Kidnapping time (longer version) - jongyu [1/1]
kidnapping time | Jongyu | nc-17 | 2400+
fluff | unbeta-ed
note: The weather is still great, it's getting hotter and hotter and allergies are not that bad anymore. I kind of wanted to write my drabble kidnapping time longer, so I wrote it longer. I wrote this pretty fast so I hope there are not too many mistakes and so on -.-. the drabble is pretty much the ending btw. (so you don't have to read it)
credits to M. (a friend)
Jinki loves it, he really does. He loves the fans and the love and the spotlights and the fame. He loves being on shows and having a packed schedule and practicing and singing. He loves living together with the others, the feeling of being needed and the feeling of having achieved something that only a few people his age can achieve. He loves being an idol.
But at the same time he is just so extremely tired of everything, he really is. The responsibilities, the screams, the exhaustion, the constant repetition of each song they perform make him so extremely tired. Sometimes he wishes to just walk around the street without having each person recognize him as a celebrity, or he wishes to have just some days off to do whatever he wants to do, because even if SHINee is not promoting they are always working, practising, recording. He wishes to visit his parents once a week, or even once a month, he just wants to see them more often and he wishes to let his voice rest enough that the pain that has become something accustomed subsides. He wishes to sleep more than five hours each day. He wishes to finally have a conversation with his band mates, because they are always too fucking tired to do so.
Jinki sighs as he lies in his bed, wide awake, his eyes hurting and his body aching, but unable to fall asleep. He tried everything from counting sheep to drinking hot milk but still his mind refuses to wander over to dreamland even if Jinki desperately wishes it to do so. He shifts and sighs again and then he loses him self in thoughts and plays the “what if” and “could be” game. Lost in his game he doesn’t notice the door opening and the soft sound of someone walking towards his bed and only when he feels hot breath against his ear his eyes snap open.
“Jinki are you awake?”
Jinki turns around and smiles up at Jonghyun. The other grins and climbs into Jinki’s bed, covering himself with the blanket he bought with him.
“I figured you would not be sleeping so I came to visit you.” He says in a whisper. Jinki chuckles, though he is not really amused. He is surprised.
“Why did you think I wouldn’t be sleeping?” he asks, his head slightly tilted to the side.
“You looked troubled.”
Jinki doesn’t answer; he just looks up at the wall and then closes his eyes. Jonghyun shifts closer, fidgeting with his blanket.
“If you need someone to talk to, I’ll gladly listen.” He mumbles and Jinki smiles preparing to decline this offer as he turns his head towards Jonghyun, but his words get stuck in his throat when he sees Jonghyun’s desperate, almost pleading eyes. Jinki sighs again and lowers his head, scratching his neck and then he looks up again.
“I’m just kind of tired.” He finally says, not daring to look the younger in the eyes. Jonghyun nods and then smiles.
“We all are.”
“I know, but you know sometimes I just want to be. To be… free?” Jinki is uncertain and he kind of stumbles over his words as he tries his best to voice out what he exactly feels, tries to make the other understand. Jonghyun looks at him for a long time until his lips strecht into a face splitting grin and he grabs Jinki’s hand and stands up.
“Then why don’t we run away?”
***
At first Jinki protested, or tried to but when Jonghyun wants to do something he always does it no matter what and soon Jinki is sitting in Jonghyun’s VW Beetle cabrio, fully dressed and nervous as hell.
Now they are on the high way, in the middle of the night and Jonghyun is humming and Jinki is nearly shitting his pant because seriously, what they are doing is like really, really stupid and reckless and definitely not something Jinki as a leader should do. But there is Jonghyun, grinning and humming happily and that somehow eases Jinki’s heart and he himself can smile and think; maybe, just maybe he can allow himself to be reckless sometimes.
Jonghyun drives fast and the music is playing loudly and Jinki is happy that it is warm, because it all feels so much better when the wind is hitting your face because you can put the car’s roof away. The roads are empty, luckily, because if they weren’t Jinki wouldn’t be able to lose himself in the beautiful lights.
“Where are we going?” he finally asks and Jonghyun just shrugs.
“Away.”
Jinki laughs.
***
Some time they have to stop by a motel, because even of they couldn’t sleep all night they are tired as fuck and Jinki is sure that he will be able to sleep like a stone as soon as his body will hit the mattress. They make sure that no one recognizes them until they reach their room and Jinki grins at Jonghyun as he takes his hat off and unwraps the scarf that is definitely too hot. It is summer after all.
Jonghyun smiles back and in a few seconds, even though Jinki really just wanted to sleep he finds himself pressed against the door Jonghyun’s wonderfully soft lips against his. He whimpers and responds and thinks ‘this is it’ as fingers press into his sides and his shirt slides up. He runs his hands though Jonghyun’s soft locks and kisses the other harder, drowning in his taste as he turns them around and presses the smaller man into the door. Jinki’s heart flutters and his head spins and he doesn’t really notice anything until they are on one of the small beds, Jonghyun all flustered and deliciously looking, spreading his tights and mewling like he fucking needs Jinki. And when Jinki thrusts into Jonghyun, the smaller boy grunts and Jinki sees stars and he thinks: “yes this it”. He feels as if he has wings and as if they finally spread and make him fly, high above the sky and Jinki forgets himself in that moment, forgets everything except Jonghyun and how he feels and how he smiles and how he sounds and relishes in the feeling of freedom.
When they come down from their high, sweating and panting Jonghyun snuggles close to Jinki, his head leaning on the elder’s chest.
“I’ve always wanted to do this.” He says and Jinki smiles, kissing Jonghyun’s forehead. And then they fall asleep.
***
They wake up because someone is knocking on the door and Jinki nearly jumps put of his skin when he hears his manager’s screams. Jonghyun stares at him wide-eyed and Jinki doesn’t know what to do. He tries to be as quiet as quiet at possible as he puts his clothes on and Jonghyun does so too and when they are both dressed he looks at Jonghyun and mouths: “What should we do?”
Jonghyun just shrugs, looks around and then suddenly grins. It’s the grin Jinki knows from around fifteen hours ago when Jonghyun asked him to run away together and Jinki grins too when Jonghyun looks through the window of their room and then opens it.
“Let’s run away.” He whispers.
***
Jonghyun and Jinki are both laughing until their stomachs hurt when they arrive at a gas station nearby. They are out of breath because they had to run and Jonghyun is kind of frustrated because they left his car behind, but at the moment it doesn’t really matter. Jonghyun tells Jinki to wait at the register of the supermarket linked to the gas station and then disappears between the shelves. Jinki can sometimes see his brown head and he thinks it looks kind of cute, he doesn’t know why. Jonghyun returns with two bottles of soju, chips, chocolate, noodle soup and orange juice and Jinki just shakes his head, but doesn’t say anything. But when Jonghyun orders cigarettes (blue gauloise) Jinki’s eyes widen and he tries to protest (he really does) but Jonghyun gives him ‘the look’ and then he shuts up.
When they sit outside on a small hill next to the gas station Jonghyun takes the cigarettes out and grins.
“What are planning to do?”
“Smoke?”
Jinki sighs and rubs his temples.
“You know that smoking is bad for your throat and for your voice right?” he says, frowning at Jonghyun. The lead singer just shrugs and sticks a cigarette into his mouth.
“I just want to try it.” He says, lighting the cigarette with the green paris lighter the DBSK hyungs bought them when they were there. Jonghyun inhales and Jinki holds his breath and suddenly the younger’s eyes widen and he coughs, fume leaving his mouth and tears run down his face as he holds his hands against his chest. As much as Jinki would like to look worried or be worried, he just can’t because Jonghyun looks ridiculous like that and it’s his own fault anyway and Jinki starts laughing hard and loud and his face flushes as Jonghyun tries to glare at him, but looks more like a kicked puppy. Jinki can’t stop himself and laughs more, he really can’t stop even if Jonghyun smacks him and pouts, face bright red. When Jinki finally calms down Jonghyun is turning his back to him. Jinki sighs and wraps his arms around the smaller boy’s body.
“I’m sorry.” He whispers into his ear, grinning when he sees the goose bumps on Jonghyun’s neck. “You just kind of looked really cute.”
Jonghyun turns around then, eyes wide and he looks scandalized.
“I am not cute!!”
Jinki laughs even more at that.
***
When its night and they already finished eating all the unhealthy food and drank both soju bottles and made out a lot and laughed and cuddled, Jinki finally asks: “What are we gonna do now?”
Jonghyun looks up from where he was leaning against Jinki’s chest. Jinki let’s his thumb stroke over the other’s soft cheeks and Jonghyun leans into the touch, humming and closing his eyes. He kisses all of Jinki’s fingertips before opening his eyes again and this time there is some dangerous glint to them that makes Jinki gulp.
“We kind of need a car.”
“What the fuck am I doing?” is what Jinki thinks to himself when he hides behind a bush by the gas station, Jonghyun next to him.
“This one?” Jonghyun says and points at an old cabrio Ente in red standing on the gas station’s parking place. Jinki gulps, but nods. The car is kind of nice. Jonghyun grins and soon they are running towards the cabrio, Jinki following Jonghyun as he curses under his breath. Jonghyun jumps into the driver’s seat and starts fumbling around below the steering wheel.
“How do you know how that works?”
“I don’t, I just saw some guys doing that in movies and did some research in the net.” Jinki mentally slaps himself and Jonghyun for being so stupid, because he thinks this will never work. He shifts from one leg to the other, nervously looking around if anyone is coming. He turns to Jonghyun and then back to the gas station and then his eyes widen when he sees an old fat man (slowly) running towards them.
“Fuck, Jonghyun fuck! Hurry up!” Jinki screams and when he hears the motor’s soft hum a few seconds later and squeals in delight and jumps into the front seat. Jonghyun is fast to pull out of the parking place and when they pass the car’s furious owner Jinki shouts an apology, though it doesn’t sound really apologetic because he is laughing.
***
A few hours later Jinki wakes up. He is kind of disorientated because he didn’t even notice that he had fallen asleep but when he sees Jonghyun next to him, calmly focusing on the street all the disorientation is washed away. It is bright again, the sunrays warm and soothing on his skin and when he looks around he sees nothing but the street, cliffs to the left and the ocean to the right.
“Where are we?” he asks, rubbing his eyes and Jonghyun sends him a quick glance, smiling.
“I don’t know but it’s kind of beautiful isn’t it?”
Jinki nods and he knows that Jonghyun probably can’t see it but that doesn’t matter and then he stands up (or tries to) and lifts his head into the sky.
The wind feels good. It is fresh and slightly cold, but Jinki feels as he can breathe again. He closes his eyes and feels, he feels the air hitting his face and making his hair flutter in all directions. He listens and he hears nothing except the rushing of the ocean, the car’s soft hum and Jonghyun’s beautiful, clear voice.
He has turned on the radio and signs along with the song and Jinki joins him, stretching his arms in the air, his shirt’s sleeves fluttering in the wind and Jonghyun taps the beat on the steering wheel. Jinki doesn’t know the song, but he just sings along with his horrible mumbled English. It must sound strange, the both of them with their accent and random words thrown into the song but for Jinki it’s imperfectly perfect, beautiful and he laughs out loud. Jonghyun glances at him and grins, his eyes sparkle and his hair is a brown mess on top of is head and Jinki thinks he could continue staring at him for the rest of his life, that he could drown in those brown orbs, in this voice.
Jinki grins back, his eyes forming into half moons and he runs a hand through his hair, the other leaning on the cabrio’s door. Jonghyun fixes his gaze back on the road, but reaches a hand out to touch Jinki’s calf and the elder intertwines their fingers, the smoothness of Jonghyun’s skin making butterflies flutter in his stomach.
And this is a moment Jinki wants to never end, he wants it to last forever, so that he can always feel this happiness, the freedom, the butterflies. He wants Jonghyun to be there with him forever, he wants to feel his hands in his forever and to hear his voice forever. He wants the wind to never stop hitting his face and the ocean to never stop rushing like that. He wants it to be the two of them in this car, on this road, alone with the radio on. And sometimes he wishes he could kidnap time.
*
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