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junsu ([personal profile] braced) wrote2018-08-15 06:59 pm
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kwang chuckles, waggling his eyebrows for a second, silly and not caring that he is. They're having fun, being a little reckless, talking like this in public, and it's good to let go, to allow the teasing.

Keeping an eyebrow raised, Kwang touches his tongue to his bottom lip as Junsu looks at him. ]


Say we were to suddenly both need to use the restroom, think you'd be able to stay quiet?
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Let me know if it ever starts dimming. It might, over time, but I can easily top it up.

[ Kwang's heart is in his throat. More than I can say. It resonates with him, because there's a lot he wants to say, too, and he isn't sure he should, or if it would freak Junsu out, if it's too early, if it's not mutual.

Junsu must be able to pick up how Kwang's heart starts beating faster all of a sudden, his face heating up as thoughts race through his mind. He dry-swallows, around a bunch of feelings that seem to be stuck in his throat.

There's no use denying it. Even if it's not mutual, even if it's just him. He's got to be honest with himself. ]


I wanted to - to give you something that comes entirely from me because. Well, because I. [ Seriously, his heart is beating so fast. ] I love you, Junsu.
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He wasn't sure what to expect, after saying this to Junsu. He really wasn't, but he still didn't think it'd be this. The smile, that then turned into a frown, the tears in his eyes, all of it making something cold and fearful grow in Kwang's stomach.

And then those words. Kwang swallows the taste of bile at the back of his throat, curling his hands into fists against his legs to prevent them from shaking. He's heard such words before. In a different tone and under different circumstances, but he has. He forces himself to breathe, blinking at Junsu, both scared and yearning at the same time. ]


What - what do you mean?

[ Maybe, if he was a different person, he would take it differently. Like a joke. But he can tell, from Junsu's body language, that it isn't. That there's something there, between them, unsaid. Something that might hurt Kwang. ]

What are you?
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's like a bucket of ice, straight down Kwang's back. Junsu says the words, these words, the love words, and Kwang barely registers them, because of what follows. He pulls back; he has to pull back, to put some distance to look at Junsu, seeing him here, small and vulnerable and -

a liar.

Kwang's stomach is in absolute knots. He feels like he might be sick. ]


So that first time, when we met, when I showed you my scars. I trusted you, from the get-go. And you lied. The whole time. [ His voice is small, barely a whisper. It's hurt, a little broken, rather than angry.

His hands shake. He doesn't even care, he doesn't, it's not - it's not like Xylnan, it's not, it can't be -

Kwang can't breathe. He stands, knees unsteady, feeling like he needs to cover himself in more layers than he has on right now, to hide himself further. ]


I thought you trusted me. I thought you could. [ His throat feels dry. ] I need to - to not be here, right now.
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kwang's heart feels like it's been torn right out of his chest. Junsu sounds so broken, but Kwang isn't strong enough to stay. Not right now, when all he can think was that he was lied to, again, and he fell for it, again.

He's so naive. Seven goddamn hundred years, and yet he's let this happen again. ]


I can't - I can't stay. I can't even - [ Kwang doesn't let himself say the next words on his tongue. He feels ready to break down, for his knees to give out from under him. They had - they had such a good thing, going. It was lovely, and sweet, and it felt real. Was it? Was it ever? ]

Did you lie about anything else? Did you pretend to like me, for some reason? Was any of it real?
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[personal profile] squelch 2018-09-20 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
i do! i guess i'm lucky that way. i love people a lot.
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kwang's jaw clenches at the words, because it's not like he's suddenly stopped feeling it, himself. It's not like the truth has made him stop loving Junsu all of a sudden. But it hurts, it hurts. For a moment, he's right back in that cell, with a collar around his neck, and the impossibility to stop loving Xylnan, even when he wanted to.

It's not the same, it can't be the same, he won't let it be the same, Junsu's not the same, but fuck. ]


I need some air. I'm - I need to process.

[ He doesn't plan on it being some kind of farewell. But he does need to - think about this. Let his wheels turn, because right now, right now he's just hurt and he can't think. ]

I need to go before I say something I regret.
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-20 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kwang nods, brushing tears out of his eyes, too. There's a small part of him that wants to stay, want to see if Junsu will beg.

But no - it would not be fair, on either of them. He needs to go, and so he does, walking out of Junsu's room and straight out of the house, not stopping for anyone or anything until he's able to spread his wings and take off for a while. ]
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-21 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kwang's smirk turns into a full blown grin, and he finishes his coffee before standing up, brushing invisible wrinkles out of his jeans. ]

Find me in a minute, then. I'll keep the door unlocked for you.

[ Ah, the thrill of getting caught. Always fun. ]
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[personal profile] squelch 2018-09-21 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
tiring? no, i don't think so. i think it gives me more energy, if anything.
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[personal profile] gunflowers 2018-09-21 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The moan that Myung lets out when Junsu touches him sounds wrecked, ripped right out of him, and he doubles over, hips moving into Junsu's hold, a shiver running down his spine. His own touch falters for a second before he gets some control back, moving a little faster now.

It's all too easy to lean into another kiss, a little desperate now, a lot sloppier than they were before, a little bit filthy. ]
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[personal profile] laqueata 2018-09-21 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And here she is, in the bathtub, her wings folded neatly against her back so as to not be uncomfortable, covered by bubbles up to her collarbones, one leg up in the air. She puts it down quickly and is splashes bubbles and water around when she turns to see Junsu, a pleased blush spreading over her cheeks. ]

Hi.
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[personal profile] minsu 2018-09-21 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
You're the one who's magic.

[because just hearing junsu say that, the praise and affection in his words, it makes something warm and almost sparkling rush through him.

minsu licks him again, presses his lips against his hole before returning with his tongue. he knows he's good at this, he's good at...most things, when he sets his mind to it. but there's always been a little bit of desperation in sex for him, a little fear of rejection that motivate him. it's not there with junsu. minsu feels like maybe he can enjoy it the way it's meant to be, giving pleasure to someone because he wants them to feel good. receiving some of it back without feeling like he's asking for too much. knowing that the person he's sharing himself with cares as much for him as minsu does for them...it draws as much of a sound out of him as junsu's taste does.

his hand slips under junsu's hips, lifted a little to meet his mouth, and wraps his fingers around his cock.]
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-22 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ It'd been a few days, during which Kwang had been stewing in his own thoughts. He'd talked to Ten, he'd talked to Minsu, he'd tried to sort things out in his own head, by himself.

One thing for sure: he was hurt. He was still hurt, and it was hard to think back on the moment Junsu told him the truth without feeling his heart twist all over again. But also.

Above all of that, above it all, there was the fact that he missed Junsu, already. And he kept on being reminded of Minsu's words, being told he is still exactly the same person, truly, that he did not deceive to hurt others but to protect himself. Which was something that, after all, Kwang could understand. It wasn't like he never lied, himself, or concealed who he was.

And Junsu had never shown any signs of being repulsed by Kwang. Of being scared or worried or anything like that. He'd just been here, and he'd never judged Kwang, and yet Kwang did just that right back. He wanted to be a better person. He wanted to be much better than he was with Rook, and now, that he'd been with Junsu. His thoughts took him through twists and turns, but what he kept on thinking was - Junsu hadn't really done anything wrong.

And Kwang didn't really care that he was human. The only reason he reacted the way he did was because he'd felt betrayed and blindsided. But thinking back on it -

Yeah. It didn't matter.

Which is why he barges into Junsu's room, days after their fight, doesn't knock or anything, just walks straight in and lets the door close behind him as he stands there, looking at Junsu, solemn and serious. ]


We need to talk.
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[personal profile] incendiaring 2018-09-22 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kwang waited. He leaned back against the sink and stared at the door, like it could will time to move faster. Anticipation was rushing through his veins, making him smile to himself, but in an almost nervous, electric way.

He loved this, the rush of it. And he loves seeing Junsu appear, locking the door behind him. Kwang's smile grows bigger and he reaches out for Junsu, pulling him closer with a hand fisted in the front of his shirt. ]


Felt like forever.

[ He leans in, kissing Junsu with all this electricity and anticipation and desire coursing through him, still grinning into it. ]