Fic: Sunset
Title: Sunset
Pairing: JongHo
Rating: G
Genre: Romance, fluff
Summary: It's kind of hard not to.
A/N: Oh wow. I really don't know. I just- I was listening to GD's Butterfly and suddenly I had this huge idea for something fluffy and adorable and romantic and rot-your-molars sweet. This is the result.
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Minho tucks the bright flower behind Jonghyun's ear before the other can protest - "Minho-ah! I'll look like a damn girl! Yah!" - and smiles in satisfaction. The bright pink highlights the faint pink blush in the elder's cheeks, Minho notes. He grins and tugs Jonghyun away, basking in the gright, warm sunshine. Hand in hand, they meander up and down the beach, ignoring Kibum's undignified screams of "Get a damn room!". They figure he's just jealous.
They continue like this long after Taemin, Key and Jinki have left, murmuring about not being late for dinner and not to get sunburnt. The pair wave them off and sit on the edge of the warm Mediterranean, toes dipping in and out of the warm waters as they talk about everything and nothing, schedules and days off. Minho wants to play as many different sports as possible, he grins, and Jonghyun scoffs. Like he doesn't do that already. Jonghyun on the other hand plans on spending as much time being lazy and soaking in the vastly different culture. He mentions that he wants to take millions of pictures. Minho makes a mental note; must steal Jinki's camera ASAP; and they smile.
It's sunset and the pair are still sat at the edge of the sea. Few people are left on the beach now. It gives the pair a little time to think before they have to go lest Kibum kill them. Strangely, they both go from completely different topics to the same topic in the space of about 2 minutes, Minho noting just how spectacular the chocolate colour in Jonghyun's eyes seems in the dwindling light of the day, and Jonghyun noticing the way that Minho's chestnut hair glitters in the light as it falls into his closed eyes. If they're honest, as honest as a person can get, they would probably say that yeah, I love him, but neither would speak of the extent of their shared love. One would probably say he's the romanticist of the group, what's not to love? and the other might say that he's the cool, mellow type, how can you not fall for him? but both share the same sentiments underneath. Yes, I love him. It's kind of hard not to.
With this thought, they meander back to their hotel, still hand in hand. Jonghyun ends up with two plushies and an ice cream. Minho receives a cold, strawberry flavoured kiss in response. Kibum kills them both for missing both lunch and a camera moment.
That night, as the two lay in bed, they replay the sunset scene in their heads, smiling faintly in the dim light in their rooms and whispering a near silent saranghae before drifting off to sleep, wrapped in the warm sensation of their shared yet unspoken affections.
Pairing: JongHo
Rating: G
Genre: Romance, fluff
Summary: It's kind of hard not to.
A/N: Oh wow. I really don't know. I just- I was listening to GD's Butterfly and suddenly I had this huge idea for something fluffy and adorable and romantic and rot-your-molars sweet. This is the result.
~~~
Minho tucks the bright flower behind Jonghyun's ear before the other can protest - "Minho-ah! I'll look like a damn girl! Yah!" - and smiles in satisfaction. The bright pink highlights the faint pink blush in the elder's cheeks, Minho notes. He grins and tugs Jonghyun away, basking in the gright, warm sunshine. Hand in hand, they meander up and down the beach, ignoring Kibum's undignified screams of "Get a damn room!". They figure he's just jealous.
They continue like this long after Taemin, Key and Jinki have left, murmuring about not being late for dinner and not to get sunburnt. The pair wave them off and sit on the edge of the warm Mediterranean, toes dipping in and out of the warm waters as they talk about everything and nothing, schedules and days off. Minho wants to play as many different sports as possible, he grins, and Jonghyun scoffs. Like he doesn't do that already. Jonghyun on the other hand plans on spending as much time being lazy and soaking in the vastly different culture. He mentions that he wants to take millions of pictures. Minho makes a mental note; must steal Jinki's camera ASAP; and they smile.
It's sunset and the pair are still sat at the edge of the sea. Few people are left on the beach now. It gives the pair a little time to think before they have to go lest Kibum kill them. Strangely, they both go from completely different topics to the same topic in the space of about 2 minutes, Minho noting just how spectacular the chocolate colour in Jonghyun's eyes seems in the dwindling light of the day, and Jonghyun noticing the way that Minho's chestnut hair glitters in the light as it falls into his closed eyes. If they're honest, as honest as a person can get, they would probably say that yeah, I love him, but neither would speak of the extent of their shared love. One would probably say he's the romanticist of the group, what's not to love? and the other might say that he's the cool, mellow type, how can you not fall for him? but both share the same sentiments underneath. Yes, I love him. It's kind of hard not to.
With this thought, they meander back to their hotel, still hand in hand. Jonghyun ends up with two plushies and an ice cream. Minho receives a cold, strawberry flavoured kiss in response. Kibum kills them both for missing both lunch and a camera moment.
That night, as the two lay in bed, they replay the sunset scene in their heads, smiling faintly in the dim light in their rooms and whispering a near silent saranghae before drifting off to sleep, wrapped in the warm sensation of their shared yet unspoken affections.