"anger" {one shot} 03
Title: Anger
Fandom: FT Island.
Length: one shot.
Status: completed.
Pairing: Jongki, ninja SeungHwan, and WonJin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Smut.
Summary: No one of them wanted to move, or do anything but listen to the heartbeat, which sang a very familiar beat, the beat of lovers. *a request from angelgingel123
Previous
“Shinwoo” Hongki whispered as his hand, previously holding the hand in them, now slapping them away from his body. He turned around, to meet with the brown eyes, brown haired ex-boyfriend of his.
The so-called ‘Shinwoo’ dude is an actor Hongki met while on his wild trips to Bussan. Now, Shinwoo had made a big name for himself.
He smiled a bitter beautiful smile. His hands reached for Hongki’s cheek, touched him briefly before they withdrew, his lips parted to breath a “As beautiful as I remember”
The man of his previous love interest looked as pretty as Hongki remembered. His eyes were slightly big, beautiful in their dark brown color. His hair changed over the days, and circumstances, now it was a bit long, brown with lighter degrees of the same color.
“Hongki bear~~” a singsong voice called his name from the kitchen’s door, this voice belonged to Hongki’s only mate.
“Jonghun you’re here…” Hongki shrieked, which faded as he said one word, “finally” while both men he shared bed at the same place, and same time stared at him.
“I see you met Shinwoo, he’s an acquaintance of mine” Jonghun said as he walked, in his fashionable glory, all would might have made Hongki so proud, if this person (Shinwoo) was not there, and stood next to Hongki.
A hand, comforted Hongki unconsciously, placed over Hongki’s shoulder. “This is Hongki, my…” Jonghun started, but he stopped at that word, Hongki raised his eyes from the perfect shiny kitchen floor and met his eyes, Jonghun smiled, a genuine smile and finished, “Wife”.
Hongki took a second before he realized what Jonghun just said; he slapped Jonghun’s shoulder, huffed as he glared at Jonghun, who chuckled.
Shinwoo stared at the lovely moment between two passionate people, enviously. He loved Hongki, and he would die to do the same thing as this ‘person’ did.
He stared emotionlessly at Hongki, the later met his gaze and the stranger could see that Hongki feared him; a huge fear crept into Hongki’s eyes, and it made Shinwoo colder than he was.
“Pleased to meet you, I’m Kang Shinwoo” he offered a hand, which Hongki shook for the slightest part of a second. He hated to touch Shinwoo in anyway; he had Jonghun right there by his side, why does he need a cheating bastard?
The three of them moved from the kitchen after the two let Hongki finish what he started in the kitchen. Shinwoo competitively helped Hongki, which made the said person as uncomfortable as he can ever be in his own skin.
The party was merrier as more people, famous and infamous shared this special night with Jonghun as he turned 22 years old. The loud sound of music moved them all in sync. Hongki playfully danced with Seunghyun, goofing around like their usual selves.
Minhwan shared a slow dance with his brother, and as awkward it felt while Seunghyun was commenting on how cute the brothers looked, but Jonghun felt very happy; the present of his brother is irreplaceable.
Jonghun glanced at Hongki, who had been so tense hours ago, but now, after three glasses of champagne, the male loosened, and he can see how irreproachable he looked in his own elements. Hongki giggled with Seunghyun, goofed around with Jaejin, and even shared few jokes with Wonbin.
He never saw someone like him. In only three months, he had been able to get so close to his own family, and friend. It was so amazing; Jonghun envied him for that ability.
In the middle of a ballad song, called “my dream” Jonghun replaced Minhwan’s strong arms with Hongki’s frail ones. Hongki’s head rested on his shoulder, while he hummed to the song. Their feet danced in the same rhythm. Jonghun smiled while planting a kiss on Hongki’s head.
“I love you,” he whispered, privately and for his ’wife’ only to hear it. Hongki blushed, as Jonghun kissed his nose. It also caused Seunghyun to whistle, using his index finger and his thumb, but Minhwan grabbed Seunghyun’s arm and twirled him so that the two of them kissed hungrily in front of almost eighty people, but none cared.
Midnight stroke and that is the time to cut Jonghun’s birthday. By his side, Hongki, surrounding him his relatives and his friends, Jonghun could not sing louder, the tacky yet loveable song of birthdays. He blew the candles; the 22 candles, Hongki made sure the number was exactly it, glowed brightly in Jonghun’s eyes.
Two were sparkly and Jonghun enjoyed the laughter and chuckles he received when he carried it and scared Hongki for the bit of seconds.
The crowds headed home, thanked Jonghun for the lovely party, and hugged Hongki and asked for an invite next time.
At two am, no one was there, but the closest, and Shinwoo. Hongki, being a polite host, he escorted Shinwoo to the door, and to the elevator.
However, alone, Shinwoo hugged him. Hongki totally froze in his place, he had no idea about what to do, and his tired head did not think of anything but accepted the hug and tabbed Shinwoo’s back.
Nevertheless, when they broke, Shinwoo closed the distance between Hongki’s lips and his own, with a gentle kiss. Hongki’s head, messed up and lazy, translated it in the only way it could at this time, as a kiss, so he kissed back.
His mouth opened, gave the tongue of the kisser to lick his lower lips, then sneak inside his mouth, his eyes closed way before, he moaned as the tongue explored his carven and all kinds of sensitive spots. A groan broke out of Shinwoo’s mouth as his arms tightened around Hongki’s shoulders. Pleaser passed before his closed eyes, and he could only see one face, Jonghun’s own glorious face -the face he made whenever he made Hongki so pleasured.
Hongki’s eyes opened, wide with shock as he heard the sound of something smashed on the floor. The two turned around, saw an angry Jonghun as he came closer. Hongki regained his conscience, too late though.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Jonghun growled, low and dangerous, a noise Hongki did not hear Jonghun make before.
Shinwoo suddenly let him go, and it was too sudden, Hongki lost his balance and fell to the ground. From there, his 30% of soberness regained itself, as he saw Jonghun smash his fist against Shinwoo’s cheek, earned a groan-escaped from the actor wannabe, and a yelp from Hongki.
“You, come with me?” Jonghun turned his attention at Hongki, which caused the later to flinch. Nevertheless, that did not stop Hongki from getting up from the ground and stare at Jonghun emotionlessly.
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Fandom: FT Island.
Length: one shot.
Status: completed.
Pairing: Jongki, ninja SeungHwan, and WonJin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Smut.
Summary: No one of them wanted to move, or do anything but listen to the heartbeat, which sang a very familiar beat, the beat of lovers. *a request from angelgingel123
Previous
“Shinwoo” Hongki whispered as his hand, previously holding the hand in them, now slapping them away from his body. He turned around, to meet with the brown eyes, brown haired ex-boyfriend of his.
The so-called ‘Shinwoo’ dude is an actor Hongki met while on his wild trips to Bussan. Now, Shinwoo had made a big name for himself.
He smiled a bitter beautiful smile. His hands reached for Hongki’s cheek, touched him briefly before they withdrew, his lips parted to breath a “As beautiful as I remember”
The man of his previous love interest looked as pretty as Hongki remembered. His eyes were slightly big, beautiful in their dark brown color. His hair changed over the days, and circumstances, now it was a bit long, brown with lighter degrees of the same color.
“Hongki bear~~” a singsong voice called his name from the kitchen’s door, this voice belonged to Hongki’s only mate.
“Jonghun you’re here…” Hongki shrieked, which faded as he said one word, “finally” while both men he shared bed at the same place, and same time stared at him.
“I see you met Shinwoo, he’s an acquaintance of mine” Jonghun said as he walked, in his fashionable glory, all would might have made Hongki so proud, if this person (Shinwoo) was not there, and stood next to Hongki.
A hand, comforted Hongki unconsciously, placed over Hongki’s shoulder. “This is Hongki, my…” Jonghun started, but he stopped at that word, Hongki raised his eyes from the perfect shiny kitchen floor and met his eyes, Jonghun smiled, a genuine smile and finished, “Wife”.
Hongki took a second before he realized what Jonghun just said; he slapped Jonghun’s shoulder, huffed as he glared at Jonghun, who chuckled.
Shinwoo stared at the lovely moment between two passionate people, enviously. He loved Hongki, and he would die to do the same thing as this ‘person’ did.
He stared emotionlessly at Hongki, the later met his gaze and the stranger could see that Hongki feared him; a huge fear crept into Hongki’s eyes, and it made Shinwoo colder than he was.
“Pleased to meet you, I’m Kang Shinwoo” he offered a hand, which Hongki shook for the slightest part of a second. He hated to touch Shinwoo in anyway; he had Jonghun right there by his side, why does he need a cheating bastard?
The three of them moved from the kitchen after the two let Hongki finish what he started in the kitchen. Shinwoo competitively helped Hongki, which made the said person as uncomfortable as he can ever be in his own skin.
The party was merrier as more people, famous and infamous shared this special night with Jonghun as he turned 22 years old. The loud sound of music moved them all in sync. Hongki playfully danced with Seunghyun, goofing around like their usual selves.
Minhwan shared a slow dance with his brother, and as awkward it felt while Seunghyun was commenting on how cute the brothers looked, but Jonghun felt very happy; the present of his brother is irreplaceable.
Jonghun glanced at Hongki, who had been so tense hours ago, but now, after three glasses of champagne, the male loosened, and he can see how irreproachable he looked in his own elements. Hongki giggled with Seunghyun, goofed around with Jaejin, and even shared few jokes with Wonbin.
He never saw someone like him. In only three months, he had been able to get so close to his own family, and friend. It was so amazing; Jonghun envied him for that ability.
In the middle of a ballad song, called “my dream” Jonghun replaced Minhwan’s strong arms with Hongki’s frail ones. Hongki’s head rested on his shoulder, while he hummed to the song. Their feet danced in the same rhythm. Jonghun smiled while planting a kiss on Hongki’s head.
“I love you,” he whispered, privately and for his ’wife’ only to hear it. Hongki blushed, as Jonghun kissed his nose. It also caused Seunghyun to whistle, using his index finger and his thumb, but Minhwan grabbed Seunghyun’s arm and twirled him so that the two of them kissed hungrily in front of almost eighty people, but none cared.
Midnight stroke and that is the time to cut Jonghun’s birthday. By his side, Hongki, surrounding him his relatives and his friends, Jonghun could not sing louder, the tacky yet loveable song of birthdays. He blew the candles; the 22 candles, Hongki made sure the number was exactly it, glowed brightly in Jonghun’s eyes.
Two were sparkly and Jonghun enjoyed the laughter and chuckles he received when he carried it and scared Hongki for the bit of seconds.
The crowds headed home, thanked Jonghun for the lovely party, and hugged Hongki and asked for an invite next time.
At two am, no one was there, but the closest, and Shinwoo. Hongki, being a polite host, he escorted Shinwoo to the door, and to the elevator.
However, alone, Shinwoo hugged him. Hongki totally froze in his place, he had no idea about what to do, and his tired head did not think of anything but accepted the hug and tabbed Shinwoo’s back.
Nevertheless, when they broke, Shinwoo closed the distance between Hongki’s lips and his own, with a gentle kiss. Hongki’s head, messed up and lazy, translated it in the only way it could at this time, as a kiss, so he kissed back.
His mouth opened, gave the tongue of the kisser to lick his lower lips, then sneak inside his mouth, his eyes closed way before, he moaned as the tongue explored his carven and all kinds of sensitive spots. A groan broke out of Shinwoo’s mouth as his arms tightened around Hongki’s shoulders. Pleaser passed before his closed eyes, and he could only see one face, Jonghun’s own glorious face -the face he made whenever he made Hongki so pleasured.
Hongki’s eyes opened, wide with shock as he heard the sound of something smashed on the floor. The two turned around, saw an angry Jonghun as he came closer. Hongki regained his conscience, too late though.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Jonghun growled, low and dangerous, a noise Hongki did not hear Jonghun make before.
Shinwoo suddenly let him go, and it was too sudden, Hongki lost his balance and fell to the ground. From there, his 30% of soberness regained itself, as he saw Jonghun smash his fist against Shinwoo’s cheek, earned a groan-escaped from the actor wannabe, and a yelp from Hongki.
“You, come with me?” Jonghun turned his attention at Hongki, which caused the later to flinch. Nevertheless, that did not stop Hongki from getting up from the ground and stare at Jonghun emotionlessly.
next