rabenhorst | [fic] Onew/Key – SHINee – The Boy Who Sang at Midnight

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[fic] Onew/Key – SHINee – The Boy Who Sang at Midnight – oneshot

Title: The Boy Who Sang at Midnight
Author:

fonulyn
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Pairing: Onew/Key (Jinki/Kibum)
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Sometimes Kibum feels like the walls of his room are closing in on him. Sometimes he panics and runs. One night he meets a boy.
Comments: I am not completely sure how much sense this makes but I kind of like it, a lot, so I figured I’d share :) I’ve been working on my big bang fic and a long and monstrous minkey fic and I just needed something fresh in between to keep me from going insane. this worked! :D
I have so many feelings for onkey why don’t I write it more :( ah, I forgot, no time. shucks.

Sometimes Kibum feels like the walls of his room are closing in on him. Sometimes he feels like he’s suffocating, like he’s gasping for breath but something blocks his throat and stops air from filling his lungs.

Sometimes he panics.

At moments like that he runs. He knows his mother worries but sometimes there’s nothing he can do about it. So he sneaks out when his mother is asleep, climbs through the window of his room not to wake her up. That would only result in an endless row of Kibum you’re sixteen you’re not supposed to go out at this hour and it’s the last thing he needs.

The window creaks when Kibum slides it open and for a second he freezes. He knows the sound isn’t enough to wake his mother up but he still waits for a moment, listening. Finally he bases his hands on the windowsill and pushes, sliding outside through the window.

The summer days are almost unbearably hot, but at night the ground is cold. Little droplets of water have gathered on the grass that tickles his toes when he pads across the yard barefoot. He almost wishes he’d worn his shoes but it’s too late to go back now. The mere thought of going into his room, back inside those confining walls that hold him trapped, makes him shudder a little.

Kibum inhales deep. The night air is fresh and instantly he feels his lungs expand and fill with life. He stops and focuses on breathing for a while, surrounded by the gentle summer breeze and the sounds of the forest in the distance. It’s calming, enough to make him almost feel like he’s floating a little above ground.

When he opens his eyes the constellations stare right back at him, bright dots on the black canvas of the sky. He traces them in his mind, paints the pictures he’s learned from the books and names them all.

Kibum has always loved the stars.

Then, a soft sound lures him back from his thoughts. It’s not sudden and it doesn’t startle him, it’s more like a soft pull that gently guides his thoughts back. Before he knows it he’s swaying along to the unfamiliar song, eyes halfmast as he focuses on the flow, the slow rise and fall of the tune.

There’s not a single thought on Kibum’s mind as he walks through the forest. It’s almost like he’s dreaming but he supposes that if it was a dream his toes wouldn’t be freezing and the sharp rocks and twigs wouldn’t hurt so much against his bare soles. It’s not the first time he’s outside without shoes, though, and he gets used to it fairly soon. By the time he reaches the small clearance he barely notices the uneven ground digging to his skin.

Now he can see the source of the song. It’s a boy, barely older than himself, standing in the middle of the opening with his eyes closed as he focuses on the melody.

It’s almost magical and Kibum doesn’t dare say anything to disturb it, he doesn’t even dare make a move. He simply stands there and listens, completely unaware of the passing time. A part of him wishes it would never end, and Kibum doesn’t even realize when he begins humming along.

Abruptly, the singing stops.

Kibum’s eyes snap open and he’s instantly faced with another pair of wide eyes staring right back at him. The silence feels deafening and Kibum already misses the gentle song that filled the air just seconds prior. What strikes him even more, though, is the look of rising panic on the other boy’s face.

Quickly Kibum crosses the distance between them in easy steps, smiling at the singer boy in what he hopes is a calming and friendly way. “Hey, I’m sorry if I scared you. I was just…” …sneaking out of my house and I heard your singing and it was so enchanting that I had to follow it and I think you do some kind of magic since this certainly isn’t real, he thinks but doesn’t voice out loud. Instead, he offers a small bow by the way of greeting. “I’m Kibum.”

He is rewarded with a brilliant smile, genuine from the soft curve of lips to the eyes narrowing into crescents. “I’m Jinki.” The boy’s voice is as soft when he speaks as it is when he sings and Kibum feels a splash of warmth in his chest.

“You sing really well, Jinki,” Kibum says, earnestly. He’s never been good at hiding his opinions, be it good or bad, and the compliment comes naturally to him. Accepting it doesn’t seem as natural to Jinki, though, since he blushes on command and averts his eyes to the moist grass at their feet.

Kibum thinks it’s strange but he decides not to comment on it, and instead reaches out to touch Jinki’s elbow. “Hey, want to sing some more? For me?”

For a second Jinki looks at him as if trying to figure out if he’s mocking him. The request is genuine though, and soon Jinki’s lips split into a happy grin. It only melts away when he starts another melody, slightly tentative at first but gaining confidence with each single note that passes his lips. Soon he’s singing as he did before, completely lost in the moment.

While Jinki sings, Kibum closes his eyes and listens.

“I want to make it big,” Jinki says one night. It’s raining and they seek shelter underneath a large oak tree, wrapped up in Kibum’s father’s overly large raincoat. It’s cosy, even if a tight fit for two teenaged boys. “I want to make it big,” Jinki repeats as if he’s trying to convince someone of it. Himself or Kibum, no one knows.

You sing like an angel, Kibum wants to say, you sing like no one else in this world. Instead, he rests his head on Jinki’s shoulder and closes his eyes. “When you do,” he answers softly, “take me with you. You can’t make it big and leave me here, okay?”

“Okay,” Jinki whispers and sneaks an arm around Kibum’s waist. He hugs him a little closer. “Okay.”

Jinki’s grandfather doesn’t like him singing. He thinks Jinki should focus on his school, focus on graduating, on getting a job, on living a safe family-life just like his parents and grandparents and the generations before them. He says Jinki is all he has left in life, the only thing that didn’t disappoint him yet. Jinki smiles and hides the pain.

Kibum doesn’t like Jinki’s grandfather but when he says this, Jinki smiles again. He always smiles. “He’s not that bad,” he says, “he lost a lot. He wants me to live the life that got taken away from my father.”

Still, Kibum thinks it’s stupid. But he shuts up and asks Jinki to sing for him.

Jinki happily obliges.

When Kibum turns eighteen the best present he receives is a song.

Like so many times before Kibum sneaks out of the house when it’s dark, crosses the yard and walks through the forest, until he reaches the small clearing. Jinki is always there, waiting. When he sees Kibum appear he smiles, in the way only he can smile. In the way that fills Kibum’s heart with life and tears it into pieces, at the same time.

Every single night Kibum falls a little more in love.

On his eighteenth birthday, Jinki sings for him, sings like he never did before.

“Take me away,” Kibum breathes into Jinki’s skin.

The summer comes and goes. The nights turn colder, the rain beats the yellow leaves on the ground. Finally snow covers everything.

The forest has never been quieter.

Days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months, months turn to years, years turn to decades.

It seems like nothing has changed when Kibum walks across the yard, through the forest and on the clearance. It feels like every single tree is still the same, reaching towards the sky from the very same spot, exactly like half a century ago.

One thing is different. This is the first time Kibum sneaks through the window not alone but with someone. This is the first time there’s a hand clasped in his, fingers entwined with his, laughter mixing with his.

When they reach the clearance no one is waiting. Not when they walked every step of the path together.

When Jinki sings for him, Kibum remembers the first time they met. He remembers the panic in Jinki’s eyes and how he almost ran away, he remembers the relief written on those features and the smile that greeted him then. He remembers the searching look, remembers the hesitant questions, remembers the slowly blossoming friendship.

Most of all he remembers the songs.

When Jinki sings, Kibum traces the lines of his face with his fingertips. Jinki doesn’t question him, not after all these years, but focuses on the melody and the words. Kibum draws the lines of Jinki’s eyebrows, traces the slope of his nose, brushes against his soft lips.

There are wrinkles around Jinki’s eyes and fine lines in the corners of his mouth, grey streaks in his dark hair. Kibum recognizes every single one of those marks, like milestones of their years together. He wouldn’t trade a single one of them for anything.

Jinki sings. Kibum rests his head on Jinki’s shoulder. He closes his eyes and listens.

Jinki never made it big like he thought he would. Kibum is the only audience he’s ever sung for.

This, Jinki thinks, this is exactly how it’s supposed to be.

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(1609 words)

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uhm. I’m not sure if it makes much sense but it did when I wrote it? ahah me and my obscure onkey!feels. the pairing is so cuddly but it always makes me melancholy too. /stupid

now back to the big bang fic and the monstrous minkey that’s eating my soul :| ~~also hi taekey!feels you can leave me alone ngrjngsss I don’t have time now D:~~

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All these feelings...! ㄴ(~w~)ㄱ

welcome to the club ;-; feeeeeelingsss~

thank you for reading!

Jeeeez ;A;

So many feels, augmented by my stupid playlist queuing up "Life" right as I started reading this. This is so precious, seriously. ♥

Good luck with SBB, btw! I am having issues with my entry, too. Namely...I don't like the one I finished so I have, like, a week to finish up a second one LOL.

Oh that song ;-;♥ I can definitely imagine how it contributed to the feelings. And thank you so much for reading! :D

Thank you! I have almost 9000 words now but I'm not exactly nearly finished yet so we'll see, haha. You're going for a second one? Wow. Good luck with that!

;~; My heart cannot handle the perfection that is this fic.

awh you're being too nice to me ;-;♥ thank you so much!

Short, sweet, and pretty.

Your diction is so damned lovely, rendering a lot the imagery vivid and even tangible. There were several times in the beginning of the fic where I felt as though I was Kibum, looking up at the stars, walking along the rough terrain, standing there and swaying to the lilting melody. Especially this line: Before he knows it he’s swaying along to the unfamiliar song, eyes halfmast as he focuses on the flow, the slow rise and fall of the tune. Just everything about this sentence and wording is goregous.

“Hey, want to sing some more? For me?”
My fanboy heartbeat syncopated right here. There's something so cute about that. About the fic overall really. Love.

Edited 2012-05-06 18:45 (UTC)

Thank you, dear! ♥ I'm really glad you liked it :D I'm a total sucker for moods and I love writing these... moments, kinda, where nothing needs to even necessarily happen, haha. I knew from the start that this ficlet would be short but it was one of those things that just needed to be written. So yeah, I'm happy it turned out decent :3

this is so beautiful :)

thank you! :)

all my feels. these are the fics i just want to sob over, you know. it's so magical, and so beautiful and sad at the same time. it's like i want some more, but at the same time i'm completely satisfied with what i've read. that's, ugh. just me ranting my feels away. lol. thank you so much for this beautiful oneshot. ♡

awh, thank you so much! ;-;♥ at first I was kind of considering writing more of it, drawing the scenes out and adding more happenings in between. but then I found that I really just wanted to leave it as it is, so. ...I don't know what I'm babbling anymore, I'm just really happy you liked it! :D

This was much much much much too lovely for my poor heart. :_:

aw ♥ thank you so much! ;-;

Me: omg can I just sit and read every beautiful thing you put out no matter the pairing <3333
Life: No! >D
Me: ;A;

I hope you and all your fics are doing okay ~~hdu deny your KeyTae feels >O~~ I miss chatting so much it's not even funny :(

Love you bb <3

life is so cruel ;-; /sob

I'm fine, the fics a little less so since I'm skillfully ignoring them 8D I'll get back to them eventually I swear I will. ~~but but but I don't deny their existence ;-; I just ... wish I had more time for them ;---;~~

I miss chatting too D: and I miss youuu. how are you doing? much, much love~♥

lol don't ignore them, you meanie!!! XDD I'm sure you'll eventually have time for all of them *puts KeyTae on the top of your list ~~right below sbb~~*

I'm fine, too, just so busy with offline life these days that I have no time or energy for spazzing or proper reading or anything sobs

Btw would you happen to know how to buy tickets for SMTown in Seoul? lol random question but I'm asking everyone and their mother cos desperate! >.

in a month there'll be summer holidays and I hope I'll get more writing done then! :D a whole month off~ I've been ignoring the sbb too for so long now I'm stuck at 9000 words x) I should really get back to it!

/weeps at the taekey!feels

I know how that feels :( some days I just come home and drop into bed and don't want to move at all lmao. will you have some free time soon or will it be busy for long still? :)

I wish I could help but I have no idea D: umm you could try asking around on tumblr? many people there seem to be well educated when it comes to matters like this. idk :(

lol oh noes~!! It was going so well :D But yeah, a nice long vacation should do nicely for your writing^^

A couple of weeks still, but then it looks like it's clearing up slightly :3 Of course I wouldn't be surprised if my calender fills up in the coming weeks, but such is my life lol orz

Ohh right..tumblr..... I have no clue what so ever how that place works xD I'll ask people to ask around for me :D cos it's a good tip actually. I hadn't thought about it myself cos I never go on tumblr, but since everyone else does...

ahah I knoooow I was so proud of myself too and now it's just... nothing. I'm so ready for a vacation though XD

ah sounds gooooood! hopefully you'll have at least some time for yourself then :D

yes do that! people often know things there, a lot more than I do at least! good luck :D

Wow. This was... this was so- I'm so touched.
/weeps
It's such a long while since I've read something this well-written, I mean, it wasn't overly long and detailed and yet.
Just amaze :'D
<3

aw thank youuu~ I'm really glad to hear you liked it! :D ♥

You're completely welcome ~
^.^'
<3

thank you so much for writing this

thank you so much for reading and commenting! :D

You made my day. That was so beautiful, the way you describe the feelings, and the imagery created by your words. It's fantastic. Will there be a sequel to this ?

Thanks for sharing

Awh, I'm really glad to hear that! Thank you! :D ♥ and, um, I don't know about a sequel. I wouldn't mind writing more of this but I don't really have any ideas for how it could continue.

this is really beautiful. <3

thank you! ♥

this was so sweet and really pretty ;___;. I got all sad towards the end even though it ended happily; I think it was just the image of them being older lol. but still, I really liked this a lot! <3

thank you! :D I know what you mean, I was kind of melancholy too while writing it although technically it's a happy fic. but I love the thought of them growing old together, side by side ;-; all those years for them~ ♥

For some reason I almost cried at the end! So beautiful!

Edited 2012-05-10 07:26 (UTC)

Thank you so much! ♥ :D

It's so rarely for me when I read an fanfic and then get this feeling. It's a warm and relax feeling. I tottally love it <3
Also, you write this so beautifully. Ahhh, I envy you >.<
Great story, thank you for sharing~

aw I'm really happy to hear that you liked this! :D thank you so much for reading and commenting!

I luv this fic so much.. its so romantic n most of all their friendship is so close.... nice story...

thank you dear anon person :D I'm glad to hear that!

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[fic] Onew/Key – SHINee – The Boy Who Sang at Midnight – oneshot

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