Secret Bliss
Title: Secret Bliss
Pairing: jong centric mainly, slight slight jongho
Rating: PG come on its my first
Summary: i'd rather not ruin this.
Disclaimer:oh i wish i did. but sadly not. only the odd plot.
It used to be a sudden thing, he’d only do it once in a while, when it was really, really necessary. But now, it became a habit; a bad habit. He would sneak in whenever he could, and as much as his schedule permitted. He would come and forget the world. It was really short sometimes, and the risk of being caught grew bigger every time, but it was worth it. No matter what happened during the day, and no matter what would happen after that, he was glad that he had this banal exit from the world, from people, from his own mind. He didn’t say nor believe it was an escape from reality; nothing can escape that.
And so, he would come here to let it all go, and to be able to take what would come after; the burden, the pressure, the sadness and even the happiness. The only thing left was the music and his body. He only truly felt the music when he was there. Not with his voice, and that was probably the only time that Kim Jonghyun felt music other than with his voice.
He would only turn on one of the lights, the one in the middle. Mind you, there weren’t that many; it was quite a small space. Every time he made his way there, he would wonder how come this place was forgotten; how come there was nothing but three mirrors on one of the walls and a chair. He knew enough about SM to know that nothing goes unused, nothing; so finding an empty room was quite the phenomenon.
As usual, Jong found his way through the endless and maze-like hallways and threw his gym bag on the floor while reaching in his inside pocket for his ipod. He then took his brand new wireless headphones and plugged them in.
He took a deep breath and, just like every time, started taking a few steps here and there. He ran around the room, his hand sliding on the mirrors. He spun until dizziness made him fall and he got up again. He was ready; he was back to that state where he was in his own bubble. He started dancing and his body flowed with ease at the rhythms coming into his ears. His arms, that seemed to be carved by Aphrodite & Venus, were now as supple as the maknae’s. His whole body was seeping coordination. If anybody who knew him saw it, they would definitely doubt his identity. But nobody really knew him did they. If anybody did, they would know, they would be aware that Kim Jonghyun possessed not only an eargasmic voice and a gorgeous body but he was quite an impressive dancer. He didn’t really want people to know about this; it was his little secret from the world. After all, dancing was his getaway, sometimes his only solace. And this room was his safe haven; he wouldn’t want intruders, it would be as if they intruded him, his personal space, his mind and thoughts.
What Jonghyun didn’t know was that his dancing made someone else’s days blissful. What he didn’t know was that twice a week, someone would be at the door that he often left ajar watching his every move and feeling lightheaded by his graceful moves.
It’s been about 3 weeks now that, every Monday and Thursday, Minho would follow Jonghyun after their gym sessions together and watch him in awe. Truth be told, he did feel like an intruder and many times he wanted to leave, just go back to the dorm, shower and sleep. But he couldn’t because he also felt closer to Jong by doing this. He knew that he would one day have to tell Jong and he wanted to soon because, instead of hiding behind the door, he wanted to be inside smiling at Jong after his performance and handing a towel or a bottle of water. He was scared Jonghyun’s initial reaction wouldn’t exactly be to welcome him but he set his mind to tell him by next week. And so next week he will.
For now, he’d just enjoy Jong’s dance. For now, he too will just forget about everything and lets himself get carried away by Jong’s moves.
a/n
i can only apologize for making anyone go through this. heh. oh and also, i seem to be a fervent defender of what sir Kim Jonghyun ''doesn't have'', i.e a butt and dance skills.(but i assume my position, don't worry)