72 hours verse wherein yixing's number gets called twice/thrice (preferably k members eg baekhyun kyungsoo or sehun). at the fourth call, he gets to do it with lu han. limited third person pov--lu han
Things That Matter (1/8)
anonymous
March 31 2013, 15:47:17 UTC
anon, I hope you're okay with the side pairings and I really tried with the limited 3rd person pov but it's so hard OTL there might be some lapses
Warning: dubcon, (off-screen) self-harm
Lu Han's mind is running in circles. He keeps his legs drawn to his body, face pressed into his knees but it doesn't help block out the ticking of the clock on the wall. They must've been locked in this rat hole for about forty hours now. Soon, Yifan and Jongin will start burning up again and the next round will be announced. Whose turn will it be this time?
Lu Han squeezes his eyes shut and pounds his fists against the sides of his head lightly as if to expel the thoughts. He doesn't want to think about whom he might have to sleep with if his number is called again, doesn't want to think about what he and Minseok have done, what the others have done, what they will do. His bottom still feels weird, so he shifts around trying to find a more comfortable sitting position
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Things That Matter (2/8)
anonymous
March 31 2013, 15:50:12 UTC
Lu Han knocks again. "Come on, open the door!" He's got a bad feeling about this. It crawls up his spine like a nervous shudder. Several pairs of eyes are now on Lu Han and the door -- and in that moment they hear the speaker crackling. The high screeching sound they're accustomed to by now is a tell-tale sign of another message and indeed, as soon as the ear-drum torturing noise fades, the distorted voice can be heard.
"I am sorry to announce that Number 11 has inflicted a wound on his arm.There's a short buzzing sound from the door and Lu Han, shock-still with his hand on the door knob, can feel the lock springing open. There must be an electric door opener that can be controlled by their captor. Lu Han barges into the room immediately, followed by some of the others. The first thing they see is Jongin lying amidst wooden splinters that look like pieces of the destroyed door of the cabinet above the sink. The voice continues while Lu Han drops to his knees and lifts Jongin's head, patting his cheeks and pleading for him to wake up
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anonymous
March 31 2013, 15:54:16 UTC
Lu Han holds his breath, freezing. For a split second, he hopes someone else will volunteer. He wants to talk himself into doing it but at the same time he knows he won't, not if he doesn't know what this new "task" consists of. I don't want to risk hurting them any more, he thinks. It's true but it still feels like a goddamn sorry excuse. He slumps against the cold, rough wall and stares miserably at the tips of his sneakers.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven-"
Once, on a show somewhere in China -- it feels like centuries ago -- he and Yixing had jumped in to receive a punishment in stead of one of the hosts. Yixing had been laughing, Lu Han remembers, with sparkling eyes and dimpled cheek as they held up a helmet on which a large bowl was dropped lightly. The show was scripted, of course, and completely safe.
"I'll do it!"
Lu Han's head, along with everyone else's, whips around to the small voice piping up and he sees Yixing standing up on slightly wobbly legs. His heart screeches to a stop.
"Volunteer Number 1, very well. However, the
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Things That Matter (4/8)
anonymous
March 31 2013, 15:57:23 UTC
Lu Han feels like a horrible coward. Instead of stepping up, he's still sitting in the same place. And now he's facing that dark place deep inside of him where he's glad that he didn't take the chance to volunteer. He knows that his safety is bought at the cost of the other members'.
"If you want or need any extra supplies of goods which contribute to the successful conduction of the experiment, such as, but not limited to, medicine, sexual stimulants, or, let's say, a new bottle of lubricant, seeing as yours is almost used up, you may find four volunteers. Those four volunteers will be required to engage in sexual intercourse. However, the rules for this extra task are as follows: Volunteer Number 1 will act as the passive party throughout the task and volunteers Number 2, 3 and 4 are not to leave the room in which you choose to carry out the act until their respective turn is over. After this, the volunteer numbers will become void and you will go by the marking on your wrists again. You have one hour. Good luck.Everybody stares in
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Things That Matter (5/8)
anonymous
March 31 2013, 16:05:43 UTC
"Gege, can I tell you something?" Zitao whispers in Chinese. He looks distressed and Lu Han has an inkling that he'd about to hear something he'd rather not. But he thinks, after this they will all know more than a few things about their band members they'd rather not have known, anyway. And if pouring his heart out helps Zitao even the littlest bit, the least he can do is listen. So he nods and lets the younger scoot a bit closer.
"I didn't mean to, you have to believe me, gege," Zitao whispers hastily, as if he couldn't get rid of the words fast enough. "But I couldn't help it, you know, Xing-gege and Boxian-gege looked so pretty and I. I'm not a voyeur! I really didn't want to but I g-g-" He draws a deep breath. "You know we had to watch and they were so pretty and the way the moved... and I got hard and Sehun didn't. I felt disgusting but I had these pictures in my head. I thought, what if I were... what if I were Yixing. I didn't want it, it's just. I just thought about it, and Boxian-gege's fingers
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Things That Matter (6/8)
anonymous
March 31 2013, 16:21:10 UTC
He stops in front of Jongin's feet and when the other sits up and looks at him with eyes pleading for forgiveness, Yixing slaps him in the cheek. The force of it snaps Jongin's head to the side and he gasps audibly. His eyes are squeezed shut and he reaches up blindly to pat his cheek that's surely stinging like fire now. Even as Yixing drops to his knees and lifts his hand again, everyone is too shocked at the scene unfolding before their eyes to intervene
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Things That Matter (7/8)
anonymous
March 31 2013, 16:25:07 UTC
"Lu Han, look at me," Yixing beckons, voice dripping sweet like syrup and Lu Han's eyes open against his will, leaving him no choice but to watch Yixing touching himself while he blabbers mindlessly. "I'm so good for you. I've always only thought about you, when Shinee sunbaenims taught me how to suck cock-"
"Yixing!"
"-and when manager hyung took me from behind. Sometimes, I lie awake at night and you're right there, sleeping peacefully. I touch myself, like this, like right now, and moan your name, hoping you wake up and want me."
"Yixing, shut up! That's a lie. You never did any of that!" Lu Han wipes hot tears from his face and takes a few steps towards Yixing. He's shaking. "Please come back, Yixing, this is not you."
Yixing closes his eyes, blocking out Lu Han's words. "Lu Han, call me slut, please. I'm your little slut. Look, I'm fuck- ahh, fucked open just for you." He slides two fingers into himself slowly, down to the knuckles, even as a tear slips from the corner of his closed eyes and Lu Han's heart aches silently. He
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dear op anon, please wait a few more days, I am creating a monster ^^;;; (and I might have a busy start of the week)
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Warning: dubcon, (off-screen) self-harm
Lu Han's mind is running in circles. He keeps his legs drawn to his body, face pressed into his knees but it doesn't help block out the ticking of the clock on the wall. They must've been locked in this rat hole for about forty hours now. Soon, Yifan and Jongin will start burning up again and the next round will be announced. Whose turn will it be this time?
Lu Han squeezes his eyes shut and pounds his fists against the sides of his head lightly as if to expel the thoughts. He doesn't want to think about whom he might have to sleep with if his number is called again, doesn't want to think about what he and Minseok have done, what the others have done, what they will do. His bottom still feels weird, so he shifts around trying to find a more comfortable sitting position ( ... )
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"I am sorry to announce that Number 11 has inflicted a wound on his arm.There's a short buzzing sound from the door and Lu Han, shock-still with his hand on the door knob, can feel the lock springing open. There must be an electric door opener that can be controlled by their captor. Lu Han barges into the room immediately, followed by some of the others. The first thing they see is Jongin lying amidst wooden splinters that look like pieces of the destroyed door of the cabinet above the sink. The voice continues while Lu Han drops to his knees and lifts Jongin's head, patting his cheeks and pleading for him to wake up ( ... )
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"Ten, nine, eight, seven-"
Once, on a show somewhere in China -- it feels like centuries ago -- he and Yixing had jumped in to receive a punishment in stead of one of the hosts. Yixing had been laughing, Lu Han remembers, with sparkling eyes and dimpled cheek as they held up a helmet on which a large bowl was dropped lightly. The show was scripted, of course, and completely safe.
"I'll do it!"
Lu Han's head, along with everyone else's, whips around to the small voice piping up and he sees Yixing standing up on slightly wobbly legs. His heart screeches to a stop.
"Volunteer Number 1, very well. However, the ( ... )
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"If you want or need any extra supplies of goods which contribute to the successful conduction of the experiment, such as, but not limited to, medicine, sexual stimulants, or, let's say, a new bottle of lubricant, seeing as yours is almost used up, you may find four volunteers. Those four volunteers will be required to engage in sexual intercourse. However, the rules for this extra task are as follows: Volunteer Number 1 will act as the passive party throughout the task and volunteers Number 2, 3 and 4 are not to leave the room in which you choose to carry out the act until their respective turn is over. After this, the volunteer numbers will become void and you will go by the marking on your wrists again. You have one hour. Good luck.Everybody stares in ( ... )
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"I didn't mean to, you have to believe me, gege," Zitao whispers hastily, as if he couldn't get rid of the words fast enough. "But I couldn't help it, you know, Xing-gege and Boxian-gege looked so pretty and I. I'm not a voyeur! I really didn't want to but I g-g-" He draws a deep breath. "You know we had to watch and they were so pretty and the way the moved... and I got hard and Sehun didn't. I felt disgusting but I had these pictures in my head. I thought, what if I were... what if I were Yixing. I didn't want it, it's just. I just thought about it, and Boxian-gege's fingers ( ... )
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"Yixing!"
"-and when manager hyung took me from behind. Sometimes, I lie awake at night and you're right there, sleeping peacefully. I touch myself, like this, like right now, and moan your name, hoping you wake up and want me."
"Yixing, shut up! That's a lie. You never did any of that!" Lu Han wipes hot tears from his face and takes a few steps towards Yixing. He's shaking. "Please come back, Yixing, this is not you."
Yixing closes his eyes, blocking out Lu Han's words. "Lu Han, call me slut, please. I'm your little slut. Look, I'm fuck- ahh, fucked open just for you." He slides two fingers into himself slowly, down to the knuckles, even as a tear slips from the corner of his closed eyes and Lu Han's heart aches silently. He ( ... )
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TOO MUCH FEELS FROM READING THIS UGH XINGXING ;~~~~~;
this is such a great piece anon thank you so much for writing!
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omg so much feels in this D:
it hurts omg my heart ;_;
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