en passant [SHINee/DBSK; key x yunho; pg; one-shot]
en passant
yumeyana
SHINee / DBSK | key x yunho
pg-13 / humor and a little innuendo
you think so, hyung, you ask and you want to hit yourself because you sound like a freaking teenage girl but you can't help it. key knows he's supposed to be feeling like the luckiest person alive because he's dancing with the xiah junsu. but with his thoughts somewhere else, that is the last thing on his mind.
[crossposted at shinee_replay, hug______, dongbangshinee.]
author's notes: i haven't written in a while mainly because my life has been way too demanding lately for me to stop and write something. anyway, this suddenly popped up in my head while looking at the mirotic tour pictures. there was a rumor some time back that key had this big crush on yunho and this just came alive with that in mind. i hope you like it! :D
dedication: to keight_michelle for being my fellow yukey shipper. xD
disclaimers: none of the SHINee and dong bang shin ki boys are mine.
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en passant (+)
now my heart starts beating triple time
with thoughts of loving you on my mind //
i get so weak in the knees i can hardly speak
i lose all control
it's something comes over me
weak, freestyle
you walk up to the stage-strut is more like it, actually-towards him. he's there, wearing that impossibly tight white top and pants-both of which make the curves of his body more visible than it should be. he's different up there, up the stage where all the lights are on him and every person in the crowd below you wants a piece of him. it makes him hot and desirable and you should be feeling like the luckiest person alive because you will get to share the stage with him-the members are dying to kill you for this spot, that you know-but you feel none of that.
(it's not him, you think.)
instead, you do what you're supposed to do-rap, seduce the audience, and let him use that charisma on you, too. the crowd goes wild and you indulge them more-so does he, you think-as he positions himself right behind you (too close, too close) and you can just feel him there. the fans will surely think more of this and it will drive everyone to edge of insanity. it's all good, you think.
let them drown in their own illusions. (it should've been someone else.)
he claps your back when you reach the backstage, grinning widely. he is satisfied, you can tell; his happiness is infectious and you find yourself smiling, too. the production staff pats the two of you-great job; that was really hot, junsu-ssi; you gave the audience a wonderful show, too, key-ssi.-and you both bow and thank them for their praises. it makes your heart soar because this is the kind of thing an artist experiences when he's been in the industry for at least a year; but you haven't been around that long and yet they treat you as if you had. it's exhilirating, you think, and this could probably be the best night of your-
great job, key.
his low voice takes you by surprise. you gulp (when did junsu disappear from your side, you wonder); he's right there, standing next to you. he's smiling at you and you can't help but smile back. you think so, hyung, you ask and you want to hit yourself because you sound like a freaking teenage girl but you can't help it. with him-he puts an arm around you and brings you closer to him-you just can't. it makes your heart beat faster and your knees go weak and hell, you sound like a fucking chick flick, but god he makes it all legal and right. yes, key. you were great up there. he leans closer and his lips are so near you just want to grab him and-
it was a really hot performance, kibum.
you feel like flat-lining. seriously.
he's still smiling at you but it's different now; it's almost as if he's deliberately seducing you-as if he knows what he does to you. a sound escapes your lips and you want to curse yourself for it because now, he's grinning like dong bang shin ki's just won all the daesang in the country. yunho hyung, you start but he cuts you off-later, kibum, he says-and before it makes sense to you, he disappears just as fast as he's appeared, only to be replaced by your fellow members. they hug you and congratulate you but it all seems so empty right now. you crane your neck as minho pulls you in a tight hug, eyes searching for his profile among the number of people scattered around the backstage. where are you, you ask inwardly; where are you, you almost shout. and just when you're about to give up, you see him.
he's looking at you.
hyung, you almost call but then your voice is stuck somewhere down your throat. he chuckles and you want to hit minho because he's still holding you-dammit, why does minho pick the lousiest of times to become clingy-but that look on your sunbae's eyes render you immobile. he's reigned in those chuckles and now he's looking at you again and you feel like melting into a puddle of goo.
and then he winks at you.
your eyes grow wide. later, kibum, he mouths before blowing a fly-away kiss. you gulp down hard and push minho away. the members call out your name, concerned at how you've been acting, but you wave them off. you need some alone time, you think. time to engrave that thing that just happen before it fades away into memory (you doubt it, though). because later, you think, later will be a whole new event in your life.
later.
xxx
090223 | 1937H
779 words
yumeyana
SHINee / DBSK | key x yunho
pg-13 / humor and a little innuendo
you think so, hyung, you ask and you want to hit yourself because you sound like a freaking teenage girl but you can't help it. key knows he's supposed to be feeling like the luckiest person alive because he's dancing with the xiah junsu. but with his thoughts somewhere else, that is the last thing on his mind.
[crossposted at shinee_replay, hug______, dongbangshinee.]
author's notes: i haven't written in a while mainly because my life has been way too demanding lately for me to stop and write something. anyway, this suddenly popped up in my head while looking at the mirotic tour pictures. there was a rumor some time back that key had this big crush on yunho and this just came alive with that in mind. i hope you like it! :D
dedication: to keight_michelle for being my fellow yukey shipper. xD
disclaimers: none of the SHINee and dong bang shin ki boys are mine.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
en passant (+)
now my heart starts beating triple time
with thoughts of loving you on my mind //
i get so weak in the knees i can hardly speak
i lose all control
it's something comes over me
weak, freestyle
you walk up to the stage-strut is more like it, actually-towards him. he's there, wearing that impossibly tight white top and pants-both of which make the curves of his body more visible than it should be. he's different up there, up the stage where all the lights are on him and every person in the crowd below you wants a piece of him. it makes him hot and desirable and you should be feeling like the luckiest person alive because you will get to share the stage with him-the members are dying to kill you for this spot, that you know-but you feel none of that.
(it's not him, you think.)
instead, you do what you're supposed to do-rap, seduce the audience, and let him use that charisma on you, too. the crowd goes wild and you indulge them more-so does he, you think-as he positions himself right behind you (too close, too close) and you can just feel him there. the fans will surely think more of this and it will drive everyone to edge of insanity. it's all good, you think.
let them drown in their own illusions. (it should've been someone else.)
he claps your back when you reach the backstage, grinning widely. he is satisfied, you can tell; his happiness is infectious and you find yourself smiling, too. the production staff pats the two of you-great job; that was really hot, junsu-ssi; you gave the audience a wonderful show, too, key-ssi.-and you both bow and thank them for their praises. it makes your heart soar because this is the kind of thing an artist experiences when he's been in the industry for at least a year; but you haven't been around that long and yet they treat you as if you had. it's exhilirating, you think, and this could probably be the best night of your-
great job, key.
his low voice takes you by surprise. you gulp (when did junsu disappear from your side, you wonder); he's right there, standing next to you. he's smiling at you and you can't help but smile back. you think so, hyung, you ask and you want to hit yourself because you sound like a freaking teenage girl but you can't help it. with him-he puts an arm around you and brings you closer to him-you just can't. it makes your heart beat faster and your knees go weak and hell, you sound like a fucking chick flick, but god he makes it all legal and right. yes, key. you were great up there. he leans closer and his lips are so near you just want to grab him and-
it was a really hot performance, kibum.
you feel like flat-lining. seriously.
he's still smiling at you but it's different now; it's almost as if he's deliberately seducing you-as if he knows what he does to you. a sound escapes your lips and you want to curse yourself for it because now, he's grinning like dong bang shin ki's just won all the daesang in the country. yunho hyung, you start but he cuts you off-later, kibum, he says-and before it makes sense to you, he disappears just as fast as he's appeared, only to be replaced by your fellow members. they hug you and congratulate you but it all seems so empty right now. you crane your neck as minho pulls you in a tight hug, eyes searching for his profile among the number of people scattered around the backstage. where are you, you ask inwardly; where are you, you almost shout. and just when you're about to give up, you see him.
he's looking at you.
hyung, you almost call but then your voice is stuck somewhere down your throat. he chuckles and you want to hit minho because he's still holding you-dammit, why does minho pick the lousiest of times to become clingy-but that look on your sunbae's eyes render you immobile. he's reigned in those chuckles and now he's looking at you again and you feel like melting into a puddle of goo.
and then he winks at you.
your eyes grow wide. later, kibum, he mouths before blowing a fly-away kiss. you gulp down hard and push minho away. the members call out your name, concerned at how you've been acting, but you wave them off. you need some alone time, you think. time to engrave that thing that just happen before it fades away into memory (you doubt it, though). because later, you think, later will be a whole new event in your life.
later.
xxx
090223 | 1937H
779 words