oceans.
oceans.❚BEAST- junseung (junhyung/hyunseung)❚pg or shit like that❚unbeta'd and stuff❚first timerrrrr.
"Put your ear to my arm and you can hear my bones creaking, " Junhyung tells Hyunseung one evening in bed. They share a blanket that's coloured like the ocean, and they imagine they're floating on a wave of stars towards nowhere. They don't need pillows because they have each other.
"I love your bones. "
Hyunseung smiles and places his hand on Junhyung's bare shoulder, slides a pale digit down his collar bone, then up his jawline, until he's walking his fingers up and down Junhyung's neck. He presses his cold lips to Junhyung's warm skin, feels him shudder at the sudden contact, and laughs against his arm.
"I really do." His tongue slick against Junhyung's left shoulder.
"How do I taste?"
"Mm. Like chicken."
They burst out in fits of laughter and hold onto each other by the shaking shoulder. A bright, silver moon rolls by their window, among the shifting clouds. The Orion shines.
Tonight, we dive into starry oceans.
❚
"Here's a map," Hyunseung throws a folded piece of glossy paper at Junhyung. It slaps him in the face lightly, unfolds and lands on his clumsy hands. The creases on the map mirror those on his forehead.
"Go find yourself. Don't ever come back. " Because I don't give a fuck.
When the door shuts on him, Junyhung stares at the map and wonders:
Where did I go wrong?
❚
Hyunseung walks on the beach one morning. He has no idea why he's there, he just felt like it. It's freezing cold out, and Hyunseung struggles to keep his scarf in place when the wind blows. Fumbling with the fabric, he squeezes his eyes shut when the cold collides with his face.
Goddammit, his cheeks are turning frosty.
A bottle rolls by, right in front of Hyunseung. The sand shifts and whispers under it, carrying its weight towards him. Curious, he tosses his colourful scarf over his neck, and takes a few steps forward. Hyunseung picks the bottle up, and it's light. It's plastic. He frowns and wonders who would be careless enough to leave an empty bottle on the beach. "Pollution," He mutters under his breath. He rolls the bottle around in his gloved hands and notices something. Hyunseung stops short, his eyes widening.
There's something written on the bottle, and the handwriting is all too familiar.
It says:
'My heart.'
It's Junhyung.
"... Junhyungie?" He calls out to the empty beach. He only hears the wind howl in response, so he tries again and again, until he sees Junhyung step out from behind a tree. He sees swollen eyes under black-rimmed glasses and tousled hair.
The ocean retches onto the sand and they say nothing.
"You picked it up." Junhyung speaks after a while, but his voice is scratchy.You picked it up, you didn't crush it, you didn't throw it away. Hyunseung holds the bottle up into the sunlight.
"I don't care if it's plastic, if it's your heart then I'm taking it."
Gah, I'm tired. I tend to think that Hyunseung is kind of mysterious, or this couple is kind of mysterious anyway. Am i alone on this? :x
"Put your ear to my arm and you can hear my bones creaking, " Junhyung tells Hyunseung one evening in bed. They share a blanket that's coloured like the ocean, and they imagine they're floating on a wave of stars towards nowhere. They don't need pillows because they have each other.
"I love your bones. "
Hyunseung smiles and places his hand on Junhyung's bare shoulder, slides a pale digit down his collar bone, then up his jawline, until he's walking his fingers up and down Junhyung's neck. He presses his cold lips to Junhyung's warm skin, feels him shudder at the sudden contact, and laughs against his arm.
"I really do." His tongue slick against Junhyung's left shoulder.
"How do I taste?"
"Mm. Like chicken."
They burst out in fits of laughter and hold onto each other by the shaking shoulder. A bright, silver moon rolls by their window, among the shifting clouds. The Orion shines.
Tonight, we dive into starry oceans.
❚
"Here's a map," Hyunseung throws a folded piece of glossy paper at Junhyung. It slaps him in the face lightly, unfolds and lands on his clumsy hands. The creases on the map mirror those on his forehead.
"Go find yourself. Don't ever come back. " Because I don't give a fuck.
When the door shuts on him, Junyhung stares at the map and wonders:
Where did I go wrong?
❚
Hyunseung walks on the beach one morning. He has no idea why he's there, he just felt like it. It's freezing cold out, and Hyunseung struggles to keep his scarf in place when the wind blows. Fumbling with the fabric, he squeezes his eyes shut when the cold collides with his face.
Goddammit, his cheeks are turning frosty.
A bottle rolls by, right in front of Hyunseung. The sand shifts and whispers under it, carrying its weight towards him. Curious, he tosses his colourful scarf over his neck, and takes a few steps forward. Hyunseung picks the bottle up, and it's light. It's plastic. He frowns and wonders who would be careless enough to leave an empty bottle on the beach. "Pollution," He mutters under his breath. He rolls the bottle around in his gloved hands and notices something. Hyunseung stops short, his eyes widening.
There's something written on the bottle, and the handwriting is all too familiar.
It says:
'My heart.'
It's Junhyung.
"... Junhyungie?" He calls out to the empty beach. He only hears the wind howl in response, so he tries again and again, until he sees Junhyung step out from behind a tree. He sees swollen eyes under black-rimmed glasses and tousled hair.
The ocean retches onto the sand and they say nothing.
"You picked it up." Junhyung speaks after a while, but his voice is scratchy.You picked it up, you didn't crush it, you didn't throw it away. Hyunseung holds the bottle up into the sunlight.
"I don't care if it's plastic, if it's your heart then I'm taking it."
Gah, I'm tired. I tend to think that Hyunseung is kind of mysterious, or this couple is kind of mysterious anyway. Am i alone on this? :x