself for a few days now; nothing was getting any better like he had hoped. Moving on and finding someone else wasn’t a choice anymore.
The gun pointed at his head he said his last words, “At least I can be with you now.”
The shot was loud and could be heard by everyone but the thud of his body falling to the ground was almost silent to the world. The red blood splattered the walls and was beginning to drench the floor. The memories of Kim Key already gone, they began fading a long time ago.
You could almost hear the sirens from the streets below, but just like with Jonghyun, they were too late.
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba da ba...
♣▬♣▬♣▬♣▬♣▬♣▬♣
Hello everyone! This is the first time in a long while I've posted a fic two nights in a row O-O (idk if I've ever posted two nights in a row???)
Apologies if the fic is really hard to understand or follow along with, this also hasn't been beta'd so there's probably tons of errors or things I've overlooked.
I know compared to Fences this is kind of a disappointment, especially the sex scene. I guess today wasn't my day TT-TT
*gets ready for jongkey fans to attack me for how angsty this fic is*