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kokoronashiidk what this is i'm too lazy to title it
fandom exo
pairing kailu (luhan/kai)
style drabble
length 437
shitty drabble sobs
“You made it.”
Luhan's dressing room was large and just a few minutes ago it was bustling with relatives and friends, fussing over his hair and suit and the flower pinned to his chest. It matched the ones in his bride's hair they said, and he smiled. He smiled and asked if he could be left alone, for just one moment.
They laughed and teased him – called him an anxious groom but they respected his wishes.
Luhan wasn't anxious, not really. Not for his bride at least.
Luhan was anxious for someone else.
For Kim Jongin.
“It was hard to sneak in,” Jongin said with an uneasy smile.
“Explains your clothes,” Luhan gestured to Jongin's black sweater and blue jeans. “That isn't wedding appropriate.”
“I wasn't invited to the wedding,” Jongin said. He was right in that. Luhan had called him through a text, filled with instructions on how to sneak into the wedding, but none on him attending it. Jongin, like the rest of Exo had no seat with his name on it. “You look good.”
“You too,” Luhan smiled. “But dark blue hair? Really?”
Jongin laughed. “You know how they are with their hair dye. I'm just glad it's not bright turquoise.”
“Yeah, I don't miss that part of being an idol,” Luhan walked up to Jongin and held his hand, he intertwined their fingers. “I miss you, though.”
Luhan kissed him gently. It had been so, very long since he tasted Jongin's kiss like this, the last time being more than a year ago when they met secretly, using fake names and wearing ridiculous get ups to conceal their faces. They had kept in contact through instant messaging and webcam, they had cyber-sex, all of that.
But nothing could replace the taste of Jongin's lips for Luhan.
“I missed this,” he whispered.
“Me too,” Jongin hesitated to say that. He hesitated further to continue. “But at your wedding?”
“One last time Jonginnie,” Luhan kissed him once more, pushing him bit by bit to the wall. “Please.”
Jongin didn't say yes.
Jongin didn't say no.
Jongin parted his lips for Luhan and let Luhan hold him closer.
Jongin let Luhan unzip his trousers, responding with nothing but kisses on Luhan's lips, again and again and again, each time more desperate than before.
Jongin let Luhan touched him and let Luhan draw moans out of him only to silence him again with kisses and reminders of where they were.
“I will miss you,” Luhan said softly when he was done.
“Me too,” Jongin whispered back.
fandom exo
pairing kailu (luhan/kai)
style drabble
length 437
shitty drabble sobs
“You made it.”
Luhan's dressing room was large and just a few minutes ago it was bustling with relatives and friends, fussing over his hair and suit and the flower pinned to his chest. It matched the ones in his bride's hair they said, and he smiled. He smiled and asked if he could be left alone, for just one moment.
They laughed and teased him – called him an anxious groom but they respected his wishes.
Luhan wasn't anxious, not really. Not for his bride at least.
Luhan was anxious for someone else.
For Kim Jongin.
“It was hard to sneak in,” Jongin said with an uneasy smile.
“Explains your clothes,” Luhan gestured to Jongin's black sweater and blue jeans. “That isn't wedding appropriate.”
“I wasn't invited to the wedding,” Jongin said. He was right in that. Luhan had called him through a text, filled with instructions on how to sneak into the wedding, but none on him attending it. Jongin, like the rest of Exo had no seat with his name on it. “You look good.”
“You too,” Luhan smiled. “But dark blue hair? Really?”
Jongin laughed. “You know how they are with their hair dye. I'm just glad it's not bright turquoise.”
“Yeah, I don't miss that part of being an idol,” Luhan walked up to Jongin and held his hand, he intertwined their fingers. “I miss you, though.”
Luhan kissed him gently. It had been so, very long since he tasted Jongin's kiss like this, the last time being more than a year ago when they met secretly, using fake names and wearing ridiculous get ups to conceal their faces. They had kept in contact through instant messaging and webcam, they had cyber-sex, all of that.
But nothing could replace the taste of Jongin's lips for Luhan.
“I missed this,” he whispered.
“Me too,” Jongin hesitated to say that. He hesitated further to continue. “But at your wedding?”
“One last time Jonginnie,” Luhan kissed him once more, pushing him bit by bit to the wall. “Please.”
Jongin didn't say yes.
Jongin didn't say no.
Jongin parted his lips for Luhan and let Luhan hold him closer.
Jongin let Luhan unzip his trousers, responding with nothing but kisses on Luhan's lips, again and again and again, each time more desperate than before.
Jongin let Luhan touched him and let Luhan draw moans out of him only to silence him again with kisses and reminders of where they were.
“I will miss you,” Luhan said softly when he was done.
“Me too,” Jongin whispered back.
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Date: 2014-12-11 01:10 am (UTC)