Fic Dump #1: Jonghyun/Minho, Jonghyun/Jinki
→ Jonghyun/Minho, Jonghyun/Jinki, Taemin-centric
→ Rating: G-NC-17
→ Note: These were all WIPS that I know I probably won't really finish. I really haven't posted in a while.
☀ Brand Me, Mark Me, Know Me Jonghyun/Minho
It’s all hush-hush and frantic. Jonghyun is looking for purchase, something that he can grab onto for dear life, something that he know that he won’t be able to let go of and so he latches onto Minho’s heart like the leech that he is.
He is pressed harshly against the door, ignoring the stabbing off the doorknob. He takes the pain because he knows that in all this pain something good will come about it. Something that will be embedded in his mind, and tattooed into his soul for a while.
“Shit…” Minho pants as he feels cool fingers slide into his pants, slipping into his boxers, grabbing onto him. Within a few minutes, Jonghyun has Minho keening and a mess. Beads of sweat falling from his forehead, onto Jonghyun as he continues to flick his wrist in a certain way that has Minho mewling like his life depends on it and that has this cocky smirk spread across his face.
Suddenly the control is flipped as Minho’s thick and chapped lips grace Jonghyun’s collarbones, sucking them harshly as his hands pick up the smaller man, pushes him up against the wall even more. Jonghyun won’t beg, he isn’t that type of person and he certainly won’t let his manly pride slip up, but he wants this. He wants Minho and all the younger can give him and more. He wants this like it is the last time he will ever get to be with him. Like all of this is just a wasted dream that won’t ever come true.
Soon enough, clothes are shed and love bites are more apparent amongst Jonghyun’s torso. You can leave marks, but nothing too visible. And he wants to be marked up; he wants Minho to let everyone know that this is what it is, that he has been branded by him. This is what he wants.
He feels Minho prodding his entrance with a finger, slightly rubbing and he waits. He wants to know if this is okay, if this is too uncomfortable, if maybe they should stop but it isn’t the first time. He reaches behind Jonghyun, lifting him up more against the wall and he enters him swiftly, but not without Jonghyun’s teeth latching onto his neck, trying to silence his scream. Minho grunts and bares it, only to push on.
☃ When this love I give you isn't enough Jonghyun/Jinki
He doesn’t open his mouth, he listens. He listens with a heavy heart and a disturbed mind, confused too. His hands are behind his back and he is twiddling his thumbs, counting to ten, waiting for this conversation to be over.
“I’m sorry.” It is the only thing Jonghyun can really say at the time, something that might just make sense, something that won’t be as painful to the both of them.
Jinki gives this watery smile, lips sealed, anything but toothy. He knows if he opens his mouth, he won’t be able to stop himself. He won’t be able to put the pieces back together for himself like he usually does. He has run out of super glue and out of time and the wounds on his wrist are from him wearing his heart on his sleeve.
He nods his head and never really looks directly into Jonghyun’s eyes, but the wall behind him.
He isn’t going to scream with all of his might that he loves him but it just isn’t enough. When things fall down, and things get rough, Jonghyun it admits it. That this love that Jinki was giving, it just wasn’t enough.
∞ the "door" is Taemin's portal to either heaven or hell, it is a being human reference.
→ Rating: G-NC-17
→ Note: These were all WIPS that I know I probably won't really finish. I really haven't posted in a while.
☀ Brand Me, Mark Me, Know Me Jonghyun/Minho
It’s all hush-hush and frantic. Jonghyun is looking for purchase, something that he can grab onto for dear life, something that he know that he won’t be able to let go of and so he latches onto Minho’s heart like the leech that he is.
He is pressed harshly against the door, ignoring the stabbing off the doorknob. He takes the pain because he knows that in all this pain something good will come about it. Something that will be embedded in his mind, and tattooed into his soul for a while.
“Shit…” Minho pants as he feels cool fingers slide into his pants, slipping into his boxers, grabbing onto him. Within a few minutes, Jonghyun has Minho keening and a mess. Beads of sweat falling from his forehead, onto Jonghyun as he continues to flick his wrist in a certain way that has Minho mewling like his life depends on it and that has this cocky smirk spread across his face.
Suddenly the control is flipped as Minho’s thick and chapped lips grace Jonghyun’s collarbones, sucking them harshly as his hands pick up the smaller man, pushes him up against the wall even more. Jonghyun won’t beg, he isn’t that type of person and he certainly won’t let his manly pride slip up, but he wants this. He wants Minho and all the younger can give him and more. He wants this like it is the last time he will ever get to be with him. Like all of this is just a wasted dream that won’t ever come true.
Soon enough, clothes are shed and love bites are more apparent amongst Jonghyun’s torso. You can leave marks, but nothing too visible. And he wants to be marked up; he wants Minho to let everyone know that this is what it is, that he has been branded by him. This is what he wants.
He feels Minho prodding his entrance with a finger, slightly rubbing and he waits. He wants to know if this is okay, if this is too uncomfortable, if maybe they should stop but it isn’t the first time. He reaches behind Jonghyun, lifting him up more against the wall and he enters him swiftly, but not without Jonghyun’s teeth latching onto his neck, trying to silence his scream. Minho grunts and bares it, only to push on.
☃ When this love I give you isn't enough Jonghyun/Jinki
He doesn’t open his mouth, he listens. He listens with a heavy heart and a disturbed mind, confused too. His hands are behind his back and he is twiddling his thumbs, counting to ten, waiting for this conversation to be over.
“I’m sorry.” It is the only thing Jonghyun can really say at the time, something that might just make sense, something that won’t be as painful to the both of them.
Jinki gives this watery smile, lips sealed, anything but toothy. He knows if he opens his mouth, he won’t be able to stop himself. He won’t be able to put the pieces back together for himself like he usually does. He has run out of super glue and out of time and the wounds on his wrist are from him wearing his heart on his sleeve.
He nods his head and never really looks directly into Jonghyun’s eyes, but the wall behind him.
He isn’t going to scream with all of his might that he loves him but it just isn’t enough. When things fall down, and things get rough, Jonghyun it admits it. That this love that Jinki was giving, it just wasn’t enough.
∞ the "door" is Taemin's portal to either heaven or hell, it is a being human reference.