;the way your lips feel
;jonghyun/kyuhyun → the way your lips feel
pg, fluff
638 words
a/n: unbeta-ed. don't kill me for this ;o; don't even ask why i wrote this. just dkhfalskdh ;O;
‘i don’t get it,’ kyuhyun sighs with a frown. he tilts his head to the side, letting his brown curly locks fall into place as he watches the bride and groom give each other a kiss and he hears the cheer of the guests echo inside the church.
jonghyun sits beside him, looking to his left where his hyung was when he hears that exasperated sigh because he thinks kyuhyun’s worrying about the wrong things. ‘what don’t you get, hyung?’ jonghyun asks anyway, even if he wasn’t as interested. then again, anything that kyuhyun says was interesting for jonghyun.
‘why they get all happy and cheery when they kiss..’ and jonghyun couldn’t help but laugh at that. sometimes he thinks kyuhyun’s more naïve minded than he was when he acts all close-minded like this.
but kyuhyun was actually interesting like this. it’s quite attractive. and jonghyun turns to his side, folding up a leg to turn ninety-degrees to face kyuhyun, ‘it’s a kiss, hyung, kisses are supposed to make you happy.’
kyuhyun tries not to make fun because jonghyun was only fifteen and he isn’t supposed to talk about things like this. ‘you’re saying that like you’ve experienced it,’ he says flatly, crossing his arms.
‘who says i haven’t?’
‘who says you have?’
‘i have.’
‘ liar.’ kyuhyun glances to the altar for a second and he sees everyone taking pictures when the bride and groom kiss again and he groans.
seriously, what was the big deal? it. is. just. a. kiss. and he wasn’t even supposed to be here either. he’d rather do something else because he doesn’t even know they bride and groom. he refuses to refer to them anymore than that because they’re just their neighbors and kyuhyun feels forced to have come here.
‘cheer up, hyung. it gets better. there’s only the reception left.’ jonghyun laughs, quite amused at his childhood friend’s misery. he likes occasions like this. where everyone is happy and celebrating. and there was food. he doesn’t really understand why kyuhyun doesn’t like free food. everybody likes free food.
‘i need to get out of here,’ he says when he hears his mother call out for him. curse those obligatory family pictures. he knows his mom would have that framed up and he’d probably see it in the living room when he goes home after school one day.
jonghyun follows when kyuhyun shuffles through the crowd and exits, standing by the huge entrance of the church, decorated with even more flowers that leave kyuhyun in distaste.
‘kisses are better than you think,’ jonghyun brings it up again when kyuhyun has been silent longer than jonghyun could take. he kicks himself off the wall to face kyuhyun, and he makes his face look as convincing as possible.
kyuhyun looks from the sky and to jonghyun and he licks his lips wet after having been quiet and the wind had dried his red lips.
of course he just had to do that, didn’t he? and jonghyun tries not to notice but it was hard. ‘why so?’ kyuhyun asks with a straight face.
‘because,’
‘because what?’
and jonghyun thinks he should just get over it and shut kyuhyun up. he takes a step forward, eyes closed and he presses his lips on kyuhyun’s. and they were soft on his, a little chapped but jonghyun doesn’t mind. and he presses a little harder just to make sure. he remains still for a few more seconds and he pulls away when he thinks kyuhyun’s probably understood his point by now.
‘because kisses make you happy,’ jonghyun retorts with a small smug face and he watches kyuhyun frozen in front of him.
kyuhyun doesn’t notice it but jonghyun sees that small curve on his lips, less than an inch probably and jonghyun inwardly smiles and he decides that yes, kyuhyun has finally gotten his point by now.
pg, fluff
638 words
a/n: unbeta-ed. don't kill me for this ;o; don't even ask why i wrote this. just dkhfalskdh ;O;
‘i don’t get it,’ kyuhyun sighs with a frown. he tilts his head to the side, letting his brown curly locks fall into place as he watches the bride and groom give each other a kiss and he hears the cheer of the guests echo inside the church.
jonghyun sits beside him, looking to his left where his hyung was when he hears that exasperated sigh because he thinks kyuhyun’s worrying about the wrong things. ‘what don’t you get, hyung?’ jonghyun asks anyway, even if he wasn’t as interested. then again, anything that kyuhyun says was interesting for jonghyun.
‘why they get all happy and cheery when they kiss..’ and jonghyun couldn’t help but laugh at that. sometimes he thinks kyuhyun’s more naïve minded than he was when he acts all close-minded like this.
but kyuhyun was actually interesting like this. it’s quite attractive. and jonghyun turns to his side, folding up a leg to turn ninety-degrees to face kyuhyun, ‘it’s a kiss, hyung, kisses are supposed to make you happy.’
kyuhyun tries not to make fun because jonghyun was only fifteen and he isn’t supposed to talk about things like this. ‘you’re saying that like you’ve experienced it,’ he says flatly, crossing his arms.
‘who says i haven’t?’
‘who says you have?’
‘i have.’
‘ liar.’ kyuhyun glances to the altar for a second and he sees everyone taking pictures when the bride and groom kiss again and he groans.
seriously, what was the big deal? it. is. just. a. kiss. and he wasn’t even supposed to be here either. he’d rather do something else because he doesn’t even know they bride and groom. he refuses to refer to them anymore than that because they’re just their neighbors and kyuhyun feels forced to have come here.
‘cheer up, hyung. it gets better. there’s only the reception left.’ jonghyun laughs, quite amused at his childhood friend’s misery. he likes occasions like this. where everyone is happy and celebrating. and there was food. he doesn’t really understand why kyuhyun doesn’t like free food. everybody likes free food.
‘i need to get out of here,’ he says when he hears his mother call out for him. curse those obligatory family pictures. he knows his mom would have that framed up and he’d probably see it in the living room when he goes home after school one day.
jonghyun follows when kyuhyun shuffles through the crowd and exits, standing by the huge entrance of the church, decorated with even more flowers that leave kyuhyun in distaste.
‘kisses are better than you think,’ jonghyun brings it up again when kyuhyun has been silent longer than jonghyun could take. he kicks himself off the wall to face kyuhyun, and he makes his face look as convincing as possible.
kyuhyun looks from the sky and to jonghyun and he licks his lips wet after having been quiet and the wind had dried his red lips.
of course he just had to do that, didn’t he? and jonghyun tries not to notice but it was hard. ‘why so?’ kyuhyun asks with a straight face.
‘because,’
‘because what?’
and jonghyun thinks he should just get over it and shut kyuhyun up. he takes a step forward, eyes closed and he presses his lips on kyuhyun’s. and they were soft on his, a little chapped but jonghyun doesn’t mind. and he presses a little harder just to make sure. he remains still for a few more seconds and he pulls away when he thinks kyuhyun’s probably understood his point by now.
‘because kisses make you happy,’ jonghyun retorts with a small smug face and he watches kyuhyun frozen in front of him.
kyuhyun doesn’t notice it but jonghyun sees that small curve on his lips, less than an inch probably and jonghyun inwardly smiles and he decides that yes, kyuhyun has finally gotten his point by now.