[fic] Hey DJ
Hey DJ
pg - blodong [shindong/tablo]
summary: i will love you forever, love you forever, love you forever... [for stevenghost]
Tablo's hands are cold as they slip into your pocket. You look down at him and he's smiling up at you, and you blame him for everything that's turned upside down in your life.
people brush past you as you walk the downtown road. when you breath, the air is white infront of you. your jacket is never warm enough, but he looks like a snowman in all the laywers he's wrapped around himself.
It was supposed to be a simple meeting, you've brushed past Tablo before, talked with him. With Eunhyuk being the fanboy that he is, and Heechul sneaking out to meet Mithra every other weekend, you even consider Tablo- not quite a friend, but more than an accquaintance, and not serious enough to be a mentor.
You never thought much about him, just the usual things, that he's short, that although he's not typically good-looking, something about him draws attention, that his music is amazing. What everyone else thinks. You had your own music to worry about, your own shows, your own runaway members that came and went.
he pulls you into a store filled with things that don't match. it's all odds and ends and it's so warm inside, it's hard not to get sleepy staring at the handmade jewelry on the counter. he lets go of your hand, pulls his hand out of your pocket and talks with the man at the counter in an easy, familiar cadance. the man smiles, pulls out a record from behind the counter. the sleeve is worn around the edges. outside, he holds the record like it's made of glass. it's an american singer you don't recognize the name of, but is holy to him. he talks endlessly about it and you listen as best as you can through the winter wind rushing through your ears.
You also blame the radio station, the late night show, Eunhyuk taking you to Tablo's radio show minutes before it ended. You blame the producers and staff that had left the three of you alone. You blame the soju Tablo pulled out from a drawer (for any late-night staff parties!). You blame your parents for making you such a fool that likes to make people laugh, you blame them for you being happily on the way to tipsy and standing up and letting loose rapping Tablo's music.
Everyone laughs and Eunhyuk gives you a knowing smile that you didn't know then was knowing. Tablo throws his arm around you and his face is too close to yours.
You didn't kiss him then, you remember that much, but you did something, and the next day, you had a date with Tablo and you blinked at him from behind a resturant table and he blinked back at you.
When it comes to Tablo, you don't know how anything happens. At home, alone, you tell yourself that you liked girls alot only two weeks ago. You tell yourself that you've never thought about guys, and even if you would've, Tablo wouldn't have been on your list. You tell yourself things like this all night, but in the morning, Tablo's calling you and you're calling him and you're holding his hand in a dark movie theater and realizing that you like it alot.
What are we doing?
Dating.
...Is it really that simple?
Yep.
Well... okay then.
You refuse to admit you're in love, but even you think that's foolish when you're staring at your phone and waiting for him to call. Eunhyuk nudges you when you space out and tells you that Tablo's doing the same thing. He knows because Tukutz told Donghae and Donghae made fun of it to him. You feel better then because if you're going to be a fool, well, at least you're not doing it alone.
the night gets colder and colder and he's ready to go back in. you want to stay out more, you want to play and go to a karaoke room and drink alcohol and be silly. he pouts up at you, but it's interuppted by a sneeze and no matter how much you want to play, you don't want him to get sick. the walk back to his apartment goes by too quickly, and he kisses your cheek infront of his door. he promises to call in the morning, you promise to not answer because you don't want to hear his voice first thing in the morning. he hits your shoulder, laughs. you brush your mouth against his and his eyes get brighter and he disappears into the apartment.
You call him as you walk back to your dorm.
"Since you're older, shouldn't you drive me home? Shouldn't you make sure I get home safe?"
He laughs on the phone. "I should, but it's too cold. Get back to me in the summer."
The dorm is quiet when you get there. Kibum has come to play and Donghae tosses the extra controller at you before you even have a chance to take off your coat. He doesn't look up from the television.
"Hurry up, Kibum and I are killing Eunhyuk, it's too sad."
You stay up all night playing, you fall asleep in the livingroom with Kibum's feet in your lap, and when you wake up in the morning, you call Tablo first.
note:: i don't know, but people i pair with tablo tend to get a little weird if i try to make them do anything deeper than sex. tablo inspires the intense/ethereal emotions out of me. i blame "lovescream". for stevenghostcause she wanted some blodong and ew, i know i'm doing nothing in my to-do list, but we never believed i could do it, did we? :D
pg - blodong [shindong/tablo]
summary: i will love you forever, love you forever, love you forever... [for stevenghost]
Tablo's hands are cold as they slip into your pocket. You look down at him and he's smiling up at you, and you blame him for everything that's turned upside down in your life.
people brush past you as you walk the downtown road. when you breath, the air is white infront of you. your jacket is never warm enough, but he looks like a snowman in all the laywers he's wrapped around himself.
It was supposed to be a simple meeting, you've brushed past Tablo before, talked with him. With Eunhyuk being the fanboy that he is, and Heechul sneaking out to meet Mithra every other weekend, you even consider Tablo- not quite a friend, but more than an accquaintance, and not serious enough to be a mentor.
You never thought much about him, just the usual things, that he's short, that although he's not typically good-looking, something about him draws attention, that his music is amazing. What everyone else thinks. You had your own music to worry about, your own shows, your own runaway members that came and went.
he pulls you into a store filled with things that don't match. it's all odds and ends and it's so warm inside, it's hard not to get sleepy staring at the handmade jewelry on the counter. he lets go of your hand, pulls his hand out of your pocket and talks with the man at the counter in an easy, familiar cadance. the man smiles, pulls out a record from behind the counter. the sleeve is worn around the edges. outside, he holds the record like it's made of glass. it's an american singer you don't recognize the name of, but is holy to him. he talks endlessly about it and you listen as best as you can through the winter wind rushing through your ears.
You also blame the radio station, the late night show, Eunhyuk taking you to Tablo's radio show minutes before it ended. You blame the producers and staff that had left the three of you alone. You blame the soju Tablo pulled out from a drawer (for any late-night staff parties!). You blame your parents for making you such a fool that likes to make people laugh, you blame them for you being happily on the way to tipsy and standing up and letting loose rapping Tablo's music.
Everyone laughs and Eunhyuk gives you a knowing smile that you didn't know then was knowing. Tablo throws his arm around you and his face is too close to yours.
You didn't kiss him then, you remember that much, but you did something, and the next day, you had a date with Tablo and you blinked at him from behind a resturant table and he blinked back at you.
When it comes to Tablo, you don't know how anything happens. At home, alone, you tell yourself that you liked girls alot only two weeks ago. You tell yourself that you've never thought about guys, and even if you would've, Tablo wouldn't have been on your list. You tell yourself things like this all night, but in the morning, Tablo's calling you and you're calling him and you're holding his hand in a dark movie theater and realizing that you like it alot.
What are we doing?
Dating.
...Is it really that simple?
Yep.
Well... okay then.
You refuse to admit you're in love, but even you think that's foolish when you're staring at your phone and waiting for him to call. Eunhyuk nudges you when you space out and tells you that Tablo's doing the same thing. He knows because Tukutz told Donghae and Donghae made fun of it to him. You feel better then because if you're going to be a fool, well, at least you're not doing it alone.
the night gets colder and colder and he's ready to go back in. you want to stay out more, you want to play and go to a karaoke room and drink alcohol and be silly. he pouts up at you, but it's interuppted by a sneeze and no matter how much you want to play, you don't want him to get sick. the walk back to his apartment goes by too quickly, and he kisses your cheek infront of his door. he promises to call in the morning, you promise to not answer because you don't want to hear his voice first thing in the morning. he hits your shoulder, laughs. you brush your mouth against his and his eyes get brighter and he disappears into the apartment.
You call him as you walk back to your dorm.
"Since you're older, shouldn't you drive me home? Shouldn't you make sure I get home safe?"
He laughs on the phone. "I should, but it's too cold. Get back to me in the summer."
The dorm is quiet when you get there. Kibum has come to play and Donghae tosses the extra controller at you before you even have a chance to take off your coat. He doesn't look up from the television.
"Hurry up, Kibum and I are killing Eunhyuk, it's too sad."
You stay up all night playing, you fall asleep in the livingroom with Kibum's feet in your lap, and when you wake up in the morning, you call Tablo first.
note:: i don't know, but people i pair with tablo tend to get a little weird if i try to make them do anything deeper than sex. tablo inspires the intense/ethereal emotions out of me. i blame "lovescream". for stevenghostcause she wanted some blodong and ew, i know i'm doing nothing in my to-do list, but we never believed i could do it, did we? :D