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Sweat (Drabble Challenge 145: In a Car)
Title: Sweat
Author:
blackcherriess (formerly
noir_sakura20)
Word count: 150
Concrit?: yes, thankyou ♥
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG
Troubled? Frightened? Worried. He looked over at the younger boy sitting next to him, sleeping. Should he or should he not? Jaejoong shifted in his seat for the fifth time, as though there were pins and needles upon where he sat. Could the madness consuming him as he watched Yunho collapsing onto the floor be likened to the extreme care the other showered him when he hurt himself?
Nonchalantly? Delicately? Slowly. He began to slide his hand closely to the other’s. Yet, when the vehicle jerked, he pulled back instantly, only to be stopped and his was grasped in a firm hold. Yunho was faking sleep? He did not dare to glance over, sitting there quietly, but hand in hand with the leader.
When the car stopped and their palms separated, Jaejoong glimpsed the quick swipe of Yunho’s against his pants. A second after he had done a similar move.
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Word count: 150
Concrit?: yes, thankyou ♥
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG
Troubled? Frightened? Worried. He looked over at the younger boy sitting next to him, sleeping. Should he or should he not? Jaejoong shifted in his seat for the fifth time, as though there were pins and needles upon where he sat. Could the madness consuming him as he watched Yunho collapsing onto the floor be likened to the extreme care the other showered him when he hurt himself?
Nonchalantly? Delicately? Slowly. He began to slide his hand closely to the other’s. Yet, when the vehicle jerked, he pulled back instantly, only to be stopped and his was grasped in a firm hold. Yunho was faking sleep? He did not dare to glance over, sitting there quietly, but hand in hand with the leader.
When the car stopped and their palms separated, Jaejoong glimpsed the quick swipe of Yunho’s against his pants. A second after he had done a similar move.