Show Down & Slow Down
Show Down
Title: Show Down
Author: PonyATF
Pairing: OnewxTaemin
Genre: Fluffy western (drabble)
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I neither own the boys, nor do I make any money with this story.
Summary: The place is too small for a maknae and a leader. There has to be a show down.
A/N: For the beautiful fluffyxcloud in the wild, wild west. I CAN'T BELIEVE, U MADE ME WRITE AN ONTAE!? Anyways, to get into the right mood, I recommend listening to (this).
Show Down
Sand, as colorless as his soul felt, crunched under his shoe sole, when he slowly pulled his jacket back for to reveal his hips. There was no hint of sympathy in Onews eyes, he stared at his foe, waiting for him to make the first false move. "Today is the day of vengeance, pal."
His opponent, about six steps away from him, observing him equally focused, brought his left hand carefully to his temple, wiping away a single drop of sweat. "I'll make sure to be faster than you.", Taemin said, now putting both of his thumbs on his belt.
Onew let one side of his mouth curl up to a sneering smirk and within a second, his whole body tensed up, he jumped forward, licking his lips in preparation of his weapon and hit the surprised boy with his kissing- attack spot- on on the mouth.
Eyes widened, the struck boy glared at him for a moment, then he sank on his knees, causing the sand dust to disperse. Remaining in this position, Onew had to nudge his foes head for Taemin to tilt over and eventually placing his motionless body on the ground.
The one left standing pushed his hat back and arched over the laying kid, checking for his condition. Onew wanted to make sure, if he needed to kiss the boy again or if his revenge was already fulfilled. With his left hand, he stroke some strands of hair out of Taemins face, as the door opened.
"What the...?!", Key snapped for air. "Why is there a load of sand in our living room? AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO OUR MAKNAE?" Taemin hurried to stand up, but Onew wasn't willing to let his game end like this.
"We should have locked that wicked swinging saloon door. All kind of scum can enter... Hurry, pal, we have to get on our horses and ride into the sunset!", he said in a husky voice and grabbed the younger one by his wrist, draging him out of the dorm.
Key followed them, nagging about 'And who will clean that mess up? ONEW! WHO IS GOING TO CLEAN THE SAND UP!?', but as soon as the two swung themselves on their bikes, the groups mother could do nothing more, than watching them becoming little black dots on the horizon.
Slow Down
Title: Slow Down
Author: PonyATF
Pairing: JonghyunxKey
Genre: Romance? (drabble)
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I neither own the boys, nor do I make any money with this story.
Summary: Images, that came to my mind, seeking for inspiration.
A/N: If it wasn't for an awesome story by jjongjjang , I wouldn't have become part of the lj- community. That is, why I owe her big times and this drabble here is the first installment of my repayment, kekeke. Wanna have a (soundtrack?)
Slow Down
The room was darkened, just a single light glowed over the desk, on which the man hunched over a mess of papers, soda and candy bars. In search of inspiration, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and opened his mind:
Dark green leaves brushed his calves, as Jonghyun ran through the thicket of the jungle. His feet stirred up moistened soil, the puce chunks flew in curves and vanished in the nowhere. Panting, he reached the precipice, halting in front of the giant waterfall. His naked body formed a dark contrast to the light blue sky. A cry out of the depth of his lungs, he stretched his arms and jumped.
Jonghyun landed in swirl of cotton candy, the sugary bulk surrounded him, nearly drowned him; big puppy eyes looked up. The cotton candy morphed into marshmallows, allowing him to move the pieces aside, sticking one or two in his mouth. A childish grin hushed over his face. He freed himself from the sweet embrace and rolled over the floor.
As he got up, he zipped his black leather jacket open, walked with strong steps towards his machine. The helmet in his left hand was toned in a dinosoreous green. The bike howled and Jonghyun led it in a high speed out of the city, lights flashing by, he chased after a blue sports car. With an aggressive action, he passed the car and whilst trying to cut in, he turned his head around.
The rain was pouring down mercilessly. Through the fog of water stripes, a red umbrella skipped closer. The man under it hopped from one puddle into the next, a satisfied look on his mien. His shoes and most of his jeans were soaked, but his felicity was audible in his little giggles. He had forgotten to put on his jacket again. Before his eyes turned into smiling half- moons, he glanced up from the sparkling concrete.
Jonghyuns eyes left no doubt about his authority. Graced with feathers and jewels, paint and metal, he looked down from his horse, his gaze wandering over the troops. The hill was overgrown with his infantry, every one of them was armed to the teeth. Their commander let out a yell, a piercing high note, echoing over the area and Jonghyun let his stallion rear. The fingers tight around his golden sword, he pointed into the distance.
He put his elbow back on the bed for to support his weight. With a quick movement, he threw his hair into the right position and smirked. "Wanna join me?", he asked and snuggled himself with a surprising speed into the mass of cushions and blankets in order to make it look more inviting. Only his head was visible now and with the way, his tongue stuck out absent- minded, there was no more need to think about the question.
Grinning from one ear to another, Key leaned back over the desk, picking up a pencil. Every place, he had let his mind wander to, was populated by Jonghyun, every story, he could imagine, had Jonghyun as the hero. 'All right, a love song it is then...', he thought to himself and started writing his very first lyrics.
Ponylove for the Shawols ~ ♥♥♥
~ Argh, I had a major writer's block in the past five days and I am sorry to let y'all waiting so long for the continuation of the "labours" and "the cb- man". OTL!!! I hope, I have regained some strength, at least, I have regained my weird randomness, it seems... I wrote an Ontae FGS! (o__O)
Anyways, a lot of kissez and huggsiez, pony- power- love- team iz back (but still consisting of only one member...) and is looking forward to your comments! Because, let me tell u, comments are pure balls of LoOoOoVe~ ♥
(Masterlist: "The Dozen") (Masterlist: "The CB- Man") (Masterlist: "Stable of Stories")
Title: Show Down
Author: PonyATF
Pairing: OnewxTaemin
Genre: Fluffy western (drabble)
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I neither own the boys, nor do I make any money with this story.
Summary: The place is too small for a maknae and a leader. There has to be a show down.
A/N: For the beautiful fluffyxcloud in the wild, wild west. I CAN'T BELIEVE, U MADE ME WRITE AN ONTAE!? Anyways, to get into the right mood, I recommend listening to (this).
Show Down
Sand, as colorless as his soul felt, crunched under his shoe sole, when he slowly pulled his jacket back for to reveal his hips. There was no hint of sympathy in Onews eyes, he stared at his foe, waiting for him to make the first false move. "Today is the day of vengeance, pal."
His opponent, about six steps away from him, observing him equally focused, brought his left hand carefully to his temple, wiping away a single drop of sweat. "I'll make sure to be faster than you.", Taemin said, now putting both of his thumbs on his belt.
Onew let one side of his mouth curl up to a sneering smirk and within a second, his whole body tensed up, he jumped forward, licking his lips in preparation of his weapon and hit the surprised boy with his kissing- attack spot- on on the mouth.
Eyes widened, the struck boy glared at him for a moment, then he sank on his knees, causing the sand dust to disperse. Remaining in this position, Onew had to nudge his foes head for Taemin to tilt over and eventually placing his motionless body on the ground.
The one left standing pushed his hat back and arched over the laying kid, checking for his condition. Onew wanted to make sure, if he needed to kiss the boy again or if his revenge was already fulfilled. With his left hand, he stroke some strands of hair out of Taemins face, as the door opened.
"What the...?!", Key snapped for air. "Why is there a load of sand in our living room? AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO OUR MAKNAE?" Taemin hurried to stand up, but Onew wasn't willing to let his game end like this.
"We should have locked that wicked swinging saloon door. All kind of scum can enter... Hurry, pal, we have to get on our horses and ride into the sunset!", he said in a husky voice and grabbed the younger one by his wrist, draging him out of the dorm.
Key followed them, nagging about 'And who will clean that mess up? ONEW! WHO IS GOING TO CLEAN THE SAND UP!?', but as soon as the two swung themselves on their bikes, the groups mother could do nothing more, than watching them becoming little black dots on the horizon.
Slow Down
Title: Slow Down
Author: PonyATF
Pairing: JonghyunxKey
Genre: Romance? (drabble)
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I neither own the boys, nor do I make any money with this story.
Summary: Images, that came to my mind, seeking for inspiration.
A/N: If it wasn't for an awesome story by jjongjjang , I wouldn't have become part of the lj- community. That is, why I owe her big times and this drabble here is the first installment of my repayment, kekeke. Wanna have a (soundtrack?)
Slow Down
The room was darkened, just a single light glowed over the desk, on which the man hunched over a mess of papers, soda and candy bars. In search of inspiration, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and opened his mind:
Dark green leaves brushed his calves, as Jonghyun ran through the thicket of the jungle. His feet stirred up moistened soil, the puce chunks flew in curves and vanished in the nowhere. Panting, he reached the precipice, halting in front of the giant waterfall. His naked body formed a dark contrast to the light blue sky. A cry out of the depth of his lungs, he stretched his arms and jumped.
Jonghyun landed in swirl of cotton candy, the sugary bulk surrounded him, nearly drowned him; big puppy eyes looked up. The cotton candy morphed into marshmallows, allowing him to move the pieces aside, sticking one or two in his mouth. A childish grin hushed over his face. He freed himself from the sweet embrace and rolled over the floor.
As he got up, he zipped his black leather jacket open, walked with strong steps towards his machine. The helmet in his left hand was toned in a dinosoreous green. The bike howled and Jonghyun led it in a high speed out of the city, lights flashing by, he chased after a blue sports car. With an aggressive action, he passed the car and whilst trying to cut in, he turned his head around.
The rain was pouring down mercilessly. Through the fog of water stripes, a red umbrella skipped closer. The man under it hopped from one puddle into the next, a satisfied look on his mien. His shoes and most of his jeans were soaked, but his felicity was audible in his little giggles. He had forgotten to put on his jacket again. Before his eyes turned into smiling half- moons, he glanced up from the sparkling concrete.
Jonghyuns eyes left no doubt about his authority. Graced with feathers and jewels, paint and metal, he looked down from his horse, his gaze wandering over the troops. The hill was overgrown with his infantry, every one of them was armed to the teeth. Their commander let out a yell, a piercing high note, echoing over the area and Jonghyun let his stallion rear. The fingers tight around his golden sword, he pointed into the distance.
He put his elbow back on the bed for to support his weight. With a quick movement, he threw his hair into the right position and smirked. "Wanna join me?", he asked and snuggled himself with a surprising speed into the mass of cushions and blankets in order to make it look more inviting. Only his head was visible now and with the way, his tongue stuck out absent- minded, there was no more need to think about the question.
Grinning from one ear to another, Key leaned back over the desk, picking up a pencil. Every place, he had let his mind wander to, was populated by Jonghyun, every story, he could imagine, had Jonghyun as the hero. 'All right, a love song it is then...', he thought to himself and started writing his very first lyrics.
Ponylove for the Shawols ~ ♥♥♥
~ Argh, I had a major writer's block in the past five days and I am sorry to let y'all waiting so long for the continuation of the "labours" and "the cb- man". OTL!!! I hope, I have regained some strength, at least, I have regained my weird randomness, it seems... I wrote an Ontae FGS! (o__O)
Anyways, a lot of kissez and huggsiez, pony- power- love- team iz back (but still consisting of only one member...) and is looking forward to your comments! Because, let me tell u, comments are pure balls of LoOoOoVe~ ♥
(Masterlist: "The Dozen") (Masterlist: "The CB- Man") (Masterlist: "Stable of Stories")