seouldout fic
seouldout fic dump for ~archiving purposes (also to make me feel productive. :\)
Title: the fine print.
Fandom and Pairing: SM/JYP/YG/etc.; gen.
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
The first thing you learn is this: if you think you can step closer, you probably can. You probably should.
If you think you can get away with holding each other’s gaze for just a second too long, take the calculated risk. If your hand can curl around his like it’s second nature, indulge yourself. Measure the distance between your mouths using eyelashes as units. Remember your limits and how close is too close. Bottom line? You’re not standing close enough unless you’re sharing air meant for only one.
The second thing you learn: you don’t mean any of this.
Title: Eloquence
Fandom and Pairing: DBSK; Yunho/Jaejoong.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Yunho tells the impoverished childhood story on Tuesdays and Fridays, the first girlfriend story on Thursdays. The trainee stories usually come on Mondays, and the debut stories during the weekends for a feel-good end to the week; Wednesdays, he gets a break from selling his life for fame. Whoever dictates what he says is a genius.
The stories Yunho doesn’t tell are the ones that would sell for more than he’s worth - the secret, sneaky ones that squeeze between the rigid lines on his script about Jaejoong, this is the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, and you’re still not stopping.
Title: but maybe
Fandom and Pairing: 2PM/SNSD; Jay/Jessica
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
1.
There’s no chance of love or affection, not here - Jaebum tries to remember this.
Jaebum plays off the CD thing so well that even their manager, originally skeptic, nods at him approvingly.
Still, there’s something about Jessica’s surprised laughter and raised eyebrows that he likes; he feels like saying that he wasn’t kidding, that he meant it all, that, yeah, maybe he was just trying to impress.
2.
Tiffany calls him Jay (not Jaebum, not oppa) offstage, curl of her fingers flirtatious (platonic), familiar around his wrist.
“This is your chance.” She nods at Jessica. “Just be yourself. Go.”
Title: When Your Hardest Times Are When You're Sober
Fandom and Pairing: DBSK; Jaejoong/Yunho
Rating: PG
Word Count: 197
Yunho, you curl fingers around Jaejoong’s wrist only when you’re drunk, only when you can feign ignorance to the aching in his eyes. You laugh and evade the quiet questions of what are you doing and the slightly more desperate do you mean this only when you’re drunk, only when you have the comfort of knowing that you can just pretend you won’t remember this in the morning.
Yunho, Yunho-yah, hyung - the thing you wanted the most in this world was to be on that stage, performing, but I’m guessing you don’t know, don’t you? You never figured it out, never noticed - Jaejoong’s wanted you almost as much, almost as long but this, this is something you wouldn’t know about, am I right? Too busy pulling the thick wool of tradition over your eyes and stopping your ears with wax that even Odysseus would’ve killed to have to notice; but then again, I can’t say I blame you.
Yunho, you only know how to be brave when you’re drunk. Yunho, you are always so scared, so determined to do what is expected of you, so righteous; Yunho, what do you think is the worst that could happen?
Title: the fine print.
Fandom and Pairing: SM/JYP/YG/etc.; gen.
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
The first thing you learn is this: if you think you can step closer, you probably can. You probably should.
If you think you can get away with holding each other’s gaze for just a second too long, take the calculated risk. If your hand can curl around his like it’s second nature, indulge yourself. Measure the distance between your mouths using eyelashes as units. Remember your limits and how close is too close. Bottom line? You’re not standing close enough unless you’re sharing air meant for only one.
The second thing you learn: you don’t mean any of this.
Title: Eloquence
Fandom and Pairing: DBSK; Yunho/Jaejoong.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Yunho tells the impoverished childhood story on Tuesdays and Fridays, the first girlfriend story on Thursdays. The trainee stories usually come on Mondays, and the debut stories during the weekends for a feel-good end to the week; Wednesdays, he gets a break from selling his life for fame. Whoever dictates what he says is a genius.
The stories Yunho doesn’t tell are the ones that would sell for more than he’s worth - the secret, sneaky ones that squeeze between the rigid lines on his script about Jaejoong, this is the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, and you’re still not stopping.
Title: but maybe
Fandom and Pairing: 2PM/SNSD; Jay/Jessica
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
1.
There’s no chance of love or affection, not here - Jaebum tries to remember this.
Jaebum plays off the CD thing so well that even their manager, originally skeptic, nods at him approvingly.
Still, there’s something about Jessica’s surprised laughter and raised eyebrows that he likes; he feels like saying that he wasn’t kidding, that he meant it all, that, yeah, maybe he was just trying to impress.
2.
Tiffany calls him Jay (not Jaebum, not oppa) offstage, curl of her fingers flirtatious (platonic), familiar around his wrist.
“This is your chance.” She nods at Jessica. “Just be yourself. Go.”
Title: When Your Hardest Times Are When You're Sober
Fandom and Pairing: DBSK; Jaejoong/Yunho
Rating: PG
Word Count: 197
Yunho, you curl fingers around Jaejoong’s wrist only when you’re drunk, only when you can feign ignorance to the aching in his eyes. You laugh and evade the quiet questions of what are you doing and the slightly more desperate do you mean this only when you’re drunk, only when you have the comfort of knowing that you can just pretend you won’t remember this in the morning.
Yunho, Yunho-yah, hyung - the thing you wanted the most in this world was to be on that stage, performing, but I’m guessing you don’t know, don’t you? You never figured it out, never noticed - Jaejoong’s wanted you almost as much, almost as long but this, this is something you wouldn’t know about, am I right? Too busy pulling the thick wool of tradition over your eyes and stopping your ears with wax that even Odysseus would’ve killed to have to notice; but then again, I can’t say I blame you.
Yunho, you only know how to be brave when you’re drunk. Yunho, you are always so scared, so determined to do what is expected of you, so righteous; Yunho, what do you think is the worst that could happen?