The First Time We Talk About Us; HoSu; PG-15; Romance, Drama, Angst; for in_vazn
Title: The First Time We Talk About Us
Author: Hanabi Reeza [aoireeza]
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Pairing: HoSu
Word Count: 772 words all in all
Disclaimers: These delicious boys are not mine. Boo.
Summary: JunSu enjoys coffee breaks and time outs because that's the only time he could escape... and be caught again. (for in_vazn)
** crossposted at hug______, hosu_yongwonhi and in_vazn
Author's Notes: I promised myself that I won't be writing until I finish all of my requirements for school, but I found myself typing away when I saw the new themes for in_vazn. I kept telling myself "One and a half to go. You can use some rest." And here I am.
These drabbles are the result of too much stress. And obsession with HoSu. (Gawd, I sound like I'm trying to scare people away. xD) So enjoy. :D
The First Time We Talk About Us
01. Pride
He hates it, loathes it to the highest degree possible, when YunHo grabs him by the wrist and pins him on the wall, and he tries to wriggle free from the other’s grip because he could - he believes he could - he wants to. He needs to.
I hate you - he mutters under his breath as YunHo’s eyes fix on him, and he bites his lower lip so that he won’t cry. But YunHo closes the distance between them with a kiss, and he could no longer hold back the tears.
He falls for the first time.
02. Lust
He is impatient - his hands are wandering, frantically searching for a reason for existence - and pins YunHo on the wall, crushing his lips into the latter’s own - desperate, wanting, needing.
You’re mine - he proclaims, voice firm and husky and low as he nips on YunHo’s earlobe, plants kisses on YunHo’s neck down to his collarbone.
You’re mine - he repeats, and YunHo nods in affirmation. Because he is.
03. Anger
He has waited, waited for so long, and he gets nothing, nothing more than a small smile and an almost inaudible response to his question. But it’s too simple, he reasons out. Yes or no, he insists, and locks his gaze on YunHo.
Don’t talk to me - he manages to say as his lips tremble, and he turns his heel to leave. It’s now or never, he thinks. If he wouldn’t leave now, he’d never be able to escape. No, not from YunHo’s grip. Not from YunHo’s arms.
He shoves away YunHo’s hand that is gripping him by the wrist and walks away before he could take another look back.
04. Gluttony
He loves it, the taste of apple and cinnamon on his tongue, and he licks some more, more until he can no longer stand its taste. He loves the feel of YunHo’s lips on his, hungry and wanting for more. He loves the way YunHo’s fingers are running through his hair - slowly, tentatively, almost lovingly - and the only thing he could do is to let his hands fall to his sides.
Don’t stop - he finds it hard to say in between hitched breathing, and he melts in the kiss, barriers shattering into fragments of yesterday.
So this is falling.
05. Sloth
He wants to make things come true - all those late-night talks about their future after Dong Bang Shin Ki, the stolen kisses before lives and concerts, the gentle squeeze of the hand in their loneliest days - but he remains on his seat, a smile plastered on his lips, eyes fixed on the camera as they all say “Tohoshinki deshita!” in unison.
So it’s JaeJoong hyung - he whispers to YunHo when he gets the chance, while they all shuffle out of the set and before they get back to the car. He sees the surprised look in YunHo’s eyes that the latter quickly masks with disbelief. YunHo tells him that he’s just tired, that he just needs some sleep.
And perhaps, he muses, and he wishes, YunHo is correct.
06. Envy
He doesn’t really have a choice now, does he, when the only thing that he could express that could be equated to a reaction is a small smile and a chuckle. He can’t raise an eyebrow when YunHo casually places an arm around JaeJoong because for Pete’s sake, they’re best friends. But they are best friends, too, he tells himself. They also are the best of friends.
Go for it - he suddenly blurts out when YunHo passes by him, and he is surprised when YunHo laughs and smiles at him. YunHo tells him that he will because he trusts JunSu’s instincts. And he smiles because he is JunSu.
So this is what he gets for being Kim JunSu.
07. Greed
He takes this chance to end it all when they take a five-minute break from taping - he slips an arm around YunHo and takes him to the farthest corner of the room, a place where no light will ever come. When he is well sure that no one would see them, he pins YunHo on the wall, leans in for a kiss and melts in YunHo’s lips, because they are soft and sweet - just the way he wants them.
I love you - he tells YunHo as breathes for the first time since Lord knows when, and he pulls away before YunHo could ask what he means by that, if actually means what he has just said.
He wipes the tears that have begun to form in the corner of his eyes away, takes a deep breath, and wills a smile to make its way to his lips.
The show must go on, after all.
Author: Hanabi Reeza [aoireeza]
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Pairing: HoSu
Word Count: 772 words all in all
Disclaimers: These delicious boys are not mine. Boo.
Summary: JunSu enjoys coffee breaks and time outs because that's the only time he could escape... and be caught again. (for in_vazn)
** crossposted at hug______, hosu_yongwonhi and in_vazn
Author's Notes: I promised myself that I won't be writing until I finish all of my requirements for school, but I found myself typing away when I saw the new themes for in_vazn. I kept telling myself "One and a half to go. You can use some rest." And here I am.
These drabbles are the result of too much stress. And obsession with HoSu. (Gawd, I sound like I'm trying to scare people away. xD) So enjoy. :D
The First Time We Talk About Us
01. Pride
He hates it, loathes it to the highest degree possible, when YunHo grabs him by the wrist and pins him on the wall, and he tries to wriggle free from the other’s grip because he could - he believes he could - he wants to. He needs to.
I hate you - he mutters under his breath as YunHo’s eyes fix on him, and he bites his lower lip so that he won’t cry. But YunHo closes the distance between them with a kiss, and he could no longer hold back the tears.
He falls for the first time.
02. Lust
He is impatient - his hands are wandering, frantically searching for a reason for existence - and pins YunHo on the wall, crushing his lips into the latter’s own - desperate, wanting, needing.
You’re mine - he proclaims, voice firm and husky and low as he nips on YunHo’s earlobe, plants kisses on YunHo’s neck down to his collarbone.
You’re mine - he repeats, and YunHo nods in affirmation. Because he is.
03. Anger
He has waited, waited for so long, and he gets nothing, nothing more than a small smile and an almost inaudible response to his question. But it’s too simple, he reasons out. Yes or no, he insists, and locks his gaze on YunHo.
Don’t talk to me - he manages to say as his lips tremble, and he turns his heel to leave. It’s now or never, he thinks. If he wouldn’t leave now, he’d never be able to escape. No, not from YunHo’s grip. Not from YunHo’s arms.
He shoves away YunHo’s hand that is gripping him by the wrist and walks away before he could take another look back.
04. Gluttony
He loves it, the taste of apple and cinnamon on his tongue, and he licks some more, more until he can no longer stand its taste. He loves the feel of YunHo’s lips on his, hungry and wanting for more. He loves the way YunHo’s fingers are running through his hair - slowly, tentatively, almost lovingly - and the only thing he could do is to let his hands fall to his sides.
Don’t stop - he finds it hard to say in between hitched breathing, and he melts in the kiss, barriers shattering into fragments of yesterday.
So this is falling.
05. Sloth
He wants to make things come true - all those late-night talks about their future after Dong Bang Shin Ki, the stolen kisses before lives and concerts, the gentle squeeze of the hand in their loneliest days - but he remains on his seat, a smile plastered on his lips, eyes fixed on the camera as they all say “Tohoshinki deshita!” in unison.
So it’s JaeJoong hyung - he whispers to YunHo when he gets the chance, while they all shuffle out of the set and before they get back to the car. He sees the surprised look in YunHo’s eyes that the latter quickly masks with disbelief. YunHo tells him that he’s just tired, that he just needs some sleep.
And perhaps, he muses, and he wishes, YunHo is correct.
06. Envy
He doesn’t really have a choice now, does he, when the only thing that he could express that could be equated to a reaction is a small smile and a chuckle. He can’t raise an eyebrow when YunHo casually places an arm around JaeJoong because for Pete’s sake, they’re best friends. But they are best friends, too, he tells himself. They also are the best of friends.
Go for it - he suddenly blurts out when YunHo passes by him, and he is surprised when YunHo laughs and smiles at him. YunHo tells him that he will because he trusts JunSu’s instincts. And he smiles because he is JunSu.
So this is what he gets for being Kim JunSu.
07. Greed
He takes this chance to end it all when they take a five-minute break from taping - he slips an arm around YunHo and takes him to the farthest corner of the room, a place where no light will ever come. When he is well sure that no one would see them, he pins YunHo on the wall, leans in for a kiss and melts in YunHo’s lips, because they are soft and sweet - just the way he wants them.
I love you - he tells YunHo as breathes for the first time since Lord knows when, and he pulls away before YunHo could ask what he means by that, if actually means what he has just said.
He wipes the tears that have begun to form in the corner of his eyes away, takes a deep breath, and wills a smile to make its way to his lips.
The show must go on, after all.