dbsk_flashfic | crystal enchantment (response to flashfic challenge 8: (becoming) real) (Reply)

Title: crystal enchantment
Author: zhyune

zhyune
Word count: 577 words
Genre: AU, Yaoi
Concrit?: definitely
Pairing: JaeMin♥
Rating: PG-16
Summary: He's magic and a myth; more alive than any soul, more heaven than a heart could hold. Real isn't how you're made, it's something insde you.

Prompt Source: Velveteen Rabbit

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

December 2000

Flakes of fine white snow swirled within the glass globe. Within danced a crystal figurine of an ice-skater— fair-haired and graceful— twirling amidst the snow-filled wonderland.

With his short stubby fingers, he stroked the glossy surface of glass orb. He’d fallen deeply in love; fallen into a deep abyss with no way out.

December 2010

3 days ago, the magic that brought Kim Jaejoong into his life shocked and fascinated him. He woke up one morning to find the ice-skater in the glass case gone. And there on his bed, sat a breathing and very much confused boy. Changmin had touched the other’s skin, amazed to find it soft and not at all like solid crystal.

Changmin shook the empty glass case once more, watching the glow of excitement dance in the other’s eyes.

“You really are real?”

“I don’t know. Am I?”

Saturday night, Changmin took him dancing. You need to experience life, he said, like a real human.

Jaejoong had never seen anything like this. The crowded club vibrated with life, noisy music and busy feet. Wriggling arms, grinding moves and gyrating hips pulsed to the beat of the music blasting from the speakers.

What astonished him most was the sight of people making love standing up in public.

Somehow he knew that it was mating, sexual thing.

“You’re more real than I thought. Come on, dance with me.”

“I’m not too sure…I mean I was made to be an ice-skater living in a glass globe! I can’t dance…”

“You’re here to experience.” He yanked him into his arms, gripped his hips in an intimate and possessive way that had Jaejoong’s breath locking in his throat.

Changmin’s face was close, the heat from his body as well as from all other bodies pressed so close to his, was like a furnace. When Changmin’s mouth swooped down to his, he didn’t care. Jaejoong swayed against him, parting his lips to inhale the strong male essence of his owner.

“Why do I feel so warm inside? It’s…so different from the icy water where I’ve lived.”

“This is love,” Changmin whispered, skimming his lips along his ears. He caught his chin, brought his face to his, kissed him till his blood bubbled.

“Love can be hot.” He tilted the Jaejoong’s head and bit his lips till the latter’s knees went weak with pleasure.

“Or sweet.” He laved the lush pink lips tenderly with his slick tongue, before pressing his lips ever so gently upon them, tracing both his hands in lazy circles on Jaejoong’s back. The latter arched in response, a shiver of excitement tingled between his legs.

“It can be fun.” Changmin spun him out, and then whipped him back into his arms, sending Jaejoong into fits of tinkling laughter when he slammed back into the firm muscular chest.

His heart took full control; hands running down and back up the front of Changmin’s torso, wherever he touched there was something new and thrilling. Right there in the middle of the throbbing dance floor, he tugged away their shirts. The lovely slippery slide of flesh against flesh startled him; the intimacy of heart to heart contact amazed him.

Jaejoong’s hands found the core of heat, and he fondled the wet pulsating length that throbbed with blood. Warmth spread from the centre of his belly to his own throbbing member.

“You’re so natural at this,” Changmin whispered.

Real isn’t how you’re made, it’s something inside you.