Jonghyun, Kim Jonghyun

Taemin’s hands are on either side of his head, and he smells of sweat as he leans in, nosing up Jonghyun’s jaw until he tilts his head back.  

(^^;; — write one of the characters being sheepish for something they did

“Jinki!"  Jonghyun squeaks the moment he comes in the door, barring his entrance.  "I, uh, didn’t expect you home so early.”

\(//∇//)\ — write one of the characters being easily embarrassed (lotsa cred to fleckle)

Jinki tries to hide when he sees Jonghyun through the window, bounding up the sidewalk and making his way to the door.  There’s really no other word for it — he’s practically skipping, already smiling at the mere prospect of seeing Jinki in a few short seconds.  It would be adorable if Jinki didn’t know what was coming.

(^з^)-☆ — write a cute kiss

It had seemed like a good idea at the time.  They both had to make something for the bake sale, so it only made sense to do it together (especially since Jonghyun had no idea what he was doing).  It was a perfect excuse to invite Jinki over, to get some rare alone time with the boy he’s been crushing on for months now. What he hadn’t taken into account was that Jinki was a perfectionist, and club president — meaning that they’re still going at it, baking yet another batch of cupcakes at 2 in the morning.

thanks to fleckle as always for proofing and the title~ and minsunshine too for all her encouragement with this one!

Jonghyun tightened his coat around himself as he followed Minho to the entrance of some club. He was not at all in the mood; after the snowfall in the afternoon all he wanted to do was go home and change into his warmest and most comfortable pajamas and have a glass of brandy or rum;  but Minho’s whining and little rants had forced him to accept his offer to go and explore the new club a few streets away.

“Ready to have the time of your life?” Minho asked with a wink as they stopped in front of the dark entrance of the club.

Jonghyun rolled his eyes and pushed Minho inside.

-

Kibum let out a huge sigh as he sat down beside Jinki at the bar. “We have been here for only 15 minutes and I am already bored.”

Jinki snorted. “What? Didn’t find anyone to your liking?”

“Too young and immature.” Kibum groaned. He took a sip of the drink he had ordered. “Oh god, please send help.”

They were highschool lovers, the cutest couple on campus, the couple everyone adored, but in their last year of highschool they decided to part. Their varied interests threatened to put distance in between them and hence they decided to end their relationship on a happy note.

Now four years later Jonghyun was back in town with his bachelor’s degree in aeronautics and the first thing he had done was call up Jinki. Throughout the four years that they were apart Jinki and Jonghyun tried to keep in touch with each other. Even though they had parted ways they still checked in with each other, sharing their little doings of the day. Eventually as the months went by the number of messages that they exchanged decreased, their lives getting filled up with the new activities the new academic year brought for them.

* 

They’re onstage before a crowd of thousands, making their good-byes for this last concert of the tour, and Jonghyun is crying again. Jinki watches him from the sidelines for a moment, listening as Jonghyun sobs out broken words of gratitude and happiness into the mic while the fans aww and cheer and comfortingly call out his name.

Minho and Taemin are currently involved in cuddling and laughing at an equally teary-eyed Kibum, so once Jonghyun gives up on his attempts at coherent speech, Jinki comes closer and tugs his Omega bandmate into a gentle back-hug. He splays a hand across Jonghyun’s stomach, and nuzzles his nose into the sweat-soaked mess of Jonghyun’s hair, inhaling the scents of hairspray, birthday cake, and Jonghyun’s own particular sweetness.

That scent, and the way a still-weeping Jonghyun relaxes into the loose embrace, makes Jinki want to tug the Omega off into a quiet, dark corner and hold him and cuddle him and shelter him from all the world until his tears cease and he is back to his usual vivacious self. The Alpha part of Jinki’s instincts don’t like being out in the open like this with his distressed Omega; they make him feel irrationally tense, as if danger is lurking around every corner, just waiting for the opportunity to take and harm what is his.

But these instincts are very wrong and irrational; the only reason Jonghyun is upset is because this is the last day of their concerts, and there is no danger here, only a huge crowd of concerned fans. Jinki determinedly resists the urge to growl at everyone and haul Jonghyun off to the safety of somewhere more private, and instead just waits until Jonghyun calms down enough to stop sobbing into his towel and water bottle. Then Jinki lets go of him and steps away, firmly suppressing his instinctive need to protect, shelter, soothe, and watches as Jonghyun starts giving his farewell speech again, albeit much more coherently this time.

Jongyu, omegaverse, angst-ish, rated m, w/c: 4.9k,

Summary: Jonghyun is Jinki’s home. Problem is, Jonghyun doesn’t remember that Jinki is also his anymore.

Part 1,   Part 2,   Part 3,  Part 4,  Part 5,   Part 6,  Part 7    Ao3   AFF

also warning: rimming

           Drying his hair slowly Jonghyun turned toward the door with a smile. “Hey, you.”

           Jinki grinned. “You’re getting better at pinpointing it’s me.”

           “You have a distinct scent.” As the man got closer, sitting on the bed beside him to kiss his cheek, Jonghyun finally noticed the bump on his forehead. Carefully he lifted his hand to brush his thumb around the reddened edge softly. “What happened?”

           “My Mum decided to stop by the house. I forgot there was a beam behind me and well,” He waved his hand in the vicinity of his forehead. “You see how that ended. Don’t worry I went to the Hut. I’m all clear.”

           “I was wondering where you were. It’s odd for you to miss dinner.”

           With a sigh, Jinki laid his head on Jonghyun’s shoulder, causing a bit of blush to color the younger man’s cheeks. “I’m sorry. I was a bit dizzy and didn’t want to risk it. We have enough problems to deal with without me getting a head injury too.”

Jonghyun stood by the stairs watching the basketball practise. To others it might look like he was waiting for his best buddy Minho, who was on the basketball court, but they didn’t know the truth. No, he was not waiting for that tall ass, instead he spent his time ogling the captain, Jinki.

The moment he had seen Jinki on his first day of school, he was smitten. The longish hair, those small eyes, that crooked nose, and those sinful lips. Oh god, Jonghyun was sold.

prompt posted @ the end to not spoil the fun :3

Jinki knew Jonghyun was hiding something from him. He no longer was sleeping in Jinki’s room but in his shared room with Taemin, which he never slept in since he always just crashed with him whenever he was staying at the dorms. It wasn’t like he was avoiding him though, because whenever they met, he was the usual adorably cheery and clingy, but he often made excuses whenever Jinki wanted to just cuddle up with him at the end of the day. He would humor Jinki until Jinki fell asleep and would escape, unaware that Jinki had woken up to the absence of his warmth. Jinki was sullen about this but he didn’t know how to bring it up– because he thought that maybe it wasn’t Jonghyun who was the clingy one, but himself… and hence, no wonder Jonghyun needed space.

So he didn’t think much of it when Jonghyun wouldn’t stay and cuddle for long after their movie night or when he’d go home instead of coming to the dorm after his schedules. It was such a little thing that had been cut back, but for Jinki it stood out like a sore thumb. He was too used to having Jonghyun’s warmth against him, falling asleep to his rhythmic breathing, sometimes to his sleepy humming. He was too used to waking up to his adorably handsome sight, lost in peaceful slumber, watching him just for a minute more before he woke him up with a kiss. He was too used to the way they got ready for the day together, he was too used to their unnecessary chatting and joking as they stuffed their faces with breakfast. It was alright when Jonghyun stayed at home every once or twice a week, but this dynamic had been missing for over three weeks now and it was slowly setting everything else in Jinki’s daily schedule astray. After all, his day both started and ended with Jonghyun in some way or the other. Not having that was building up a restlessness within him.

~2000 words / Sexual content 

So this was supposed to be for Jjong’s Month but I’m terrible and procrastinated. I guess it still kind of counts because it’s still April.  

Where is the one who’ll date me? Where is the one who’ll hold hands with me? Where is the one who’ll have kisses with me?

Jonghyun slumped further into his seat and tried not to gag at the disgusting display of affection in front of him. It was like his friends had no shame, this was a public cafe and he was sure no one wanted to see this. Taemin was almost completely out of his seat and draped over Kibum’s shoulder. His eyes followed Kibum’s fork as it took a small piece of cake from the plate to his lips; leaving a bit of icing behind. Taemin’s tongue slipped out to lick his lips before he was lunging forward to be Kibum’s personal napkin. Fucking Gross.

After watching the whole song and dance happen again, he leaned over to Jinki, speaking loudly. “Is this allowed?” 

A part of @eorumverba‘s and my kinktober series. All of kinktober will take place in our coven!au.

Day 3: Public Jongyu

No one is close to them, and no one seems to be looking their way. That’s for the best, but that doesn’t stop Jinki from lowering his mouth to Jonghyun’s ear and murmuring, “Quiet, baby boy. People are going to hear you.”

30. “Daddys bored. Put that book down and come entertain me.”

Jonghyun nods, biting his lip still, and then he slips from Jinki’s lap to settle between his spread legs. “Can I…?” he whispers, lifting his hands to touch Jinki’s upper thighs like a question.

@taketaemtoyourleader n i were talking a few days ago n they ??? ruined my life with the phrase ‘daddy’s slutty baby boy’ so this is (also) for and because of them