Leash ∣ Prologue/?
Title: Leash
Pairing: ChangSoo
Rating: PG13-R
Genre: Romance
Warning: Sensual vs Sexual (I guess)
AN: Also posted here and special thanks to somewhereinmydelirium
Summary: The unavoidable seemed to have befall him. Finding himself wrapped around the pinky of a woman who had "clichely" waltzed into his introverted life, Shim Changmin goes day by day wondering how it all started, where it was going to lead, and how the consequences will play out.
"You're like a cat; an evil one." -S. Changmin
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I loved her. Somehow I did.
Somewhere along the lines of life, desperation, and absolute insanity, I fell for her forlorn smiles, charismatic laughter, deceiving eyes, and the words that rolled off her tongues.
She's like a cat; an evil one. Always prowling along with her seductive eyes glancing every now and then over her slim shoulders to give me that smoldering stare she knew would dissolve my walls and pull loose the last strings of sanity that desperately clung to my being when it came to her. She knew without a doubt that it would never fail - that I would never fail to unravel and weaken before her, and regrettably [for me], she found pleasure in tormenting my resolve over and over again until I am nothing but a mess of desperate pleas at her feet to stop. Even so, I, despite it all, kept letting her.
But again, like a cat, she was soft - purring at the compliments and coos sent her way, deceiving all eyes that beneath her warm smiles, there was this fierce and underlying conniving side that could slash through any heart like a blade fresh from a kiln.
That being said,
How did you do it?
Everything seemed to go unnoticed to everyone else, like nothing out of the ordinary was happening - like it was just me who has his world flip-flopped, twisted, scrambled, and then flipped upside-down again - which...now that I think about it, if everything was flipped upside-down twice, then that would make everything right-side up. That's probably why.C
"Changmin-ah, you love me, right?" She would ask, long body stretched along the leather couch, smooth legs crossed over each other as she looked at me over the armrest, waiting.
"Of course, why would you ask such a thing?" I'd reply, as nonchalantly as I could, smile set, words feeling bitter on my tongue as my hands busied themselves with the lunch in progress, not the smirk on her soft pink lips.
A shrug. "Just curious."
Liar.
We both knew that she was never one to be curious, just contemplative with everything she targeted in her slanted vision - curiosity was never a factor that could raise a question.
Interest, interesting, interested - she took interest in the subjects presented before her and like the cunning woman she is, dissects them with soft fingers as she caressed her victims into momentary Stockholm Syndrome with sweet words until they're left with nothing but their shell and submission.
Choi Sooyoung. That's her name - the identity of the woman who's playing with the leash in her hand. And I, Shim Changmin, happened to have the length looped in its hook around my neck.
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AN: I originally posted this on AsianFanics.com because I just didn't have the patience to deal with LiveJournal at the time and mine was just a mess of amateurness (it still kind of is). But now that I've gotten most of it a hold, cleaned it up a bit, I will post this story here as well as update it here. To be honest, I don't when my muse for this story will come back because it's been a long while since I uploaded "Leash" and haven't really touched it cause it always ends up being very...not good. I'm thinking about just taking it off or turn it into a prompt/drabble series, but for now, I'll just leave it here.
Read, tell me what you think, comments are loved and suggestion would be lovely :)
-mlgo
Pairing: ChangSoo
Rating: PG13-R
Genre: Romance
Warning: Sensual vs Sexual (I guess)
AN: Also posted here and special thanks to somewhereinmydelirium
Summary: The unavoidable seemed to have befall him. Finding himself wrapped around the pinky of a woman who had "clichely" waltzed into his introverted life, Shim Changmin goes day by day wondering how it all started, where it was going to lead, and how the consequences will play out.
"You're like a cat; an evil one." -S. Changmin
[]-[]-[]-[]-[]
I loved her. Somehow I did.
Somewhere along the lines of life, desperation, and absolute insanity, I fell for her forlorn smiles, charismatic laughter, deceiving eyes, and the words that rolled off her tongues.
She's like a cat; an evil one. Always prowling along with her seductive eyes glancing every now and then over her slim shoulders to give me that smoldering stare she knew would dissolve my walls and pull loose the last strings of sanity that desperately clung to my being when it came to her. She knew without a doubt that it would never fail - that I would never fail to unravel and weaken before her, and regrettably [for me], she found pleasure in tormenting my resolve over and over again until I am nothing but a mess of desperate pleas at her feet to stop. Even so, I, despite it all, kept letting her.
But again, like a cat, she was soft - purring at the compliments and coos sent her way, deceiving all eyes that beneath her warm smiles, there was this fierce and underlying conniving side that could slash through any heart like a blade fresh from a kiln.
That being said,
How did you do it?
Everything seemed to go unnoticed to everyone else, like nothing out of the ordinary was happening - like it was just me who has his world flip-flopped, twisted, scrambled, and then flipped upside-down again - which...now that I think about it, if everything was flipped upside-down twice, then that would make everything right-side up. That's probably why.C
"Changmin-ah, you love me, right?" She would ask, long body stretched along the leather couch, smooth legs crossed over each other as she looked at me over the armrest, waiting.
"Of course, why would you ask such a thing?" I'd reply, as nonchalantly as I could, smile set, words feeling bitter on my tongue as my hands busied themselves with the lunch in progress, not the smirk on her soft pink lips.
A shrug. "Just curious."
Liar.
We both knew that she was never one to be curious, just contemplative with everything she targeted in her slanted vision - curiosity was never a factor that could raise a question.
Interest, interesting, interested - she took interest in the subjects presented before her and like the cunning woman she is, dissects them with soft fingers as she caressed her victims into momentary Stockholm Syndrome with sweet words until they're left with nothing but their shell and submission.
Choi Sooyoung. That's her name - the identity of the woman who's playing with the leash in her hand. And I, Shim Changmin, happened to have the length looped in its hook around my neck.
[]-[]-[]-[]-[]
AN: I originally posted this on AsianFanics.com because I just didn't have the patience to deal with LiveJournal at the time and mine was just a mess of amateurness (it still kind of is). But now that I've gotten most of it a hold, cleaned it up a bit, I will post this story here as well as update it here. To be honest, I don't when my muse for this story will come back because it's been a long while since I uploaded "Leash" and haven't really touched it cause it always ends up being very...not good. I'm thinking about just taking it off or turn it into a prompt/drabble series, but for now, I'll just leave it here.
Read, tell me what you think, comments are loved and suggestion would be lovely :)
-mlgo