Of French Customs and Old Times. Part 7
Title: Of French Customs and Old Times.
Status: Part 7 of ?
Author: xxqod
Pairings: Jonghyun/Taemin/Minho, Jinki/Kibum
Rating: PG-15
A/N: For bopeep_achu who requested this, it takes place in France of the 18th Century. Incorrect use of the French language XD lol, I only had basic French. It's not historically correct and I used their Korean names, cause I can't bring myself to change them. (Don't bash me for it! >.< )
~There's a wordlist at the end of each part, stating the French words and their translation.~
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"Wow… So that means Jonghyun loved Taemin all this time?" Kibum says in awe. Really, he didn't think one-sided love could last that long. Jinki nods.
"Can you release me now?" He blushes, because he didn't want to mention their current position, but if Kibum stays on top of him any longer the situation will be more embarrassing. Jinki sighs when Kibum moves back a little, but gasps as Kibum's hand is a little too high up his thigh for comfort, when he pushes himself up to a sitting position.
Jinki feels his face flame up and scrambles up, but Kibum ignores him. Or does he do it on purpose? The thought crosses his mind for a mere second, but why would Kibum seduce him or just find pleasure in teasing him this way when they just have met?
"So…" Kibum says. He looks at Jinki's red face and smirks. He knew when he saw Jinki sitting against the door the boy must be prone to teasing. And the results satisfy Kibum to no end. So what if he was a tease? The only persons he couldn't tease were Minho and Taemin. Minho, because he's the king and Taemin is just too cute to tease.
"So?" Jinki answers him. He doesn't dare to say anything else, wondering how Kibum would react. He looks like a nice guy, but when Kibum smacked him, Jinki wanted to do nothing more than run away from this devil. He should learn to control his strength a bit. Lost in his thoughts he doesn’t notice Kibum moving closer to him once again.
"Want to do something fun?" Kibum breathes each syllable in his ear and Jinki turns to mush. Kibum grins at him and Jinki gulps, he doesn't like that smile at all.
"What do you want to do?" Jinki doesn't know why he asks it, but it sure enthrals him when Kibum turns his head a bit before shifting closer again almost sitting in Jinki's lap by now. His eyes close halfway when Kibum trails fingers over his arm and the others over his jaw, slightly brushing the tips against Jinki's lips.
A mouth traces the side of his neck and Jinki makes a little noise, concentrating on those lips moving upwards to his ear.
"Let's steal some cookies from the kitchen." The loss of the body so close to him snaps Jinki back in awareness.
"Wh- what?" He stutters. Kibum gives him an incredulous look.
"What did you think we would be doing then?" Kibum smirks and winks, laughing at Jinki's state of mind. Jinki stands up but trips, and almost falls down if it weren't for Kibum standing there to catch him. Kibum feels Jinki's warmth and wishes he could stay a bit longer in this situation. But instead of doing so, he straightens Jinki, dusting the collar of his attire and in a swift motion presses his lips against Jinki's cheek before he clasps their hands together and drags Jinki to the kitchen.
"Hah…Jonghyun…" Taemin sighs at the lovingly kiss, he missed such a feeling for too long. Jonghyun eyes are dark when he pulls away and lets his fingers slide through Taemin's long hair. He smiles adorably, his mind replaying the younger boy's sensual appearance and he leans in once again and bites gently on an earlobe before licking it apologetic. His fingers grip the soft, long hair and Taemin whimpers when his head is tilted back, giving Jonghyun perfect access to his neck.
Taemin's arms find their way around Jonghyun's neck, his hands tickle the skin there. He's completely engulfed by the sensation Jonghyun gives him and his mind blanks when a mouth latches onto the base of his throat, making a wet trail upwards to his jaw. A mewl escapes him and Jonghyun releases a feral grunt in response.
Taemin's eyes snap open and shocked he pushes Jonghyun away. His breathing is uneven and he feels scared.
"Taemin…" Jonghyun closes the space again but Taemin shakes his head in fear for what Jonghyun does to him.
"Stay away… I…I can't…" He grabs the knob of the door but Jonghyun stops him.
"Taemin…" It sounds more determined than the first time, but Taemin presses himself in the door, wishing he was a ghost, so he could walk right through. He sees Jonghyun's shadow on the wall and focuses his gaze there, waiting till Jonghyun moves back, but he doesn’t.
Instead he presses himself against Taemin's back, effectively trapping him again. A hand brushes his hair back behind his ear and Taemin feels the hot breath on his ear.
"He doesn't love you like I do." It hurts. It hurts so much to hear that. Taemin rests his forehead against the wood, blinking away the tears. Why does it hurt so much? His heart almost breaks and he doesn't want to do anything about it. It means choosing whom he will spend his life with. He doesn't want to.
"How can you know?" His voice wavers and is small, Taemin hates this kind of weakness in himself.
"I just know." Is the answer and Taemin snaps again.
"You don't know anything! You weren't even here when I needed you the most! I lived miserable! And when I thought I found love, I was betrayed. Betrayed by the one I love, by the one who took my innocence, by Minho. You don't know what happened. You don't know.. You don't…"
A sob and two arms find their way around his waist, holding him securely. Jonghyun's head rests on his shoulder when he breaks down. He cries out all his worries and emotions from the past years with Jonghyun holding him, the only one he can count on.
"So, when I say it we slip into the kitchen." Kibum whispers and Jinki nods. He eyes the form in front of him and wants to do nothing more than hug that person. He thinks it's weird. Who wants to hug and hold someone they just met? He apparently. Though he didn't know how Kibum felt about him, he surely wouldn't just peck him on the cheek for fun, now would he?
"Now!" Jinki reverses back to reality and stealthily as possible follows Kibum into the kitchen. Kibum flashes him a smile for successful invading the kitchen and tugs on his hand, leading him to the pantry.
"They should be here somewhere." Kibum looks on all the plates and in all the bowls with food waiting to be taken to the ballroom. He jumps in joy when he sees a big white plate filled with cookies and takes it from the shelve.
"Now we get out of here." He dumps the cookies on a cloth, tying the ends together and lifts his makeshift knapsack filled with the food and takes Jinki's hand in his own, leading them back to the door. But then Jinki just has to stumble and smash into the counter, sending some pans flying. The sound is deafening and Kibum isn't sure if he should laugh or cry.
He opts for running, dragging Jinki with him, the angry voice of another servant in his ears. When they're back in Kibum's room they drop unceremoniously on the floor and look at each other, before they both burst out laughing. It takes them a good ten minutes to calm down.
"Hey, Jinki." Kibum's voice makes Jinki turn his head and a cookie touches his lips. Now it isn't that shocking but the fact Kibum holds onto it with his mouth makes his heart jump out of his chest. Kibum raises his eyebrows cutely tilting his head a bit. Jinki opens his mouth to protest, but Kibum moves a little forward, succeeding in feeding the other person half of the cookie. When Jinki bites down, Kibum moves his mouth to eat more of the treat between them, but ends up touching Jinki's lips. They both freeze, and they aren't sure if they should continue their little game. The cookie is now between Kibum's fingers and put aside, two bites from each side.
"I'm sorry…" Kibum hangs his head, Jinki still in light shock, but now he feels bad about Kibum's sad expression.
"Don't wear that kind of face." Kibum can't react when Jinki suddenly kisses him clumsily. But he doesn't care and wraps his arms around Jinki, eyes closing when Jinki parts his lips a little bit and hot breath abuses his own lips. A tongue licks his upper lip and Kibum shudders, he never expected Jinki would be the one initiating the kiss to deepen.
When their tongues meet they can make out the distant taste of cookies and something much stronger, more spicy but sweet at the same time and the sparkling and tingling feelings in their stomachs grow.
"So this is how the forbidden fruit tastes like." Jinki murmurs when they break apart for air. Kibum looks at him, silently asking to repeat his sentence, he missed it.
"Nothing. Some stupid thought." Kibum nods at the answer, little satisfied, but there are more important matters. He leans in again and pecks Jinki so sweet as he can on the lips. Jinki closes his eyes and pulls Kibum onto his lap, pressing their bodies close. And it feels like it should never change, this feeling of Kibum's body against his own. And he is almost a hundred percent sure Kibum thinks so too.
"Is this what they call fate?" Jinki whispers it against Key's exposed collar bone. Since when was his shirt unbuttoned? Kibum doesn't know, meeting Jinki for the first time, feeling attracted to him at first sight, mutual feelings. He thinks it is indeed fate, but he is afraid for the consequences of confirming it. So he says nothing but he lifts Jinki's head to kiss him again, mutely giving in to this sin, their fate.
Taemin is still sandwiched between the door and Jonghyun, but the warmth of the person holding him has calmed him down somewhat. He stays still however, hoping Jonghyun would get the hint and release him, but he should know better. Jonghyun is really unobservant when it's to his advantage, but that's one of the cute features he has. Taemin recalls the memory where a ten year old Jonghyun had proudly showed him his archaeological find, only to get chased by the dog of the gardener who wanted his bone back. He chuckles and gasps when Jonghyun turns him around.
"Tell me what's funny?" His voice his higher and filled with childlike curiosity, big eyes expectantly watching him. Taemin is rather mesmerized by his appearance, it's cute, too cute for a twenty-one year old.
"The dog-incident." And Taemin doubles over laughing when Jonghyun pouts at him, the memory never fails to make him grin.
"Maybe I should eat that smile of your face." Jonghyun threatens cheekily and Taemin's eyes widen before slipping away from under Jonghyun's arms, half-running to the other side of his bedroom. The dress is heavy and he can't move freely, so it isn't a surprise when Jonghyun catches him in mere seconds. He squeals and laughs, just like when they were kids, without a care for the world and Taemin thinks they should make up for the lost time.
"You know…" Jonghyun starts, Taemin shakes his head.
"You're just like a girl." He dodges Taemin's heels aimed at his toes.
"I mean! Don't you notice your mood swings?" His voice raises another octave, when he just in time jumps out of the way and Taemin punches the air. Jonghyun pouts and Taemin huffs before they burst out laughing.
"Jonghyun." Taemin hiccups, wiping the tears from his eyes with one hand while holding his stomach with the other. He shouldn't laugh so much.
"Help me undo this dress." The laughter stops abrupt. Jonghyun blanks, his gaze fixed on the dress. Taemin fidgets under his longing eyes, certainly unsure of asking for Jonghyun's help.
"Well. You know… It isn't really comfortable…" Taemin blushes a nice red, hiding his face in his hands, but they get tugged away and Jonghyun softly kisses the back of his hand. He leaves a trail of butterfly kisses over his left hand and goes along Taemin's arm till the fabric of the clothing blocks him. Jonghyun grins and skips to Taemin's shoulder, an arm around the younger boy's waist pulling him closer.
His hands find the strings which hold the dress together and loosens them the material now hanging from Taemin's shoulders. Next are is the corset with the panniers attached to it. Jonghyun slowly let's the objects make contact with the floor, making sure he doesn't injure Taemin. He looks at the boy, barely adult, mesmerized by the beauty. The white nightgown Taemin has on doesn't help to calm Jonghyun's thoughts. The young boy looks like an angel to him and he wants to hold him and love him, but he's afraid of damaging the purity of it all.
Cautiously he extends his left hand, fingertips grazing the pale skin of the angel's face under his right eye where his cheekbone is. Now the whole palm of his hand touches the right side of the face as the fingers moved into the soft hair and Jonghyun himself stands suddenly way closer than first.
"Jonghyun." His name is all it takes to lose his self-restraint and when his lips meet Taemin's again he feels the happiest person in the world. Just to be able to kiss his first and last love like that. Gentle, subtle and sweet, but still dominant and bestial. Taemin moans when Jonghyun slips his tongue into his mouth, kissing him feverishly.
They don't even notice they have been moving to the bed until they hit the pillows, Jonghyun on top of Taemin who looks so edible with red swollen lips. Jonghyun tickles Taemin's sides in a gentle manner.
"I love you." Taemin closes his eyes when Jonghyun says that, so he doesn't shows any emotion with them. He doesn't want to hurt him, but Taemin does not even knows how he feels. Does he love Jonghyun? He reaches deep in his heart, trying to find the simple answer to this question.
"Jonghyun, I lo-" A knock on the door convokes panic and Taemin hisses something at Jonghyun, he can't catch. Taemin hastily throws the covers over himself but Jonghyun looks scared around the room for an escape route. Then the door is opened with a squeaking sound, revealing Minho.
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A/N: tham dam dam dhaaaaam! *evil drum roll* Sorry for the late chapter, but I was distracted with studies and SHINee vids and more studies and a drawing of Jonghyun :O I'm making. Which I post up later this week, when it's finished! And of course! The SHINee cd's and 2010 Calendar which arrived this weekend xD Muhahahaha! *goes into evil mode* Comments are loved~!
No French words :\ I surprised myself xD