Prompt #6: Hours
Title: Lips
Fandom: SHINee
Characters: Kim Kibum, Kim Jonghyun
Prompt: Hours
Word Count: 266
Rating: R
Summary: Bound and gagged, it's impossible to remember how he got like this
Author's Notes: Back to writing horror. What can I say, this is where I feel comfortable. Also, blingasaurus, baby, this shit so reminds me of what you did for this same prompt (I think). Only mine is more open ended~
Jonghyun can't open his mouth the scream, to get the throaty bellow he wants, the sound that might get someone's attention. Strangled cries fight past his lips, muffled almost to the point of silence, so they’re useless in aiding him. But he tries, fights against the panic that has gripped him, that is fighting for control, by telling himself over and over, like a record stuck on repeat, that he’ll be all right if he can just make enough noise.
But he can’t. He can’t scream, because someone has sewn his lips together.
Flash of memory, of dark eyes, pale skin, perfect black hair. Jonghyun’s type if he ever had one. His name is Kim. Kim, something. It started with a K. Double K, that’s what he’d said as he’d flashed a smile with dazzling abandon. Jonghyun remembers thinking that he looked beautiful in the dim café.
Kim is with him, smiling at him, stroking his hair. He tries to shout again, disgusted by those fingers that catch in his hair because of dried blood. Jonghyun’s mouth hurts from screaming, his wrists from the ropes that bite into them. He's been fighting, hour after hour, but he doesn't know how long, can't remember being brought back here. Can only remember that smile, an offered drink, vanilla, hot in contrast to the snowy night.
"Call me Key," he says, leans forward with an out of control giggle. "I’m going to unlock everything about you."
Cold hands go to Jonghyun's side, dart up under his shirt, and he tries to scream, even as the tears begin to fall.
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Fandom: SHINee
Characters: Kim Kibum, Kim Jonghyun
Prompt: Hours
Word Count: 266
Rating: R
Summary: Bound and gagged, it's impossible to remember how he got like this
Author's Notes: Back to writing horror. What can I say, this is where I feel comfortable. Also, blingasaurus, baby, this shit so reminds me of what you did for this same prompt (I think). Only mine is more open ended~
Jonghyun can't open his mouth the scream, to get the throaty bellow he wants, the sound that might get someone's attention. Strangled cries fight past his lips, muffled almost to the point of silence, so they’re useless in aiding him. But he tries, fights against the panic that has gripped him, that is fighting for control, by telling himself over and over, like a record stuck on repeat, that he’ll be all right if he can just make enough noise.
But he can’t. He can’t scream, because someone has sewn his lips together.
Flash of memory, of dark eyes, pale skin, perfect black hair. Jonghyun’s type if he ever had one. His name is Kim. Kim, something. It started with a K. Double K, that’s what he’d said as he’d flashed a smile with dazzling abandon. Jonghyun remembers thinking that he looked beautiful in the dim café.
Kim is with him, smiling at him, stroking his hair. He tries to shout again, disgusted by those fingers that catch in his hair because of dried blood. Jonghyun’s mouth hurts from screaming, his wrists from the ropes that bite into them. He's been fighting, hour after hour, but he doesn't know how long, can't remember being brought back here. Can only remember that smile, an offered drink, vanilla, hot in contrast to the snowy night.
"Call me Key," he says, leans forward with an out of control giggle. "I’m going to unlock everything about you."
Cold hands go to Jonghyun's side, dart up under his shirt, and he tries to scream, even as the tears begin to fall.
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