Don`t leave like this

Your eyes can be so cruel, just as I can be so cruel Lee Taemin | 18 | Dance | Freshman Clubs - Host, cooking. Sports - Dance team. Dorm - 209 r/s & s/o

[jju-taemin]

Ready or Not || Jongdae && Taemin

{text from --> the jongbae} tae... {text from --> the jongbae} he's back

His phone lights up the darkness around him. The glow illuminating his hand, which lays limp, a contrast to the dark green underneath that is damp with dew. He didn't know how he got there, maybe it was when he was searching for his dorm complex, but he somehow ended up laying on his back stargazing with damp grass soaking through his thin shirt and sports sweater. In theory, he should have thought to bring heavier clothing to change into but, since he was only going for a practice, he didn't plan in depth; not that he usually did. 

The stars were exceptionally bright, reflecting off the wetness of his eyes.The wetness wasn't much, his eyes sore with overuse and their exposure without rest.  He lays there in a daze, watching the twinkling lights above and how they blur together every other second and then come back into focus.

He thinks it weird, how quiet it is, and how if he tries hard enough he can hear crickets and other students walking home but it just as well could be his imagination because the last time he checked the time it was way too late for anyone to be up. The only reason he was up was because he had been practising and then wandering around when his body wouldn't cooperate further; his limbs restricting any possible dance movement and rendering him useless for the night. 

He assumed the countless amount of sleep he had forgone was catching up to him and his figurative circuit was blowing. His brain probably was in the midst of realizing, explaining why he had the sudden urge to find his dorm and possibly his warm bed... maybe his warm roommate Kevin who was very nice to use as a body pillow substitute.

He wanted to move now, to find his dorm and sleep; sleep, sleep, sleep, and sleep. His limbs were ignoring him, either finding greater comfort in the grass or the exhaustion was rendering them useless, he assumed the latter. It was making him worry, as much as he could with what felt like gauze covering his capability to think. This was different to the other times he just happened to knock out sleeping across the campus, at least those times he only felt like falling asleep. 

There were footsteps falling closer but by the time he realized, his eyes were already shutting.

[jju-taemin]

Ladies and gentlemen~ *starts singing gibberish*

{'sings gibberish with you} Ayyyy

[jju-taemin]

My inbox is open to plotting for anyone interested ;n;

[frankiemetalz]

"Dance is the physical embodiment of musical interpretation." - Frank Metal

[jju-taemin]

{{ Well from what I remember I think I only have a starter I'm writing for Jongdae at the moment ((Taemin is not concious at the moment)) so if anyone would like to plot just message me ~ }}

[jju-taemin]

{{OOC:Hey guys so I just finished my chem exam and exams are officially over so I think I'm finally back :D}}

[petitionthesky-blog-blog]

Someone asked me what home was today. All I could think of was you nestled into the crevice of my neck and shoulder, and the way you told me you loved me before you left.

Home III by Lisa Spain (via typicaltreatment)

[shawol-forever-shinee-blog]

[jju-taemin]

(/He comes into the room unexpectedly. A slight fatigue drains the colour of his complexion; his glassing slipping down the bridge of his nose. When he spots you, he comes over) Are you Lee Taemin? (/He slips out a hand, not bothering to hear your reply, assuming his intuition to be correct) I am Professor Lee and I will be the one teaching you the mechanics of dance. I am also the student counselor so if you have any troubles, I wish for you to come and see me as I am very learned in that area.

{‘he had been dancing, key word being had. he had moved to sit, staring at the mirror, forever ago— just staring in a daze of confusion the one found in drunken stupors and extreme sleep deprivation.} Hm? {‘his eyes moved to the figure that had just somewhat appeared, he was losing his ninja skills he supposed, turning around to shake the older man’s hand} Oh, dance professor? {’ his brain processes the words from the other surprisingly and he bows his head slightly} Ah, I will make sure to, thank you.. . Wait, how did you know I was Taemin? {‘furrows his eyebrows slugishly}

[joon-jju-deactivated20140322]

(/cracks an amused smile) Good that I made an impression on you, just in case if my teaching style is not good. (/he rolls his eyes at his slight stubbornness) Araso. But when you rest, you cannot look like you are about to die. I will be supervising if you decide to stay you know, just to see your abilities and what needs improving.

[jju-taemin]

Jeonjin probably only hires the best so I wouldn't worry about that. . . {'digs his fingertips into the corners of his eyes to wipe the sleep away, a habit, and turns to eye the professor} I always look like I'm about to die, didn't you know? I'm secretly a vampire, or well I was. . . secretly I mean, because now it's not a total secret~ {'hums his assent at the other's conditions} Tomorrow it is then.

[jju-taemin]

(/He comes into the room unexpectedly. A slight fatigue drains the colour of his complexion; his glassing slipping down the bridge of his nose. When he spots you, he comes over) Are you Lee Taemin? (/He slips out a hand, not bothering to hear your reply, assuming his intuition to be correct) I am Professor Lee and I will be the one teaching you the mechanics of dance. I am also the student counselor so if you have any troubles, I wish for you to come and see me as I am very learned in that area.

{‘he had been dancing, key word being had. he had moved to sit, staring at the mirror, forever ago— just staring in a daze of confusion the one found in drunken stupors and extreme sleep deprivation.} Hm? {‘his eyes moved to the figure that had just somewhat appeared, he was losing his ninja skills he supposed, turning around to shake the older man’s hand} Oh, dance professor? {’ his brain processes the words from the other surprisingly and he bows his head slightly} Ah, I will make sure to, thank you.. . Wait, how did you know I was Taemin? {‘furrows his eyebrows slugishly}

[joon-jju-deactivated20140322]

(/slowly, he sets his belongings on the far end corner of the room. Noticing your incredulously unfit condition, he motions over to you and sits beside you) Yah, you cannont succeed at dance if you work yourself without taking the right precautions.  We should talk some more when you can actually form a proper sentence. (/he hands you a newly bought towel from his bag) I have to know the name of my students otherwise I wouldn’t be a very good teacher. (/He laughs, patting his back which was drenched in his perspiration) Go home and get some rest. I won’t allow you to keep dancing like this. Come back tomorrow when you are feeling better.

[jju-taemin]

I'm fine, {'nods his head but stops as a second thought and stretches out his legs in front of him} was just taking a break. {'takes the towel, grateful, and stuffs his face into it, sighing} Oh? Well, you're already an A+ teacher in my books for just teaching dance, and for knowing my name. {'takes a deep breath and sighs again} Okay-- but I'm staying here extra late tomorrow since you cut me off~ {'finds energy to be sassy} 

[jju-taemin]

(/He comes into the room unexpectedly. A slight fatigue drains the colour of his complexion; his glassing slipping down the bridge of his nose. When he spots you, he comes over) Are you Lee Taemin? (/He slips out a hand, not bothering to hear your reply, assuming his intuition to be correct) I am Professor Lee and I will be the one teaching you the mechanics of dance. I am also the student counselor so if you have any troubles, I wish for you to come and see me as I am very learned in that area.

{'he had been dancing, key word being had. he had moved to sit, staring at the mirror, forever ago-- just staring in a daze of confusion the one found in drunken stupors and extreme sleep deprivation.} Hm? {'his eyes moved to the figure that had just somewhat appeared, he was losing his ninja skills he supposed, turning around to shake the older man's hand} Oh, dance professor? {' his brain processes the words from the other surprisingly and he bows his head slightly} Ah, I will make sure to, thank you.. . Wait, how did you know I was Taemin? {'furrows his eyebrows slugishly}

[jongdae-jju]

No I’m sorry…. Sorry Taemin… (/rubs the back of his neck, licking his lips) He was the sweetest kind of fling — no… — (/shakes his head, smiling sadly) — love I had. So I guess that’s why I’m being a brat too. (/wraps an arm around your shoulder) Sorry.

[jju-taemin]

{'shakes his head} You're allowed to be a brat hyung. {'sighs and forces a smile} You're not allowed to stay sad forever okay? {'hums a tune and then begins to sing the words to a Disney song he knew}

You keep on denying Who you are and how you're feeling? Baby, we're not buying Hon, we saw you hit the ceiling

Face it like a grown up When you gonna own up That you got, got, got it bad

[jongdae-jju]

When the fuck did I ever say that? (/grunts, turning to you in confusion) Taemin calm down. Alright — I’m sorry. Whatever. (/shakes his head, letting out a bitter laugh) I’d rather feel indifferent then feel like my world is breaking into two fucking pieces because this pain — right here (/he points to his chest, voice cracking and eyes brimming with tears) — it fucking hurts and I would do anything to take it away.

[jju-taemin]

Yeah, I'm lucky, I don't feel anything at all. {'glares ahead of him before softening and turning to you} Sorry, I'm being a brat because I'm sleepy, you know how I am. {'clears his throat and moves closer again} Hyung. . . 

[jongdae-jju]

Because… because you’re you. (/shrugs, frowning) Look Taemin, I really don’t want to talk about this right now. (/waves his hand away) Alright? Sorry.

[jju-taemin]

Because I'm me? {'guffaws} Because I'm not supposed to feel things? I'm not supposed to have emotions because I'm so young? Glad I'm doing something right, can't feel anything, just indifference. {'rolls his eyes away from your sight and nods} Whatever, hyung.

[jongdae-jju]

It was. I think it was the nicest I’ve ever felt. (/nods his head slowly, his bangs covering his vision for a moment) Taemin look — what do you know about what I’m feeling? It’s nothing. I told you. (/shifts slightly, pushing your hand away gently) No. He just… told me to move on and smile. But how the fuck — it’s not—… (/sighs and slides further away) You should go Taemin. You wouldn’t — wouldn’t understand.

[jju-taemin]

{'reaches out to push your hair out of the way but stops halfway with his hand outstretched before retracting it} Oh. {'his lips curl down showing his discomfort and turns to hide it, speaking to the air} How do you know? {'puts on a blank face and turns, raising an eyebrow} How do you know I wouldn't understand?

[jongdae-jju]

We… did. I mean, we watched movies and sometimes we just cuddled. It was… nice. Very nice. (/he bites the inside of his cheek, finding himself smiling at the fond memories) Taemin look, what do you know about love? (/turns to you, eyebrows furrowed) I liked him more than the rest and just — just because I spent hours continuously pining over him and months trying to get his attention that doesn’t mean — (/he chokes on his words once more, burying his face in his hands) — that doesn’t mean anything.

[jju-taemin]

That does sound nice. {'pauses at your question and hides his face again} I dunno, maybe-- something? I know that when someone's in love, they act like you're acting now. {'pats your back awkwardly with one hand} It means something, did he say anything? Why he left?

[jongdae-jju]

Idiot. (/breaks out into a soft smile before flicking your head once more) Maybe. I guess, I liked him more than the rest. (/ruffles his hair in confusion) Fuck. This is why I used to sleep around with no strings attached. Fuck. (/sighs deeply, gazing down at the floor)  I’m not going to cry. There’s nothing to let go of. T-there’s nothing I want to let go of. (/whispers the last part softly)

[jju-taemin]

I'm sure you did more things than just. . . sex {'coughs and hides face in your side, continuing to hug you} so he's more than just a fling, you loved him, didn't you. {'he said it more as a statement than a question and twisted his lips to keep himself from frowning more} I know you liked him more than the rest, that's why it hurts so much, I don't mean let him go, let go in general.