Lilium

Curse me. Curse me for letting you go.

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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Anything -- anything that was heavy, strong and resistant enough, Jonghyun promptly gathered up and fortified all the windows that were yet completely exposed to the infected. Most of them were already shattered, others kept intact despite the few rifts given by the years passing by and no maintenance provided. He managed to completely cover them up from the inside, probably even being overly careful for he placed another layer of debris on each one. He was still seeking for something capable of covering the whole front door, robust to keep the door closed despite possible attempts to push it open. His own jacket was eventually tossed aside, feeling overly constricted by the weight accentuated by the rain and how it stuck to his body; preventing him from moving as fast and as freely as he needed. From the corner of his eyes, however, the male was constantly observing the younger; perhaps merely to make sure he was still there for he felt if he ever took his eyes off him, Kibum would disappear completely. Hence, that's probably why he nearly panicked upon watching the boy disappearing into one of the rooms; making him practically halt whatever he was doing for the sake of following him with his gaze. But soon a sigh pushed past his lips, watching how returned; yet the preoccupation came in full force upon noticing how he was now far too exposed; with his arms practically bare given the thin fabric. "Kibum..." He merely whispered, ready to protest yet the sound of inhuman growls made him shift his gaze to its direction. He quickly continued on fortifying the windows, having the door as well on his sight to make sure no infected never there to approach it.

Kibum's voice however was all it was needed to catch the male's attention, his eyes soon landing on that very piano and without even waste a second of ponderation, he strode swiftly towards the boy, finding the other edge and grasp it firmly. His words brought a faint smile to the older male's lips, an eventual chuckle following despite it was nearly audible." Princess, really. No matter how hard you try, your body was not made to have protruding muscles. If anything, you will end up so tired you have no option but snuggle up to me" A wink was sent, hoping that his words were somehow capable of calming the other; because yes... Jonghyun was completely aware of how Kibum was on the verge of having a collapse of fear, probably because it was a whole new experience for him... Or perhaps because of the past Jonghyun was not aware of. " Now, pull it up." He mumbled, freeing a hiss upon lifting the piano as upward as he could, trying to have must of his weight for the mere sake of not hurting the younger. Giving instructions to the boy, he started to give baby steps towards the front door whilst paying prior attention to the sounds of infected and that one particular noise coming only fro a bloater. They were close -- Jonghyun was truly aware of that. But the thunder and the storm outside, despite being a handicap for the two Fireflies, was still an helping hand in disguising their scent. The infected new they were there, but they didn't know where.

"Just a few more steps." The older male murmured, letting the piano settle close to the door, his breath slowly faltering for all the effort he was putting on the task. Upon having it in the right position; the older male slowly squatted until he deposited the piano completely leaned onto the door, motioning Kibum to do the exact same thing. "I think this alone is enough to keep us safe." Jonghyun stated whilst stepping back, hands settling at his waist as he observed the piano and how it seemed to cover nearly all the door. "Yes, definitely safe." With a single sigh of relief, the male skimming a hand across his forehead and pushed his bangs backwards, his eyes returning to the other whilst a tender smile graced his lips. "It's okay now, Princess." He found himself walking towards the other, stopping only when the very tip of his boots ghostly touched Kibum's; his palms however gently skimming up and down the other's arms as though he is trying to warm up his bare skin. "Now... We only have to wait. I'm sure in a few hours they will find something far more interesting than us." His voice was soothing, rather coaxing the younger to relax; to let him know that nothing would ever dare to hurt them at that very moment.

"It's cold, isn't it?" It was more a rhetorical question for he felt his warm palms touching Kibum's cold skin and a frown soon crept onto his face, reflecting his preoccupation. " Let's see if they have any clothes here, or something warm for you. If we are lucky, we may even find a fireplace and wood to fuel it." In the most casual way, as if it was so natural between them, he carded the younger's hair with his fingers in order to push away those rebel locks which kept returning to Kibum's face, the tender smile lingering despite the circumstances. At that very moment, he couldn't even feel the cold himself, couldn't even consider that he too, was completely soaked. He was too absorbed on the younger, relishing in that moment of peace and the fact that for now, Kibum was protected. "Let's rummage the rooms in the second floor." His hand that until then was constantly caressing the younger's arm, slowly lowered to his hand and he gently laced his finger through Kibum's; noticing how he was being so overly tender but he concluded it was all elicited by the thought that they had been close to death... But now were safe.

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.Enchanted ; Jonghyun & Taemin

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He had been effectively neutralized by such expression before even words had been spoken up. It had not been one of gratitude, but it was not what left the silver-haired man completely speechless and open-mouthed. It had been the natural sight of the other, that now was cleared than ever given the dim light provided by the front door. Despite the tousled hair and evident blood gracing the corner of his lips that Jonghyun refused to believe it was human, the boy emanated such a natural beauty, embraced by an exquisite aura Jonghyun had not been capable of pushing aside or ignore. At that very moment, he could only observe in awe, ignoring the fact that they were still close to the same men he had previously attacked; the same men that were part of his own group and Jonghyun refused to let them fulfill the mission that was given to them. Graced by denial, he still believed that such boy could not be part of that community of human hunters; not when he still held such innocent look despite evidences were before him. He offered one single nod of his head when the other reassure him he was fine, unable to speak up for himself given how he was still observing him rather too attentively.

His expression however contorted into one of stupefaction when the next agglomeration of words followed, being gradually pulled out of the daze he was finding himself into despite he still refused to believe such human could possibly be an aberration. Keeping his expression as impassive as possible and his Adam's apple evidently giving in his own eventual disgust and confusion, he gave a single shrug of his shoulders as though he was completely neutral about the matter. "He was not my friend." He breathed out, only then realizing he didn't even know who that corpse belonged to given how his face had been senselessly destroyed. But once again he decided to stay in denial, refusing to believe such unique beauty would be a main source of danger to the human kind which by itself was gradually dissipating given the infected and even when the other started to mock him, the male continued merely staring, giving every now and than a single nod of his head that came rather automatically. No, despite having so many evidences, he believed that boy was merely out of his mind like so many. Like Jonghyun himself sometimes was given the world they were living in and the past he would rather erase if he could. "Comrades? They are part of my group, there is nothing more between me and them." He continued to answer rather instinctively, giving the same steps forward the other gave backward; keeping the same distance despite the bother boy was seeking for it.

He had been too focused on the boy however, that he didn't notice the harsh storm falling upon the district, the winter coming when it shouldn't; only to cause a calamity given how the dwellers were never ready for such strong rain. The older male ignored it, albeit. He could only focus on the harsh remarks being throw at him, responding without even pondering his answers. " No one taught you manners? You do have one fucking big mouth." He responded the other's answer with a question of his own, showcasing a minor anger that would dissipate if the other didn't suddenly state his departure; his whole body immediately tensing upon understanding that the other had the intention of returning to the same place where the three men were precariously fighting against pain. "No." He said with an authoritative voice, striding rather too abruptly towards the boy before circling his hand around his slim wrist; the contact alone doing exactly what his looks did to the older -- he was immediately powered by a wave of shock that his body was not ready to handle so suddenly. "You're not coming back to where they are. Are you insane?! Do you have a death wish?" The male spoke perhaps too rapidly, syllables being stumbled by others whilst his hand firmly secured the other's wrist, readying the older male for any sudden attempt of escaping. "I just saved your life, at least appreciate the fact that you have another chance of living..." He had not shown any sigh of disgust nor anger, just an impassiveness that contrasted with the emotions dwelling within him and despise he was completely washed by the rain falling so heavily, he still felt so warm he was on the verge of combusting.

Too absorbed by that one boy, the male didn't realize his one biggest mistake -- completely exposed to everyone, he ignored the fact that they were still close to that one building; close enough for a bullet to be fired at him and hit him hard enough to leave his body incapable of handling the pain. It happened too fast, the very moment he was pulling that one boy close in order to refrain him from escaping, was the same moment he felt a sharp and heavy bullet being penetrated into his shoulder; close to his collarbone and chest. He didn't voice the pain, but his respiration faltered too abruptly when the pain started to built up from that one wound; his whole body being graced by a nausea so strong that he would have emptied his stomach if he had anything inside. Without even having the chance, he literally fell upon the boy's shoulder, his eyes however trying to maintain open whilst he observed the men looking at him with the most disgusting smirk; still completely spread on the floor but the gun close to him. Instinctively and with the strength he still had left, he circled an arm around the boy to shield him and throw them into the alley close by that had been created by two buildings and eventually pushed his whole body onto the other boy until they were both close to the wall; hoping and seeking for support.

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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tlouxkibum:

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“Am I…special to you?”

He could see by that one absent look that the younger was far from being satisfied with one simple question, his heart much probably questioning and processing words far too fast for his mind to manage them. The corner of his lips nearly tugged up, but he refrained from making any commentary and decided to be honest." More than what you think... And probably more than what I think." He responded vaguely, not because he was all into enigmas, but merely because he himself was also dealing with an internal argument, not knowing what exactly Kibum was to him, except for the only human Jonghyun would allow to dig into his own life and thoughts, giving him nothing more than full entrance to his own world. The older male was, however, thankful for the other's sudden natural speech to teasing him for Jonghyun wasn't in the slightest mind to even explained himself any further. There were yet questions popping up in his mind, assumptions and doubts that he didn't know how to solve unless Kibum also gave him some answers. However, he knew the younger was probably as lost as he was and perhaps even their relationship was a riddle for both of them. "With the other men? No, Princess. If anything, I would have a queue of my own." He offered nothing more than a toothy grin, his brows wiggling rather playfully despite the precarious situation they were both into. The rain was not one willing to stop so soon and given how it became heavier and thicker, Jonghyun knew the infected wouldn't be the only source of their problems.

However, at that very moment, when time and space were not possible of being caught, the older male could only secure the younger close as though he was using his own body as a shield; albeit he was far from being any safe zone for him. He had already expected that their mission would be nearly impossible to be entirely completed with only the weather itself, but he never thought they would encounter such a powerful and fear infected. At that very moment, when the loud and inhuman growled was spewed out by that one thing, he knew Kibum's life was in danger. It was loud enough to catch the attention of every other infected and the response provided by them only proved to Jonghyun they only had no chance of escaping. The older male could hear the younger calling out for him, could even feel his thin hands seeking for his coat, but Jonghyun was too focused on finding the right direction without being eventually surprised by a group of infected. Coming back was sincerely not an option, especially when the path previously used was certainly occupied already by those same infected, all too alarmed by such a vociferous growl.

When his legs started guiding him perhaps by nothing but instinct, the silver-haired man didn't even notice that his hands were not holding Kibum's, thick fingers firmly lacing through a couple of slim ones." A safe place." He spoke out loud, knowing that it didn't matter anymore if his voice was low of not; their footsteps alone were enough of a decoy and so their own scent. However, it was those simple words that made the male nearly froze from head to toe, realizing how afraid the younger truly was despite apparent evidences. Turning his head to look at him, but yet not even daring to slow down, the male squeezed Kibum's hands hard, eyes flaming with an intense passion and determination, eyes only being enough to showcase that there was no possible chance that he would put the younger in danger despite what was happening. "I'll never let go, Kibum." He practically mouthed those words, body aching not only because of all the running but because he feared for Kibum. He feared that a simple mistake, just like that one when he stepped onto a branch, he would watch the younger slip through his fingers; perhaps little by little and in the most possible hideous ways. In a natural reaction, he pulled the boy as close as possible, avoiding and dodging any tree appearing rather suddenly given the fog, whilst mentally praying that not a single infected would attack them rather unexpectedly. "Just don't ever... Ever leave my side. No matter what you see, what you hear or what may scare you." He breathed out, eyes only glancing at Kibum before he was mentally recalling any previous path once followed; unable to let refrain a sigh of relief when he started to see some familiarities in the woods.

Pulling out the one revolver he had previously used with the patrol, the male nearly pulled the boy into his chest, the previous arm once occupied with Kibum's hand eventually hooking around his shoulder. The first indicators of their arrival at the village gradually appeared, the very first houses popping out through the fog, but Jonghyun could still hear, feel and scent all the infected which had been following them until then. "Close... Kibum." He heaved out once again as though he was fearing that he may not have been completely heard despite he was certain Kibum already knew the so called rules. With long steps that were yet more slow than the previous ones, Jonghyun's eyes were fully open whilst he observed their surroundings, hoping to find one particular building in good conditions to serve as a shell for the time being. "Shit-..." His whole body, however, immediately quivered when the same old noises returned in full force and in such natural instinct, his legs started to move faster whilst his arm pulled his own weakness with him. Without even considering what once should have been pondered, he threw his shoulder against the first front door of a building, cracking it open in one single blow before nearly tossing Kibum into it, the door immediately being closed despite the lock was already nothing but pieces onto the floor. "Find whatever you can." He exhaled harshly, respiration faltering as he too found himself seeking for whatever could be used to cover the door; noticing however for one split second how they were in a building that was a junction of a restaurant and housing itself.

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Like it used to be? | Jonghyun x Jinki

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There was a moment of excruciating silence after such a simple share of vague words, but the older male was certain the younger understood what did happen during that one nightmare. It had been all planned -- a promise sealed that Jonghyun would never break, despite any situations they would find themselves in. He was there when he should, he waited for as long as possible because Jinki was important to him. So important that he forgot his own absence would be the cause of so many deaths in one place. The older male once again realized how foolish he had been, how completely pathetic he had turned himself into for waiting for someone who clearly had other preoccupations. An exasperated sigh eventually pushed past his lips, followed by a fork being tossed onto the floor whilst his eyes closed and both his palms covered his face only with the purpose of rubbing it. It was all an attempt to calm himself down, but he realized the more he tried; the more irritated he became.

There was no need to look at the boy, however. He knew from his silence, that seemingly didn't seem to end so soon, that tears were forming near the edges of his eyes and he was starting to feel the consequences of knowing a truth that was never meant to be known. The older could only sigh, part of him completely shred for knowing that he just made Jinki cry; the other part of him refusing to feel any sign of regret, guilt or even preoccupation. It didn't matter, however. He realized at that very moment when he heard Jinki's voice, that he was far from detesting him; from feeling any hatred towards him. Instead, all he could feel, sense and even discern was the same adoration he had years ago; the same love, caring and admiration he had when they were both young and inseparable.

"Please, stop." He could only murmur under the intensity of such a moment, proving nonetheless incapable of looking, of reaching out and engulf that one boy in his arms; just like he would have done years ago. No. Despite all the mixing emotions, Jonghyun felt completely incredulous when Jinki claimed he never intended his departure, making the older male growl with exasperation, eyes eventually landing on the face that made him collapse in the inside, despite he showcased nothing but an impassive expression on the outside. "Oh, right. You never wanted to leave me, Jinki. But the fact was... You did. You did disappear when I needed you the most. You disappeared when I've been always there for you, when I've been by your side since fucking forever." He threw his arms up in disbelief, head shaking before he settled his palms once again onto his face, rubbing it as though he was rubbing off all the pain, fury and sadness he was feeling. "Excuses. It's all excuses."

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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tlouxkibum:

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It was as if they had returned to the confinements of the safety provided by the district. Having the younger one so close, recharging Jonghyun with his warmth and scent, his voice and even his respiration, that Jonghyun couldn't help but accompany with his own, made him realize that even in the cruelest side of the world; he would still be able to feel at peace. It was not a peace he would embrace completely, however, for he knew the danger outside; understood that one moment of weakness or distraction would be his own death and the younger's. But having Kibum near him, with their limbs attached to the other's body, made him feel at ease; made him understand -- once again -- that he was not alone in that one world, so cruel and violent it became. Thus, for each breath shared, for each word spoken, for each hug, kiss and sweet intimacy transmitted physically and mentally; Jonghyun drank them in as if it would be the last. As if that very moment would be the last and Kibum would disappear at any second. Because that was the cruel truth. no matter how strong he was, no matter how aware he could be and no matter how hard he tried to protect Kibum; there was still that one possibility of losing him. Because Jonghyun... Jonghyun wasn't invincible as soon he had professed before. he wished he was, however. He wished he was invincible -- not for him. But for Kibum.

"You are... Very special, Kibum." The older male eventually whispered, voice thin, brittle and yet overwhelmed by all kind of emotions shared between them. He gazed him intensely, his own puppy-like eyes veiled by a hood of acute affection, not sure if the younger understood the dual meaning of his words but not intending in explaining. He too emitted a soft chuckle, nodding once as their both thoughts were synchronized. Yes, Kibum was special, not only for Jonghyun... But for who he was. His personality was distinct from others, his own appearance was not one who could be easily ignored. Kibum was beautiful, with his unique hairstyle and feline eyes; with the way he moved his body and observed something that may have caught his interest. The following question brought a frown to the male's forehead, yet not so soon he ended up emitting nothing but a faint chortle, nodding once. " No. I'm pretty sure all those comments sink into your ear at velocity 10 and leave the other ear at velocity 10000." Squeezing the younger close, he gazed him with smiley puppy-like eyes, eventually emitting another chuckle. "I'm certain you would have a queue of insatiate men waiting for a blowjob of yours. I myself would be there somewhere." Displaying a smirk and a wink, the male leaned down to deposit a kiss on the other's forehead when he raised his head proudly, gently massaging the other's side for it become such a natural habit of his.

He too, halted his movements upon watching the boy stopping, a sound escaping his lips when he felt the hard texture of the tree trunk behind his back. A frown immediately capped his brows, eyes observing Kibum's questioningly although he nearly close them when he felt fingertips traveling across his neck; his own forehead seeking for the younger's, nose gently bumping against nose. "Kibum... I…" He whispered the other's name when his own had been spoken, eyes focusing immediately on the younger's when the first agglomeration of words followed, silently questioning, asking what was on the other's mind. But when he felt the younger's heart nearly making his own vibrating given how hard it was beating, he realized perhaps too late what was going on. He immediately circled the second arm around Kibum, cupping the back of the younger's head to bury his face into his chest, eyes immediately growing like those of an eagle, observing their surroundings. He didn't respond to the younger's question, but he did hear it. He did hear the sound of a branch being smashed, an inhuman growl that had been muffled by the sound of rain. But the rain was so heavy he could not see a damn thing. " Kibum..." He alerted the younger, an understanding that they needed to run away, but a doubt that not sure to where. "Kibum..."

It was when the sound of uneven footsteps become louder, the inhuman growl soon evidently showcasing it was not any sort of infected. His own solid body tensed under the harsh reality, his eyes however shifting from side to side, unable to see, to perceive to where that noise came from. "Shit --" His arm around the younger tightened, expression hardened despite his eyes were constantly shifting to different directions. It was as if the ground under their feet was trembling, as if an earthquake had fallen upon the earth, but it was when from afar he noticed the shadows of an infected shape, that Jonghyun understood -- and noticed how close it was from them. "Kibum -- Kibum..." The male quickly retreated and promptly circled his fingers around Kibum's wrist, pulling him away from the tree to situate behind it, moving as slow as possible not to make a noise. But it was not that simple; their feet landed upon a branch and the loud sound of it tearing into two parts muffled the silence settled; the second loud growl of the bloater indicating that they had been spotted. With wide eyes, the male exclaimed the other's name and stormed into the woods, pulling the boy with him whilst praying inwardly, that he was following the right direction towards the village.

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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There was a moment in which Jonghyun had not accompany time and space, proving incapable of even considering where he stood, walking down a street that once had been populated by happiness and tranquility but now was embraced by darkness and a withering hope for a better future. For Jonghyun, however, he had been too far to even consider all the bad circumstances, finding himself instead embraced by such a warm gaze; a pair of feline eyes staring back whilst silent words were being shared. Words that even Jonghyun couldn't yet fathom, but his emotions and feelings told him they knew. The younger's chuckle upon his answer had not been one capable of awakening from his trance, for the words that followed made his heart beat rather too frantically against his rib cage. It was the honesty behind those words, a promising future that he would not find himself any longer alone and the reality of having someone who cared, who cherished and adored him for who he was. A single nod was given, being in a loss of words and body not being ready to handle all the stirring emotions; mind as well not close to being ready. "I never break my promises..." That was all the male could say whilst watching the drops of rain cascading onto the younger's face, giving him such a glamorous look that Jonghyun would have stated it if it wasn't for the unexpected interruption.

He had pondered his options, had considered ignoring them and just continue walking as so Kibum had suggested. But he was tired of all those insults, tired of watching Kibum being belittled when he was probably the few who was capable of handling so much. Jonghyun didn't know his past, but given nights spent together he knew the boy had suffered, had probably lived hell in hell itself and despite that, he still showed such a strong personality, fighting for his own survival whilst trying to find ways to power himself. He had missed however, not quite sure because he wanted to or given the heavy rain; but his mind and soul were all focused on killing those men; for depreciating the one human being who was capable of making him feel so alive. But he lost for a moment his own thoughts, finding the younger's fingertips somehow soothing and without even considering the situation, he leaned onto them, lips placing a feather-like kiss on on of the younger's fingertips; a chortle of his own pushing past his lips. " Well, a little white lie isn't bad... Right? As long as you know the truth..." Arching a brow inquisitively, Jonghyun gave a singular nod before allowing the boy to guide both of them; watching the scenario before them with an impassive expression.

The outside world... Yes. It had been only a couple of moments since he had stood before such a catastrophic view, but it was once again one he couldn't handle so well. He detested this. How the trees were stained with different colors of blood, how the once dulcet aroma of Jasmine and wisteria flowers was now replaced by the putrid odor of death, graced by the strong and intense scent of the infected. There were no animals, no human soul wandering tat that very moment. Only him and the younger boy, who was not giving a few steps forward whilst the older stood behind. " If we follow the highway we will probably arrive earlier. But I'm afraid we are more exposed to danger, Kibum. So... " His eyes shifted from side to side whilst his mind mapped one particular path, body moving towards Kibum before he stood beside him. "If we move through the woods we may not even have to deal with unpleasant presences. Given the rain... They probably won't even sense our scent." The male chattered, more to himself whilst considering their options, eventually reaching for the younger's wrist to tug him slightly in order to motion him to follow. "Let's go, because I sense this storm will only worsen."

Kibum's next questions, however, took the male by sheer surprise, eyes shifting rather abruptly to him although he did not stop his pace. For a moment, he could only observe, questioning inwardly if the younger was starting to get overly affected by such insults; those who weren't even real to begin with. But Kibum's final question made the older chuckle -- a soft, nearly inaudible chuckle given where they were. Leaning in to whisper into his ear, the male wrapped one single arm around the younger for the mere purpose of securing himself, emitting nothing but a prolonged hum before addressing the other's question. " They are making fun of you because you are special. And yes, probably because you are living with me and not with them... You are not... Particularly imperceptible, Kibum. And you know that." The male whisper gently, voice not even close of sounding mocking nor close to indicating any sort of provocation. Stating merely facts, the male occasionally shifted his gaze to observe their surroundings, only to eventually land it on the younger. "And probably they do believe that. We live together, is only normal that assumptions will be made. Considering how we behave around one another... Yes, definitely. They do believe that." He eventually retreated, giving both of them space, his own fully returning to what he had ahead. "Do you mind it, however? Do you mind if others think that we are in some sort of beneficial relationship? It's... Something that has been happening in the past few years, however, Kibum. People seek for others in order to be cherished and receive affection. We live together, we do practically everything together. So suppositions are made." He silenced himself, lips pressed into a thin line before a heavy sigh pushed past his lips; head shaking in disbelief. "I don't care what others think. You are all that matters to me, Kibum."

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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tlouxkibum:

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"... I had this dream, just don’t die, okay?"

He was scared of those words, which haunted him in his waking hours and trusted that they would be there when he slept. They weren't directed to him, however -- It was more like directed to the boy whenever they were both exposed to danger. Every time the older was stepping on hazardous ground with Kibum, he was completely terrified of losing him; scared of even watching him getting injured because Jonghyun hadn't been fast enough. Because yes, there was one time in his life he hadn't been fast enough and ended up losing part of himself. If it was something that the other could sense, the silver-haired man knew that Kibum would never say that out loud, but it seemed to Jonghyun the younger was one who seemed truly afraid of something that they were both already so used about. But the older man felt absolutely taken aback, when Kibum was always someone ready for his duties. Was it real, or a fabrication of some guilt-ridden thought tearing apart the older's mind; for asking the younger to join him when he himself should hunt alone? And why should he feel suddenly worried of something so natural; part of their routine that was often accomplished with success, using their abilities gathered by days of training, manipulating even time assigned to them to find some comfort and enthusiasm in something that was even beneficial for them and the safety of the district? The male couldn't help but silence himself, staring at the younger with impassive expression although deep inside he had stirring emotions fighting for dominance. He couldn't respond at first, for part of him was still trying to process what may have caused the younger's preoccupation. A dream? A dream about what? His past, that was somehow blended in with the present? And what -- what happened for the other to be so insecure when Jonghyun had proved him so many times he would be safe. Even in the worst cases, when both of them encountered a bloater. They both managed to save themselves and return safely to the Firefly district.

Whatever words that may have been eventually spoken, the older male merely consented with a single nod, moving onto the wooden pavement underneath his feet, eyes however remaining locked with the younger's, afraid of -- if he ever decided to avert his gaze for a single second -- Kibum would disappear from his sight. His often facility to reciprocate the other's teasing words did not have success this time however, and the older male only observed him emotionlessly, trying to keep himself as cultured and schooled as possible, without showcasing his own sudden preoccupation and fear. With an arm firmly wrapped around the younger's waist, the silver-haired man did not waste a second in observing their surroundings for his eyes were constantly on the boy, whose body was thankfully protected by the thick fabric of the coat. Kibum's next words, albeit, made him react rather abruptly, his own hand grasping firmly the younger's sides, nose close to his temple in order to be able to be heard under the heavy rain. " I do need you, Kibum. You know that better than anyone else." A soft whispered, close enough to the younger's ears but keeping the personal space Jonghyun believed Kibum needed, features however smoothing for the sake of calming the younger's insecure. "I do need someone to drool over my chest, to occupy my whole bed and use my clothes for the mere purpose to look cute with long shirts. Ah -- And I also need a certain someone to protest all the time..." A faint chuckle is emitted, forehead pressed against a soft temple; eyes closing for a brief moment as he, not only tried to calm the other, also attempted to release the tension built within. "And I won't die. I'm invincible, remember? As long as you are here, I'm invincible." The male retreated his face and moved his gaze ahead, focusing on the two walls served as sliding doors, heaving out a sigh and along with it part of his worries.

Head rolling to one side, his puppy eyes spotted the familiar fireflies he often spent his days with before Kibum's appearance -- when Jonghyun himself used to patrol when the fireflies were short in number. They were not individuals Jonghyun was fond of, nor members he would like to relate with. Their principles and morals were not as satisfactory as Jonghyun may have once believed in. "Indeed, but this area really needs to be cleaned. Apparently the few infected nearby came all from that one place. " The older male stated rather impassively, his features however hardening against the harsh insults given to the boy in his arms. He did not comment about it, knowing that Kibum could take care of himself and would not appreciate if Jonghyun tried to defend him. It was obvious, the more the older tried to help, the worst those insults would eventually become. But despite not protesting and reciprocating the harsh abusive remarks, Jonghyun's features still reflected the internal fury born by those two men, his body even stiffening with imminent release of anger. His own hand, settled by the younger's waist, slowly stroked gently the length of his side, providing comfort to what was not even suppose to happen.

Upon hearing the younger's words, the older merely nodded albeit he stood still, eyes glued on the two men, who still seemed to have a massive amount of insults to speak up. A heavy sigh pushed past his lips, feign defeat whilst his free hand lowered to the waistband of his pants, pulling out a revolver he often carried for unexpected cases and in a rather and suddenly action, the male fired against the one that seemed far more excited on insulting Kibum, failing however for a mere inch the male's forehead before watching the bullet skimming over his bare scalp and disappearing through the drops of rain. " Oh, damn it..." The male sighed dramatically, protruding his lower lip rather disappointed for failing such an easy target; watching however the two males staring at him incredulously; no hint of playfulness gazing his voice. " I blame the rain... Or probably my awful accuracy." The silver-haired man shifted his gaze to the younger, expression tender whilst a gentle smile returning; so differently from the one he had once gazing the two males. "I'm sorry, princess -- maybe next time I won't fail." With a delicate kiss pressed on the boy's forehead, he merely guided the younger out of the safety of those walls, meeting such a drastic view compared to the populated district.

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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There was no way to deny it -- since Kibum's appearance in Jonghyun's life, the latter had become far more lively than before. The atmosphere had not been a good one before Kibum's existence, and for what probably seemed to be a very long time. What events the older male faced previously had hardly chiseled away at a great -- or at least decent -- well of his days, but it had been heavy enough to feel like ages had only just passed him by, leaving him rendered however with the expectation of a better day. Every day had been cruel, embraced by a past he would rather not remember; but Jonghyun survived each day, not because he would appreciate it... But merely because his family would be proud of him if he did. With Kibum's existence, however -- Jonghyun's principles had changed drastically. The younger one had showed him that yes, there was indeed the possibility of things getting better; if not completely, then as better as possible. His features, that once were frequently altering from a frown to a line pressed by his lips; were now welcoming smiles -- tender, delicate and even playful expressions that he had lost the capability of providing before. And despite the older didn't say it out loud nor showed through his actions, the younger had become another reason for Jonghyun's survival. Since the beginning, when Kibum became Jonghyun's trainee, the older male felt the responsibility of protecting; the duty to keep him safe and taught him ways for defending himself. Their relationship was odd, indeed; but the younger had a place in Jonghyun's heart and the latter, despite refusing to admit it, was aware that the boy with feline-shaped eyes was now an important part of his life.

"Addicted to your kisses? You wish, Kibum, you wish!" The male exclaimed with a toothy grin, arms folding over his chest whilst he observed the younger with a quizzical gaze. "And of course you were. Tell me one moment you are not thinking about me naked. It would be a surprise if you didn't." The casual provocation shared seemed practically a routine; being altered to sweet moments in between that only served to turn their relationship even more incomprehensible. Jonghyun realized however, after moments of questioning what they had, that the uniqueness of their bond was what probably turned both of them so special. Others questioned whereas others observed them rather reproachfully and curiously, but deep inside no one would ever dare to insult or belittle their relationship and Jonghyun himself... Couldn't help but relish in such unnatural and beautiful bond. "Sure thing, Kibum. Sure thing." He merely responded at the other's denial, unable to hide the evident cocky smirk that yet was so short for the younger's next statement. " I would never allow any other roommate anyway. You know you were the only one and probably will be." He stated rather matter-of-factly, giving a brief shrug of his shoulders, not even bashful of his words. It was honesty, pure and sheer honesty graced by a moment of a smidgen of intimacy that was however, once again, interrupted by the younger's words. "Uh, I quiver in fear, Princess. But I do admit, I would love to see how a stray kitten can turn into a beast. However, you will probably end up purring once a rub your belly." A laugh pushed past his lips, shoulders vibrating with it before focusing on preparing himself for the day. "But why --? I really, oh so really want to share my adventures with you! Aren't we friends? We should share everything!" A jut of his lower lip his given, watching the younger with his big puppy eyes, feigning disappointment. "And wouldn't it be fabulous when you pass by someone and you remember 'oh Jonghyun did that one, I wonder how it feels like to be fucked by him’? " Wiggling his brows rather playfully, the male merely dismissed the conversation with a sigh, wondering if indeed, Kibum thought he was one who played around. If yes, God -- he had never been so wrong.

For a split moment, however, the older couldn't help but observe Kibum snuggling against the coat provided, eyes once again softening, body warming in a rather tender manner. "Warm... Isn't it?" A single nod his given at the gratitude paid, relishing in that very moment of proximity, arms circled around a slim waist whilst feeling his own neck embraced by a Kibum's pair. The kiss deposited on the younger's forehead had prolonged, even his own eyes closed; but inwardly he was praying -- praying that the end  of the day would be over with both of them once again snuggling at that one seemingly small apartment. " Mhm-- Kibum?" The male whispered absently, focusing on the warmth provided and the younger's exquisite scent; waiting for the other to continue the speech though all he had been rewarded with was silence. He immediately opened his eyes and leaned back, meeting Kibum's gaze in order to study it. His features hardened promptly, aware that something was off, that something was indeed, undoubtedly off and he was not capable of finding by himself. "Kibum...?" The silver-haired man repeated, feeling the younger's palms skimming smoothly over his scalp, his body however not releasing the tension like it often did. A hand eventually crawled up, settling on the boy's cheek to cup it gently, a deep frown capping the male's brow, who was trying to understand the sudden hesitance. "Don't hide everything from me, Kibum... Don't keep everything inside when I'm here for you. When I've been always here for you." It had been whispered, so softly that if they hadn't been so close, Kibum would not have heard him. The pad of his thumb stroke the line of the younger's cheekbone; dark orbs gazing a similar pair, a heavy sigh eventually following. "Everything will be alright... Okay? I'm here for you and to protect you. Although... We both know you've become such a great hunter." A soft chuckle his emitted, another kiss pressed on the familiar forehead to smooth the tension built despite the older was not even close to feeling any better. Kibum's expression had been remarkable, his rigid features had proven to Jonghyun that the younger feared something. What? He didn't know.

It didn't help as well when the other was so comprehensive upon hearing Jonghyun's casual rules. The protest was already expected, the occasionally mocking monotone as well... But yet, Jonghyun had been graced by an understanding that he clearly did not anticipated albeit he refrained from giving any commentaries. With an impassive expression, he merely kept himself close to the door, arm resting against its frame whilst gazing the younger. The thunder was undoubtedly something to be wary of, given how difficult it would be to run and move if necessary; but the older male was quickly mapping inwardly solutions and plans for when they were close to the area assigned to them. Feeling the younger's hand drifting over his arm, the older male was engulfed by a sense of insecurity -- not because of he himself, but because of the other. "Kibum..." He mouthed, conscious that the other would not read his lips so before Kibum could open the door, Jonghyun curled his hand around the other's small wrist, halting him in the spot. "No, there is really not another chance. But you can stay here if you want. I'll be back later at night..." The male whispered delicately, showcasing that he was indeed, accepting already an 'yes' if that would be the case; interiorly even hoping that the other would retreat and return to the confinements built by the blankets over his bed. Something was off, that was a certainty Jonghyun would not push aside. Kibum's drastic change of behaviour was preoccupying the older -- was probably even terrifying him since he was not capable of helping unless the other opened up for him. However, upon watching the younger stepping out of the apartment, the male had no other option but follow; his own arm immediately circling around the other to pull him close.

"Close. Don't forget that." The male repeated for the first time -- breaking a rule of his own in which he stated implicitly that he wouldn't repeat himself twice. This time he did, however, for feeling suddenly overwhelmed with fear. The silver-haired man always considered himself to be someone capable of dealing with new challenges, believed even that weaknesses were only established given his own limit for being human... But Jonghyun knew -- he had another weakness. Far worse than any other settled by the limits of his body. Kibum. Kibum was his weakness; and if he was close to lose the younger; the older didn't know what would happen to him. A second loss? No. No. No. Not a second loss. Shaking his head, the male completely ignored the fact that he was absolutely soaked up for the thoughts dwelling in his mind, but his eyes shift to the younger and he mentally thanked himself for having remembered to cover him up with that one coat. Pulling the younger closer -- as if that was humanly possible -- the male guided him through the main street, watching from afar the long and thick walls becoming more and more colossal... Feeling as well the fear created by the boy's hesitance becoming far too palpable.

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.Smoulder ; Jonghyun & Bora

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He stood in silence, incapable of opening his mouth without empty his stomach once again -- or perhaps; without blasting out all his organs given the nausea his body was not accepting so well. With his arm draped around her, he merely allowed to split his weight between her body and his, humming occasionally as she spoke.

A vociferous growl, however, pushed past his lips upon feeling a twinge of pain sinking in; his whole body protesting when he sat down on the toilet. "Infected happened." He eventually stated -- a bitter chuckled, followed by a pained growl joining. "Hunters happened. And militia happened." Watching her under heavy eyelids, he pressed his lips into a thin line; observing her hands working on his damage skin. "That-- bad?"

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Like it used to be? | Jonghyun x Jinki

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Indeed, the meal prepared solely for him had been a gift for someone who had not tasted such exquisite food since probably forever. Inwardly, he was thankful -- truly thankful, despite he would not admit before the younger male. The meal itself was capable of bringing back memories he had thought he had lost, those which Jonghyun had not been capable of recalling for all the countless painful ones that came after. Albeit, whatever he was not capable of voicing up, he showcased through the way he ate the meal, practically devouring it until there was nothing left in the pot. "Jinki, first come -- first served." He didn't smile, but the amusement was evident in his features; yet it didn't prolong long enough to be pointed out by the other. However, he couldn't help but emit a sound -- one that was not a chuckle, but a mixture of one with a growl; watching the other protesting over the chicken that had been stolen and had been tossed onto the ground. From that moment on, the older male allowed the younger a gap to fish out the pieces of chicken; separating even part of his meal to let Jinki know he could take out; remembering once again old times where they both used to eat from the side plate.

His puppy-like eyes shifted to the younger, however, upon hearing the familiar term, brows creasing when the eye contact had not been reciprocated but after that first question he realized why. For a brief moment -- probably excruciating for both of them -- the older merely stood in silence; mind however lost in an agglomeration of memories, both graced by joy, but so many others graced by pain. A sigh, sharp and heavy, pushed past his lips, head shaking rather instinctively before he propped his elbows onto the table, resting his forehead against the back of his overlapped hands. "What do you think happened... Jinki? "The male responded with a rhetorical question, a bitter laugh even rolling off his tongue. "What do you think may have happened after you decided not to appear at that one alley? For how long do you think I've waited? " He breathed out, voice steady -- surprisingly soothing; expression otherwise impassive and schooled with calm. "What do you think happened with my family, while I was waiting for you?  Because yes, I had been foolish enough to wait for you for as long it was possible. I would have waited for you if the infected weren't reaching that one alley."

It was a surprise, to say the least -- how he seemed so calm when deep inside he had a whirlwind of emotions stirring uncontrollably. The silence returned in full force, however... Jonghyun himself trying to gather up the composure he felt was missing; only after minutes of silence he allowed his gaze to fall on the boy. "Thankfully, she didn't leave me like you did, Jinki. Thankfully."

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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There was no way the silver -haired man could suppress the imminent chuckle upon noticing the evident enthusiasm of the other due to his invitation to go 'shopping'. The following smile was nearly capable of forcing his own heart to beat at a rather hasty way for it was something so unusual -- so foreign. Thus, the older male couldn't help but gaze the other in awe, mentally pointing out how wonderful his friend looked whenever those bow-shaped lips curved into something so genuine and radiant. At that very moment, Jonghyun wished that he could have everything Kibum needed so that smile could remain and prevail any sad and painful memories the other had. "I would kiss you right now, princess." The male stated matter-of-factly, a tender smile occasionally reappearing for such a unique moment; unable to hide the evident delight on his features. "But obviously, that's not gonna happen. My kisses would definitely turn you into an addict for me and you would probably end up drooling over me all the time. Besides, your drooling skills are awful. My poor pillow is gonna have such a short lifetime thanks to you drooling while you sleep. Also my poor chest -- because you sometimes have this wonderful aptitude to consider by chest as a pillow. I feel sorry for myself already, God." The short moment of tenderness was long gone and replaced to a usual provocation coming from both sides, although... This particular time Jonghyun's features remaining smooth, voice soothing and a tender smile constantly on his lips. Thus, that's one of the reasons why he closed his eyes when fingertips drove along the expanse of his neck and shoulder, savouring the gentle touch provided and which he welcomed without seconds thoughts. Because yes, Jonghyun sometimes needed affection. A tender touch or a simple brush of fingers just to push away whatever bad thoughts that were constantly returning.

"Canned food is still something. Without you I would die by starvation." It was a fact -- Jonghyun was awful when it came to cooking and without someone to constantly prepare something for him to eat; he would probably end up opening cans and eat its content without properly preparing it. A jut of his lower lip, however appeared in full force when he felt a hand slapping his own upper arm; his own features showcasing raw disappointment. " Princess, you are so mean~." The older male protested, clearly mimicking Kibum's reaction whenever something displeasing happened; or rather when things didn't go the way he wanted. "I'm just pampering you with my love and affection." The male watched the boy snuggling against the warm provided by the mattress, a faint chuckle pushing past his lips due to the adorable sight before him. For a moment, the male merely contemplated the boy, mentally relishing in flashbacks of the time they met; when Jonghyun was forced to be his trainer and their relationship had been far worse than what they had now. At that time, there were no moments of tenderness -- the rebelliousness was constant and so were the discussions. Whilst Jonghyun was the clear resemble of a proud Firefly, Kibum was still dealing with the fact that there were rules he had to follow despite he may not had agreed with them. "Well, we can also have a bubble bath once everything is over. Connections, princess. A lot of connections. But then... We would have to share our amazing 'shower'. And again, I'm still not ready to deal with a koala Kibum. Although your hugs are always welcome."

An eventually soft chuckle pushed past his lips when a kiss was pressed on his cheek, the statement spoken nearly making him crack up but before addressing it, he watched the boy striding towards his own clothes and he too, gathered up his own to slip on. "Oh please, I'm a helpless romantic. You just didn't meet that side of mine yet." The male stated with a toothy grin, pulling over his head the tank top black shirt and adjusting it to his tanned skin. "You should ask a couple of our members... You would be surprised, princess. Do you want me to give you a list of names so you can start your interrogation of 'how romantic Jonghyun can be?' "The previous statement the other gave moments ago was now being used to tease the hell out of him. No, Jonghyun was not one to play around -- not one to constantly give into his own primal instincts. There were times, but too few to even put into consideration.

Upon sliding on his own pants, the male eventually strode towards his makeshift wardrobe and pulled out a coat he had found during one of his hunts; a soft hum pulling out of his lips upon hearing the other's question. "It's simple, princess. There is an area that needs to be cleaned. A couple of runners, clickers and stalkers. No sight of bloaters. So the plan is to go in and take down whatever is ugly and smells like sewer." A soft chortle rolled off his tongue, approaching the young boy to wrap his frame around his own coat -- one that probably belonged to someone far taller than any of them for it was too long for Kibum. "It's really... Really cold outside, Kibum. And it's raining literally the living hell out of heaven. So please, push aside your sassiness and use this. I don't need you sick. It would be -- oh so troublesome." A wink was given, arms skimming around the boy's middle in order to embrace him for a moment. "You look cute, though. In all honesty, you do look cute." A hard kiss was once again deposited on his forehead, an habit of the older male born by countless repetitions and eventually he retreated to gather up his own weapon and Kibum's, offering it to the boy. "No plan... But you know the rules. Never leave my side, princess." For a brief moment, Jonghyun observed the other with an impassive expression -- an internal dialogue happening; one that clearly indicated that Jonghyun would not accept negotiations. With a smidgen sigh, the male eventually stepped back and walked towards the door, a hiss however escaping his lips when thunder was heard and his eyes locked with Kibum, tenderness embracing his gaze." Ready...?"

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.Enchanted ; Jonghyun & Taemin

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There was a split second in which he didn't know what to do -- if he should aim his AK-47 towards a limb and neutralize that one leader of the group ( which would eventually endanger his own life given how he had two others behind him ready to react ), or if he should just accept the fact that saving that boy was practically impossible. The latter option was promptly denied, however. No, he would still save that boy, no matter what ways he would have to use despite he knew he would end up suffering the consequences. He could still hear two magazines being pulled, the sound nearly muffling the silence regained in the room; the other male clearly amused with the whole situation for he seemed to prolong Jonghyun's slight anxiety in the way he didn't open the wardrobe, albeit he still had both hands curled around the handle. And Jonghyun had no other option but surrender and feign defeat, ready to just give up on whatever he was trying to protect. With a brief shrug of his own shoulders, he lowered his gun, securing the weapon with only one hand whilst the other was merely brushing his white locks rather distractingly. "Do whatever you want to do." It was all that had been said, catching both the three fireflies by surprise. There was silence for a moment, Jonghyun being aware of the eyes on him -- studying his features and observing his body expression. The silver-haired man was impassive however, reflecting a calm that he certainly was not feeling. The plan would go smoothly as so the male desired, yet it also could go in all possible wrong ways Jonghyun would rather not want to imagine.

There was no dialogue between the four of them; merely two weapons who also lowered whilst the magazine was put into safe mode; the two behind him merely letting out a sigh -- one that could either be of relief or merely boredom for there was no entrainment coming from that one previous discussion. "Don't play tricks on me, Jonghyun." The silver-haired man heard rather far from where his mind and thoughts were and all he could give was once again a shrug of contempt, even motioning with his head for the male to proceed with whatever he had in his mind. "See for yourself what there is inside of that wardrobe. It doesn't really matter to me." It came so smoothly, voice so monotone as though he was, indeed, completely at ease when deep inside he was practically seeking for solutions; ways to get out of there with the boy and without losing his own place in the firefly group. He quickly concluded however, the moment the other male rotated slightly the handle, that he would have to act quickly -- and by acting quickly meant he would have to neutralize those men to have an advantage and time to run away.

At that very moment -- when the doors opened to showcase the same petite figure he had once seen, Jonghyun's mind completely blacked out and his hunter instincts instantly took action. With a swift spin on his heels, he shoot one of the male's limbs whilst with his other arm he tried to dodge the imminent punch coming from the other boy; eventually wounding him on both his legs. Eyes wide as those of an eagle -- and upon watching both men screaming animalistic the pain trigger by the bullets, Jonghyun turned around to find the leader staring at him incredulous, both hands seeking for his own gun, that seemingly had been lost or was probably firmly secured by one of the ropes they often used. "Don't. Move." The silver-haired man declared, aiming his own gun to the male who still was completely taken aback by his reaction -- probably because never once he had seen a firefly rebelling against his own kind. With slow steps, Jonghyun stride towards the wardrobe, gun constantly pointing at that one male but the silver-haired man's eyes shifted to the boy still inside the wardrobe; features instantly warming and smoothing upon meeting his eyes. In silence, Jonghyun extended hand for the boy to take; all the sensor input being received and readying himself in case he would have to fight. Taking the boy's hand, he pulled him into his chest, eyes once again returning to the male whose hands were still seeking for his own gun.

But Jonghyun wasted no time with external dialogues. He could hear the other two men trying to stand up, holding their own weapons in a rather ungainly way and before they could reciprocate what Jonghyun did, the male held the boy close, practically sweeping his feet off the ground before storming off and far enough of that one building. However, his first priority was to find a way that fireflies would not use -- one that would not catch attention and one that was not declared as a potential zone used by human hunters. With eyes constantly shifting from the boy to his surroundings, the male effectively carried the boy through the narrow alleys, being frequently veiled by long lost cars and trees that had not been grown fond of the bizarre weather settled since the infection. "Are you alright? Can you walk?" The male eventually whispered after a moment of silence and escaping as far as possible of potential danger, eyes finally landing on the boy's, watching for the first time the clear sight of his facial features. And God, he had been right. His first question was exactly similar to the one he had when he first saw that petite body curled up in the room -- How? How such human being could possibly be such bloodcurdling being? No, it was impossible. They were wrong. The fireflies were wrong.  They could only be wrong.

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.Enchanted ; Jonghyun & Taemin

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The surprise creeping onto his features was not one Jonghyun could control upon hearing the first words, body stiffened under the wrath directed to him; eyes widening like two full moons. He should have expected it however, knowing that his hate towards human hunters was just similar to those human hunters had towards fireflies. But a chance to live was something that was foreign for both parties so being graced by a rejection was not a response Jonghyun was prepared to accept. At that very moment, he could only stare whilst the boy stood up to his feet, watching in rather disbelief as the other protested and insulted him, noticing nonetheless the bit of blood coating the corner of his lips. Even under the dim light, that intense color was not one Jonghyun would ignore but he managed to keep his expression impassive instead of showcasing his disgust. No, he couldn't understand. And he couldn't understand how such a boy was one of those who were capable of using humans as a source of energy. No. In fact... Jonghyun refused to believe he was part of those human hunters. Refused to believe that such a beautiful human being could be death itself inside. "I'm not commanding you. I'm giving you a chance to save your fucking life. Don't make me having seconds thoughts." He stated with a deep and collected voice, nonetheless low as possible given how close footsteps were. "Now... Please..." The following frown only showcased the male's impatience, feeling that not only he was endangering the boy's life but also his own for not following the rules. But when the boy turned around and slipped into the drawer, a soft sigh of relief pushed past his plump lips.

"Jonghyun!"

The male nearly growled at the mention of his name, body turning around to face the three male's walking into the small division. As natural as always, the male merely stared rather expressionless, arms hanging loosely as he watched them inquisitively. "What? There is no one here. I've rummaged the whole apartment, no signs of civilians let alone human hunters." He stated matter-of-factly, never once averting his gaze from the leader of that own group. " All I've found was pointless items and worn out clothes." The silence that followed was not one Jonghyun was pleased with and that was reflected in the way his body warmed up, readying him to attack if necessary. The leader, however, walked towards him, eyes locked together; not once averting from any of the parties. "Interesting." It was the first words the silver-haired man listened to, an eyebrow arching, gaze aflame. "So interesting." At that moment, the other male averted his gaze and Jonghyun could see it was directed to the place the other boy had been previously. His own hand immediately curled around the leader's wrist when he was close to pass by him, halting him in his track. "I said there is nothing here... Where is the confidence between members?" Jonghyun whispered between gritted teeth, hand grasping harshly the other's wrist, but all he was offered with was a laugh that neatly proved he had been completely caught. "I'm just intrigued, Jonghyun. And very fascinated by that bow however then, set on the floor near a couple of clothes and... Oh, my... "The other male sighed dramatically, making Jonghyun freeze from head to toe, only then realizing he had been so absorbed with the boy eh had not noticed what else he had with him. "Is that -- a corpse?!" The leader turned to the other two who were gazing Jonghyun with a smirk, but the silver-haired man merely watched each one with an impassive expression, collected although deep inside he was close to panic.

"Jonghyun? I suppose this dim light doesn't help at all... So perhaps we will revise the apartment all however again." There was mocking on the male's tone, one Jonghyun was aware would difficult his life from that moment onwards; but what truly alerted him was when the leader casually strode towards the drawer where the boy hidden precariously in; Jonghyun's own body turned around to face the male's." I said, there is nothing here, sir." The silver-haired male repeated aggressively, hands curling up into fists; feeling the other two males striding towards him. "Oh, and I do believe you! But I'm such a curious kitten. I so want to know... What else we have here." The older male squat down and brushed his fingers across the now noticeable severe wound on the corpse cheek, fingers rubbing together to feel the blood on his skin. "Hm-- fresh." A macabre laugh pushed past the male's lips, head turning to the side whilst his eyes gazed that one particular drawer. "Let's hope we have clothes inside that one drawer, at least to clean my hands... The blood is just so... Fresh." The male prolonged the last word whilst glancing at Jonghyun; making the latter male frown visible. "Sir..." But before he could speak, the other male was lifting up and curling his hand around the pulls of the drawer.

From that moment, everything happened to fast -- Jonghyun's gun was abruptly grabbed by his own hands and aimed towards the leader, two other weapons could be heard from behind, all evidently aimed towards the silver-haired male. "Sir... I will repeat one last time. There is nothing here."

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.Before I Fall ; Jonghyun & Kibum

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There were so many secrets hidden within each of them -- so many things untold that would have been noticeable if there weren't moments of weakness. Jonghyun was completely aware that Kibum's life had not been as serene as it seemed to be ( at least given the circumstances they were leaving in ) and despite the boy didn't show it frequently -- had probably even trained himself to hide it -- Jonghyun could still see it during nights spent together. His features were impassive, difficulting the older's job in understanding what the boy was dreaming about -- but the way his body reacted was far too clear to make Jonghyun believe it was just a mere dream. It wasn't -- it, undoubtedly, wasn't. Kibum was constantly engrossed in nightmares -- one after the other and despite Jonghyun liked to tease him about his sleeping habits; the male knew... There was so much more behind what Kibum displayed for him. The male, however... Wouldn't question him. Would not even pronounce a single word about the questions he had in his mind. If Kibum decided to open up for him -- Jonghyun would be there.

His features soften rather promptly upon watching the first response to his actions -- an expression that clearly indicated disapproval, followed by a few incoherent words that Jonghyun was not capable of hiding his amusement. A laugh in return was given, giving place to a small pinch on the boy's nose before his fingers wiggled in a rather gentle way. Again -- everything morning it was probably the same, yet the older male could not help but enjoy every second of it. Kibum's reactions were priceless; were probably the best thing Jonghyun could see in the past few years and that was reflected in the way he smiled and laughed -- such a foreign reaction of his.

When feline eyes fly open at the mention of one particular pet name given, the older male offered the most radiant toothy smile; rather innocent at first although Jonghyun knew Kibum was not easily fooled by him. The first avalanche of words would have made the male laugh, but he managed to feign disappointed; a frown even capping his brows as he protruded his lower lip; showcasing his dissatisfaction. "Ouch, my heart... Kibum." He whispered overly dramatic, noticing however how the other's mood was already below to zero. But that alone was the only reason Jonghyun needed to tease the other more. "A makeover? I need a makeover?" A thick eyebrow arched at the other's words before the tip of Kibum's nose was trapped between his teeth, a subtle punishment given for being so bold. "Seriously, look at me and tell me with all honesty if I need a makeover, princess." The smirk eventually creeping onto his lips was clearly an indicator of a possible sly innuendo. " I'm practically everyone's prince. Even you would like to have this." He motioned with his head to his body in order to point out to what he was referring to, an amusing eyebrow slightly curved compared to the other. " I know... I know... You are going to deny it. Believe me, I know how it's like to live in denial. Facts are facts, however. " Wiggling his brows playfully, the male could not help but growl when the other flicked the back of his head and before addressing his question, he jut his lower lip in order to showcase his disapproval. "Well -- We also have some 'boring ammo dealing shit' to do. But no... I was actually talking about those boots you wanted. I may -- or may not have found someone who is willing to trade it for ammo. And that's why we also have to make that 'dealing shit'." A soft chuckle pushed past his lips, expression otherwise softening at the boy's next words; eyes automatically closing when slim fingers brushed slightly against his forehead in order to pull aside his rebel locks. "I'm sorry..." He whispered back with the same tenderness, puppy eyes opening to observe feline ones. " I know it's cold... This winter is probably the worst of them all but... We really need to go. Orders are orders. We don't want to spend the whole week in the basement and trapped in the prison because we refused to work, right?" His question was rather rhetorically for they both knew the answer, but when the other offered one excuse Jonghyun would love to accept, he merely chuckled, shaking his head. "You know I would love to eat one of yours meals. But maybe later... Alright?"

Tilting his head to the side, he merely gazed the boy for a brief moment, relishing in the silence that seemingly didn't seem to exist between them. They were constantly provoking each other, constantly arguing over the silliest things... But those unique moments in which both of them succumbed to honesty, Jonghyun couldn't help but drink them in and savour whilst they lasted. Thus, that's when he realized -- always realized -- how precious the other had become to him. In a rather calm way, the male eventually craned his neck and deposited a hard kiss on the boy's forehead, letting him know there was no way to postpone the inevitable and silently crawled out of bed, stretching his limbs whilst yawning. "Come on, princess. The sun just settled above us." The older male turned around to face the younger, his soft expression now being graced by a grin that only denoted danger. "Well -- the sun did settle above us... But amazingly -- or perhaps sadly? -- there is this wonderful cloud hovering above... And a majestic storm is gracing our lands. "Striding rather lazily towards the bed, the older male propped his arms onto the mattress and leaned his torso towards Kibum, his lower lip being tugged by his teeth. "Let's get wet together, princess."

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Like it used to be? | Jonghyun x Jinki

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There was no way to possibly deny the evident relief in the other's features upon hearing Jonghyun's words. It had been a mere statement of a fact, but one however that indeed answered so many questions to the other boy -- and probably to Jonghyun himself. Forgiveness was something the silver-haired man was not on good terms with, nor something he was willing to offer unless utter motives were given. Was Jinki capable of giving Jonghyun enough reasons, however? It was still vivid in his mind the reason of his disappearance and Jonghyun probably would have accepted if he wasn't so stubborn. Fact was, however -- the older male had been waiting for the other far too long; was determined to wait for as long as possible in order to have Jinki by is side and run away with him and with the rest of their family and friends. Jinki didn't appear -- and Jonghyun was too late to save his family.

"I'll be the judge of that... Jinki." He eventually whispered -- rather automatically, without pondering his words nor even considering Jinki's. He was too engrossed in thoughts, too lost in a past he had not grown used to. And too lost in doubts and hesitant decisions he knew he was not ready to make. Jinki -- the boy deserved to be forgiven. The older male had concluded that from the very beginning, but a loss was still a loss... And Jonghyun himself needed the certainty Jinki would not disappear again in the nearest future.

His expression remained impassive however when a stainless steel pot was placed before him, the smell however triggering once again a past he would rather keep hidden deep inside of the confinements of his mind. "It doesn't really matter to me... I can't remember the last time I had such a majestic meal." He merely responded, eyes shifting to Jinki, noticing how the boy was gazing him inquisitively. "Since when I didn't like your food however, Jinki?" Rather than keeping with pointless chit-chat, the male merely shifted his gaze back to the content in the pot and took hold of the fork in order to bring a piece of chicken to his mouth -- and once again memories of the past were fast to crawl to the surface. Despite the years that had passed since then, the older male could still recognize the flavour; could still recall the soft texture that only Jinki was able to pull off.

But Jonghyun didn't show any expression through his features. A mere nod was given, eyes once again landing on the boy's. "Perfect. Exactly as I recalled."

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.Enchanted ; Jonghyun & Taemin

Blood. He could smell it everywhere - the putrid, metallic smell of the reddish substance that seemed to paint the ground with a peculiar pattern. It matched the screams and pleas of those who were nothing more than useless aberrations, trying in a foolish way to find a way out of the hell that belonged to them. The silver-haired man could only hiss, mentally cursing himself for not having the glorious time to give those humans more pain than what they were already being drowned into. He knew some of them; the blond had memorized those he had drilled with a bullet of his own, but no time would be wasted to end the suffer he had so gladly given. At that one moment, he was merely focused on sounds of footsteps he knew beforehand would never be a part of his alliance. Enemies - It surprised somehow Jonghyun, nonetheless, for he never thought such a filthy group of bandits was capable of blending in in such a district. The same group that took the lives of those dear to him -- of those who were part of the fireflies and had been taken to be served as a meal. Filthy. Such filthy bastards.

The silver-haired man could only growl in disdain, his arms and hands holding his gun as if every meaning of his existence depended on it. Rage graced his features as the adrenaline took control over his actions, his legs moving in a swift pace towards his new targets. He was irritated… Fuming even. The silver-haired man could not understand -- could not even accepted how such aberrations existed in the world. How there were humans who behave like the infected -- how they could use the human body as a main source of energy. But Jonghyun found nonetheless amusement in such a morbid situation. It was supposed to keep them imprisoned -- those had been the orders given by the leader -- but the male was far from following any orders or rules. Jonghyun could barely see them, the buildings were great camouflages for those who were cowards enough to hide instead of fighting back but Jonghyun found out that those were actually his favorite preys. It was a sick admiration; the blond always found surprising how they sought desperately for a way out when a dead end was what was waiting for them. In other circumstances he would even play a little game with them, but at this point the rage dwelling prevented the male from delaying the inevitable. The desire to give those bandits the punishment for the consequences of their evil deeds was everything he had in his mind.

The streets were empty -- deprived of any soul wandering over the pavement now bloodied by those who had the misfortune of meeting Jonghyun. The male knew there were more, however -- and from that point on; doors were practically kicked open, gun aimed but not shot upon not being familiarized with faces. Those Jonghyun had memorized, though, were graced by a bullet between their brows. It was an endless loop despite his comrades were constantly warning of his own actions. Jonghyun couldn't care! They didn't deserve to live! They didn't deserve to breathe the same air he was breathing.

But that alone hadn't been enough when he opened a particular door -- one that would lead for a room only graced by a dim light; one where a small figure was curled up close to the very corner of the division. The silver-haired man could hardly see, yet it was impossible not to notice the beautiful features graced by fear -- or so it seemed. In any other circumstances, Jonghyun would have believed that boy was not a threat to the human kind -- that this particular human being with angelic features and eyes that the male would lose himself into was not a cause of such sickly deeds. Albeit... Jonghyun had known stories of a boy with the same facial structure; stories that were nothing but the crude reality. Yet -- his gun had not been able to aim directly to him; his body had not acted repulsively like it often did whenever he was close to a human hunter. This time... Jonghyun's body warmed up; his heart battered painfully against his ribcage for being honored by such a beautiful sight. The boy before him was -- in one word he could find to describe him -- phenomenal.

With a harsh gulp, the male very reluctantly lowered his gun and eventually attached it to his back, eyes never once leaving those who gazed him perhaps -- attentively? He didn't know, but he did know that silence settled between them for long minutes. Long minutes enough to make Jonghyun realize that his own comrades were close given the sound of their footsteps. His features immediately hardened against the raw realization, body tensing rather fiercely before his lips parted to whisper one single word. "Hide..."