sleeping habits; jonghyun/onew, g
sleeping habits
jonghyun/onew
fluff
390 words
g
a/n: unbetaed, like usual. ;; i still can't believe i wrote this. what is my life.
the first time, he just shrugged it off as some strange form of sleepwalking.
the second time, he simply tried to ignore it.
but this is the third time (the third time, he's still trying to figure out how that's even possible) that jinki's woken up with jonghyun's face in his left armpit.
now, normally jinki wouldn't think anything of it, but he's quite sure that jonghyun's nose just twitched and his breathing is starting to tickle a bit and--
'--mmmrfgh!' jonghyun flails as jinki involuntarily flexes his arm, managing to bury his face deeper into what the older boy imagines should not be a good scent to wake up with in your nostrils.
after a short scuffle in which both boys briefly fear for their sensitive parts, they sit up as far away from each other as they possibly can on jinki's bed.
jinki is mentally going through every possible way to phrase 'jonghyun, do you have a head injury or were you always this insane' without being too offensive when jonghyun breaks the awkward silence.
'you smell good, hyung,' he says abruptly.
jinki blinks and stares vaguely in jonghyun's general direction.
'yeah, sorry, hyung, um, i'll just go back to my room, and, um...yeah.'
he begins to slowly climb out of the bed but lets out a small yelp when he is suddenly yanked back in, now face-to-face with jinki.
'so...i smell good, huh?' he asks in a voice far shakier than he wanted it to sound (but he'll just blame that on the ungodly hour if ever asked).
jonghyun's eyes momentarily widen, then crinkle as he shrugs and replies with a small smile, 'yeah.'
with an uncharacteristic swiftness, jinki presses his lips to the other's briefly and then proceeds to pull him back down on the bed and flop an arm over him.
'ugh, hyung, you taste gross.'
jinki curls up closer to him and buries his face in the pillow while pulling the covers over them both. 'says the one who thinks my armpits smell amazing.'
jonghyun doesn't say anything, but jinki can feel him grin.
a few hours later, he opens his eyes and looks over and yet again, jonghyun's face is planted solidly in his armpit.
he doesn't do anything this time, though, just shuts his eyes, smiling, and drifts back off to sleep.
jonghyun/onew
fluff
390 words
g
a/n: unbetaed, like usual. ;; i still can't believe i wrote this. what is my life.
the first time, he just shrugged it off as some strange form of sleepwalking.
the second time, he simply tried to ignore it.
but this is the third time (the third time, he's still trying to figure out how that's even possible) that jinki's woken up with jonghyun's face in his left armpit.
now, normally jinki wouldn't think anything of it, but he's quite sure that jonghyun's nose just twitched and his breathing is starting to tickle a bit and--
'--mmmrfgh!' jonghyun flails as jinki involuntarily flexes his arm, managing to bury his face deeper into what the older boy imagines should not be a good scent to wake up with in your nostrils.
after a short scuffle in which both boys briefly fear for their sensitive parts, they sit up as far away from each other as they possibly can on jinki's bed.
jinki is mentally going through every possible way to phrase 'jonghyun, do you have a head injury or were you always this insane' without being too offensive when jonghyun breaks the awkward silence.
'you smell good, hyung,' he says abruptly.
jinki blinks and stares vaguely in jonghyun's general direction.
'yeah, sorry, hyung, um, i'll just go back to my room, and, um...yeah.'
he begins to slowly climb out of the bed but lets out a small yelp when he is suddenly yanked back in, now face-to-face with jinki.
'so...i smell good, huh?' he asks in a voice far shakier than he wanted it to sound (but he'll just blame that on the ungodly hour if ever asked).
jonghyun's eyes momentarily widen, then crinkle as he shrugs and replies with a small smile, 'yeah.'
with an uncharacteristic swiftness, jinki presses his lips to the other's briefly and then proceeds to pull him back down on the bed and flop an arm over him.
'ugh, hyung, you taste gross.'
jinki curls up closer to him and buries his face in the pillow while pulling the covers over them both. 'says the one who thinks my armpits smell amazing.'
jonghyun doesn't say anything, but jinki can feel him grin.
a few hours later, he opens his eyes and looks over and yet again, jonghyun's face is planted solidly in his armpit.
he doesn't do anything this time, though, just shuts his eyes, smiling, and drifts back off to sleep.