meme; works in progress!
Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.
- Minseok's favourite scarf is green, made of thick wool and wrapped loosely around his shoulders as fall approaches and leaves scrunch under his feet.
- And dawn brings another day, soft, bright, hopeful. The curtains in Jongdae's room flutter in the breeze, white like sea foam and as undulating as the waves, and he is reminded of Venezia and of a time when salt clung to his tongue and sand scraped his knees. He raises an arm to shield his eyes, pale skin peppered with freckles, and beckons to the man standing by the door.
- Kris downs his cigarette and then rolls it between his fingers, pondering. He places his free hand on the back of Jongin's head and pulls him in for a kiss, forceful and sharp. "Jongin," Kris says, half-sucking on Jongin's bottom lip. "Will you help me with something?"
- The day Lu Han turns eighteen he bleaches his hair and sucks a guy off in the back of a local convenience store.
- During his early morning contemplations Minseok sometimes catches himself staring at the cupola atop the south tower, admiring the way the sunlight reflects off the blue glass, secretly wondering if he would be able to catch a glimpse of the ocean if he were to look at the world from up there.
- Yixing gets a new pair of rubber boots from his father for Christmas and green mittens from Miao Li. Lu Han gets a reindeer sweater from his mother, an envelope fat with bills from his father, and an owl-shaped carving from Yixing. By the end of January the sweater has been shoved in the back of his closet and the envelop tucked away in a messy drawer, but the carving sits on his bedside table as if it were the most precious thing in the world.
- Summer is unbearably hot this year, Jongin thinks as he peels off the bed sheets sticking to his sweaty body. He grunts, rubbing his temples and feeling sick to his stomach -- he doesn't remember drinking that much soju last night but there's an empty bottle on the bedside table and a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.
so! since a lot of my friends are posting their wips, i've decided to do the same. a lot of these will never be finished, i'm afraid, but they're all still my babies and i care for each story deeply. i'm hoping to finish at least half by next year, and add girl x girl later on since i've been meaning to write cute girls kissing for a while. but we'll see, we'll see.