Title: At Gunpoint 8/10 Pairing: Jonghyun/Key Genre: AU Rating: PG-13 for this chapter Summary: Kibum wakes up later than usual the next day, the scent clinging to his skin not entirely his, and the lack of nausea surprises him. ( click. )
I love this chapter. Poor Kibum. I have to highlight my favorite scene/part in this chapter, because I feel like it defined how Jonghyun felt and why he keeps saying no to Kibum.
"Because people like you get people like me killed," he says, all coolness lost, raw emotions way too heavy on his tone. "I'd rather not even know where you are, than worry you may die in front of me," he almost growls, stare alternating between Kibum's eyes and mouth. Kibum can feel Jonghyun's chest rise and fall shallowly - or is that his own? He can't tell.
And, after that. From that part on to the end, it was bittersweet and with raw emotions. I loved it!
I was hoping not to give you a long comment because I feel embarrassed giving you such long soul wrenching comments, but I guess when it comes to this story, I can't. :3
OHMYGOODNESS. I do not even know where to begin. I feel like the depth of this fic and the connection between JongKey throughout revolves around this pervasive sensation of being rejected by society and a paradoxical desperation to find an escape from both expectation and human will... and the formula is like an addictive suffocation that nonetheless retains promise of breath. In summary of yet another round of incoherent ramblings: this is wonderful. I love it. I want more. Etc.
I feel so stupid in front of this comment, you don't even know, lol. I think that this is the best and deepest analysation of (mostly) Kibum I've ever come across, even when it comes to mini-dialogues and ramblings inside my head. I can't be anything but glad someone thinks about this fic this much. Wow.
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Only two more chapters! I can't wait to see how this ends!
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I know, right! I can't quite believe this is really ending lol.
Thank you for reading ♥
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Good to know you're enjoying it so far!
Thank you for reading ♥
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"Because people like you get people like me killed," he says, all coolness lost, raw emotions way too heavy on his tone. "I'd rather not even know where you are, than worry you may die in front of me," he almost growls, stare alternating between Kibum's eyes and mouth. Kibum can feel Jonghyun's chest rise and fall shallowly - or is that his own? He can't tell.
And, after that. From that part on to the end, it was bittersweet and with raw emotions. I loved it!
I was hoping not to give you a long comment because I feel embarrassed giving you such long soul wrenching comments, but I guess when it comes to this story, I can't. :3
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Really glad you enjoyed it ;;
And omg don't say that, I love all your comments so much, seriously ♥
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I do not even know where to begin. I feel like the depth of this fic and the connection between JongKey throughout revolves around this pervasive sensation of being rejected by society and a paradoxical desperation to find an escape from both expectation and human will... and the formula is like an addictive suffocation that nonetheless retains promise of breath.
In summary of yet another round of incoherent ramblings: this is wonderful. I love it. I want more. Etc.
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I think that this is the best and deepest analysation of (mostly) Kibum I've ever come across, even when it comes to mini-dialogues and ramblings inside my head. I can't be anything but glad someone thinks about this fic this much. Wow.
Thank you so, so much ♥
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