drabble dump #2
they're not exactly drabbles, just kind of...scenes? i just wrote them like a spur of the moment thing, and i want to try developing them into something more.
jonghyun/minho
125 words
g
jonghyun's been sitting on the curb for nearly three hours when minho turns the corner and spots him.
making eye contact for only a split second, he quickly gets up and starts to walk away when he feels a heavy hand on his shoulder, pulling him back into what would have been a hug had he not abruptly shoved the taller boy away.
'hyung--' minho begins, taken aback at the sudden violence.
'no,' jonghyun says in a voice that sounds far more hoarse, far more exhausted than it should. 'stop.'
with jerky movements he fixes his jacket and begins to run in the opposite direction, barely succeeding to resist the urge to turn and look back at the lone figure standing in the rain.
onew/taemin
242 words
pg-13
jinki wakes up with a fuzzy head and a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. he looks over and, sure enough, he's not alone in bed.
taemin opens his eyes and blinks sleepily at the older boy.
'good morning,' he mumbles, a slow smile spreading across his features as he rolls over, bare back now exposed for jinki to see.
jinki groans and runs a hand down his face.
taemin rolls back over and sits up, sheets falling from his thin body as jinki hastily backs into a corner of the bed and gathers the rest of the blankets to cover himself in a failed attempt at modesty.
'what's wrong, hyung?' taemin asks, forehead furrowing in concern.
'what's--what's wrong?' jinki splutters. 'i--we--' he buries his face into his pillow and screams.
taemin laughs, a low chuckle that sounds infinitely more foreboding than anything he's ever heard before.
'i don't think anything's wrong with this, hyung.'
jinki's head snaps up from the pillow. 'anything wrong? taemin, i feel like...' he desperately searches for the right word. 'like i corrupted you,' he finishes despondently.
taemin grins at him then, teeth flashing and a feral glint in his eyes as he crawls on all fours across the bed to come face-to-face with the leader.
'by all means, then, let me continue to roll around in your corruption,' the maknae whispers before pulling jinki's face to his in a bruising kiss.
jonghyun/minho
125 words
g
jonghyun's been sitting on the curb for nearly three hours when minho turns the corner and spots him.
making eye contact for only a split second, he quickly gets up and starts to walk away when he feels a heavy hand on his shoulder, pulling him back into what would have been a hug had he not abruptly shoved the taller boy away.
'hyung--' minho begins, taken aback at the sudden violence.
'no,' jonghyun says in a voice that sounds far more hoarse, far more exhausted than it should. 'stop.'
with jerky movements he fixes his jacket and begins to run in the opposite direction, barely succeeding to resist the urge to turn and look back at the lone figure standing in the rain.
onew/taemin
242 words
pg-13
jinki wakes up with a fuzzy head and a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. he looks over and, sure enough, he's not alone in bed.
taemin opens his eyes and blinks sleepily at the older boy.
'good morning,' he mumbles, a slow smile spreading across his features as he rolls over, bare back now exposed for jinki to see.
jinki groans and runs a hand down his face.
taemin rolls back over and sits up, sheets falling from his thin body as jinki hastily backs into a corner of the bed and gathers the rest of the blankets to cover himself in a failed attempt at modesty.
'what's wrong, hyung?' taemin asks, forehead furrowing in concern.
'what's--what's wrong?' jinki splutters. 'i--we--' he buries his face into his pillow and screams.
taemin laughs, a low chuckle that sounds infinitely more foreboding than anything he's ever heard before.
'i don't think anything's wrong with this, hyung.'
jinki's head snaps up from the pillow. 'anything wrong? taemin, i feel like...' he desperately searches for the right word. 'like i corrupted you,' he finishes despondently.
taemin grins at him then, teeth flashing and a feral glint in his eyes as he crawls on all fours across the bed to come face-to-face with the leader.
'by all means, then, let me continue to roll around in your corruption,' the maknae whispers before pulling jinki's face to his in a bruising kiss.