[fic] bones.
bones.
pg13 - sichul
warnings: icky? morbid? confusing.
summary: the guilt piles up in his chest and his fingers itch to move but heechul is always, always there.
i want to break your bones.
the thought comes unwanted into siwon's mind, dark and bloodless in his mouth, and he thinks that heechul can hear it because the older man stiffens just slightly, oh so slightly, and the bones in his arms seem to grind together in the grip of siwon's fingertips.
"again, siwonnie?" there's laughter on his face, in the line of his lips as they turn up in a smirk. "for such a god-fearing man, you're greedy."
siwon sucks in a breath because all his thoughts seem to center around muder and sex and the cracking of heechul's bones. he loosens his fingers and pushes heechul away and retreats to his room where he presses the leather-bound cover of his bible to his face and realizes that it smells like heechul.
---
"i'm so cruel to you."
heechul's breath hitches and his fingernails pinch into siwon's shoulders. siwon tries to ignore him, but heechul won't be ignored. he talks as siwon tries not to think about how his body intertwines with heechul's.
"it's because i get jealous, you know."
siwon groans because heechul's bones grind and twists underneath him and heechul's hair is in the way, like it always is, strands faling into his mouth and sliding into his eyelashes.
"i'll be damned if i let your god take your attention away from me."
and heechul's fingernails break into siwon's skin and the blood falls in little droplets that he laps away with a warm tongue.
---
"you're the devil, aren't you?"
it's minutes and hours, time in seconds that crash around his ears and siwon has to stand feet away from heechul because heechul is toxic, unrefined and transparent, black tar staining siwon's fingers. heechul's collarbone sticks out from his skin and siwon is going crazy, because you can't be alive when your collarbone is pieces and fragments.
heechul's eyes are big like always, and he's talking without moving his lips (lipsynching) while he lays across the bed in a jumble of llimbs and clothes.
"of course i'm the devil. temptation incarnate. i was sent to test you, and even though you failed, it's okay, because i'm the devil, and you can blame it all on me." he grins and his lips are too red to be lipstick. "that's how it works, right? that's how god keeps his flock, isn't it, siwonnie?"
the wall of the bedroom is cool against his back as siwon slides to the floor. heechul's eyes don't follow him, and siwon hates how easily he's dimissed. heechul doesn't even bother to get up from the bed, flaunting his all-too-piercing collarbone at siwon while his arms stretch out behind his body and his legs fall awkwardly off his bed.
"devil." siwon's voice is only a breath.
heechul scoffs and suddenly he's rising off the bed and his head rolls and siwon can hear the screaming of his bones as they crack and shatter into place and heechul's mouth isn't just red, it's bleeding, and he's not supposed to be moving because siwon killed him.
he saunters over and his knees bend the wrong way and it sounds like gunshots as he twists his arms around the right way and falls into siwon's lap and he smells like strawberry shampoo and rotten flesh. he smiles and he blinks and his eyes stare blankly as he kisses siwon and siwon screams.
---
"siwon? siwon! you big idiot, wake up!"
when siwon opens his eyes, heechul is blinking sleepily down at him, and he can just make out the whites of his eyes in the darkness of the room.
"hyung?"
"aren't you a little too old to be having nightmares? goddamn." heechul huffs and yawns and fits himself ontop of siwon's chest and within seconds he's alseep again, and siwon is left awake staring at the space where he knows his bible lays on his desk.
the bones of heechul's hips hurt against the skin of his stomach.
notes: I'm supposed to be writing KangKyu and another KangHan, but look at me writing SiChul. Which, unbelieveably, is my very first. :DDD I can't believe I left out Hankyung. D: Not even a mention. But it's okay, I need to stop obsessing over him for just a few minutes, seriously. And chh, I'm messing around with the setup of my fics and stuff, so bare with me.
pg13 - sichul
warnings: icky? morbid? confusing.
summary: the guilt piles up in his chest and his fingers itch to move but heechul is always, always there.
i want to break your bones.
the thought comes unwanted into siwon's mind, dark and bloodless in his mouth, and he thinks that heechul can hear it because the older man stiffens just slightly, oh so slightly, and the bones in his arms seem to grind together in the grip of siwon's fingertips.
"again, siwonnie?" there's laughter on his face, in the line of his lips as they turn up in a smirk. "for such a god-fearing man, you're greedy."
siwon sucks in a breath because all his thoughts seem to center around muder and sex and the cracking of heechul's bones. he loosens his fingers and pushes heechul away and retreats to his room where he presses the leather-bound cover of his bible to his face and realizes that it smells like heechul.
---
"i'm so cruel to you."
heechul's breath hitches and his fingernails pinch into siwon's shoulders. siwon tries to ignore him, but heechul won't be ignored. he talks as siwon tries not to think about how his body intertwines with heechul's.
"it's because i get jealous, you know."
siwon groans because heechul's bones grind and twists underneath him and heechul's hair is in the way, like it always is, strands faling into his mouth and sliding into his eyelashes.
"i'll be damned if i let your god take your attention away from me."
and heechul's fingernails break into siwon's skin and the blood falls in little droplets that he laps away with a warm tongue.
---
"you're the devil, aren't you?"
it's minutes and hours, time in seconds that crash around his ears and siwon has to stand feet away from heechul because heechul is toxic, unrefined and transparent, black tar staining siwon's fingers. heechul's collarbone sticks out from his skin and siwon is going crazy, because you can't be alive when your collarbone is pieces and fragments.
heechul's eyes are big like always, and he's talking without moving his lips (lipsynching) while he lays across the bed in a jumble of llimbs and clothes.
"of course i'm the devil. temptation incarnate. i was sent to test you, and even though you failed, it's okay, because i'm the devil, and you can blame it all on me." he grins and his lips are too red to be lipstick. "that's how it works, right? that's how god keeps his flock, isn't it, siwonnie?"
the wall of the bedroom is cool against his back as siwon slides to the floor. heechul's eyes don't follow him, and siwon hates how easily he's dimissed. heechul doesn't even bother to get up from the bed, flaunting his all-too-piercing collarbone at siwon while his arms stretch out behind his body and his legs fall awkwardly off his bed.
"devil." siwon's voice is only a breath.
heechul scoffs and suddenly he's rising off the bed and his head rolls and siwon can hear the screaming of his bones as they crack and shatter into place and heechul's mouth isn't just red, it's bleeding, and he's not supposed to be moving because siwon killed him.
he saunters over and his knees bend the wrong way and it sounds like gunshots as he twists his arms around the right way and falls into siwon's lap and he smells like strawberry shampoo and rotten flesh. he smiles and he blinks and his eyes stare blankly as he kisses siwon and siwon screams.
---
"siwon? siwon! you big idiot, wake up!"
when siwon opens his eyes, heechul is blinking sleepily down at him, and he can just make out the whites of his eyes in the darkness of the room.
"hyung?"
"aren't you a little too old to be having nightmares? goddamn." heechul huffs and yawns and fits himself ontop of siwon's chest and within seconds he's alseep again, and siwon is left awake staring at the space where he knows his bible lays on his desk.
the bones of heechul's hips hurt against the skin of his stomach.
notes: I'm supposed to be writing KangKyu and another KangHan, but look at me writing SiChul. Which, unbelieveably, is my very first. :DDD I can't believe I left out Hankyung. D: Not even a mention. But it's okay, I need to stop obsessing over him for just a few minutes, seriously. And chh, I'm messing around with the setup of my fics and stuff, so bare with me.