OT5; Key’s Great Grocery Shopping Adventure 2k16; PG

hey remember jonghoodie au bc this au is that au lmao

“I am tired,” Key hisses, “of going to the store. With this list.” She jiggles her bag with a scowl. “And coming home. And having you–all of you–whine at me that I didn’t get you the right thing.” She yanks open the front door and ushers them all outside, fixing Tae’s hair again when ve passes. “So we are all going to go to the store,” she repeats as Minho and Junghee pass. “And you are all going to tell me exactly what you mean when you just put down generic shit like cereal. Jinki,” she adds pointedly, throwing them a glare when they pause to lock the door behind them.

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jinkisbelly  asked:

Ontae and childhood treehouse ^^

a pairing + an au = three sentence fic.

thanks sami!  i wrote two.  ^u^

01. taemin won’t know until he’s older, when the tree still stands but the yard is no longer his, how much the little house up in the leafy branches will become entangled with his memories of jinki, of the earliest blossoms of love & lust, of the subtle shift from staring into his eyes to glancing at his lips.

because his first kiss will taste like jinki & smell like oak, the sound of their breaths will be woven through the melody of leaves rustling in the night breeze, & his shaking hands & thudding heart will be felt acutely through the gentle sway of the shelter they’ve taken, knees pressed to wooden planks.

but he will understand later, the memories will mean so much as they age together, & as they stand in front of the fourth house they’ve looked at, the first one with a treehouse in the back, he slips his hand around jinki’s arm, hugging him to his chest, & whispers, “this one.”

02. “eunsook!”, taeyeon calls from the ground, her eyes wide even from where eunsook stands at the little window of the tree house, her hair falling through it as she leans over & calls out, “what?”

taeyeon’s voice is petulant & a bit panicked as she calls out, “the ladder isn’t down, how am i supposed to get up?”, causing eunsook to roll her eyes & call back, “did you bring them?”

taeyeon pulls out a plastic bag from her green knapsack & holds them up in the air, high enough for eunsook to see the dozens of cookies within the sheer packaging, & yells, “can i come up now?”, just as eunsook lowers the ladder, the wooden steps clanking against the base of the tree, a smile on her face as her friend leaves her knapsack on the ground & climbs up, the bag of treats in her teeth.

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Taemin’s hair tho….

ddongtaems  asked:

hope it's not too late to send one in! ^^; ontae & evening bike rides ❤️

pairing + au = 3 sentence fic

it is never too late!  thanks. 

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taemin loves taking evening bike rides with jinki, when it’s not quite night not but no longer day, when the air is warm & the sky tinged with a pink that promises a better tomorrow than was had today; sometimes a lie, always a hope.

they’re heading up a hill now that is painfully steep, his calves aching & his thighs burning as he puffs up the hills, his breaths growing deeper & his forehead beginning to pinch, yet he loves it because of how jinki is on these rides, the way his strong thighs roll his own bike up the hill as though he were floating, how the look of concentration on his own face is reversed on jinki’s, a smile of contentment on his handsome face, how he’s jinki again (he’s never really not, though, he’s always jinki, just with some pieces rearranged, missing or mismatched)

this jinki, the one that smiles at him when they get to the top, wiggles his eyebrows, kisses him, & then screams joyful obscenities as they careen back down the black asphalt, this jinki is classic jinki, a throwback, the closest proximity to the original taemin will find, & it’s worth trudging up any hill to see him again.