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Hello, hello there, is this Martha?
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(Anonymous) 2021-12-26 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)Major Tags: Unrequited
Additional Tags: Past Relationship (?)
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
[FILL]: pretend
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: implied sexual content, alcohol, past relationships, lies, manipulation, toxic ex yjh, sleeping with someone just to forget
Permission to remix: Yes
hello anon, i'm not sure this is what you wanted but this is what has been whirring in my mind since i read your prompt, so i hope you enjoy!!
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The lips that are kissing Seungcheol are too insistent, the hands that are in his hair are too big, the moans filling the room are too deep.
That doesn’t stop him from curling his fingers around the lapels of Mingyu’s jacket, to bring him even closer, their bodies molding together until they don’t know where one ends and the other begins.
It feels wrong - wrong, because Seungcheol isn’t feeling the sparkly excitement in his veins that should come when he’s kissing someone he likes;
wrong, because his head isn’t in the moment, his eyes are closed just to imagine another person sucking lovebites along his neck;
wrong, because there’s a ghost in the room with them, the looming presence of their past sitting in the corner, watching over them, probably laughing at them.
It’s a cruel joke, and the punchline has never really cared about either of them.
It’s easy to fall in Mingyu’s arms, when the younger shows up with tear tracks staining his face and a more pronounced lisp caused by the alcohol in his veins.
“You were right, hyung,” he says, rubbing angrily at his eyes. “I should have listened to you.”
Seungcheol sighs, because he knew this moment would be coming. He knew, when he met Mingyu and Jeonghan hand in hand on the street, Mingyu’s cheeks rosy with happiness, that this moment would come.
Because Jeonghan buries his problems in other people’s bodies, picking at their skin until they’re torn apart, flesh separated from their bones, and then lets them go, bloodied and bruised.
Because Jeonghan likes to pretend, when he’s three fingers deep inside someone, whispering I love yous like prayers against their skin, that he can belong to someone.
That someone can belong to him.
But Jeonghan is Jeonghan, and Mingyu is Mingyu - sweet, kind-hearted Mingyu. It should be easy being with him.
And yet, as Mingyu kisses him, taste of soju on the tip of his tongue and guttural growls at the back of his throat, Seungcheol can’t help but crave another body. He can’t help but want what can’t be his, what was never his to begin with, no matter how he’s lied to himself over time, trying to believe in the lies that Jeonghan fed him.
Mingyu mewls a word that sounds suspiciously like Jeonghan’s name, but Seungcheol isn’t really paying attention, too caught in the moment and his own thoughts about what’s lost and will never come back - about what’s lost, and was never.
Love is a toxin, and Jeonghan has poisoned both of them, with words and gestures that he repeats each time he finds someone new, someone more exciting.
Seungcheol should have listened to Jihoon, and Mingyu should have listened to Seungcheol.
Still, here they are, trying to pretend someone else can feed them the same lies with the calculated indifference that Jeonghan possesses. It can’t work - it has never worked, not when Seungcheol has buried his hurt in Jihoon, and not when Mingyu buries his own in Seungcheol.
But pretend they do.
Re: [FILL]: pretend
Re: [FILL]: pretend