[drabble]
Yeah, so I have three fics I'm working on right now and I tried to write something for the ontae one I have, but instead I ended up with three paragraphs that don't fit into the fic anywhere.
Don't really want to make it into a whole 'nother fic, so I'll just post it now.
His favorite days are the rare occasions when they have nothing scheduled. He loves staying in bed until the sunlight creeps in and warms the room, sneaking in through the cracks in the blinds and making thin bands of light play across the white sheets and across both their skin.
“Hi,” he’ll say with a grin as he tiptoes his fingers across Taemin’s hips where the sunlight is striping across the sharply jutting bones. And Taemin will say hi back, and smile back. Taemin has many smiles; Onew thinks his favorite might be the mischievous one that spreads slowly, the one where Taemin bites his lower lip just the tiniest bit and slants his eyebrows up in an almost devious fashion.
And then when they’ve stayed in bed for much too long, when they’re both too sticky and sweaty to think of staying there for a minute longer, they'll climb out together and pull on just enough clothes to be able to make it the short distance down the hall to the bathroom without being caught and called out for indecency by their bandmates.
Don't really want to make it into a whole 'nother fic, so I'll just post it now.
His favorite days are the rare occasions when they have nothing scheduled. He loves staying in bed until the sunlight creeps in and warms the room, sneaking in through the cracks in the blinds and making thin bands of light play across the white sheets and across both their skin.
“Hi,” he’ll say with a grin as he tiptoes his fingers across Taemin’s hips where the sunlight is striping across the sharply jutting bones. And Taemin will say hi back, and smile back. Taemin has many smiles; Onew thinks his favorite might be the mischievous one that spreads slowly, the one where Taemin bites his lower lip just the tiniest bit and slants his eyebrows up in an almost devious fashion.
And then when they’ve stayed in bed for much too long, when they’re both too sticky and sweaty to think of staying there for a minute longer, they'll climb out together and pull on just enough clothes to be able to make it the short distance down the hall to the bathroom without being caught and called out for indecency by their bandmates.