here have my wips
sooooo. here are things i am-- currently working on/kind of working on/planning to work on/ wanting to give up on //sobs// i know i'm lazy but i never knew i was //this// lazy.someone help meeeeeee
1. jinyoung/gongchan
"i look pretty all the time," jinyoung grins to lighten up the mood and it works, and chansik rolls his eyes at him. the first rays of sunshine are already peeking through the blinds, casting a yellow glow into the room.he watches chansik's eyes dart down to their fingers, tangled above the rumpled sheets, his thin and weak looking, chansik's long and calloused..in this light, they look almost the same as jinyoung's and not ghostly at all. chansik smiles at the sight.
2. jinyoung/sandeul
looking up at him with wide liquid eyes is a tiny chubby catboy, sitting in the middle of the box with his legs bunched under him, his arms by his side, small fists shaking with barely restrained fear. jinyoung can barely spot the brown cat ears amid the messy mop of curls, but there's no mistaking the thick bushy tail wound around him, a security blanket of sorts, it looks like.
3. jinyoung/gongchan
Gongchan closes his eyes, embracing the darkness enveloping him like a heavy blanket. His senses turn inward--he thinks he hears something. Under the ever-fading hum of his internal cooling system, just beyond the sudden sparks made by his wirings, his sound receptors can pick up something that sound a little like a drumming. It's faint, a barely-there sound that might might have been his imagination.
Gongchan thinks it sounds a little like a heartbeat.
4. dongwoo/jinyoung
dongwoo loves jinyoung between long hugs and soft kisses.jinyoung loves dongwoo behind closed doors and hushed whispers.
5. jinyoung/gongchan
"i'm dead," chansik spits out, anger curling around the words like poison vines. "don't you ever, ever forget that, jinyoung. i'm dead."
6. gongchan/sandeul
something quite incredible happens then. junghwan freezes, detaching himself from the tree he had been hugging. his eyes widen comically, his mouth hanging open in a disbelieving gape--not that that's weird, because he's always like that anyway. what's weird is that he walks closer to chansik, slow, deliberate steps so unlike his usual scampering off to the opposite direction if chansik so much as turns to his general direction--so close they are almost nose to nose-- the closest chansik's ever been to him.
and then, he screams.
7. dongwoo/gongchan
he isn't crying. at least, not yet, but he's damn close.he's tired. he's sick of the fighting. the swearing and the crying, accusations flying like knives, harsh words like stones hurled over and over again. he knows love isn't perfect, but he didn't expect it to be this flawed either.
8. dongwoo/gongchan
(chansik hates it when people mess his hair, because then it'd be all over the place and he'd have to smooth them down again, but dr. shin is nice and he has nice hands that feel really, really good when he touches chansik's head even when he does it to mess with chansik's hair so chansik doesn't mind. and dr. shin's eyes are pretty when they're crinkled in a smile, and chansik likes that too)
9. baro/gongchan; gongchan/baro (idk)
"sun-sunwoo," chansik croaks, his voice already too weak to manage anything above a whisper. "sunwoo, please. please." just then something shifts--the floor? the world? his mind?-- and everything is upside down. it's sunwoo cowering on the floor, staring up at him with wide, fearful eyes. it's sunwoo who is drenched in sweat and reeking of piss, screaming as chansik brings the axe down.
10. dongwoo/ jinyoung
"hi, i'm dongwoo. don't freak out, but i'm very, very in love with you. and you...well, you're kind of in love with me too."