5+1 Xiuhan drabbles
Title: 5+1 Xiuhan drabbles
Author: theirblinggirl
Rating: from PG to R, I think
Pairing: XiuHan <333
Summary: Inspired by the most random songs, some of them which actually do have something to do with the drabbles, some of them which don't, and inspired by everything wonderful that is the Xiumin/Luhan ship, this is just a small and quick collection of random drabbles :)
A/N: This is not what I should be doing ON SO MANY LEVELS because first of all TWO EXAMS IN THE NEXT TWO DAYS and secondly Battleground AU (which I promise i'll finish shortly because it's halfway done) but... all the studying really took it's toll on me so I just HAD TO throw Japanese History away and get into something to ease my mind and yeah, this happened. Million thanks to you, dearest, because you are a diamond and because you value me so much and because you are my best sailor-mate on this ship and most of all, because these have all been tested on you (sort of)<3
Since they are quick drabbles, they haven't been properly beta-read either:/
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1.
Shooting stars
(#np: The Wanted - Lightning)
They’ve got less than 5 minutes and half of it is ruined by the thrill that fills their veins - thrill of the stage they just exited, thrill of still being in public, thrill of the cheers, the crowd, thrill of the million shooting stars in Luhan’s eyes. With each kiss - quick and rushed and precipitant and so, so maddeningly sweet - Minseok wishes on one of those shooting stars. It’s a million wishes, but they all end with “…Luhan, forever.”
2.
Neon
(#np: BOB ft. Hayley WIlliams of Paramore - Airplanes)
When Luhan wakes to the sound of the unforgiving alarm, embraced by softly snuffing warmth, the sun has not risen yet, so all the light that enters the room is from the never-sleeping city that he once called his home. Now as he has no perception of home anymore and his perceptions of family have also shifted a great deal, Luhan feels homesick from time to time, at the worst moments of his day. This moment is no different either, but when sounds of sirens from outside make the body next to him stir in his sleep, Luhan’s gaze follows the soft, alien neon lights that seem to flow gently around Minseok’s sleeping face before gathering in a puddle of light on the pillow next to him. Luhan reaches out to draw one finger across Minseok’s peaceful features, hardly even touching, and smiles as his previously aching heart takes on the rhythm of his breathing and slows down.
“Home is where the heart is…” he mutters, almost laughing at his own cheesiness, before snuggling back between Minseok’s automatically opening arms, feelings of homesickness drifting away with each intake of air, filled with Minseok’s scent.
3.
Unpolished
(#np: Placebo - Julien)
(a/n: this is Minseok's car )
“So are you getting in or…?” Minseok asks, one hand still on the steering wheel while the other holds the door of the worn-down Chevrolet open, body leaning across the passenger’s seat from behind the wheel.
“I don’t know yet…” Luhan mutters, completely honest, as he eyes the not-exactly new, but nevertheless impressive, black vehicle and the young boy clad in denim and with an unreasonably huge grin inside.
“Oh yes you do” Minseok shakes his head, letting go of the door and patting the seat next to himself. “Hop in, we’ve got a thousand miles ahead of us, at least…”
“My parents would so not approve of this…” Luhan frowns, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth nervously before throwing his school backpack on the back seat and crawling into the car.
“Exactly” Minseok winks, before reaching across Luhan to close the door and kiss him in one swift motion.
The fever with which Luhan responds to the kiss, mouth - and school uniform - opening up under Minseok’s lips and touches is also the furthest from anything his parents would ever approve of, if only they knew…
4.
My sweet prince
(#np: Placebo - My sweet prince, and yes, this is the title and the quote and basically everything because this song omfg)
“Never thought you'd make me perspire.
Never thought I'd do you the same.”
(Placebo - My sweet prince)
Tiny but full lips travel leisurely across his skin, drinking up the small drops of sweat that covers his entire body. Minseok lifts his head, eyes fixed on Luhan as he moves up Minseok’s body, one chaste kiss at a time. As if he could sense that he’s being watched, Luhan suddenly looks up, locking his gaze with Minseok’s and the boy shivers, helpless want and pretentious need practically paralyzing his limbs. He falls captive to those big, mysterious eyes that speak louder than the little but skillful mouth, and Minseok thinks it’s better that way, because he has since long given up on believing spoken words.
Luhan’s eyes don’t lie - but Minseok would believe them anyways, even without the small pill that Luhan takes between his teeth and brings to Minseok’s mouth, pushing it between Minseok’s willing lips with his tongue.
His head is already in a blissful haze that is filled with Luhan and only Luhan - the beautiful and pale, naked and silky-soft body of Luhan before the pill kicks in, but after it does, after the borderlines of reality and fantasy begin to blur even more and Luhan’s skin starts gloving and his lips become burning blood-red around Minseok and his hair is golden like a halo, Minseok forgets that anything else exists, and that is why he always believes Luhan’s eyes.
Because all they say, all they promise is here, now and together like nobody else has been together before, and as Minseok buries himself deep into the impossibly warm and welcoming body beneath him, he knows for sure that there is no way anyone else can be together like when he and Luhan are.
5.
Mirror, mirror
(#np: Lady Gaga - Marry the night)
Luhan stands in front of the huge mirror that takes up at least half of their living room-wall, his shirt thrown on the ground by his feet, and tilts his head, turning slightly from one side to the other and back. Minseok enters the room, a cup of streaming hot coffee in his hand, and his brows furrow with worry before quickly adjusting his features to a small, loving smile.
“Don’t you think I gained weight? Like, at least two pounds?” Luhan asks, voice hopeful while he runs his fingers across the outline of his ribs under his pale skin, before carefully pinching it between his fingers. "Yes, this is absolutely some new fat here..."
“Yes, love, you definitely did…” Minseok nods, handing the cup to Luhan, careful of his features as his heart skips just a few more beats than it usuallydoes, whenever he finds Luhan at one of the mirrors he so fiercely refused to throw out even after the suggestion of his doctors. “More like lost another three…” Minseok thinks, heart bleeding in silence as he steps behind Luhan, kissing the practically white skin on his neck, but all he says is “You are the most beautiful and perfect person on Earth… and you know I would never lie to you.”
6.
包子
“Baozi!” echoes through the dorm, and Minseok scribbles down another pair of characters, ignoring Wufan’s snort.
“Baozi~”comes the soft voice from behind Minseok, just before two thin arms wrap themselves around his waist.
“Baozi?” The fangirl’s eyes in front of Minseok widen when Luhan reaches across the album he’s currently signing to grab Minseok’s bottle of water.
“Baozi…” Luhan sighs, lips pressed to Minseok’s ear while his hand slips under Minseok’s shirt.
“Baozi.” the sleepy syllables are murmured and barely coherent, but still make their way into Minseok’s dream, first thing in the morning before he wakes.
“He is like a Baozi” Luhan giggles at the surprised host and Minseok can’t help a half-embarrassed, half-proud grin, because
“I’m gonna call you baozi… which is steamed bun, but in a good way! It sounds really cute and I think you’re really, really cute… Baozi”
A/N2: So, um, I am basically only posting this because the Internet needs ALL the XiuHan it can get, but nevertheless, please tell me how you liked them? If you liked them? If you like XiuHan in general? If you think I won't fail miserably tomorrow?