let the good times roll; ♥ [3/?]
Pairing: jongyu with a smidgen of minkey. ;D
Rating: PG-13 (for noooow)
Warnings: Cursing, weirdness, a plot that's completely twisted and awkward, giving SHINee jobs at the maaaaall, and yeah.
a/n: I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'VE BEEN FOR THE LAST SEVEN MONTHS WITH THIS. i'm sorry, okay? /sobs
Capitulo. Tres.
Jinki paced back and forth, trying to keep his cool and not fucking snapping like an old man’s hip when he tries to dance to young people’s music. Oh shit. He should really be calling the police right now. Jinki had been quick to usher the boy inside and rip out one of the emergency blankets that his boss kept stored in the back room; because winter time in Valencia is no fucking joke. Even though it was early fall, but we’re just going to skip the technicalities.
“Okay. Okay, alright. Okay.” Jinki muttered, trying not to notice the way the boy’s eyes followed his every movements a little too precisely. Jinki had long since closed the doors to the store, and brought the metal gate down, locking up. He finally decided on figuring out what the hell was going on; so he brought up a chair in front of the blonde- but keeping it a safe distance away, because for some reason, he knew that this person wasn’t exactly…human. “W-what’s your name?”
The blonde boy didn’t respond for a moment, only shifted the blanket to rest at his hips, and he scooted his chair a little closer to Jinki. “Jonghyun.” He murmured, returning large brown orbs to the other boy’s.
“Jonghyun...” Jinki liked the way the name felt when he said it- and just as quickly as the feeling had appeared, he banished it into some far off place deep in the recesses of his mind. “What are you doing here? And why were you..u-uhm. N-naked?”
Jonghyun tilted his head, small smile turning up the corners of his mouth. “Well, I came here in search of you.” He replied, and Jinki stared at him dumbfounded. “Why me?” Though there was no possible way that Jonghyun could have known Jinki (considering the brunette was pretty observant, and was sure he would have remembered the blonde, even if it was in passing.). “Well you see, that’s a bit difficult to explain..” the strange boy seemed concerned, his eyebrows furrowing as though trying to come up with way to put the situation into words.
Jinki rubbed his temples, so not in the mood for this. He just wanted to lock up, go home, and sleep until he had to come back to this hell hole tomorrow afternoon. Was that seriously so much to ask of the universe?
“Look, I’d really love to help you, but is there anyone you can call or stay with-”
“Ah, I don’t know why I did not think of this before!” the blonde’s exclamation startled Jinki. Jonghyun shot out from his chair and was in the brunette’s personal space so fast, Jinki stumbled back a bit; but he managed to catch himself on his chair and had a glare set in place, ready to completely ask this guy what the hell his problem was but then-
Jonghyun pressed his fingers gently into the side of Jinki’s neck, followed by pressing his lips to the older boy’s.
At first, Jinki’s mind wasn’t registering the fact that some complete and naked stranger was kissing him. Nope, it sure wasn’t. Jonghyun’s eyes were wide, boring into his own, and there was something there. Jinki, though his vision was starting to swim and his head was feeling foggy, felt this small tugging at the edges of his mind. He felt as though something was pulling him into Jonghyun, but how could this-
Something flashed behind Jinki’s eyes- when had he closed them?- and he was falling. Falling into some sort of black hole, and then there was nothing. Not feeling, not sound, not thought.
And then everything hit Jinki square in the face; a rush of crisp air filled his lungs and images flashed before him as though they were someone else’s thoughts. The pictures would stop for a moment, before speeding along, and being replaced with another group of flashing images. It was a planet- much like Earth and yet completely different. What was this? The people weren’t people. They were bright, shimmering, forms of life. They were white, and yet silver, and yet every color in the rainbow. They moved and took shape, though they didn’t have a definite... form.
It confused Jinki. All of it, Jonghyun, the images, these… people. The older boy pulled back, eye lids fluttering, and voices whispering their secrets, burying them into the crevices of his mind. Secrets of another world, the reason Jonghyun was there, the reason Jinki couldn’t let Jonghyun go, and why the blonde couldn’t let the brunette go either.
Connected. Breath by breath, beat for beat. Life cannot be taken from one, without dancing away, slipping from the others grasp- connected.
Connected.
One.
Everything blurred within Jinki’s vision, and the voices continued to whisper, and Jonghyun’s eyes were wide and bright, almost pleading.
The world went black.
Rating: PG-13 (for noooow)
Warnings: Cursing, weirdness, a plot that's completely twisted and awkward, giving SHINee jobs at the maaaaall, and yeah.
a/n: I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'VE BEEN FOR THE LAST SEVEN MONTHS WITH THIS. i'm sorry, okay? /sobs
Capitulo. Tres.
Jinki paced back and forth, trying to keep his cool and not fucking snapping like an old man’s hip when he tries to dance to young people’s music. Oh shit. He should really be calling the police right now. Jinki had been quick to usher the boy inside and rip out one of the emergency blankets that his boss kept stored in the back room; because winter time in Valencia is no fucking joke. Even though it was early fall, but we’re just going to skip the technicalities.
“Okay. Okay, alright. Okay.” Jinki muttered, trying not to notice the way the boy’s eyes followed his every movements a little too precisely. Jinki had long since closed the doors to the store, and brought the metal gate down, locking up. He finally decided on figuring out what the hell was going on; so he brought up a chair in front of the blonde- but keeping it a safe distance away, because for some reason, he knew that this person wasn’t exactly…human. “W-what’s your name?”
The blonde boy didn’t respond for a moment, only shifted the blanket to rest at his hips, and he scooted his chair a little closer to Jinki. “Jonghyun.” He murmured, returning large brown orbs to the other boy’s.
“Jonghyun...” Jinki liked the way the name felt when he said it- and just as quickly as the feeling had appeared, he banished it into some far off place deep in the recesses of his mind. “What are you doing here? And why were you..u-uhm. N-naked?”
Jonghyun tilted his head, small smile turning up the corners of his mouth. “Well, I came here in search of you.” He replied, and Jinki stared at him dumbfounded. “Why me?” Though there was no possible way that Jonghyun could have known Jinki (considering the brunette was pretty observant, and was sure he would have remembered the blonde, even if it was in passing.). “Well you see, that’s a bit difficult to explain..” the strange boy seemed concerned, his eyebrows furrowing as though trying to come up with way to put the situation into words.
Jinki rubbed his temples, so not in the mood for this. He just wanted to lock up, go home, and sleep until he had to come back to this hell hole tomorrow afternoon. Was that seriously so much to ask of the universe?
“Look, I’d really love to help you, but is there anyone you can call or stay with-”
“Ah, I don’t know why I did not think of this before!” the blonde’s exclamation startled Jinki. Jonghyun shot out from his chair and was in the brunette’s personal space so fast, Jinki stumbled back a bit; but he managed to catch himself on his chair and had a glare set in place, ready to completely ask this guy what the hell his problem was but then-
Jonghyun pressed his fingers gently into the side of Jinki’s neck, followed by pressing his lips to the older boy’s.
At first, Jinki’s mind wasn’t registering the fact that some complete and naked stranger was kissing him. Nope, it sure wasn’t. Jonghyun’s eyes were wide, boring into his own, and there was something there. Jinki, though his vision was starting to swim and his head was feeling foggy, felt this small tugging at the edges of his mind. He felt as though something was pulling him into Jonghyun, but how could this-
Something flashed behind Jinki’s eyes- when had he closed them?- and he was falling. Falling into some sort of black hole, and then there was nothing. Not feeling, not sound, not thought.
And then everything hit Jinki square in the face; a rush of crisp air filled his lungs and images flashed before him as though they were someone else’s thoughts. The pictures would stop for a moment, before speeding along, and being replaced with another group of flashing images. It was a planet- much like Earth and yet completely different. What was this? The people weren’t people. They were bright, shimmering, forms of life. They were white, and yet silver, and yet every color in the rainbow. They moved and took shape, though they didn’t have a definite... form.
It confused Jinki. All of it, Jonghyun, the images, these… people. The older boy pulled back, eye lids fluttering, and voices whispering their secrets, burying them into the crevices of his mind. Secrets of another world, the reason Jonghyun was there, the reason Jinki couldn’t let Jonghyun go, and why the blonde couldn’t let the brunette go either.
Connected. Breath by breath, beat for beat. Life cannot be taken from one, without dancing away, slipping from the others grasp- connected.
Connected.
One.
Everything blurred within Jinki’s vision, and the voices continued to whisper, and Jonghyun’s eyes were wide and bright, almost pleading.
The world went black.