Jun 29, 2008 00:16
o1. It started with crepes. ( Five please, one with strawberries. And extra strawberries, while you’re at it. He likes those, don’t you, Min-ah? )
Another day at work. Another customer. Five of them, actually. ( The blonde was laughing much too loudly and much too close to his stand for anyone’s good. )
Strawberries was an unusual request for this time of night. ( He didn’t miss the silence spilling from the one in the back, even though the others didn’t seem to care. )
Unfortunate circumstance is what got them where they were now. At least, that’s what he would like to tell himself. What he would like to believe. ( I’m sorry, we’re out of strawberries at the moment. Could I get you something else? )
The way that those eyes pierced him, he was sure he would never forget. ( Nothing, thank you. )
Something kept him there, watching as they retreated, four of them laughing and smiling and bouncing while the fifth didn’t seem very flexible. Moveable. He was stiff. ( And that’s when the rain began to fall. )
Title: Wish
Author: junsubabyx3
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: G
o2.
when you wish upon a star, it makes no difference who you are …
Fingers are warm, soft in his hair and it brings a smile to his lips, eyes closed and heart open. There’s no other way to be. Not here, not now, with him, the sound of the ocean still echoing in his ears even after the sun has gone down and the laughing and shouting of the others around them has died down to a gentle whisper.
Fingers halt and eyes open, curious, wondering. (why did you stop?)
A thoughtful gaze is the only reply. Unsteady. He knows.
(look, a shooting star!)
Simple. The joy in his eyes is nothing more and nothing less, and it reminds him of everything that he wants and wishes that he could be.
Everything that’s right in front of him.
(make a wish, Chunnie-ah)
(let’s stay together forever, alright?)
when you wish upon a star, your dreams come true.
Title: Hungry
Author: junsubabyx3
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: PG-13
o3.
He can feel it growing with every moment that passes.
Every movement, every curve, every sway of those too damn perfect hips would be enough. Just enough to send him over the edge. Just enough to push him into insanity.
A tongue darts out to lick his lips. He can taste it.
Heat, rough, sweat. Everything. He longs for it.
The fire inside of him rages on and on. Nothing can satisfy him. Not until he gets what he wants. What he needs. The only thing that can put it out.
Not until he can satisfy his hunger.
jinmin,
drabble,
yoosu