He danced across the stage with wings on his feet.
The lights shone on his clothes, pale, glowing, moonlight draping his limbs.
He floated, graceful, a swan on a still lake, water barely rippling under his wings.
His heart beats in time with the music - throbbing in his blood, his soul.
The silence fills his ears, the hush, and he is frozen, a statue, a memory from a forgotten time, and then—
—he is a whirlwind of motion, unstoppable, intense, unceasing.
His every movement is poetry, hands and feet his pen, the stage his paper.
duck and roll
Faster, faster, sweat a glittering trail left in his wake, a path of stardust to show others the way.
Beauty, grace, perfection; he becoms the center of the universe, and all the world is caught in his orbit.
And he dances.
“C’mon, just let me put it in!”
“Yah, it’s not gonna fit! It’s too long.”
“It’s not too long, it’ll fit, just let me…”
“See? It’s all in there. Told ya it would fit!”
“You don’t have to sound so smug about it.”
“Heh. So, what do you think?”
“Mmm… it’s… weird.”
“Well here, let me just move—”
“Okay okay! You try moving it then.”
“I dunno, it’s… it’s so hard…”
“Yeah, but don’t worry, it’ll get easier.”
“Trust me. Soon you’ll learn to enjoy it.”
“Alright. I trust you.”
“Good. Now, let me just touch it here and—”
“Hey, what are you two doi—JESUS CHRIST!”
Joon squeaked and toppled out of the desk chair, Onew guiltily turning to face the horrified leader.
“Sorry hyung, I was just showing him how to use Twitter.”
“Oh thank God.” Seungho heaved out a sigh of relief. “I thought you two were watching porn. Well, I’m going to go out to eat with Byunghee as soon as he’s done combing his chest hair, so I’ll see you later.”
Onew waved at Seungho’s retreating back as Joon climbed back into his chair, grumbling. Onew turned back to him with a smile.
“Try one more time.”
Joon sighed but carefully went back to attempting to use the touchpad on the laptop, slowly typing in a message into the tweet box. Onew watched, tapping his fingers against the desk for a bit before speaking up.
“Let’s have sex.”
1 year ago
tagged: fanfic, joomi, seungmir, goon, joon.o, mirho, '87 line, pearlchocolate, xmpy, justcallmeoppa, dailyleejoon, keighlynn, blindpiano, parkkim,
Title: Nothing Would Ever Be the Same
Pairing: Joomi, Goon, Seungmir, ‘87 line
This is mostly focused on Joon, but it has mentions of all these pairings in it. Thunder’s not there because…well, I don’t ship him with anyone lol. Also, it’s angst. Lots and lots of angst.