[fic] 2 drabbles/ficlets
2 random dbsk drabble/ficlet things
pg13 & r - jaechun and homin
soulmates.
pg13 - jaejoong/yoochun
158ws
"soulmates, right? together forever, nobody's ever gonna take us down, live fast die never?"
yoochun grins up at jaejoong and tugs on a strand of his hair. "no one can touch us, high as the clouds, world where we're kings?"
jaejoong shakes his head, makes himself comfortable on yoochun's lap. "not kings, gods." he ducks his head to kiss yoochun's cheek.
"gods of what, though?"
"the east, yoochunah, the east."
yoochun doesn't answer, lost in the press of jaejoong's mouth on his own. when they pull apart, he takes in a deep breath, thinks. "not the east."
"where then?" jaejoong whispers as he slides out of yoochun's lap to his knees, hands against yoochun's thighs.
yoochun slides a hand into jaejoong's hair, runs it down jaejoong's neck, curves around his shoulder. "the world?"
"the universe?" jaejoong rests his cheek against yoochun's knee.
yoochun leans over to kiss him again. "forever?"
jaejoong holds his hand over yoochun's heart. "eternity."
and baby, i can make you flinch and gasp.
r - yunho/changmin
355ws
it's a relationship based off false sugarsweet smiles and handholding and loudlaughter. in reality, at home, in the darkness of their room, everything is hardbites and clenchedgrasps and hands pushing just a little too hard to be playful.
with the lights bright and the curtains drawn tight and the door locked, changmin isn't the acidtongued baby that leads his hyungs around in circles and squares and infinity signs. he's the body splayed across the bed with his hands and knees trembling and a headyhorribleaddicting twist of fear and anger and want slipping into every muscle and bone and joint and spilling from the corners of his lips in moans.
with changmin outstretched and open and hating, yunho can be what he needs to be too. he can be rough and harsh like he is, like he really is. he can hold onto changmin as hard as he wants, he can speak to him sharply, shortly, letting his accent out without worrying. he can cover changmin's body with his own and he can use him, can drop the act of being the perfectunderstanding leader and take without thought, instead of giving giving and giving a little more.
"yunho, god, fuck-"
"shut up, just shut up-"
“go to hell- shit-“
yunho grabs changmin's arm and twists, forces him onto his stomach and pull his arm behind his back and there's a soft little pop and changmin cries out between clenched teeth even as he tries to push back. yunho pulls his arm just a little higher, bites the skin of changmin's shoulder and changmin shudders, cusses, fills yunho's head with memories of every other time he's had changmin crying out, begging.
in the morning, jaejoong gives him a silent gaze, nodding at the marks visible on changmin’s neck, down his arms, at the flat of his stomach that becomes bares when the youngest raises his arm and stretches.
yunho shrugs. jaejoong turns the gaze to changmin, who smiles. then shrugs. they have secrets that aren’t quite secret, sinking further in with each dark bruise yunho leaves on changmin’s legs, each bite mark changmin leaves on yunho’s neck.
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pg13 & r - jaechun and homin
soulmates.
pg13 - jaejoong/yoochun
158ws
"soulmates, right? together forever, nobody's ever gonna take us down, live fast die never?"
yoochun grins up at jaejoong and tugs on a strand of his hair. "no one can touch us, high as the clouds, world where we're kings?"
jaejoong shakes his head, makes himself comfortable on yoochun's lap. "not kings, gods." he ducks his head to kiss yoochun's cheek.
"gods of what, though?"
"the east, yoochunah, the east."
yoochun doesn't answer, lost in the press of jaejoong's mouth on his own. when they pull apart, he takes in a deep breath, thinks. "not the east."
"where then?" jaejoong whispers as he slides out of yoochun's lap to his knees, hands against yoochun's thighs.
yoochun slides a hand into jaejoong's hair, runs it down jaejoong's neck, curves around his shoulder. "the world?"
"the universe?" jaejoong rests his cheek against yoochun's knee.
yoochun leans over to kiss him again. "forever?"
jaejoong holds his hand over yoochun's heart. "eternity."
and baby, i can make you flinch and gasp.
r - yunho/changmin
355ws
it's a relationship based off false sugarsweet smiles and handholding and loudlaughter. in reality, at home, in the darkness of their room, everything is hardbites and clenchedgrasps and hands pushing just a little too hard to be playful.
with the lights bright and the curtains drawn tight and the door locked, changmin isn't the acidtongued baby that leads his hyungs around in circles and squares and infinity signs. he's the body splayed across the bed with his hands and knees trembling and a headyhorribleaddicting twist of fear and anger and want slipping into every muscle and bone and joint and spilling from the corners of his lips in moans.
with changmin outstretched and open and hating, yunho can be what he needs to be too. he can be rough and harsh like he is, like he really is. he can hold onto changmin as hard as he wants, he can speak to him sharply, shortly, letting his accent out without worrying. he can cover changmin's body with his own and he can use him, can drop the act of being the perfectunderstanding leader and take without thought, instead of giving giving and giving a little more.
"yunho, god, fuck-"
"shut up, just shut up-"
“go to hell- shit-“
yunho grabs changmin's arm and twists, forces him onto his stomach and pull his arm behind his back and there's a soft little pop and changmin cries out between clenched teeth even as he tries to push back. yunho pulls his arm just a little higher, bites the skin of changmin's shoulder and changmin shudders, cusses, fills yunho's head with memories of every other time he's had changmin crying out, begging.
in the morning, jaejoong gives him a silent gaze, nodding at the marks visible on changmin’s neck, down his arms, at the flat of his stomach that becomes bares when the youngest raises his arm and stretches.
yunho shrugs. jaejoong turns the gaze to changmin, who smiles. then shrugs. they have secrets that aren’t quite secret, sinking further in with each dark bruise yunho leaves on changmin’s legs, each bite mark changmin leaves on yunho’s neck.
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