Waiting
title: waiting
pairing: onew/minho
rating: pg
drabble
doing these so i can keep my mind sharp and my talents... well, talented.
onew paced around the dorm, his hands clasped behind his back as he wrung his fingers and rotated his wrists. he walked in circles; he wandered the living room, hovered in the kitchen, stood in the doorway to the bathroom, sat on the couch, got up five minutes later. he couldn't sit still. how long were they going to be gone? he unclasped his hands and shook them out, feeling the tension leaving his fingers as he took in a calming breath and glanced at the front door.
minho and taemin had been gone for 5 days already in saipan, and as the ever cautious leader, onew was slightly strung out. they were supposed to come back today, he knew, but he didn't know when, or from which airport (his mind supplied him with 'incheon' but his panic overrode sensibility), or what driver was going to be picking them up.
running his fingers through his hair, he sat down on the arm of the couch, wanting the firmness versus the squishiness of the cushions. his foot tapped before it started bouncing on the ball, his toes pressing into the hard wood floor. his hands smoothed out his jeans, for lack of anything better to do. he rubbed the back of his neck, he pulled his hair around to his eyes so he could check for split ends, he tried touching his tongue to his nose.
after what seemed like hours (it had barely been one hour since he had been awake, and key and jonghyun were still sleeping, blissfully unaware of the leader's current state of mind) the alarm system beeped permission and the door swung open, taemin and minho shuffling in, trying to keep their bags balanced as they took off their shoes. taemin smiled at onew, and onew gave a frail smile in return - the maknae greeted the leader before shuffling off to his room to start putting his clothes away, and minho set his bags down by the table, pausing, his big eyes taking onew in.
"welcome home," onew said softly, licking his lips, glittering eyes meeting minho's, his hands shaking as he tried to keep them still on his knees, tried to keep them to himself.
minho smiled and walked towards onew, wrapping his long arms around onew's shoulders, burying his face into the leader's neck. onew relaxed immediately, melting like plastic under a fire as his arms wound around the athlete's shoulders and held him close, allowing his hands to win over his mind and grasp at the younger boy’s coat.
"welcome home," onew repeated, his voice softer, but warmer, and minho chuckled, kissing the column of onew's neck gently.
"thank you."
pairing: onew/minho
rating: pg
drabble
doing these so i can keep my mind sharp and my talents... well, talented.
onew paced around the dorm, his hands clasped behind his back as he wrung his fingers and rotated his wrists. he walked in circles; he wandered the living room, hovered in the kitchen, stood in the doorway to the bathroom, sat on the couch, got up five minutes later. he couldn't sit still. how long were they going to be gone? he unclasped his hands and shook them out, feeling the tension leaving his fingers as he took in a calming breath and glanced at the front door.
minho and taemin had been gone for 5 days already in saipan, and as the ever cautious leader, onew was slightly strung out. they were supposed to come back today, he knew, but he didn't know when, or from which airport (his mind supplied him with 'incheon' but his panic overrode sensibility), or what driver was going to be picking them up.
running his fingers through his hair, he sat down on the arm of the couch, wanting the firmness versus the squishiness of the cushions. his foot tapped before it started bouncing on the ball, his toes pressing into the hard wood floor. his hands smoothed out his jeans, for lack of anything better to do. he rubbed the back of his neck, he pulled his hair around to his eyes so he could check for split ends, he tried touching his tongue to his nose.
after what seemed like hours (it had barely been one hour since he had been awake, and key and jonghyun were still sleeping, blissfully unaware of the leader's current state of mind) the alarm system beeped permission and the door swung open, taemin and minho shuffling in, trying to keep their bags balanced as they took off their shoes. taemin smiled at onew, and onew gave a frail smile in return - the maknae greeted the leader before shuffling off to his room to start putting his clothes away, and minho set his bags down by the table, pausing, his big eyes taking onew in.
"welcome home," onew said softly, licking his lips, glittering eyes meeting minho's, his hands shaking as he tried to keep them still on his knees, tried to keep them to himself.
minho smiled and walked towards onew, wrapping his long arms around onew's shoulders, burying his face into the leader's neck. onew relaxed immediately, melting like plastic under a fire as his arms wound around the athlete's shoulders and held him close, allowing his hands to win over his mind and grasp at the younger boy’s coat.
"welcome home," onew repeated, his voice softer, but warmer, and minho chuckled, kissing the column of onew's neck gently.
"thank you."