Nightmares; Jonghyun/Key; PG
Nightmares
Jonghyun/Key; fluff; pg; 753words
Key doesn’t regret getting his own room after all.
He’s running and running along a dark path in the middle of the fog, caught in his eyes and his throat and everywhere. It’s choking him as he fights back the tears, both brought on by the thick air and by his undeniable fear. It started with him falling. No, not to his death. For then, it would end the pain. It was just continuous falling, into a bottomless pit, with him screaming his lungs out and kicking and wailing and calling out that one name he just knew would be his knight in shining armor.
He calls and shouts and forces himself to use every ounce of strength left in him to yell for help. But no voice comes out. Oblivious to this fact, or at least pretending to be oblivious, does him no good as he begins to feel dizzy and light-headed and he sinks lower and lower into nothingness. His eyelids grow heavy and he inhales a sharp breath, the one he thinks is probably his last as his heart races to the finishing line. Everything stops and he falls short of his own surroundings. No movement. No twitch, no struggle, no kicks. And yet, seconds later, the scenery changes.
Trees are hunching over a crooked path, dripping with suspense and mystery. Ultimately, it was a big “DO NOT ENTER” sign. But his legs had the most control over him and picking him up from where he thought his life had ended, it pulled him towards the winding road. His fingers grab at the gravel on the pavement, pulling him back as his feet move forward willingly, as if magnet to magnet. He shakes his head violently, his face the epitome of fear and the tears he had locked up roll down his cheek. Shadows move back and forth. From the moving pieces of darkness, something much more fearsome emerges and engulfs his feet; it creeps slowly, cold and yet burning white hot all at the same time. Breathing becomes rapids, eyes widen and his mouth opens to scream once more …
“NOOOO!” Key shrieks, shooting right up in bed. Drenched in perspiration, he surveys his surroundings and gathers his knees to his heaving chest. By some miracle, he thought, he was in the safety of his bed, the comfort of his covers and completely unharmed. I shouldn’t have asked for my own room, what a fucking stupid idea.
Traumatized by his own nightmare, he refuses to leave his bed and is unable to go back to sleep. But then comes an audible knock on the door. He pushes his head under the covers and retreats to the furthest corner of the bed. The door creeks open slowly and a figure slinks into the room. Key analyzes the toned bodyline that walks over to his bedside; he is surprisingly calm and even as the figure slides into the covers and shifts his own weight such that Key is comfortably resting on his chest, Key remains silent.
“I heard you,” says the smooth, melodious voice in a hush whisper.
Key nods cautiously, head still resting on the figure’s chest, arms around its waist in a hug. A soft laughter tinkles in the still air in the bedroom as the figure laughs at Key’s cautiousness.
“You do know I’m Jonghyun, right?” he smiles.
Key tightens his grip around Jonghyun’s waist and looks up slowly from his angle on Jonghyun’s warm chest.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Jonghyun replies himself, still in a whisper. “I don’t understand why you just had to ask for your own room, look, you’re having nightmares now.”
Key simply listens, for he is overwhelmed with gratitude that his knight in shining armor had indeed arrived and also that for the first time that night, the warmth he felt was genuine and not from a piece of thick cloth.
“You … are impossible,” Jonghyun sighs. “But just know that … I’ll be here whenever you need me … like now.”
Jonghyun pushes his fingers gently through Key’s soft hair and lets out a warm breath, finally placing his arms back around Key, who is already lying peacefully on his chest, almost asleep again. Key’s eyelids fall lower and lower slowly and sooner than it seems, he’s back to sleep on Jonghyun’s chest.
That night, Key comes to a conclusion.
And that was that he, in actual fact, loved nightmares.
*First time poster alert ! I know it isn't good, hehe sorry .
Thanks for reading ! (:
Entry as posted on shinee_replay community
Jonghyun/Key; fluff; pg; 753words
Key doesn’t regret getting his own room after all.
He’s running and running along a dark path in the middle of the fog, caught in his eyes and his throat and everywhere. It’s choking him as he fights back the tears, both brought on by the thick air and by his undeniable fear. It started with him falling. No, not to his death. For then, it would end the pain. It was just continuous falling, into a bottomless pit, with him screaming his lungs out and kicking and wailing and calling out that one name he just knew would be his knight in shining armor.
He calls and shouts and forces himself to use every ounce of strength left in him to yell for help. But no voice comes out. Oblivious to this fact, or at least pretending to be oblivious, does him no good as he begins to feel dizzy and light-headed and he sinks lower and lower into nothingness. His eyelids grow heavy and he inhales a sharp breath, the one he thinks is probably his last as his heart races to the finishing line. Everything stops and he falls short of his own surroundings. No movement. No twitch, no struggle, no kicks. And yet, seconds later, the scenery changes.
Trees are hunching over a crooked path, dripping with suspense and mystery. Ultimately, it was a big “DO NOT ENTER” sign. But his legs had the most control over him and picking him up from where he thought his life had ended, it pulled him towards the winding road. His fingers grab at the gravel on the pavement, pulling him back as his feet move forward willingly, as if magnet to magnet. He shakes his head violently, his face the epitome of fear and the tears he had locked up roll down his cheek. Shadows move back and forth. From the moving pieces of darkness, something much more fearsome emerges and engulfs his feet; it creeps slowly, cold and yet burning white hot all at the same time. Breathing becomes rapids, eyes widen and his mouth opens to scream once more …
“NOOOO!” Key shrieks, shooting right up in bed. Drenched in perspiration, he surveys his surroundings and gathers his knees to his heaving chest. By some miracle, he thought, he was in the safety of his bed, the comfort of his covers and completely unharmed. I shouldn’t have asked for my own room, what a fucking stupid idea.
Traumatized by his own nightmare, he refuses to leave his bed and is unable to go back to sleep. But then comes an audible knock on the door. He pushes his head under the covers and retreats to the furthest corner of the bed. The door creeks open slowly and a figure slinks into the room. Key analyzes the toned bodyline that walks over to his bedside; he is surprisingly calm and even as the figure slides into the covers and shifts his own weight such that Key is comfortably resting on his chest, Key remains silent.
“I heard you,” says the smooth, melodious voice in a hush whisper.
Key nods cautiously, head still resting on the figure’s chest, arms around its waist in a hug. A soft laughter tinkles in the still air in the bedroom as the figure laughs at Key’s cautiousness.
“You do know I’m Jonghyun, right?” he smiles.
Key tightens his grip around Jonghyun’s waist and looks up slowly from his angle on Jonghyun’s warm chest.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Jonghyun replies himself, still in a whisper. “I don’t understand why you just had to ask for your own room, look, you’re having nightmares now.”
Key simply listens, for he is overwhelmed with gratitude that his knight in shining armor had indeed arrived and also that for the first time that night, the warmth he felt was genuine and not from a piece of thick cloth.
“You … are impossible,” Jonghyun sighs. “But just know that … I’ll be here whenever you need me … like now.”
Jonghyun pushes his fingers gently through Key’s soft hair and lets out a warm breath, finally placing his arms back around Key, who is already lying peacefully on his chest, almost asleep again. Key’s eyelids fall lower and lower slowly and sooner than it seems, he’s back to sleep on Jonghyun’s chest.
That night, Key comes to a conclusion.
And that was that he, in actual fact, loved nightmares.
*First time poster alert ! I know it isn't good, hehe sorry .
Thanks for reading ! (:
Entry as posted on shinee_replay community