crazy
jonghyun-centric ; ~600 words ; pg
he's not in the shadows anymore, but they're still inside of him.
a short exploration of slytherin!jonghyun inspired by the base album cover colors and the darkness in some of the teasers
oh, everyone had thought he'd be a good little boy. no, that little boy was never as innocent as you'd thought. he saw darkness early on, saw the pain that the world would unleash on you at some point, saw how cruelly the people treated each other. he didn't want to be like them, yet he couldn't let them push him down. but he's different, oh so very different.
nobody would've thought that charming little kim jonghyun, smiling on the train and buying sweets for those who would become his classmates, would've sat under the sorting hat for so long only to be put into slytherin. nobody saw the twinkle in his eye then, the twinkle that revealed some of his desire for the best and only the best.
who could have guessed that short little kim jonghyun could have become the slytherin quidditch team's dark horse, the youngest player on any house team for centuries? the first year chaser swiftly darting between all others in the air, emerald robes rippling in the wind as he takes the quaffle under his arm... other teams would joke that he was so small that the quaffle would weigh him down, but they shut up when they saw how many points he scored. slytherin's record went undefeated even when they didn't catch the snitch, and it wasn't just slytherin that won. jonghyun won, and the lights shone on him. sparks began to fly.
no one was smart enough to figure out that jonghyun's simple secret weapon was hard work. if they figured it out, they were too scared to try it themselves. everyone thinks ravenclaws are hard-working and slytherins are the ones who do only what pleases them, but jonghyun thinks they're stupid. never trust stereotypes even though they're based in truth, because there will always be someone to prove you wrong. jonghyun is that someone. jonghyun is the one who is clever enough to brew himself potions to fight away sickness as he works into the night when no one else under fourth year dreams of putting in so much effort. jonghyun is the one who practices every spell in his books (including ones meant for fourth years) endlessly because there is no room for mistakes. jonghyun is the one who asks questions that make the professors falter. jonghyun is the one who lives without sleep and with permanent shadows under and in his eyes because there is never enough time.
after a few years everyone learns to keep their distance. there are some, foolish they are, that fling themselves at jonghyun hoping to pick up some of the success he exudes, but none stay. they learn quickly enough that he won't divulge anything they want, whether it be high marks or the zipper to his pants. he enjoys their attention while it lasts, he really does. it's entertaining how predictable they are, how he can know all of their words before their mouths open. popularity doesn't mean much when the majority doesn't know enough anyways, but it's a little something.
jonghyun pours his own blood like this for a reason. he has to be selfish like this because it is ultimately not selfish. the only way to try fixing this horrible earth is through the top. hit the worst with the best. become the best at everything and most everyone will love and respect you. only then can they start to listen, when they don't have a choice.
ps i really don't see jjong in this way i just wanted to try it for fun
he's not in the shadows anymore, but they're still inside of him.
a short exploration of slytherin!jonghyun inspired by the base album cover colors and the darkness in some of the teasers
oh, everyone had thought he'd be a good little boy. no, that little boy was never as innocent as you'd thought. he saw darkness early on, saw the pain that the world would unleash on you at some point, saw how cruelly the people treated each other. he didn't want to be like them, yet he couldn't let them push him down. but he's different, oh so very different.
nobody would've thought that charming little kim jonghyun, smiling on the train and buying sweets for those who would become his classmates, would've sat under the sorting hat for so long only to be put into slytherin. nobody saw the twinkle in his eye then, the twinkle that revealed some of his desire for the best and only the best.
who could have guessed that short little kim jonghyun could have become the slytherin quidditch team's dark horse, the youngest player on any house team for centuries? the first year chaser swiftly darting between all others in the air, emerald robes rippling in the wind as he takes the quaffle under his arm... other teams would joke that he was so small that the quaffle would weigh him down, but they shut up when they saw how many points he scored. slytherin's record went undefeated even when they didn't catch the snitch, and it wasn't just slytherin that won. jonghyun won, and the lights shone on him. sparks began to fly.
no one was smart enough to figure out that jonghyun's simple secret weapon was hard work. if they figured it out, they were too scared to try it themselves. everyone thinks ravenclaws are hard-working and slytherins are the ones who do only what pleases them, but jonghyun thinks they're stupid. never trust stereotypes even though they're based in truth, because there will always be someone to prove you wrong. jonghyun is that someone. jonghyun is the one who is clever enough to brew himself potions to fight away sickness as he works into the night when no one else under fourth year dreams of putting in so much effort. jonghyun is the one who practices every spell in his books (including ones meant for fourth years) endlessly because there is no room for mistakes. jonghyun is the one who asks questions that make the professors falter. jonghyun is the one who lives without sleep and with permanent shadows under and in his eyes because there is never enough time.
after a few years everyone learns to keep their distance. there are some, foolish they are, that fling themselves at jonghyun hoping to pick up some of the success he exudes, but none stay. they learn quickly enough that he won't divulge anything they want, whether it be high marks or the zipper to his pants. he enjoys their attention while it lasts, he really does. it's entertaining how predictable they are, how he can know all of their words before their mouths open. popularity doesn't mean much when the majority doesn't know enough anyways, but it's a little something.
jonghyun pours his own blood like this for a reason. he has to be selfish like this because it is ultimately not selfish. the only way to try fixing this horrible earth is through the top. hit the worst with the best. become the best at everything and most everyone will love and respect you. only then can they start to listen, when they don't have a choice.
ps i really don't see jjong in this way i just wanted to try it for fun