Jinki’s got a brand new pair of skinnies
Title: Jinki’s got a brand new pair of skinnies
Author thinkingfood
Rating: G
Pairing/Focus: OT5
Summary: Onew isn't fat... he's just a little plump.
There it was again, that heartbreaking wailing of pain. “No, no please stop!” The unknown voice begged, screaming as if Jinki was he cause of its suffering. Was that crying he heard? Each time Jinki’s hand grazed the fabric of a pair of colorfully bright skinny jeans hanging on the numerous clothing racks in the store, the pleading voice sounded imploring Jinki to stop the unbearable torture he was causing. Checking over his shoulder one last time, the leader quickly paid for his purchase and ran home, ready to show off his new pair of skinnies.
“Who says I don’t look good in skinnies?” Jinki cackled to himself evilly like a creeper, shimming his hips into the overly tight opening of the pants. Jaws dropped as the four Shinee dongsaengs laid eyes on their leader’s new pants. Taemin’s first reaction was to cover his eyes, shielding them from the ghastly view. The maknae looked like he was on the verge of tears, scarred by how snug the jeans clung to Jinki’s legs and area between his legs… if you know what I mean. Key recovered from the dramatic shock next, darting from his place in front of Jinki to the outside space where the balcony was.
“Take them off,” the diva shrieked, climbing on top of the railing. Jinki’s event had drove Key to insanity, his heart shattering by the fashion atrocity playing out in front of his eyes. Another piercing cry of agony ripped through the air as Jinki made slow taunting steps towards the mentally unstable Key.
Even with all of the madness- Jinki in his repulsing jeans and Key practically ready to die because of them- happening in the dorm, Jonghyun and Minho stood in their places side by side, frozen by the horrid image of blinding neon yellow and hot pink fabric hugging Jinki’s lower half.
“Say I look good in skinny jeans,” Jinki commanded, drawing closer to the balcony. “Oh god, just let me jump,” Key begged, looking down at the fall and measuring his options.
“Say I look good in skinnies,” Jinki demanded again. Yup, jumping seemed to be the better option, Key thought.
“We‘re sorry we said you looked ugly in skinnies hyung!” Taemin chimed from outside next to the balcony, bracing Key from falling off the railing’s edge.
“I‘m not sorry,” Key mumbled, afraid to glance back at the sorry excuse of clothing the leader wore. “And I think you look ugly.”
An evil glint appeared in Jinki’s expression as he stalked closer to the two teens on the balcony. “Come here my sweet dongsaengie Kibummie~.” Jinki extended his arms out, moving closer to Key and capturing him in a hug.
“IT BURNS! HELP ME! SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THIS OH SO TACKY HELL!” Key squirmed in the leader’s arms, searching for an escape.
“Tell me I look good in skinny jeans.”
“You ierfnrevubhfdv juju go-iofvb iojnjvf in oidvfbij-ny jea-hns” Key grumbled.
Jinki squeezed the young maven tighter, “What was that Kibum? I couldn’t hear you.”
“I SAID YOU LOOKING FUCKING OK IN FUCKING SKINNY JEANS! CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW YOU FUCKING YELLOW AND PINK PIECE OF CRAP! NOW TAKE THEM OFF BEFORE I GO BLIND.” Key huffed, immediately running after being freed by Jinki’s arms.
Three hours later, thanks to the help of two pair of scissors, a tube of butter, and Minho’s not-so-secret stash of girl groups performing live, the eye-torturing neon yellow and hot pink jeans were removed from the leader’s waist and the contract forbidding Jinki to wear skinny jeans ever again was drafted.
Hehe I everyone!! I'm back, or atleast i think i am!! Hopefully i won't be disappearing anymore. Comment are love and i will eventually learn to write longer fics but don't get your hopes up too high XD
Author thinkingfood
Rating: G
Pairing/Focus: OT5
Summary: Onew isn't fat... he's just a little plump.
There it was again, that heartbreaking wailing of pain. “No, no please stop!” The unknown voice begged, screaming as if Jinki was he cause of its suffering. Was that crying he heard? Each time Jinki’s hand grazed the fabric of a pair of colorfully bright skinny jeans hanging on the numerous clothing racks in the store, the pleading voice sounded imploring Jinki to stop the unbearable torture he was causing. Checking over his shoulder one last time, the leader quickly paid for his purchase and ran home, ready to show off his new pair of skinnies.
“Who says I don’t look good in skinnies?” Jinki cackled to himself evilly like a creeper, shimming his hips into the overly tight opening of the pants. Jaws dropped as the four Shinee dongsaengs laid eyes on their leader’s new pants. Taemin’s first reaction was to cover his eyes, shielding them from the ghastly view. The maknae looked like he was on the verge of tears, scarred by how snug the jeans clung to Jinki’s legs and area between his legs… if you know what I mean. Key recovered from the dramatic shock next, darting from his place in front of Jinki to the outside space where the balcony was.
“Take them off,” the diva shrieked, climbing on top of the railing. Jinki’s event had drove Key to insanity, his heart shattering by the fashion atrocity playing out in front of his eyes. Another piercing cry of agony ripped through the air as Jinki made slow taunting steps towards the mentally unstable Key.
Even with all of the madness- Jinki in his repulsing jeans and Key practically ready to die because of them- happening in the dorm, Jonghyun and Minho stood in their places side by side, frozen by the horrid image of blinding neon yellow and hot pink fabric hugging Jinki’s lower half.
“Say I look good in skinny jeans,” Jinki commanded, drawing closer to the balcony. “Oh god, just let me jump,” Key begged, looking down at the fall and measuring his options.
“Say I look good in skinnies,” Jinki demanded again. Yup, jumping seemed to be the better option, Key thought.
“We‘re sorry we said you looked ugly in skinnies hyung!” Taemin chimed from outside next to the balcony, bracing Key from falling off the railing’s edge.
“I‘m not sorry,” Key mumbled, afraid to glance back at the sorry excuse of clothing the leader wore. “And I think you look ugly.”
An evil glint appeared in Jinki’s expression as he stalked closer to the two teens on the balcony. “Come here my sweet dongsaengie Kibummie~.” Jinki extended his arms out, moving closer to Key and capturing him in a hug.
“IT BURNS! HELP ME! SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THIS OH SO TACKY HELL!” Key squirmed in the leader’s arms, searching for an escape.
“Tell me I look good in skinny jeans.”
“You ierfnrevubhfdv juju go-iofvb iojnjvf in oidvfbij-ny jea-hns” Key grumbled.
Jinki squeezed the young maven tighter, “What was that Kibum? I couldn’t hear you.”
“I SAID YOU LOOKING FUCKING OK IN FUCKING SKINNY JEANS! CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW YOU FUCKING YELLOW AND PINK PIECE OF CRAP! NOW TAKE THEM OFF BEFORE I GO BLIND.” Key huffed, immediately running after being freed by Jinki’s arms.
Three hours later, thanks to the help of two pair of scissors, a tube of butter, and Minho’s not-so-secret stash of girl groups performing live, the eye-torturing neon yellow and hot pink jeans were removed from the leader’s waist and the contract forbidding Jinki to wear skinny jeans ever again was drafted.
Hehe I everyone!! I'm back, or atleast i think i am!! Hopefully i won't be disappearing anymore. Comment are love and i will eventually learn to write longer fics but don't get your hopes up too high XD