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writetomyheart2014-09-23 01:56 am
jojibear.livejournal.com) wrote in writetomyheart2014-09-23 01:56 am
[Team 1] I'd Do Anything, For You Dear, Anything
This is failbot!mod kicking off a new round! AND WHAT BETTER WAY THAN TO START OFF WITH HER ROYAL SHIP, CHENYIN (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧
But: INCOHERENTLY YELPS EVERYWHERE BECAUSE THEY WERE PRACTICALLY SHIPPING THEMSELVES AT LIYIN'S SHOWCASE IN BEIJING TONIGHT AND THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL AND NOTHING HURTS explodes into a shower of sparkles ☆*･゜ﾟ･*\(^O^)/*･゜ﾟ･*☆ So here, I wrote a thing, a ChenYin thing.
As soon as the stage lights dim, Liyin tumbles backstage after taking her last bow, waltzing into the waiting area on a high. Around her, the staff congratulate her on a job very well done, and she grins and thanks them with deep bows as she passes them by.
When she finally makes it to her dressing room, Jongdae is hovering about outside, hopping from foot to foot as he hums Not Alone under his breath. He's looking this way and that, up and down the corridor, but he doesn't seem to have noticed her yet, and suddenly she's overcome with the urge to surprise him.
And so she does, ducking behind a nearby clothes rack to pull off her heels before hitching the skirt of her dress up and skittering down the corridor just as Jongdae turns to look in the other direction.
He yelps in surprise when she collides against his back, swallowing the curse that instinctively rolls off his tongue when he's caught unawares like this. She still feels it, though, in the way his chest heaves under the arms she's wrapped around him, and she can't help the giggles that spill past her lips, turning her face into his jacket to muffle the sound.
Soon, he relaxes into her embrace, large hands covering her dainty ones.
"Congratulations on another great showcase, noona," he says when she's not shuddering with quiet mirth against his back.
She pulls back and steps around him so she can look at him eye to eye. Her hands reach up to curl fingers around the curve of Jongdae's cheek, and before the boy can register what's happening, she pulls him down, their lips meeting in a chaste kiss.
"Thank you," she whispers, breath ghosting over his lips. "Thank you for helping make this a success."
"Anything for you," Jongdae replies, his hand coming up to cup her face.
They stand like that in the middle of the hallway, foreheads pressed together as they try to soak in as much of the other's presence as they can. There only have a few more hours before they have to separate again - Jongdae will be going back to Korea for some much needed Rest and Recuperation and Liyin will be preparing for her upcoming promotion schedule - so every second counts.
Their little bubble is popped by a sudden squawk, and they look round to see Zitao backtracking as fast as he can, long limbs flailing.
"I really didn't need to see that," he yells, disappearing back into his and Jongdae's dressing room as his bandmate and Liyin laugh at his misfortune.
When she finally makes it to her dressing room, Jongdae is hovering about outside, hopping from foot to foot as he hums Not Alone under his breath. He's looking this way and that, up and down the corridor, but he doesn't seem to have noticed her yet, and suddenly she's overcome with the urge to surprise him.
And so she does, ducking behind a nearby clothes rack to pull off her heels before hitching the skirt of her dress up and skittering down the corridor just as Jongdae turns to look in the other direction.
He yelps in surprise when she collides against his back, swallowing the curse that instinctively rolls off his tongue when he's caught unawares like this. She still feels it, though, in the way his chest heaves under the arms she's wrapped around him, and she can't help the giggles that spill past her lips, turning her face into his jacket to muffle the sound.
Soon, he relaxes into her embrace, large hands covering her dainty ones.
"Congratulations on another great showcase, noona," he says when she's not shuddering with quiet mirth against his back.
She pulls back and steps around him so she can look at him eye to eye. Her hands reach up to curl fingers around the curve of Jongdae's cheek, and before the boy can register what's happening, she pulls him down, their lips meeting in a chaste kiss.
"Thank you," she whispers, breath ghosting over his lips. "Thank you for helping make this a success."
"Anything for you," Jongdae replies, his hand coming up to cup her face.
They stand like that in the middle of the hallway, foreheads pressed together as they try to soak in as much of the other's presence as they can. There only have a few more hours before they have to separate again - Jongdae will be going back to Korea for some much needed Rest and Recuperation and Liyin will be preparing for her upcoming promotion schedule - so every second counts.
Their little bubble is popped by a sudden squawk, and they look round to see Zitao backtracking as fast as he can, long limbs flailing.
"I really didn't need to see that," he yells, disappearing back into his and Jongdae's dressing room as his bandmate and Liyin laugh at his misfortune.
I choose you,
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edae! Have fun with those ChenYin feels 8)
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Queen Liyin bids you do so quickly!