Thunderstorm
Title: Thunderstorm
Author: Geojitmal
Rating: PG-13 maybe
Word count: 1,192
Pairings: GTOP
Genre: Fluffish.
Summary: GD is scared and all alone.
Diclaimer: All mine. Not.
A/N: I'm not too sure about this one. Started it a few days ago, when we had a huge thunderstorm here, and just finished it now, at 1am. I hope that explains things. XD I will continue "Contract" sometime hopefully soon. Finals are finally over, so I hope I can write more. ^^
You're waking up to a massive thunder, causing you to sit up straight in bed, eyes open wide. You've always been scared of thunders. When you were a kid you hid under your bed whenever there was a thunderstorm and not even your mom, offering to make your favourite cookies, could convince you to come out before everything was over.
Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes tight and let yourself fall back into the soft sheets of your bed, rolling over to snuggle into your lover, who always protects you whenever there's a thunderstorm.
Only that there is no lover to snuggle into. Cautiously you open your eyes again, this time taking in your surroundings. It dawns on you. You're not at home with your lover, you're in your hotel room, somewhere in Europe. Alone.
You wince as another thunder erups and curse yourself for insisting on taking the trip alone. He offered to take a break from filming, but you stubbornly insisted on going alone to "relax and get a clear head".
Checking the clock, which reads 5am, you carefully get up, intending to go to the bathroom. However, when you're halfway through the spacious room, another thunder, the loudest so far, erups. You let out a rather un-manly squeak and run back to your bed, pulling the sheets up to your nose, shivering.
Blindly reaching over to the nightstand, you grab your phone and dial the one number you know by heart. Right now you don't care how much phone calls from Europe cost, you just need to talk to him.
You listen to the dull beeping sound, indicating that the other's phone rings, for several long moments, about to hang up, disappointed. Suddenly you hear a click and the beeping stops. A moment later you can hear someone panting on the other side of the line.
"Hello?" you ask, apprehensive.
"He-Hello." comes the reply.
"Uhm...you okay?"
"Sure...sure." he pants. "Just had to run right now. Am fine."
"Ahum." you hum, unsure what to think. Then you hear a female voice in the background.
"Who's with you?" you inquire.
"No one," he answers "I'm....in mall, that was just some passer-by."
"Right."
"Anyway, why did you call, baby?"
"I just wanted to hear your voice, and see how you're doing, because..." you trail off. You can sense that he doesn't really listen to what you have to say, he obviously put his hand on the speaker and you can hear the muted sounds of him talking to someone.
"Sorry, what did you say?" he asks, apparently finally noticing your lack of talking.
"Just forget it." You say, disconnecting the call and throwing your phone to the floor, enraged.
You're gone for a few days and your lover hooks up with some chick, while so obviously lying to you. He must be thinking you're too stupid to notice.
The menacing thunder, forgotten until now, rumbles again and you pull the blanket over your head, tears in your eyes. All you want right now is going home, having Youngbae hug you and tell you that everything will be alright, that your lover didn't cheat on you with a woman.
You briefly think about calling YB, but then you decide against it.
Your tears silently wet your cushion.
Just a few moments later, you were just drifting off to sleep, someone knocks onto your door. Briefly wondering who would knock onto your hotel room door this early, you remove the blanket from over your head and shout "Who's there?"
Instead of an answer, you just get another knock.
This time you get up, wandering to the door to have a look through the peephole. And for a moment your heart stops, before you yank the door open to stare at the person in front of you.
"What are you doing here?" you ask in total disbelief.
"Well, I'm happy to see you too." your lover smirks before he puts his arms around you and leans in to kiss you. You, however, push him away.
"Wait!"
"What's up? Not happy to see me?"
"Of course I am...maybe...I don't know. Just...come in first, okay?" you step back and let him into your room, closing the door after him, taking a deep breath before turning around to face him.
He already sits on your bed, giving you a small, insecure smile.
"So...what's with you?" he asks "And why did you just hang up earlier?"
"Who were you with? Who were you talking to while I was on the phone, being ignored by you, talking to some chick, even though you had me on the line? And why the hell were you panting like that? Did I interrupt something? Well, in this case I'm sorry. If I had known that my boyfriend was fucking some chick as soon as I was gone for a week, I sure as hell wouldn't have ca..."
He stood up from the bed and with two long strides we was standing in front of you, kissing you and effectively stopping your rant. You try to pull away, annoyed, but his hold on you is too strong.
When he pulls away, you immediately want to continue your rant, but he just puts his finger on your mouth.
"Will you listen to me for just a sec?"
Not answering, you just stare at him expectantly.
"Okay, well...I panted because I had to run to grab a taxi at the airport, the person I was with and talked to was obviously the taxi driver and I had to give her instructions, so I'm sorry I couldn't listen to you for a moment. And I came to see you because I missed you. Like crazy. I know you wanted to be alone and I promise I'll get my own room and all, I just needed to see you. So here I am, not fucking some stranger but flying all around the world to see my boyfriend."
You still stare at him. Kinda makes sense, now that you think about it. You feel bad now. Your boyfriend, who's supposed to be in Seoul, is standing in your hotel room on the other end of the world, and all you worry about is who he was with...only a few minutes ago.
"I'm sorry." you whisper, finding the floor extremely interesting.
He lifts your head and forces you to look at him. When you do, you see the biggest (and most adorable) smile on his face.
"S'okay" he says before kissing you again, this time more gentle, yet with more passion. Still kissing, the two of you walk over to your bed, falling onto it.
Slowly, you undress each other and slip under the blankets to go to sleep once again. You place your head on his chest and caress his belly.
"Seunghyun?"
"Hmhm?"
"I'm really happy you're here. Thank you."
"My pleasure, babe. I really missed you. And I went insane, worrying about you. I think I drove YB and the magnaes nuts." he chuckles.
You smile, finally able to fully snuggle into your lover, to let him protect you.
The sun now shines through the curtains.
Comments, criticism and suggestions are welcome. =)
Feel free to join the (new) community~ 8D
Author: Geojitmal
Rating: PG-13 maybe
Word count: 1,192
Pairings: GTOP
Genre: Fluffish.
Summary: GD is scared and all alone.
Diclaimer: All mine. Not.
A/N: I'm not too sure about this one. Started it a few days ago, when we had a huge thunderstorm here, and just finished it now, at 1am. I hope that explains things. XD I will continue "Contract" sometime hopefully soon. Finals are finally over, so I hope I can write more. ^^
You're waking up to a massive thunder, causing you to sit up straight in bed, eyes open wide. You've always been scared of thunders. When you were a kid you hid under your bed whenever there was a thunderstorm and not even your mom, offering to make your favourite cookies, could convince you to come out before everything was over.
Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes tight and let yourself fall back into the soft sheets of your bed, rolling over to snuggle into your lover, who always protects you whenever there's a thunderstorm.
Only that there is no lover to snuggle into. Cautiously you open your eyes again, this time taking in your surroundings. It dawns on you. You're not at home with your lover, you're in your hotel room, somewhere in Europe. Alone.
You wince as another thunder erups and curse yourself for insisting on taking the trip alone. He offered to take a break from filming, but you stubbornly insisted on going alone to "relax and get a clear head".
Checking the clock, which reads 5am, you carefully get up, intending to go to the bathroom. However, when you're halfway through the spacious room, another thunder, the loudest so far, erups. You let out a rather un-manly squeak and run back to your bed, pulling the sheets up to your nose, shivering.
Blindly reaching over to the nightstand, you grab your phone and dial the one number you know by heart. Right now you don't care how much phone calls from Europe cost, you just need to talk to him.
You listen to the dull beeping sound, indicating that the other's phone rings, for several long moments, about to hang up, disappointed. Suddenly you hear a click and the beeping stops. A moment later you can hear someone panting on the other side of the line.
"Hello?" you ask, apprehensive.
"He-Hello." comes the reply.
"Uhm...you okay?"
"Sure...sure." he pants. "Just had to run right now. Am fine."
"Ahum." you hum, unsure what to think. Then you hear a female voice in the background.
"Who's with you?" you inquire.
"No one," he answers "I'm....in mall, that was just some passer-by."
"Right."
"Anyway, why did you call, baby?"
"I just wanted to hear your voice, and see how you're doing, because..." you trail off. You can sense that he doesn't really listen to what you have to say, he obviously put his hand on the speaker and you can hear the muted sounds of him talking to someone.
"Sorry, what did you say?" he asks, apparently finally noticing your lack of talking.
"Just forget it." You say, disconnecting the call and throwing your phone to the floor, enraged.
You're gone for a few days and your lover hooks up with some chick, while so obviously lying to you. He must be thinking you're too stupid to notice.
The menacing thunder, forgotten until now, rumbles again and you pull the blanket over your head, tears in your eyes. All you want right now is going home, having Youngbae hug you and tell you that everything will be alright, that your lover didn't cheat on you with a woman.
You briefly think about calling YB, but then you decide against it.
Your tears silently wet your cushion.
Just a few moments later, you were just drifting off to sleep, someone knocks onto your door. Briefly wondering who would knock onto your hotel room door this early, you remove the blanket from over your head and shout "Who's there?"
Instead of an answer, you just get another knock.
This time you get up, wandering to the door to have a look through the peephole. And for a moment your heart stops, before you yank the door open to stare at the person in front of you.
"What are you doing here?" you ask in total disbelief.
"Well, I'm happy to see you too." your lover smirks before he puts his arms around you and leans in to kiss you. You, however, push him away.
"Wait!"
"What's up? Not happy to see me?"
"Of course I am...maybe...I don't know. Just...come in first, okay?" you step back and let him into your room, closing the door after him, taking a deep breath before turning around to face him.
He already sits on your bed, giving you a small, insecure smile.
"So...what's with you?" he asks "And why did you just hang up earlier?"
"Who were you with? Who were you talking to while I was on the phone, being ignored by you, talking to some chick, even though you had me on the line? And why the hell were you panting like that? Did I interrupt something? Well, in this case I'm sorry. If I had known that my boyfriend was fucking some chick as soon as I was gone for a week, I sure as hell wouldn't have ca..."
He stood up from the bed and with two long strides we was standing in front of you, kissing you and effectively stopping your rant. You try to pull away, annoyed, but his hold on you is too strong.
When he pulls away, you immediately want to continue your rant, but he just puts his finger on your mouth.
"Will you listen to me for just a sec?"
Not answering, you just stare at him expectantly.
"Okay, well...I panted because I had to run to grab a taxi at the airport, the person I was with and talked to was obviously the taxi driver and I had to give her instructions, so I'm sorry I couldn't listen to you for a moment. And I came to see you because I missed you. Like crazy. I know you wanted to be alone and I promise I'll get my own room and all, I just needed to see you. So here I am, not fucking some stranger but flying all around the world to see my boyfriend."
You still stare at him. Kinda makes sense, now that you think about it. You feel bad now. Your boyfriend, who's supposed to be in Seoul, is standing in your hotel room on the other end of the world, and all you worry about is who he was with...only a few minutes ago.
"I'm sorry." you whisper, finding the floor extremely interesting.
He lifts your head and forces you to look at him. When you do, you see the biggest (and most adorable) smile on his face.
"S'okay" he says before kissing you again, this time more gentle, yet with more passion. Still kissing, the two of you walk over to your bed, falling onto it.
Slowly, you undress each other and slip under the blankets to go to sleep once again. You place your head on his chest and caress his belly.
"Seunghyun?"
"Hmhm?"
"I'm really happy you're here. Thank you."
"My pleasure, babe. I really missed you. And I went insane, worrying about you. I think I drove YB and the magnaes nuts." he chuckles.
You smile, finally able to fully snuggle into your lover, to let him protect you.
The sun now shines through the curtains.
Comments, criticism and suggestions are welcome. =)
Feel free to join the (new) community~ 8D