sukai drabbles
Title: Mine
Pairing: Suho/Kai; sukai
Rating: G
Length: 200+ words
Summary: Suho doesn't like sharing.
A/N: Originally posted here along with the prompt. Slightly edited since. Unbeta'd.
Suho doesn't realize it, but he makes his first mistakes when he creates his doll, sets it alive.
In reality, the doll is a puppet. He creates it for one reason and one reason only and that is to dance. So the puppet dances and moves like no one else Suho has ever laid his eyes on, its movements smooth and graceful. The doll performs for Suho before it performs for the world, its audience mesmerized. Their eyes follow the creature Suho created, hungrily drinking in the beauty before them with their eyes. They give the doll a name.
Kai.
Then Suho makes his second mistake.
The scientist believes that he is losing his power of his very own creation, and afraid that he will lose it to its audience, he decides to leave. Disappear. He takes the doll with him. Suho gives his puppet a new name, a new identity.
He calls it Jongin. Jongin is only for him and he belongs to him alone.
Jongin does everything he wants him to do, follows his orders, acts upon even the smallest of whims. Suho believes that Jongin is everything he has ever needed and everything he has ever wanted.
That is when Suho makes his third and last mistake.
The man falls in love with his doll, his reason overthrown by his greed. Suho holds the bar that connects to Jongin's strings tightly to his chest. He never realizes that he too is bound, entangled in his puppets wires. He claims the beauty he created, too blinded to realize that Jongin is nothing more than a doll serving its master, completely void of emotions.
Title: Heat
Pairing: Suho/Kai; sukai
Rating: G
Length: 200+ words
Summary: Joonmyun is cold, Jongin is not.
A/N: Originally posted here along with the prompt. Slightly edited. Unbeta'd.
Joonmyun straightens his back, carefully putting his hands in his pockets, thumbs resting outside before he glances over at the camera, leaning forward just the slightest.
Jongin stands next to him and as if to balance the older, he pushes his shoulder slightly back, crouching just the tiniest bit and lets his arms hang lazily at his sides.
Joonmyun is paler than the cold concrete wall behind them and the light doesn’t help him looking any warmer. On the contrary it does seem to hit Jongin's tan perfectly and Joonmyun wonders if Jongin's chest feels as warm as it looks.
Jongin momentarily forgets about the camera and turns the side of his face for the lens the catch as he watches the other.
It doesn't take long for the other to feel the weight of his gaze and side-eyes him just as another blitz goes off.
What is it?
Joonmyun doesn't answer the silent question, so Jongin looks straight ahead again.
The 'nothing' rings in the air.
The other follows his move, slowly turning his head, eyes catching the lens, blinded for less than a second by the strong light.
"There", the man says, "we're done." The silence disappears then, gone as people begin to move and the murmur turns into more, gets louder. Laughter fills the rooms soon as well.
Joonmyun finds himself looking into one of small screens displaying their photos when someone presses himself against his back and sneaks an arm around his abdomen.
Yeah, he thinks, Jongin's warm alright.
Title: Hush
Pairing: Suho/Kai; sukai
Rating: PG (for safety)
Length: 200+ words
Summary: The only one telling is the forgotten shirt.
A/N: Originally posted here along with the prompt. Unbeta'd.
If you enter the first room to the right of the small hallway that begins where the living room ends, you'll find yourself in a shared bedroom.
There’s a bed to the right with a big pillow and a matching duvet while dirty clothes are scattered all over the humble piece of furniture. There’s a desk at the end of the bed as well with school books and papers that haven't been touched for days. The small trash bin under the table is full of empty plastic cups, thick straws still attached.
The right side of this room belongs to Oh Sehun.
To the left of the door stands a narrow bookshelf displaying a neat collection of literature, so-called 'classics' that are claimed to be readable again and again. Against the same wall lies a bed matching the one on the other side of the room, its bed linen identical. Two blankets are folded by the food of the bed.
This side of the room belongs to Kim Joonmyun.
On the floor, at the end of Joonmyun's bed and pressed against the white wall lies a small piece of cloth that belongs to neither of the two who sleep in this room. This cloth, a wrinkled top, had been thrown carelessly to the floor at a moment so rushed that its owner paid it no mind, the next so intimate that he simply forgot about it. The small article lies, still forgotten several days later as a single proof.
Sometimes Joonmyun shares his side with Kim Jongin.
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um yeah, these were all made in collaboration with the lovely bea. i doubt more will come since she got a new tumblr, so i decided to post them here as well c:
as usual i'm the only one who's read these over, so if you find any mistakes, tell me ^^
Pairing: Suho/Kai; sukai
Rating: G
Length: 200+ words
Summary: Suho doesn't like sharing.
A/N: Originally posted here along with the prompt. Slightly edited since. Unbeta'd.
Suho doesn't realize it, but he makes his first mistakes when he creates his doll, sets it alive.
In reality, the doll is a puppet. He creates it for one reason and one reason only and that is to dance. So the puppet dances and moves like no one else Suho has ever laid his eyes on, its movements smooth and graceful. The doll performs for Suho before it performs for the world, its audience mesmerized. Their eyes follow the creature Suho created, hungrily drinking in the beauty before them with their eyes. They give the doll a name.
Kai.
Then Suho makes his second mistake.
The scientist believes that he is losing his power of his very own creation, and afraid that he will lose it to its audience, he decides to leave. Disappear. He takes the doll with him. Suho gives his puppet a new name, a new identity.
He calls it Jongin. Jongin is only for him and he belongs to him alone.
Jongin does everything he wants him to do, follows his orders, acts upon even the smallest of whims. Suho believes that Jongin is everything he has ever needed and everything he has ever wanted.
That is when Suho makes his third and last mistake.
The man falls in love with his doll, his reason overthrown by his greed. Suho holds the bar that connects to Jongin's strings tightly to his chest. He never realizes that he too is bound, entangled in his puppets wires. He claims the beauty he created, too blinded to realize that Jongin is nothing more than a doll serving its master, completely void of emotions.
Title: Heat
Pairing: Suho/Kai; sukai
Rating: G
Length: 200+ words
Summary: Joonmyun is cold, Jongin is not.
A/N: Originally posted here along with the prompt. Slightly edited. Unbeta'd.
Joonmyun straightens his back, carefully putting his hands in his pockets, thumbs resting outside before he glances over at the camera, leaning forward just the slightest.
Jongin stands next to him and as if to balance the older, he pushes his shoulder slightly back, crouching just the tiniest bit and lets his arms hang lazily at his sides.
Joonmyun is paler than the cold concrete wall behind them and the light doesn’t help him looking any warmer. On the contrary it does seem to hit Jongin's tan perfectly and Joonmyun wonders if Jongin's chest feels as warm as it looks.
Jongin momentarily forgets about the camera and turns the side of his face for the lens the catch as he watches the other.
It doesn't take long for the other to feel the weight of his gaze and side-eyes him just as another blitz goes off.
What is it?
Joonmyun doesn't answer the silent question, so Jongin looks straight ahead again.
The 'nothing' rings in the air.
The other follows his move, slowly turning his head, eyes catching the lens, blinded for less than a second by the strong light.
"There", the man says, "we're done." The silence disappears then, gone as people begin to move and the murmur turns into more, gets louder. Laughter fills the rooms soon as well.
Joonmyun finds himself looking into one of small screens displaying their photos when someone presses himself against his back and sneaks an arm around his abdomen.
Yeah, he thinks, Jongin's warm alright.
Title: Hush
Pairing: Suho/Kai; sukai
Rating: PG (for safety)
Length: 200+ words
Summary: The only one telling is the forgotten shirt.
A/N: Originally posted here along with the prompt. Unbeta'd.
If you enter the first room to the right of the small hallway that begins where the living room ends, you'll find yourself in a shared bedroom.
There’s a bed to the right with a big pillow and a matching duvet while dirty clothes are scattered all over the humble piece of furniture. There’s a desk at the end of the bed as well with school books and papers that haven't been touched for days. The small trash bin under the table is full of empty plastic cups, thick straws still attached.
The right side of this room belongs to Oh Sehun.
To the left of the door stands a narrow bookshelf displaying a neat collection of literature, so-called 'classics' that are claimed to be readable again and again. Against the same wall lies a bed matching the one on the other side of the room, its bed linen identical. Two blankets are folded by the food of the bed.
This side of the room belongs to Kim Joonmyun.
On the floor, at the end of Joonmyun's bed and pressed against the white wall lies a small piece of cloth that belongs to neither of the two who sleep in this room. This cloth, a wrinkled top, had been thrown carelessly to the floor at a moment so rushed that its owner paid it no mind, the next so intimate that he simply forgot about it. The small article lies, still forgotten several days later as a single proof.
Sometimes Joonmyun shares his side with Kim Jongin.
_____
um yeah, these were all made in collaboration with the lovely bea. i doubt more will come since she got a new tumblr, so i decided to post them here as well c:
as usual i'm the only one who's read these over, so if you find any mistakes, tell me ^^