Title: Wake Me Up
Genre: Friendship/Slight! Crack
Disclaimer: Even in my dreams, they own me.
Summary: The mystery of the perfect gentleman and his bad boy friend.
A/N: For the prompt "Morning Call".
Siwon, the perfect gentleman. Kibum, the bad boy with the misleading innocent smile.
Sometimes he wondered what exactly made them clicked so well.
Just like now. Ever since Siwon had started filming for Poseidon, he had found more opportunities to call him more often. Always on the pretense that he wanted acting advice.
As if he needed any after his role in Athena. Especially from a man who was portraying a character out of the Jiseon dynasty. What do people in that century know about guns and marine officers anyway?
Just then, his phone starting ringing. It was as if his mind had summoned Siwon just as he was thinking about him. That, or God had decided to blessed his favoured son with special gifts.
Kibum rolled his eyes at that thought as he picked the call. He really wouldn't put it pass God to do that. Sometimes, life was just unfair like that.
"Good morning Bummie~" A cheery voice rang out.
He winced at the happy drippy tone. "Hyung. It's too early to be so perky. I'm still nursing my second cup of coffee."
"Bummie~ Too much coffee is bad for you. You shouldn't have to rely on coffee to wake up. You should exercise more. Keeps the mind alert no matter the time. What happened to the boxer that I first met?"
"Hyung. It's 6am. No one should be awake and perky and disgustingly happy being dragged out of bed at 6am. Did I mention that it is 6AM?" Kibum replied deadpanned.
"Bummie. What you need is someone to brighten up your morning and talk to you. Not at you. Maybe I should call manager-hyung and get him to lighten up and be more chatty."
Evidently, drastic actions must be taken.
"Hyung. Who went and put sugar and sunshine in your morning coffee? Or have you been hanging out with Donghae again? I swear. No one is allowed to be this annoyingly wide awake and string more than one coherent sentence. That is not normal behaviour." Kibum replied irritably, while patting himself on the back figuratively speaking.
"Kibummie! Why are you so cranky so early in the morning? Aren't you ancient scholars suppose to be serene and all knowing?"
Kibum gave a small sigh. "Just because I'm suppose to be some genius from centuries ago, does not mean that said genius do not have one of those days."
Siwon immediately made a sound of concern. "Bummie. Are you feeling alright? You're not sick are you? Tell me who gave you such a hard time and I'll go deal with the moment I am free." He asked anxiously.
Kibum mentally smacked himself on the head.
"HYUNG. It's a figure of speech. Did you miss the fact that it is 6-freaking-am?" He finally yelled exasperatedly into the phone.
A chuckle before a reply.
"See Bummie. You're wide awake now. And I bet you still hadn't finished that second cup of coffee of yours." The voice said gleefully.
Kibum just stared wide-eyed at his cup of coffee, phone held slack in his palm, before letting out a small grin.
"Ugh hyung. You're insufferable so early in the morning. Go be that obnoxious marine officer you're suppose to portray and stop bugging me about my coffee." He said with a snort even as he hid his widening grin behind his coffee cup.
"I love you too Kibummie. Come visit me or the members soon okay? We miss you."
Kibum could swear that if Siwon was with him then and there, he would have given him a bone-crushing hug along with that weird eyebrow show he had never outgrown from.
"Hyung. Get back to your filming set before manager-hyung yells at me for 'distracting' you from work. If that happens, I'm coming at you with a pair of tweezers. And I'm not afraid to use it."
He could hear the pout on the other end of the line before Siwon said his goodbyes and hung up.
He smiled as he continued to sip his coffee.
It was on days like these that he remembered the answer to the mystery of the perfect gentleman and his bad boy friend with the misleading innocent smile.
Title: To Burn or To Drown
Genre: Supernatural/ Slight! Romance
Disclaimer: Even in my dreams, they own me.
Summary: Two ends of a line. Compromise is not possible, and yet they still try.
A/N: For the prompt "Luminescence", "Vandalism" and "Heirloom".
Jongwoon would never admit it. But if someone ever caught him in a particularly sappy moment and asked him what he thought of Sungmin, he would described him as transcendental. And not because he was an angel. Even if he had hidden his wings and lived among the throes of the pesky humans, there was just something about him that just drew people towards him. Gravitating towards him unintentionally.
Sometimes, he thought if he squinted his eyes hard enough, he would be able to make out that luminescent glow that marked the essence of his kind, the very same glow that Sungmin had tried so hard to dim and extinguished. He wished he wouldn't do that. It felt beautiful, made him feel special when he was bathed in that luminescence. Cocooned him and lighten up a part of him that he never knew was possible or existed. Switching on tiny flames of warmth in the deep dark corners within him.
Sungmin would never admit it. But if anyone was forceful enough, he would shot a death glare unfitting for an angel, before reluctantly opening up about the devil he had to deal with on a daily basis. Jongwoon was everything he was not. Everything that went against his very nature, but had somehow still managed to suck him in like a naive trusting moth to a deceptively safe flame. The metaphorical flame reflected in his dark intensity that seemed to suck the life out of him, yet was also his source of energy and strength.
Sometimes, he fancied Jongwoon was part of the Vandals from the ancient Roman empire. Desecrating all things beautiful and vulnerable, marking each and every one of them with his own unique black design. Almost as if he wanted them to remember who was the one who dared disturb the everlasting beauty of quiet perfection. It brought out a rebellious side, one that he secretly relished, yet openly delicately frowned upon on. All the while watching him vandalised the white soul that lived within him and subtly nudging the devil to leave his imprint in different places, taking little pieces of him along the way.
White and black. Dark versus light. They both wore the marks of their family heirlooms; auras clacking when they brushed against each other. Yet, somehow unable to pull themselves away despite every instinct, every cells in their bodies and souls telling them to flee or fight to the death.
They were already drowning in each other.
A/N: I tried. I really tried. Somehow, it just came out as awkward ;A; But I hope you like it still ohmygeng? Happy Birthday to you! Sorry I missed it by a little and if this seemed rushed. Work ended late OTL Saved you a spot ^^
Also, thank you to amalious for her prompt for Siwon/Kibum and kendayawind for her prompt for Yesung/Sungmin <33
Cross posted at my_prection and yehmin.