Parabola curve clouds.
Jongho;fluff; pg
A/n: I needed to get this out of my system.
Disclaimer: I dont own them. ( goes to cry in a corner)
Jonghyun watched as the evening sun shone over Minho. The way it made shadows and silhouettes of his impeccable features as he laid on the grassy hill beside him. It was a perfect summer evening, the smell of the freshly watered grass wafted up with the cool breeze blowing on to them. Jonghyun saw how Minho's eyelashes moved along, and how his glorious mane of red hair shone in the light, he wanted to touch it, him, tell him the things he wanted to. He loved these random moments where they both ended up being alone and how the situations ended up being borderline romantic to really really cheesy ones.
"See that? That cloud looks like Taeminnie", Minho's comment woke him up from his reverie. Taeminnie my ass, everything looked like Taemin to him. Jonghyun sometimes wondered if Minho liked Taemin a little too much. He turned his head toward the sky, it was just a stupidly shaped cloud, what was he getting all descriptive about? He watched all the clouds move to one side in silence. The silence seemed comfortable until he saw a particular cloud that looked like Minho's mouth, well his lips. It was hilariously similar to his double-parabola-over-a-straight-line-lips. He giggled slightly to himself looking at Minho again.
"What?", Minho turned to look at him. Jonghyun cackled again and looked up at the sky and back at Minho's face. The resemblance was really funny yet endearing somehow.
"What is it hyung?", he repeated when Jonghyun pointed to the sky.
"Do you see that cloud? That looks like you"
"What do you mean looks like me? That's such a weird looking cloud, its just two curves over a line."
"Exactly!" Jonghyun exclaimed. Minho's eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he turned back to figure out what his hyung meant.
"Lips", Jonghyun nearly whispered.
"What?"
"Your lips. They look like your lips". Minho was surprised. He touched his lips gingerly. "My lips? They do not."
"Yes they do.", Jonghyun repeated as he felt Minho shake his head side to side. Minho lifted himself on his elbows and looked at the sky and back to Jonghyun.
"How do you know how my lips look like anyway? Do you like them? Do you want to kiss them or something?", he started off when Jonghyun jerked suddenly shocked, and started rolling down the hill.
"Where are you going, yah!", Minho rolled down along and landed exactly over him. There was just an iota of distance between them. Jonghyun could feel Minho's shaky breath over his lips. Minho licked his lips as he looked into the older one's eyes.
"So you do.", Minho watched Jonghyun bite his lower lip, as he scaled down the distance between them and touched Jonghyun's lips with his. Minho lifted his head to look at Jonghyun and smiled. "Yes I do Minho", he said as he pulled him back for another kiss.
Of course he did, even if he did not have a cupids bow, even if his lips were chapped every season of the year. His were the only lips he wanted to kiss.
A/n: I needed to get this out of my system.
Disclaimer: I dont own them. ( goes to cry in a corner)
Jonghyun watched as the evening sun shone over Minho. The way it made shadows and silhouettes of his impeccable features as he laid on the grassy hill beside him. It was a perfect summer evening, the smell of the freshly watered grass wafted up with the cool breeze blowing on to them. Jonghyun saw how Minho's eyelashes moved along, and how his glorious mane of red hair shone in the light, he wanted to touch it, him, tell him the things he wanted to. He loved these random moments where they both ended up being alone and how the situations ended up being borderline romantic to really really cheesy ones.
"See that? That cloud looks like Taeminnie", Minho's comment woke him up from his reverie. Taeminnie my ass, everything looked like Taemin to him. Jonghyun sometimes wondered if Minho liked Taemin a little too much. He turned his head toward the sky, it was just a stupidly shaped cloud, what was he getting all descriptive about? He watched all the clouds move to one side in silence. The silence seemed comfortable until he saw a particular cloud that looked like Minho's mouth, well his lips. It was hilariously similar to his double-parabola-over-a-straight-line-lips. He giggled slightly to himself looking at Minho again.
"What?", Minho turned to look at him. Jonghyun cackled again and looked up at the sky and back at Minho's face. The resemblance was really funny yet endearing somehow.
"What is it hyung?", he repeated when Jonghyun pointed to the sky.
"Do you see that cloud? That looks like you"
"What do you mean looks like me? That's such a weird looking cloud, its just two curves over a line."
"Exactly!" Jonghyun exclaimed. Minho's eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he turned back to figure out what his hyung meant.
"Lips", Jonghyun nearly whispered.
"What?"
"Your lips. They look like your lips". Minho was surprised. He touched his lips gingerly. "My lips? They do not."
"Yes they do.", Jonghyun repeated as he felt Minho shake his head side to side. Minho lifted himself on his elbows and looked at the sky and back to Jonghyun.
"How do you know how my lips look like anyway? Do you like them? Do you want to kiss them or something?", he started off when Jonghyun jerked suddenly shocked, and started rolling down the hill.
"Where are you going, yah!", Minho rolled down along and landed exactly over him. There was just an iota of distance between them. Jonghyun could feel Minho's shaky breath over his lips. Minho licked his lips as he looked into the older one's eyes.
"So you do.", Minho watched Jonghyun bite his lower lip, as he scaled down the distance between them and touched Jonghyun's lips with his. Minho lifted his head to look at Jonghyun and smiled. "Yes I do Minho", he said as he pulled him back for another kiss.
Of course he did, even if he did not have a cupids bow, even if his lips were chapped every season of the year. His were the only lips he wanted to kiss.