baekhyunxkr·:

(...)

Baekhyun sinks down into the seat with a grateful sigh, giving Jongdae’s hand a squeeze as he lets go and picking at a loose thread of the blanket while he waits for the other to settle into the driver’s seat, mumbling a quiet thanks as the heater is turned on and biting on his tongue to keep himself from turning it down a notch or two for Jongdae’s comfort. He grins as he puts his hands down, wiggling his fingers and his toes. “That’s a shame though, I’d love to hold your hand while you drive– you only need it to change gears anyway, I feel like that’d be managable.” His smile is just a tad cheeky now, but he doesn’t make an attempt to take the mechanics hand.

He buckles up obediently, the belt stretching a little over his blanket in a way that is most probably not safe, and he hums in thought at the mention of the coffee shop. “Something chocolatey maybe? My stomach might complain, but. Sometimes you need the simple pleasures in life, eh? I’m a very responsible adult.”

“Yeah well, I just thought that would be a standard thing” like a norm, a default thought that only he has, of course, since only someone like Jongdae would think that it would be okay to play uber driver for someone every single day just because; like picking a son from school or a boyfriend from work. Jongdae’s head is formatted in a weird way, he would care to admit. “Not really. They are not exactly my preferred style of underwear” he adds playfully. He never really knows what to do with himself when he gets that kind of attention. Sure, he’s happy that girls like him that much, but it’s rare the occasion when he knows what to do when one of them screams they want to have his babies when he’s mid-song. It’s distracting at best and amusing to no end and Jongdae thinks he couldn’t be a real star in the real entertainment world, he’d be too awkward with his own fans. 

“Next thing you’ll want me to drive while resting my hand on your leg like in those aesthetic pictures there’s all over the internet. Aesthetic trips to god-knows-where, probably just to the grocery store but there’s the shot: hand on thigh, one-hand driving and there they go” he chuckles lightly, but he probably imagined it right after he spoke about it and was unfortunately too slow to prevent his brain from communicating with his mouth to make it move and utter the words. He’s probably a little bit red in the face right now, but he pretends to have to look very intently to his left and check if the road is clear for him to turn and then park (or more like stopping in front of the bakery, with the four blinkers on). 

He makes sure to be fast; it’s almost an in-and-out kind of thing and he knows exactly what he wants, so all he needs to do is wait in line. It’s obviously coffee for him, a tall one, piping hot and slightly sugared, a blueberry muffin (another two for later and a tuna sandwich because a guy gets hungry). He buys a chocolate puff pastry braid for Baekhyun. When he comes back, he places the bag next to Baekhyun’s leg. He’s still chewing the last of his muffin, so he starts the engine and moves out without saying much.  That’s Jongdae’s daily routine: getting up early, taking a shower, getting dressed, kissing Baekhyun good morning, heading out, stopping at the bakery to get his coffee and muffin, heading to work, diving into whatever he has to fix and watch his customers be happy that he did so spectacularly. There’s really not much to it and he still thinks Baekhyun is going to be bored to death at the repair shop, but he’d be a monster if he denied him so after he actually pouted and asked to go with him. (everyone knows the pout won him over anyway).

“C’mon, wiggle yourself out and bring the food, you’ll be the guardian of it for the day and we need to get you a cozy corner for you to snuggle into.”

— home

krjongin·:

Jongin knows that Jongdae is asking him all the questions because he wants to know what he’s wrong so he can do something about it. He knows that he should probably give him a straight answer, at least one straight answer because it’s not fair that he woke up at fucking 3 in the morning to deal with Jongin’s bullshit and then he doesn’t even know what bullshit he’s dealing with. But then, now that he’s much more calmed down and Jongdae’s presence soothes him enough that he knows if some stupid spiky vine decided to show up, his big brother would be the one choking it to death before it could reach Jongin, the younger feels completely stupid for being scared of that in the first place, like what are the odds of something like that happening in his own apartment? And how is he going to tell Jongdae out loud that he dreamed about stupid spiky vines killing him and then he wakes up in a panic mode because he sees the marks on his skin that shouldn’t be there, weren’t there when he went to bed earlier. 

He nods though, his throat suddenly dry and Jongin knows Jongdae would never make fun of him, mock him for something like that, would tell him he’s ridiculous yes, but in that exasperated and soft tone of his, his own unique way of comforting Jongin, of reassuring him that he has nothing to be scared of. 

But either way, it’s ok because Jongin is ridiculous after all. 

Jongin sort of wants to cry all over again when Jongdae doesn’t question him about searching the apartment, doesn’t you’re being ridiculous, Jongin, doesn’t hesitate one second and the only thing he asks is what he’s looking for. Jongin has the best brother in the world and anyone that says anything besides that is lying. “Hm.” He squirms a bit, taking the chance to take off his shirt and he makes a point to not look at his body because what he can’t see isn’t there. “You know…” He still hesitates though, almost blushing because oh gods he’s worse than a kid. “Uh… Remember that very very very scary garden in the end of Sleeping Beauty? When the Maleficent — the bad witch by the way — makes all those scary black plants with spikes grow so the prince can’t make it in time to save Aurora aka the princess sleeping? So… Something like those plants.”  

Jongdae is past the point of being surprised about weird things happening either to him , those around him or in town. He is past the point of being a non-believer because he is living proof that weird things do happen, that people can do extraordinary things because magic exists -- or something -- because he doesn’t want to call what he can do of ‘ability’ or ‘powers’. Maybe this life has only served to let him believe in life after death or reincarnations or in lost souls wandering around. It’s not like he can go around saying he has a god in him without getting a few strange looks and some laughs, but he has met his fair share of ‘equals’, he shares blood with one, he is in love with another, so of course he is a believer. 

Jongdae knows that Jongin can be many things but a liar isn’t one of them. He also knows that his brother has a historial of derealization and while he doesn’t lie, sometimes what he sees isn’t what it’s really there. It’s easier to believe in fairy tales than assume his brother is going through something, but once he turns around to look at him after his discription, it’s only to scrunch his nose. The disney imagery helps, sure, but there are no damage in the apartment to back up that story. Then he focuses his eyes on Jongin’s torso and nearly gasps behind the hand that he uses to cover his mouth. The dry blood on the wounds is quite real and there is a pattern on Jongin’s arms, one that couldn’t have been done by him and looks like sharp teeth dug through his skin. Jongdae’s concern is tenfolded.

He forgets his search for the ‘boogeyman’, deciding to walk up to his brother instead. He is mad beyond belief, but not with Jongin, no, the younger has no fault in this, but still Jongdae is angry, his neck red and his hands warmer than they should be. That tiny vein on his right temple showing up as he swalows his impotence. “Was someone here tonight? Someone like us? Did you piss anyone off? Not on purpose, of course, but is there anyone you know that could do this and wanted to do so to you?” he asks because it’s all he can ask, he wants to have a culprit, to have someone to blame, someone to hate and maybe punch in the face after because despite his divinity, Jongdae is only human and he can’t punch magic vines in the face.

➺ safe inside

Kim Jongdae’s beauty marks appreciation (yes, another)

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happy birthday to our favourite thunder boy, our brilliant ray of sunshine and unparalleled vocal king, Kim Jongdae 🌞💛

"Which, coincidentally, are the days I don't have work the day after. How thoughtful of you" his words are playful and Baekhyun knows that. They are familiar enough with each other that such topics are mundane and there is hardly any shame when bringing it up "Did it cross your mind that maybe I'm doing it on purpose, looking that hot because you know how much you like it?" it's not the case at all, of course, Jongdae puts little to no thinking in what he wears on a daily basis, but he does spend five or ten minutes styling up his hair and he does have a little corner of his wardrobe for the excessively ripped dark jeans and the tank tops he puts on when he's rocking up stage. The winks and the smirks he sends in the direction of the bar though, those are very intentional and there Baekhyun can complain at will. (not that he will ever)

Lazy kisses in the morning are definitely on his list of favorite things; waking up Baekhyun with those being a way to throw away any leftover sleep he has in himself along the way. And in his mind, he tries not to be sappy, but his brain takes him places when he kisses the boy laying underneath him. None of the thoughts make it out of his mouth, thankfully, and he excuses himself with the fact that his mouth is too busy with Baekhyun's and he tugs slightly at the boy's lip, but the tip of his tongue traces the line of his bottom lip, soothing and sensual altogether. "Are you awake now?"

flying machine || kjd&bbh

"That's because you're too lucky and the universe needed to give you a challenge" Jongdae reasons, equally playful as he motions towards himself. Inwardly, he knows he is at least a bit right because he was kind of a challenge to catch (it was easy to get him smitten; not so easy to get him to admit it). But he thinks he's the lucky one for having Baekhyun liking him, reciprocating feelings that make his heart do somersaults and drop to his stomach.

He looks at Baekhyun fondly, head tilting and everything, smile on his lips, tails curling up. He likes having his way and he likes being indulged, especially in such circumstances. Jongdae is used to being on top of everything, to make sure that everyone he cares about is safe and well. Everyone knows how much he dotes on his baby brother and how much sleep he loses on the basis of pure worry about the boy. The same could be said about Baekhyun, which is why Jongdae only truly relaxes when the bartender gets home and Jongdae is awaken by the distant sound of water in the bathroom and then the snuggly feeling of another body curling into his. He doesn't think he ever mentioned how much he likes those moments when he can wrap his arms around Baekhyun's smaller frame and keep him there, safe in his arms.

Jongdae likes when Baekhyun agrees with him and goes with his ideas especially when they involve cuddling and kissing and making out on the couch. Jongdae could go ahead and be cute, bop Baekhyun's button-like nose and gush over the smile he's giving him, but he's busy following instructions. And so, whisked he is.

Picking Baekhyun up is the easiest thing in the world, the boy is light as a feather to Jongdae, so he places both hands on the boy's waist, lifting him up in one swift pull, resting both hands under the back of the bartender's thighs. He leaves the kitchen behind in favor of the living room and their couch, perfectly cushioning his bum and then his own legs, perfectly cushioning Baekhyuns'. And then of course, he get's giddy, his arms remain around the older male's lean body, his head tilts to his neck and he peppers it with small kisses and playful tiny tugs at skin. He looks at Baekhyun once, admiring the beauty in his features, the lines of his beady eyes, the cute nose, the thin lips. He kisses the mole in the corner of Baekhyun's upper lip and then moves one hand up to card it through Baekhyun's soft locks, pulling them back before they cascade back into place. And then he proper kisses him. Again. And again.

__the end__

— starvation

krxjongdae 

[…] He’s fine with the way Baekhyung tugs at his heartstrings – and at him – he’d let him do whatever he wanted and Jongdae has tried to convince himself that it had nothing to do with what he felt for the bartender. (it does). It’s through half-lidded eyes that he looks at the male, probably too busy trying to chase the lips that give him momentary satisfaction. He thinks there’s a problem with Baekhyun’s lips and how they beckon Jongdae, often trying to pull into an addiction he wants to welcome. “The food I spent so long cooking” he corrects playfully because Baekhyun is hardly a cook, but rather a great assistant (who sometimes disappears in the middle of his assigned task). He hums then, leaning closer, and the tip of his nose is once again touching Baekhyun’s “I wouldn’t be offended if you chose my lap over my food. Promise.”

“I’m good at bargaining because the universe decided to team me up with you, the most stubborn man on this planet. I’m certainly not complaining.” Baekhyun playfully tugs at a strand of Jongdae’s hair to underline his point, a smile on his lips as he leans down to press a kiss to the top of the mechanic’s head. “It’s worked out pretty well in my favour, I’d say, even if you can be a little infuriating.” His tone makes it clear enough that he’s teasing; there’s no need to mention it verbally.

“Yes, darling”, he tries, the nickname less clunky on his tongue than expected, perhaps because he’s still got that jesting undertone, “you’re the true alpha male in this pack. Gotta keep your people safe, huh?” The funny thing is - they both know that what Baekhyun wants, he gets, and he always has. He usually ends up deciding for both of them, but Jongdae - sweet and caring Jongdae - is a worrywart deep down, and Baekhyun is not going to stand in his way. He knows himself how painful it is to let things spiral out of control, to not keep tabs on your loved ones. If he can provide that kind of comfort by letting the other play protector, he’ll be happy to.

He snorts, not bothering to protest the correction, although looking pretty is certainly important for the cooking process, and he tilts his head to close the gap between them, lips pressing to Jongdae’s in a chaste and quick kiss. “Well then, knight shining armor of mine, whisk me away to somewhere with cushions. We’ll reheat this stuff later.”

soojungxkr·:

(...)

“No schedule or anything, take your time with it. Like I said I was just going to sell these things for part anyways!” Soojung recalled the items in her bag and have honestly thought some of the equipment are irreparable but she actually feels confident with miracle worker Kim Jongdae, according to Mrs Kim. “I also promise there’s nothing weird in any of those cameras. If I missed something, I’m sorry? Not that I take weird videos and photos or anything….” she blabbered and offered him an embarrassed smiled.

“I am absolutely convinced that grandmas do have that matchmaking gene, yes, they all act alike. It’s like all the things that moms have in common like that knack for speaking to us when we’re sleeping to ask for things, which we forget to do because, well, we were asleep even if we reply. Some things are universal.”

The girl sounds quite passionate, talking about the things she likes and what apparently is the passion that’s been driven her so far. Jongdae can relate to being passionate about something since he has a passion of his own and he knows he’s given quite a few boring lessons on how some things work to either his brother or his boyfriend. Jongin always looks confused, so Jongdae tries not to bore him to death, and Baekhyun kind of lets him talk his ears off, saying he likes to listen when he ‘goes off’ as he calls it. He thinks he is fortunate to be able to have something he is passionate about and do something he loves for a living. “Maybe you should try making one set here and there, you don’t have to base your entire line on it, you can make something a little over the top and mix it with the rest, just to test the waters.” He knows nothing about fashion -- if his wardrobe is any indication and his love for jeans and sleeveless shirts place him in a ‘more than casual’ step of the ladder. He doesn’ particularly care, he just likes being comfortable and his style matches his personality -- relaxed, simple, hot-headed and passionate -- but he never lived to impress. 

Baekhyun mentioned the girl a few times (more than a few times, actually), especially on days when they filmed something and he had to tell Jongdae all the details about the new segments. “I haven’t seen all the videos yet,” he admits sheepishly “but I’ve seen a few like that one where you do his make up. they’re pretty fun to watch and your back and forth bickering is cute.” he says, leaving out the fact that Baekhyun with a well-done smokey eye makeup is quite the sight to behold. He takes another sip of his beer, frowning right after even if it’s to soothe the girl’s worries. “No, I don’t mind, why would I?” he wonders if Baekhyun told her or if it’s just that obvious, but he can’t decide on which one sounds more plausible because they do look obvious if he thinks about it. Nonetheless, he wouldn’t say no to whatever pictures she has in her phone.

“Oh good. You can’t imagine the amount of weird stuff I’ve seen i people’s computer folders and cameras...”

Mr.  do it all || kjd&jsj

“You got me at that laying my claim part,” he says, but Baekhyun knows that. Nothing he says is really just casually put especially when he’s trying to convince Jongdae of something -- which all in all is not that hard. “Why are you so good at this bargaining thing, hmm?” Jongdae is not the passive-aggressive kind; in fact, he leaves the passive thing to those who know how to choose their words (which is Baekhyun’s case) and even then they are sort of complementary to each other. There are twenty possibly horrible jokes in his head at the moment, but he decides that he may leave those for another time. 

He feels his chest figuratively swell with pride at Baekhyun’s statement even though it’s matter-of-fact. They have gone past the time when Baekhyun would let him know about his one night stands (bless Baekhyun for his oversharing nature) and past Jongdae’s last girlfriend, so, yes, he is the only one he goes home with even if they have spent years pining over each other. However, Jongdae worries too much all the time, especially when it comes to the people he loves; it’s like that with Jongin, with Yeri and Baekhyun. Maybe Jongin is the reason why he’s constantly on his toes because he sleeps with his phone on at any given time, resting on the nightstand and he has been woken up by late-night calls and a sobbing male on the other side of the line. Baekhyun can take care of himself though, Jongdae is just stubbornly overprotective. “I just get a bit territorial” a ‘bit’ being an understatement, but he can promise to tone it down if Baekhyun wants him to and if he has to, he will pout forever to get his way. 

He's fine with the way Baekhyung tugs at his heartstrings -- and at him -- he'd let him do whatever he wanted and Jongdae has tried to convince himself that it had nothing to do with what he felt for the bartender. (it does). It's through half-lidded eyes that he looks at the male, probably too busy trying to chase the lips that give him momentary satisfaction. He thinks there's a problem with Baekhyun's lips and how they beckon Jongdae, often trying to pull into an addiction he wants to welcome. "The food I spent so long cooking" he corrects playfully because Baekhyun is hardly a cook, but rather a great assistant (who sometimes disappears in the middle of his assigned task). He hums then, leaning closer, and the tip of his nose is once again touching Baekhyun's "I wouldn't be offended if you chose my lap over my food. Promise."

— starvation

krxjongdae

Baekhyun is right. He is very convincing, all the time, an influencer of sorts – and a bad one, Jongdae would argue, because he mainly gets away with everything just by batting his eyelashes at him and that’s not fair at all. Nonetheless, there is no point in emphasizing Byun Baekhyun’s alluring powers if there are no arguments to counter it and Jongdae takes his defeat like a man. (it’s really not difficult at all).

Yet again, the older makes a great point, but Jongdae is tempted to fight those with a million excuses, but mainly one that is very true “I’m hotheaded, you know that. My fist reacts faster than my brain.” Plus, he thinks they have very different perspectives when it comes to the guys coming at Baekhyun. He knows that the bartender is keen on emphasizing the fact that he has a black belt, (”I could kick their heads off of their body, Jongdae.” – he can almost hear him say) but Jongdae has a thing with the way people look at others (read: at Baekhyun). “You know, there’s a difference between ‘I want to take you home’ eyes and ‘psycopath plotting weird shit’ eyes, right? I spot those really well, it wasn’t just mindless jealousy, ok?” he argues “well, maybe a tiny bit, like, 2% tops.”

He blinks at Baekhyun, a little caught off guard, he doesn’t know how he doesn’t snort at the nickname, but he refrains from telling Baekhyun he needs to get a new one. He presses his lips together but his lip tails curl up and he looks both amused and mischievous at the same time. He rises to his feet then “It would really be a shame if the food got cold”. It has nothing to do with the food and Baekhyun knows it.

“And you know I don’t mind that, but how about instead of using brute force next time I’ll let you lay your claim any way you want to and we can kill them with aggressiveness a bit more on the passive side? That’s a bit more my style. More likely not to cost me my job and you your time on stage, either.” That last part is a bit of a white lie; they both know neither of them would get in trouble for Jongdae punching a leering costumer, the owners too fond of Baekhyun and his boyfriend (!!!) and everyone of importance knowing that he’s off-limits. All three of the guys that have gotten punched were warned before, so it’s not like they’re really in the wrong. “Why”, he begins to ask, his lips quirking into a smile and his fingers moving down to massage Jongdae’s neck, “what do you think those psychopaths plan on doing? Maiming me? We both know you’re the only one I go home with, and if you notice them looking at me weird at the club they won’t get a chance to lay a finger on me anyway.”

It’s not like he’s actually bothered by Jongdae’s very mindless jealousy; it’s flattering, and it would be a lie to say it didn’t make him feel safer, even without the other around; his reputation certainly helped. There’s not denying that Jongdae is possessive, but it’s just the right amount for Baekhyun. Teasing him is fun, though, especially when he’s rewarded with a pout.

He lets his hands drop to Jongdae’s waist as the other stands up, and it’s only when he’s at full height that Baekhyun stretches up and tugs him back down, too little space for him to get up himself and the angle a bit awkward as his lips meet the other’s, but the kiss no less satisfying. “You know”, he mumbles as he leans back just enough to be able to talk, “it would truly be a shame if we left this food we spent so long cooking in favour of the couch and me in your lap, don’t you think?”

krjongin:

Jongin doesn’t have in himself to pull his shirt off. He can definitely imagine what’s underneath the fabric if the stains are anything to go by. He was trying to be in denial, of those stains, of the soreness on all over his body, because this was supposed to be only a dream and the vines, they weren’t supposed to be real along with his wounds. Jongin still can faintly feel the vines on his neck, all around him tightening and tightening if he concentrantes enough. His hands are shaking and he let out a shaky breath. He doesn’t even know how he’s supposed to explain this to Jongdae, he knows that the older boy wouldn’t downright be suspicious of him but then he knows how skeptical he is with things even if he believes that there’s the spirit of a god inside of him ( after all, there are way too many proves of that ), it’d still be hard to convince him that those cuts are from his dream. 

“It was supposed to be just a bad dream.” He whines in an almost sob, pressing the heel of his hands on his eyes like that would push the fresh tears back. “Hyung, what if it wasn’t a bad dream, what if—”

Jongin takes a deep breath, remembers himself how to breath because the last thing he needs is another panic attack when he just had one. When he feels a little more on the safe side again is that he looks at Jongdae. “Could you…” He feels like six again, asking Jongdae to check under the bed and in the closet for monsters. “Could you check the door f-for you know… Things? J-just don’t go too far, ok?” He says the last part a little too rushed, remembering a little too well the despair of knowing back in the dream that Jongdae wouldn’t come to him no matter how much he screamed or ( tried ) to call his name. It’s to the point that Jongin feels weird even turning his back to his older brother. 

Jongdae hates how cryptic Jongin can get sometimes, but he also knows that the younger only does it when he’s afraid of something or simply insecure. There is nothing to be insecure about when it comes to the both of them together. He knows that and he hopes Jongin knows it as well because they never really had secrets between them -- mostly because Jongin can’t keep secrets, but that is another thing altogether. 

Jongin starts off in a weird way, but Jongdae listens because he is curious, but also because he wants to know what’s wrong and why is his brother so damn scared; why does he have blood stains on his shirt, why doesn’t he let him see what’s wrong. “Dream? What kind of dream? A nightmare? Did you have a nightmare, Jongin?”

Everything would be easier if Jongin told him what things he nees to look for, what kind of things are scaring him or what he thinks is coming for him. He suspects he is looking for something that isn’t there, though, and if anything, he is terrible at fighting the invisible and the nonexistent. But he doesn’t say anything, of course, just like he never said anything all the other times when Jongin was little and afraid of the dark. The fact that he did go out on a hunt for monsters and then let Jongin sleep on his bed plays on his head right there, so what’s another quest after all those years right?

“Ok, I’ll go look for it” whatever that ‘it’ is “What am I looking for though?” he asks just as he’s making way out of the bathroom. Nothing there. He continues then. He’s not too sure if he should open the front door or not given that he did use it to enter the apartment, but he doesn’t exclude it. “Nothing here either.”

➺ safe inside

You have a good relation with your brother, don’t you, Jongin-sshi? What is your brother to you?

“Yeah, I think he’s the person that I get along the most. Jongdae-hyung is someone who i treasure very much. It’ll sound very cliche but it’s also very true that he always takes care of me even when I did a lot of shit that he didn’t approve of. Especially when I did shit he didn’t approve of, you could say. He’s always the one who cheers me up and sees the good things in me even if I don’t see them myself. Sometimes I wonder if he’s saying the truth or simply trying to make me happy or even if he’s just biased. Probably it’s just a big mixture of the three.” He chuckles. “But really, I don’t think I would’ve gone this far without him always encouraging me and being there, you know? And also I don’t know how to explain this but he just—” He looks down for a moment and there’s a small pause before he looks up again. “I know he’ll accept and love me no matter if I’m the first ballerina of the Bolshoi or if I decide to give up on everything and sell ice cream on the beach for the rest of my life and that just means a lot to me.”

“He has always been there. Since I was little and he’d fight the monsters under my bed to now that I’m still scared of some monsters that are a little more serious than those ones but he helps me fighting them too. I don’t know what I’d do without him to be honest. My parents are good parents, of course, but I never had a good relationship with my dad for this and that reason which fucked me up big time. I think it still does if I have to be honest and Jongdae-hyung helped a lot through that. He still does. Dae-hyung makes me want to be a better person so I’ll make him proud. He deserves that after putting up with a lot of my mistakes and tantrums.” Another chuckle, though Jongin’s eyes do seem a little brighter. “He deserves a good little brother because he’s the best big brother. He seems like just a bull when you first see him, all tough — a little clumsy —, all rough edges and just that person who wasn’t made to deal with delicate things, but he’s just the opposite of that. I mean, he’s tough and don’t give him flowers unless you want to see him squirm with them which ok it’s pretty funny so do give him flowers, but my point is—”

“Jongdae-hyung has a great sense of responsibility. He’s the person with the biggest and kindest heart that I’ve ever known. He’ll go to hell and back seven times for you. He has the sleep pattern of an old but he’ll still wake up at 3 in the morning to pick you up at the other side of the city because you ended up in trouble again and then still stay up with you until you stop feeling like you’re—” He takes a deep breath then. “What I want to say is that he’s always sacrificing himself for others without even thinking about it, saying things like “It’s what a big brother does to his little brother” or “It’s not that big of a deal” even when it is. He’s a big dork too, he has the best dad jokes. Also! He makes the prettiest and most amazing things, you know?” And suddenly Jongin is excited, eyes sparkling for a whole different reason. “He’s built me a lot of toys when I was a kid, even a small chariot with horses and everything! I still keep them in my room and I’ll never throw them away. He always does this magic with cars, he’d probably be able to build one from scratch. He works as a mechanic so if anyone has a problem with their car, go to his repair shop, everyone, I’ll give y’all the address and everything after this!”

“Yeah, ok, back to the question”

“Jongdae-hyung for me is,” Another pause because Jongin could say a lot of things, Jongdae is home, safety, love, acceptance. “That one thing I can’t live without. Happiness, I guess? I literally can’t imagine what my life would be without him but if I had to guess I think it’d be pretty miserable and I probably would be a completely different person from the me today and definitely couldn’t have achieved not even one quarter of the things that I have today. I wish he could give himself a little more credit for it and stop talking like I did all of that by myself.” He laughs softly. “But yeah, I love Dae-hyung very much even with the dad jokes and his terrible flirting skills. I wouldn’t have him any other way.” 

Jongin wake up them, tears accumulating on the corner of his eyes and it takes him a bit to process his dream but when he does, the first thing that he does is to go reach for his phone, almost falling off the bed in the process. He doesn’t realize it’s still in the middle of the night and that his brother is probably sleeping ( or, fortunately, getting laid considering his development with Baekhyun ). He dials his number, knowing that he isn’t in the right mind to text anything, he needs to hear Jongdae’s voice and—

“Dae hyung! You won’t believe what I just dreamed about!”  

baekhyunxkr:

“I’m always very convincing - get your facts right.” Baekhyun is tempted to lean down to press a kiss to Jongdae’s forehead, mostly because he can and the action comes with different implications than it would’ve before - because even if he knows that Jongdae pecks whatever part of his face he can reach before leaving for work, now that they’ve talked about the elephant in the room he’ll allow himself to read into it. But the angle would be too awkward, Jongdae too far down and Baekhyun perched precariously on the chair already. He figures he’ll have enough time in the future to make up for it.

He laughs softly at the question, giving his boyfriend’s ear a little tug before going back to gently scratching at his scalp. “It’s not like you haven’t been doing that already, let’s be honest here - off the top of my head I can remember at least three guys you’ve punched within the last few months. And you’re pretty beautiful yourself.” It takes a few moments of contemplation before he speaks up again. “Well then, baby-”, and the nickname is unfamiliar on his tongue, a little weird; “you’ve got to get up. I want to kiss you and the food’s getting cold.”

Baekhyun is right. He is very convincing, all the time, an influencer of sorts -- and a bad one, Jongdae would argue, because he mainly gets away with everything just by batting his eyelashes at him and that’s not fair at all. Nonetheless, there is no point in emphasizing Byun Baekhyun’s alluring powers if there are no arguments to counter it and Jongdae takes his defeat like a man. (it’s really not difficult at all).

Yet again, the older makes a great point, but Jongdae is tempted to fight those with a million excuses, but mainly one that is very true “I’m hotheaded, you know that. My fist reacts faster than my brain.” Plus, he thinks they have very different perspectives when it comes to the guys coming at Baekhyun. He knows that the bartender is keen on emphasizing the fact that he has a black belt, (”I could kick their heads off of their body, Jongdae.” -- he can almost hear him say) but Jongdae has a thing with the way people look at others (read: at Baekhyun). “You know, there’s a difference between ‘I want to take you home’ eyes and ‘psycopath plotting weird shit’ eyes, right? I spot those really well, it wasn’t just mindless jealousy, ok?” he argues “well, maybe a tiny bit, like, 2% tops.”

He blinks at Baekhyun, a little caught off guard, he doesn’t know how he doesn’t snort at the nickname, but he refrains from telling Baekhyun he needs to get a new one. He presses his lips together but his lip tails curl up and he looks both amused and mischievous at the same time. He rises to his feet then “It would really be a shame if the food got cold”. It has nothing to do with the food and Baekhyun knows it. 

— starvation

∞ The best of kim jongdae → little bub with his milk and cookies

baekhyunxkr:

Baekhyun snorts, planting another kiss to Jongdae’s neck just because he can and he’s just been told off. It’s nice, laying in bed like this - there’s no real urgency, and Jongdae’s presence underneath him is warm and comforting, solid and reliable. And cuddling a human heater is great, unless it’s the middle of summer, and even then a quick cold shower can fix all problems. All in all, Baekhyun considers himself lucky to be dating someone like Jongdae - not just for his cuddling skills, although they do play a big part.

“I’m sure we’d have time for some lazy morning sex if that’s what you want, Dae.” He’s not actually serious - he does want to get out of bed quicker than he would if they’d decided to get off, not taking the time to shower afterwards into consideration. It’s too much effort spent this early.

“Okay but see, the problem here is this - if I put the coordinates in you’ll know where we’re going, and I can’t have that. We can just get coffee somewhere and I pinky promise I’ll do my best to keep you entertained and stay awake, against the odds - I just. Gotta wake up properly first. Kiss me please.”

Baekhyun is a naughty, disobedient child, Jongdae knows that very well and his actions display that side of him perfectly. He also likes to tease and taunt Jongdae, which is great safe for when he is trying to get him to get up. Mornings are not Baekhyun’s favorites, Jongdae knows that just as he knows that the man usually only starts functioning after 12pm (eleven or a very good day). It’s 9am, they are already late for whatever activity the older has planned and Baekhyun is still snuggling him like he wants to roll over and sleep some more.

“You know you’re too lazy for lazy morning sex, Baek, you’re more of a ‘cat wide awake at 4am who wants some fun’ so you’re the type to wake me up in the middle of the night rather than move more than you have to in the morning.” he pecks Baekhyun’s lips quickly, combing his hair with his fingers for a quick fix up then 

“Fine, fine, let’s keep the surprise a surprise then and hope that we won’t get lost then. I’m still wondering about all this secrecy and what is the occasion. I mean, it’s not my birthday. Did I do something good and you want to reward me or did I do something bad and you want to kill me and throw me in a ditch? I can’t decide which one makes more sense. But I actually want to live and see that, so you have a deal. Let’s get coffee somewhere nice, I’m hungry.” 

Jongdae is wide awake and taking on the task of waking Baekhyun up properly sounds good to him; he likes that method anyway. He tugs Baekhyun towards him, letting one of his arms to loop around the male’s waist before he flips them over. “Since you asked so nicely...” he whispers into Baekhyun’s ear while moulding his body to the one beneath him. he holds off from allowing his full weight on the older, but leaves a trail of kisses from his neck to his jawline and cheek, that end with his lips attached to Baekhyun’s to take his lower lip between his own. 

flying machine || kjd&bbh

krsoomin:

soomin is pretty sure that jongdae probably thinks something’s up, even if he doesn’t know exactly what. she’s hardly the kind of person to take the initiative and ask to meet after all, but to be fair, it’s been weeks since their last coffee session, and cant a lady just want to meet her friend once in a while? of course, there’s also the fact that she’s got a day off, but surely just that’s just a happy coincidence.

she actually vaguely regrets not arranging to meet in an actual building, because the ominously overcast sky is finally releasing a rapid drizzle onto her umbrella and splattering minutely all over her sandalled feet. still, that’s nothing compared to when she finally spots her friend, hunched over and looking grouchier than ever at the water dripping off his fringe and into his eyes. soomin really can’t help it— she cracks up in seconds, giggling even as she tries her best to include him in the limited shelter of the umbrella, all the while avoiding coming into contact with his very damp self.

“the weather app exists for a reason, jongdae,” she says sweetly, although truth be told jongdae really does have sporadically awful luck. sometimes she thinks that without the smidgens of good karma she tries to remember to send his way, he might just end up tripping on a stray rock and faceplanting on the ground. “my treat today, just because you look like you swam here to meet me and i appreciate it.”

it’s only when they’re finally seated, safely out of the now-pouring rain and with their drinks in front of them, that soomin remembers to ask, “your car still isn’t repaired yet?” her brows raise, the stiff quirk to her lips revealing that she’s teetering on the verge of teasing. “ that would happen when you finally decided to be a nice guy. i’ve told you a million times that cars just aren’t worth it. where do you even drive it to anyway?”

He really thinks Soomin means well. She is most kind and warm-hearted towards him even though she sasses him through and through. Jongdae looks like a kicked puppy most of the times, pouting over something that happened or considering his place in the universe when something less good happens. He knows she means well when she giggles and she isn’t mocking him for his unfortunate situation with the rain. The umbrella is a welcome add-on even if only half covers him initially before he steps closer to her so they can share. The good news is that he’ll dry faster; after all, his body does exude warmth. 

“The weather app lies and lies and lies. Last week it was supposed to rain all week. It didn’t. No, Soomin, the universe just hates me, that’s just it.” he actually pouts after that, whining all he can just because. “That’s very kind of you, but you treated me last week as well. I’m starting to think you got rich at this point.”

He runs his fingers through his wet hair, pulling it back so that his bangs don’t stick to his forehead and he can look slightly more presentable. He is a bit hungry now that he’s sat down and that place smells heavently.  “My car,” he starts “is at my own repair shop right now. I have had a lot of things to fix that have a deadline, so I haven’t had the time just yet. You know, I wasn’t going to lend them my car, because I never did, I think cars shouldn’t be lent, but the kid really begged me to. Plus, I had his age before, I know how it is to want to impress a girlfriend and take her for a ride. And what do you mean where do I drive it to? To work, to the club, to the grocery store... there’s a lot.

karma is a bitch || kjd&lsm

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DIRGE - a habit, hobby, or obsession they can’t seem to shake

Jongdae is a creature of habit. He has his little ‘rituals’ and things he does every single time or things that have become habits somehow. He wouldn’t say he obsesses over things, so there isn’t one that fits that category, however, as far as habits go: cold showers. It doesn’t really matter if it’s winter or summer, Jongdae can’t shower if the water is hot. Since his ability has the particularity of being ‘on’ at all times, his body temperature is, by default, higher than most people. Under hot water he’d feel like a lobster in a pan, boiling, so he needs the cold to cool off and to feel comfortable. A big plus of this quirk is that he can get water to a lukewarm temperature, so it’s great for shared showers. He also makes it a habit to have a drink after every performance he does, maybe as a reward for doing okay with it; on the bad side of habits though there’s his smoking habit. He doesn’t consider it too bad because he doesn’t smoke a lot; two, maybe three cigarettes a day, usually after a meal or after a performance. It’s relaxing even though it may not be his best choice when it comes to health.