Kaleidoscope: 45° [SHINee; JongMinho, TaeKey]
Kaleidoscope: 45°
yumeyana
SHINee | jonghyun x minho, taemin x key
pg-13 / angst, romance, slight smut
He steals you from the real world and brings you to a world where you dream about the possibility of the two of you. Jonghyun tries to be someone who he's not because that's the only way he'll ever have someone he can't.
[crossposted at shinee_replay, jongminho.]
Author’s Notes: I know I should be writing something happy for the birthday boy but somehow, I couldn’t write anything sweet and happy. So rather than not do anything for him, I decided to write this. I’ll try to write something happy next time, I promise.
Saeng-il chukha hamnida, Minho yah. <3
Disclaimer: None of the SHINee boys are mine.
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Kaleidoscope: 45°
He steals you from the real world and brings you to a world where you dream about the possibility of the two of you. He’s younger and you should resist because this isn’t right but you let him, you let him sweep you off your feet and pin you down on his bed. You let him kiss you-he slips his hand behind your neck, pulling you closer-and you close your eyes as you feel him deepen the kiss. He slows down a little, letting you breathe but his lips are still there-hovering a centimeter away from yours. One of his hands lifts your shirt up and you bite your lower lip to keep yourself from moaning. Feather-light touches, just feather-light touches but it’s enough to stop your brain from functioning.
You lean closer and capture his lips, trying to regain a little authority by kissing him aggressively. But he soon gets it back and you’re left to hold onto him. You can’t hold on, you think because there’s nothing between the two of you. This thing he’s doing, it is just a way to escape from the real world where he doesn’t score enough points to win. He doesn’t love you, doesn’t really feel anything remotely close to that for you. You’re just his hyung; you should be telling him to stop, stop, stop.
But that’s just it, you think.
You are his hyung and your first priority is to take care of him. If doing this, succumbing to him every time he fails, means that you’re taking care of him, then you’d let him pretend. You’d let him weave an illusion that you’re Taemin, that you’re that one person he can’t have. You’d let him pretend, let him call you his name.
Even if it breaks you.
Taemin, he whispers in your lips and you can feel the tears in your eyes. It stings-his voice, his illusions-but you don’t let it get to you. Taemin, he repeats and you can hear his voice (his illusion) tremble a little; Minho hyung, you say, trying to sound like Taemin as much as you can, and capture his lips. You kiss him slowly this time, trying to act like the magnae that he imagines you to be. He smiles softly when he hears you (Taemin ah) and pulls you closer; you let imagine that it’s Taemin, Taemin, Taemin.
Even if you’re Jonghyun.
xxx
081209 | 405 words
yumeyana
SHINee | jonghyun x minho, taemin x key
pg-13 / angst, romance, slight smut
He steals you from the real world and brings you to a world where you dream about the possibility of the two of you. Jonghyun tries to be someone who he's not because that's the only way he'll ever have someone he can't.
[crossposted at shinee_replay, jongminho.]
Author’s Notes: I know I should be writing something happy for the birthday boy but somehow, I couldn’t write anything sweet and happy. So rather than not do anything for him, I decided to write this. I’ll try to write something happy next time, I promise.
Saeng-il chukha hamnida, Minho yah. <3
Disclaimer: None of the SHINee boys are mine.
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Kaleidoscope: 45°
He steals you from the real world and brings you to a world where you dream about the possibility of the two of you. He’s younger and you should resist because this isn’t right but you let him, you let him sweep you off your feet and pin you down on his bed. You let him kiss you-he slips his hand behind your neck, pulling you closer-and you close your eyes as you feel him deepen the kiss. He slows down a little, letting you breathe but his lips are still there-hovering a centimeter away from yours. One of his hands lifts your shirt up and you bite your lower lip to keep yourself from moaning. Feather-light touches, just feather-light touches but it’s enough to stop your brain from functioning.
You lean closer and capture his lips, trying to regain a little authority by kissing him aggressively. But he soon gets it back and you’re left to hold onto him. You can’t hold on, you think because there’s nothing between the two of you. This thing he’s doing, it is just a way to escape from the real world where he doesn’t score enough points to win. He doesn’t love you, doesn’t really feel anything remotely close to that for you. You’re just his hyung; you should be telling him to stop, stop, stop.
But that’s just it, you think.
You are his hyung and your first priority is to take care of him. If doing this, succumbing to him every time he fails, means that you’re taking care of him, then you’d let him pretend. You’d let him weave an illusion that you’re Taemin, that you’re that one person he can’t have. You’d let him pretend, let him call you his name.
Even if it breaks you.
Taemin, he whispers in your lips and you can feel the tears in your eyes. It stings-his voice, his illusions-but you don’t let it get to you. Taemin, he repeats and you can hear his voice (his illusion) tremble a little; Minho hyung, you say, trying to sound like Taemin as much as you can, and capture his lips. You kiss him slowly this time, trying to act like the magnae that he imagines you to be. He smiles softly when he hears you (Taemin ah) and pulls you closer; you let imagine that it’s Taemin, Taemin, Taemin.
Even if you’re Jonghyun.
xxx
081209 | 405 words