Golden Soul [Chapter 1 / ?]
Title: Golden Soul [Chapter 1 / ?]
Author: mariposa02
Pairing: Onkey, Jongkey, Onjongkey
Rating: pg-13
Genre: AU, Angst, Mystery, Fantasy
Warnings: un-betaed, (others to be added)
Summery: Jinki has something that Kibum and Jonghyun need. Fate brings them together and makes sure that they are bound to lose each other.
[Prologue];
Chapter 1
Jinki was your average college student.
Well, except for his looks, his singing skills and his intelligence being above average.
Even though someone like that should have stood out, he didn't, avoiding to attract attention.
He liked being alone. He was shy and had problems to just randomly talk to people.
But he was not a nerd or an outsider, he was never bullied and he had friends.
He was an average guy that was clumsy, nice and cooperative, always being there if the granny next-door needed help or one of his teachers asked him to tutor someone.
He liked his life how it was. He went to college, studied, met his friends, drank sometimes, enjoyed being young and chased his dream of becoming a singer.
Basically he was satisfied with what he had and the little feeling of missing something was ignored, buried deep inside his soul, not allowed to come out.
It did come out however, the feeling getting stronger with each passing day until the once barely noticeable feeling became an annoyingly itchy throbbing in his chest.
It had started the day he saw this boy, this dark, beautiful boy.
He just saw him a few seconds as he was passing by a park, but the image of this boy, his skin pale, his eyes dark, his hair black, his body slim, almost thin, but it wasn't that what was burned into his mind. It was the look in this boy's eyes, the knowing, longing look in his eyes, those eyes that were looking directly at Jinki and it made him shudder every time he just thought about it.
It really bothered him and soon he began passing this park each day, looking for the boy, hoping to see him again. But months passed and he never saw him again and as much as it hurt, he moved on.
It was a rainy night, Jinki being completely drenched as he entered the apartment. Silently cursing under his breath he took his clothes off, letting everything fall to the ground as he made his way to the bathroom.
He enjoyed hot showers, especially when the weather outside was like that and he let his body relax, the water washing all his worries away.
He stepped out of the bathroom, a towel hanging loosely around his waist as he dried his hair with another one but immediately stopped in his tracks as he noticed that there was something wrong.
Something was terribly wrong and even if he didn't know what it was, he knew it and it made every hair on his back stand at attention.
It took him another two minutes to notice that it was clean, too clean and that he was 100% sure he just threw his clothes on the ground where they definitely were not lying any more. And as he saw the small pink paper sticking to his bedroom-door he gulped, his stomach feeling terribly heavy.
Don't be so messy!
~ K&J
This was seriously creepy.
---
It continued on. Small notes sticking everywhere he went, nagging at him, taking care of him in an extremely creepy way.
Still he couldn't get used to it even though he caught himself looking for them here and there, he never grew accustomed to the shivers running down his spine, the disturbing feeling of being watched.
He soon began thinking about this person, how he/she would look like, what he/she wanted from him and he was lost in his thought, becoming even clumsier, walking against walls or stepping on cats, spilling his coffee more often and each day coming home with a bunch of small injures.
As he sat there in his favourite coffee-shop, thinking about him/her like always he didn't notice the two men sitting down on the other side of the table, watching him as he was drowning in his thoughts, confusion written all over his face.
Only when one of them let out a small cough Jinki was pulled out from his thoughts and he jumped a little, not expecting two men sitting there.
“You shouldn't daydream like that. It can be dangerous.”
The painfully familiar boy was looking at him, his skin as pale as ever, his hair still black and his eyes still as dark, this time a small hint of blue noticeable as he smiled a Jinki.
“Stop being such a mum, Key.”
Key turned his head glaring at the other for Jinki not-so-familiar boy. His hair was spiky, the hair-ends bleached blonde, he was beautiful in his own way. No, he was more like sexy in a really manly way and he was smirking at Jinki, his eyes glinting in a hint of red.
“Oh! Shut up Jjong! I'm just worried!”
“You don't need to be. He is a grown-up.”
“Well, not grown up enough. I wouldn't take care of him if I didn't have to.”
“You are not taking care of him, you are nagging at him. That's something completely different.”
“Jjong.. You!”
Jinki watched the two boy's with a hint of fascination, confusion and shock in his eyes and seriously every normal person should have freaked out 'cause those two were obviously the one's that had `stalked? him, writing him notes, being the ones watching him. But he didn't, it was the opposite he was quite relieved to find out that the two didn't look like gangsters or perverted old men.
They kept on bickering, not paying any further attention to Jinki, who was now seriously annoyed with the fact that they were ignoring him as they were talking ABOUT him.
He cleared his throat, obviously exaggerating so that the two would notice him, but it didn't help and so he hit the table loudly, not only drawing the attention of the two, but also of every other costumer to him and he blushed, wanting to vanish right now cause he hated attention.
The two were staring at him now, faces blank.
“Ahem...you were somehow.... yeah you were... talking.. me... ignoring....what...who..”
Jinki was not able to bring out a full sentence, feeling extremely pressured with the way those beautiful men were staring at him.
“Oh I'm sorry Onew! Of course you must have a lot of questions right now and I promise you I... we will answer them but right now, here it's not the best time and place to explain it to you. So please come with us?”
“M- my name is not Onew.. it's Jinki, Lee Jinki and I-I don't think that.. that coming with you...”
Key rolled his eyes, giving Jinki a smirk.
“I know your name but from today on you are Onew. You don't have to be scared, we won't hurt you or anything we just wanna talk. Okay?”
“O-Okay.”
And honestly, Jinki didn't know why he accepted it and took the hand Key was giving him, but he did it and the moment their hands touched he knew that there was no turning back.
Author: mariposa02
Pairing: Onkey, Jongkey, Onjongkey
Rating: pg-13
Genre: AU, Angst, Mystery, Fantasy
Warnings: un-betaed, (others to be added)
Summery: Jinki has something that Kibum and Jonghyun need. Fate brings them together and makes sure that they are bound to lose each other.
[Prologue];
Chapter 1
Jinki was your average college student.
Well, except for his looks, his singing skills and his intelligence being above average.
Even though someone like that should have stood out, he didn't, avoiding to attract attention.
He liked being alone. He was shy and had problems to just randomly talk to people.
But he was not a nerd or an outsider, he was never bullied and he had friends.
He was an average guy that was clumsy, nice and cooperative, always being there if the granny next-door needed help or one of his teachers asked him to tutor someone.
He liked his life how it was. He went to college, studied, met his friends, drank sometimes, enjoyed being young and chased his dream of becoming a singer.
Basically he was satisfied with what he had and the little feeling of missing something was ignored, buried deep inside his soul, not allowed to come out.
It did come out however, the feeling getting stronger with each passing day until the once barely noticeable feeling became an annoyingly itchy throbbing in his chest.
It had started the day he saw this boy, this dark, beautiful boy.
He just saw him a few seconds as he was passing by a park, but the image of this boy, his skin pale, his eyes dark, his hair black, his body slim, almost thin, but it wasn't that what was burned into his mind. It was the look in this boy's eyes, the knowing, longing look in his eyes, those eyes that were looking directly at Jinki and it made him shudder every time he just thought about it.
It really bothered him and soon he began passing this park each day, looking for the boy, hoping to see him again. But months passed and he never saw him again and as much as it hurt, he moved on.
It was a rainy night, Jinki being completely drenched as he entered the apartment. Silently cursing under his breath he took his clothes off, letting everything fall to the ground as he made his way to the bathroom.
He enjoyed hot showers, especially when the weather outside was like that and he let his body relax, the water washing all his worries away.
He stepped out of the bathroom, a towel hanging loosely around his waist as he dried his hair with another one but immediately stopped in his tracks as he noticed that there was something wrong.
Something was terribly wrong and even if he didn't know what it was, he knew it and it made every hair on his back stand at attention.
It took him another two minutes to notice that it was clean, too clean and that he was 100% sure he just threw his clothes on the ground where they definitely were not lying any more. And as he saw the small pink paper sticking to his bedroom-door he gulped, his stomach feeling terribly heavy.
Don't be so messy!
~ K&J
This was seriously creepy.
---
It continued on. Small notes sticking everywhere he went, nagging at him, taking care of him in an extremely creepy way.
Still he couldn't get used to it even though he caught himself looking for them here and there, he never grew accustomed to the shivers running down his spine, the disturbing feeling of being watched.
He soon began thinking about this person, how he/she would look like, what he/she wanted from him and he was lost in his thought, becoming even clumsier, walking against walls or stepping on cats, spilling his coffee more often and each day coming home with a bunch of small injures.
As he sat there in his favourite coffee-shop, thinking about him/her like always he didn't notice the two men sitting down on the other side of the table, watching him as he was drowning in his thoughts, confusion written all over his face.
Only when one of them let out a small cough Jinki was pulled out from his thoughts and he jumped a little, not expecting two men sitting there.
“You shouldn't daydream like that. It can be dangerous.”
The painfully familiar boy was looking at him, his skin as pale as ever, his hair still black and his eyes still as dark, this time a small hint of blue noticeable as he smiled a Jinki.
“Stop being such a mum, Key.”
Key turned his head glaring at the other for Jinki not-so-familiar boy. His hair was spiky, the hair-ends bleached blonde, he was beautiful in his own way. No, he was more like sexy in a really manly way and he was smirking at Jinki, his eyes glinting in a hint of red.
“Oh! Shut up Jjong! I'm just worried!”
“You don't need to be. He is a grown-up.”
“Well, not grown up enough. I wouldn't take care of him if I didn't have to.”
“You are not taking care of him, you are nagging at him. That's something completely different.”
“Jjong.. You!”
Jinki watched the two boy's with a hint of fascination, confusion and shock in his eyes and seriously every normal person should have freaked out 'cause those two were obviously the one's that had `stalked? him, writing him notes, being the ones watching him. But he didn't, it was the opposite he was quite relieved to find out that the two didn't look like gangsters or perverted old men.
They kept on bickering, not paying any further attention to Jinki, who was now seriously annoyed with the fact that they were ignoring him as they were talking ABOUT him.
He cleared his throat, obviously exaggerating so that the two would notice him, but it didn't help and so he hit the table loudly, not only drawing the attention of the two, but also of every other costumer to him and he blushed, wanting to vanish right now cause he hated attention.
The two were staring at him now, faces blank.
“Ahem...you were somehow.... yeah you were... talking.. me... ignoring....what...who..”
Jinki was not able to bring out a full sentence, feeling extremely pressured with the way those beautiful men were staring at him.
“Oh I'm sorry Onew! Of course you must have a lot of questions right now and I promise you I... we will answer them but right now, here it's not the best time and place to explain it to you. So please come with us?”
“M- my name is not Onew.. it's Jinki, Lee Jinki and I-I don't think that.. that coming with you...”
Key rolled his eyes, giving Jinki a smirk.
“I know your name but from today on you are Onew. You don't have to be scared, we won't hurt you or anything we just wanna talk. Okay?”
“O-Okay.”
And honestly, Jinki didn't know why he accepted it and took the hand Key was giving him, but he did it and the moment their hands touched he knew that there was no turning back.