Not yours,
SHINee, jongkey, pg, drabble. fluff. a ball of fluff.
a/n: where did this even come from lmao :( yay i know how to make an entry look pretty `ᄇ´
Jonghyun knew every step he was about to take was just as unpredictable as him, the blond haired boy with a sarcastic scent. It was all about to reach high, higher than ever, and wait for the fall to come, only hoping it wouldn't hurt that much. He knew that no matter how careful he was, his grip around Kibum's wrists wasn't strong enough. The boy was like water. Jonghyun couldn't hold him.
He was something he needed to be a part of his every day, part of his every night. Kibum was gentle like a quiet river, calming, soothing, but he could be as dangerous as the deep ocean, where Jonghyun lost his paths and sank helplessly, only hoping his oxygen would last enough.
Jonghyun knew Kibum wasn't forever. His voice had a different tone, Jonghyun thought, his voice meant you couldn't have him forever, it meant that he wasn't yours, his voice softly whispered that he was unapproachable.
When Jonghyun approached his lips, it was like waiting for a not so gentle ocean wave to come. At first it was breathtaking, and he had to force himself to stay still, and soon he felt the coldness running down his neck and then he lost it. He closed his eyes and grabbed Kibum's jacket, only to make sure he wasn't daydreaming, to make sure Kibum was actually there, taking the life out of him, enjoying every touch, enjoying the warm just as much as Jonghyun.
Kibum was like jumping off a cliff, adrenaline and danger wrapping his body, only with a thin layer of i'll be there. Jonghyun hesitated at first, unsure of what to do, unsure and nervous because Kibum wasn't really his, Kibum wasn't really there for him; yet he hoped he someday would. He really hoped he'd someday reach Kibum, and grab his hand tightly, absorbing his warmth and listening to Kibum's voice whisper i'm yours. he had fallen, and kibum's lips had catched him.
a/n: where did this even come from lmao :( yay i know how to make an entry look pretty `ᄇ´
Jonghyun knew every step he was about to take was just as unpredictable as him, the blond haired boy with a sarcastic scent. It was all about to reach high, higher than ever, and wait for the fall to come, only hoping it wouldn't hurt that much. He knew that no matter how careful he was, his grip around Kibum's wrists wasn't strong enough. The boy was like water. Jonghyun couldn't hold him.
He was something he needed to be a part of his every day, part of his every night. Kibum was gentle like a quiet river, calming, soothing, but he could be as dangerous as the deep ocean, where Jonghyun lost his paths and sank helplessly, only hoping his oxygen would last enough.
Jonghyun knew Kibum wasn't forever. His voice had a different tone, Jonghyun thought, his voice meant you couldn't have him forever, it meant that he wasn't yours, his voice softly whispered that he was unapproachable.
When Jonghyun approached his lips, it was like waiting for a not so gentle ocean wave to come. At first it was breathtaking, and he had to force himself to stay still, and soon he felt the coldness running down his neck and then he lost it. He closed his eyes and grabbed Kibum's jacket, only to make sure he wasn't daydreaming, to make sure Kibum was actually there, taking the life out of him, enjoying every touch, enjoying the warm just as much as Jonghyun.
Kibum was like jumping off a cliff, adrenaline and danger wrapping his body, only with a thin layer of i'll be there. Jonghyun hesitated at first, unsure of what to do, unsure and nervous because Kibum wasn't really his, Kibum wasn't really there for him; yet he hoped he someday would. He really hoped he'd someday reach Kibum, and grab his hand tightly, absorbing his warmth and listening to Kibum's voice whisper i'm yours. he had fallen, and kibum's lips had catched him.