[100 suju fic challenge]
043. Washing Machines - Donghae/Shiwon
PG-13, 278 words, boy kissing.
Shiwon’s head spins and spins and spins and spins. It seems to be the effect Donghae has on him. That being around Donghae has on him. He’s always left spinning. And spinning and spinning and spinning. Sometimes, he thinks he knows what it might be like to be a washing machine. And when Shiwon thinks things like that, it really does show the kind of effect that Donghae has on him, because that’s the kind of thing only Donghae would think about, how it feels to be a washing machine.
But then, sometimes, it makes sense. And he thinks, if his head is a washing machine, then that would make the thoughts that spin around inside the clothes. And Shiwon seems to be mixing his loads and doing it all wrong in that case, because some of his thought-clothes are colours, and some of them are whites, and the colours stain and discolour all the thought-clothes. Pinks and blues and yellows leak and spill into whites, and they spin and they spin and….he gets so confused.
Although, he really doesn’t think it’s all his own fault, the confusion. And certainly, it started with Donghae. It was Donghae, after all, who kissed Shiwon that first time. Kissed him until the breath was tight and shaking inside his throat; kissed him until his lips tingled under the pressure; kissed him until his head started spinning.
Kissed him until he wasn’t quite sure what to do.
But, as confused as he might be, Shiwon thinks that he kind of likes how this feels. So maybe, he’ll let Donghae keep his head spinning for a while longer. At least for another load.
02/100 [archive]
PG-13, 278 words, boy kissing.
Shiwon’s head spins and spins and spins and spins. It seems to be the effect Donghae has on him. That being around Donghae has on him. He’s always left spinning. And spinning and spinning and spinning. Sometimes, he thinks he knows what it might be like to be a washing machine. And when Shiwon thinks things like that, it really does show the kind of effect that Donghae has on him, because that’s the kind of thing only Donghae would think about, how it feels to be a washing machine.
But then, sometimes, it makes sense. And he thinks, if his head is a washing machine, then that would make the thoughts that spin around inside the clothes. And Shiwon seems to be mixing his loads and doing it all wrong in that case, because some of his thought-clothes are colours, and some of them are whites, and the colours stain and discolour all the thought-clothes. Pinks and blues and yellows leak and spill into whites, and they spin and they spin and….he gets so confused.
Although, he really doesn’t think it’s all his own fault, the confusion. And certainly, it started with Donghae. It was Donghae, after all, who kissed Shiwon that first time. Kissed him until the breath was tight and shaking inside his throat; kissed him until his lips tingled under the pressure; kissed him until his head started spinning.
Kissed him until he wasn’t quite sure what to do.
But, as confused as he might be, Shiwon thinks that he kind of likes how this feels. So maybe, he’ll let Donghae keep his head spinning for a while longer. At least for another load.
02/100 [archive]