[Drabble] Practice 001
I needed practice, and my friend said MBLAQ - so, okay. Why not? ;;
Click only if you have spare time. D:
The first thing that overcame Joon’s mind was the scent.
Slowly, he nudged his head into the soft cotton and silk, caressing each of his limbs with great care. Sucking in a gratuitous breath, a pure air filled his lungs.
Again he turned, this time away from the comforting warmth in his blankets. A brightness lit his eyelids; with a great carefulness, his eyes opened into a squint.
A limp curtain rose, reaching to brush his cheek. It simply fell back, allowing the wind to pass instead - and another trial was repeated. Scrambling to his feet, he left the bed and pushed the curtain aside, choosing to peer out the window. With a simple lift the crack in the pane widened, allowing Joon to stick out his upper half, as if he was aiming to lunge out and to whatever was below.
And he would have.
Because down there, just down there, stood the one with the smile that even countered the sun.
The one with the laugh that lifted every less-than-fantastic mood.
The one with eyes that knew no end to emotion.
The one whose voice tugged at his heart strings.
The one whose modest presence had Joon mystified.
And with him just being there, right beneath the windowsill, whatever parts of Joon’s mind that had not abandoned him were…
Clean.
No worries, without clamor, shameless, and untainted; simple, honest, light, and carefree.
That’s all he was, and all Joon wanted to be.
Just a kiss of innocence…
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When the alarm broke the illusion, a tight groan was drawn from between his lips. A rubbed eye later, he sat up, legs folded, blinking with rapidity.
Here he was, scrunched in the dark corner of his room. Gradually he mapped out his escape route in his head, mentally dodging each and every pile of fan gifts, another discarded sweater and a few more strewn sweatpants; maybe even a dumbbell or two.
As he came to - and this doesn’t mean waking up; it means actually coming to - he wrinkled his nose in slight disgust. What a mess.
But even in this dirty, trashy, cluttered habitat of theirs -
It was home.
Because here they were.
Here he was.
And here was Joon, right beside him.
A/N: I wrote most of this when I was half-awake, so I didn't have the heart to erase any of it. ;____; Otherwise I'll never get anything done. Beta want, plz.