PinCops for Maia
Title: I could bleed for a smile
Pairing: Pin
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, smut, a bit of angst?
Summary: It was supposed to be an easy mission. It should have gone fine. Somehow, it didn't.
Notes: For maayacola, the sweetest sweetest thing ever, who's sick and needs cheering, so I cheer her with fic, because I can't adore her more than I do ♥ Beta by ryogrande
( Yes, the title is weird, but 'Walk away from the sun' was playing when I started posting. )
Pairing: Pin
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, smut, a bit of angst?
Summary: It was supposed to be an easy mission. It should have gone fine. Somehow, it didn't.
Notes: For maayacola, the sweetest sweetest thing ever, who's sick and needs cheering, so I cheer her with fic, because I can't adore her more than I do ♥ Beta by ryogrande
( Yes, the title is weird, but 'Walk away from the sun' was playing when I started posting. )
UNIFORMS. ALE YOU KNOW I LOVE UNIFORMS.
Holy shit I love the way you don't describe the event linearly, instead revealing it in glimpses until we get this:
but all Yamapi would be able to see later would be Jin lying motionless on the ground, blood oozing from his side and dampening his blue shirt.
And then I'm just all O.O and D: D: D: but in a good way cause i like feeling things.
Jin sighed and pulled Yamapi close again, only this time his hands cupped the man’s face instead of hugging him. “I’m fine. You can see it. You can touch me, make sure for yourself. I’m alive, it’s just a scratch, I’m not going to die. I would never leave you alone like that.”
Pin love!! PIN LOVE and also JIN reassuring YAMAPI OMG RARE.
He tried to convey everything into the kiss, fierce and urgent and demanding, and Jin laughed a little breathlessly against his lips as he pulled the man into the corridor by little tugs on his belt.
I love this line, Ale. It's gorgeous and tripping and fierce and flawless.
Yamapi smiled as an idea crossed his mind, and soon he was cuffing Jin’s wrists to the headboard. Jin pulled a little, giving his best friend a look between confused, shocked and amused.
“I already told you I wasn’t going to leave you. I’m not going anywhere.”
Yamapi kissed Jin’s brow and then nibbled a little on his nose, making him shake his head with a laugh. “I want to make sure.”
I GOT MY HANDCUFFS. I WANTED MY HANDCUFFSS AND I GOT THEM. MOTHERFUCKER. HANDCUFFS. And not just handcuffs, Ale. Fluff-motivated handcuffs. You're made of awesome.
“No.” Yamapi frowned stubbornly, though his cheeks were looking just as brightly red as Jin’s. “The only thing we need to talk about is that I owe you my life and I love you and if you ever give me a scare like this again I’ll shoot you myself.”
T______T :D :D :D
Aleeeeeeeeee I am intensely cheered up. :D :D :D
Te quiero mucho, amorcita. Me encanta tu fic-- i love all of it. The theme, the angst leading to desperate makeouts...I AM A BIG FAN. <3 YOUR BIG FAN. You're so talented and lovely.
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