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Title: 5 Universes and 1 Reality
Pairing: Siwon (Super Junior) x Onew/Jinki (SHInee)
Rating: PG13 - NC17
WARNING: Mpreg-ish mentions, Violence
Summary: These are the 5 universes in which Jinki and Siwon falls in love. And the one reality that they did.


I. Angels & Demons

Jinki smiled softly when the little girl thanks him and bounds off to her mother with her bright red ball clutched close to her chest, pigtails bouncing as she slips her hand into her mother’s. Jinki smiles and bows slightly in reply to the woman’s bow. Turning, he makes his way to their park bench and waits.

They have always met here; at this same park bench with the sloping seat and peeling paint, hidden under the great oak tree’s shadow. No one who could see this place would bother coming this way, anyways. It was quiet and secluded and made for a good resting place. Jinki closes his eyes and revels in the warmth and weight of the late summer air. It’s the only way he knows he’s on Earth; the heaviness of the air that sometimes seem to suffocate him.

He comes in a stream of light, darkening everything around in that instant. ‘He really hasn’t changed.’ Jinki muses with a smile. Siwon greets him with a smile, eyes crinkled. Taking a seat on the bench next to him, they begin.

They talk of menial things, unimportant things. They speak of things that should not matter, things that would not matter, things that do not. They talk of all and nothing at all. And they let the silence, comfortable silence, flow between them and they bask in it as they do with the sun.

Jinki tries not to dwell on his desire to touch him, to feel if the skin his fingers meet has changed, tries maybe too hard not to picture the other man looming over him, kissing him, touching him, filling him till he feels ready to burst at the seams. Tries to quell the image of him with his eyes darkened and blown wide with lust, the sight of his knees touching his chest as he’s spread wide apart and the other is pounding in and out and in and out in a broken rhythm.

Tries to forget the memory of his name on the other’s lips as he comes and the smile he feels forming on his lips.

Jinki raises his eyes and meets tired brown ones from the other end of the bench. They always sit this way; with too much space between them. He looks away, choosing to focus on the line of trees in the distance. ‘How long has it been?’ He ponders. How long has it been since they last touched each others’ skin without the fear of the terrible jolt of electricity that leaves their hearts racing and their nerves numb?

Siwon turns to him, smiling. “I love you Lee Jinki.” He says quietly, just for them both to hear although there was no one around.

“I love you. Choi Siwon.” He replies. Just as quiet. They both know and realise the meaning of their words; of the responsibility that comes when you tell someone you love them.

“Same time?” Siwon asks, standing up to leave.

“Same time.” He answers. Siwon gives him a look then, all soft and longing, and he wishes for nothing more than another minute. Jinki kisses the tips of his two fingers and holds them up. Siwon merely meets him with a kiss to his own and the briefest touch and withdraw before any of the shock could properly register.

Jinki waits until the other disappears in a wash of light, before he turns to go, wishing for more time, for the things that they could never have again.

Because you see, there was a time long ago and not too long back when Choi Siwon and Lee Jinki had been best friends and lovers. Where Jinki the angel and Siwon the demon had been human and they had loved, and still loved, each other beyond their mortal coil. Where they’d met, fallen in love with each other under this oak tree. This was the same place that fateful night as Jinki laid dying in Siwon’s arms, the other man pledged to follow him to the nether world. Two years on earth and an eternity in separation with an afternoon under the oak tree once every ten years. Two years, the best that they would ever get in this immortal run.



II. Genderswitch

With the strap of the bag she carried that was full of art supplies cutting to the skin of her shoulder, Jinki winced and rearranged it. For the third time in the last 10 minutes she wishes she did not have this unhealthy addiction to coffee, courtesy of her older brother Yesung who seemed to have a cup on him wherever he went throughout the day. The line wasn’t getting any shorter and she has to get started on her piece or she’d never finish it in time by the time of the exhibition in two days.

Maybe she could just make do with the instant she has hidden in her lingerie drawer, away from the eyes of her brother.

“You okay?” The voice seemed hesitant, and when Jinki turned to face whoever had spoken, she had to stop her jaw from saying ‘Hello floor, I don’t believe we’ve met!’. Standing right behind her was none other than the vision of a god. His dimpled smile widened impossibly when he nudges her to move forward with the queue.

“A-Ah... Sorry.” Jinki ducked her head and tried not to die of embarrassment. Shrugging the bag higher onto her shoulder, she quickly tucked her hair behind her ear. It’s at times like these, times when her ‘Sangtae’ as her friends affectionately call it, come out that she wishes she still had her long, long hair that she had had to cut into a short bob when the former style had met an unfortunate incident with a can of paint.

“It’s okay.” The stranger says from behind her. The line moves forward and soon it was her turn. The barista knows her well (who wouldn’t know the person who comes in at least once every weekday?) and knows her order well. “So you come here often then?” She is startled by the stranger speaking to her again. Jinki merely nods and passes the exact change to the barista, and quickly hurries to take her order. Please don’t look Please don’t look!! She prayed fervently. She knows she is not exactly one of the model-esque beings to walk this earth; she probably falls into the category of very plain Jane what with nothing interesting about her other than her hands that create works of art. And today is not a good day. Jinki thinks she probably looked like shit.

Thanking the barista who passes her drink to her, she quickly makes her way (bolts like a spooked rabbit) to the exit. And no. She was absolutely not running from the stranger, albeit a very handsome, very well-dressed stranger at that.

“Miss! Wait! Wait a minute!” Jinki freezes and turns around. Like, seriously. What does he want? She thinks. The stranger is running up to her with her green butterfly clip in his hand.

“My clip!” She reaches out for it, surprised when the stranger grins and looks her in the eye, drawing the clip away from her reach. “Sir...?”

“Siwon. My name is Siwon. What’s yours?” Jinki frowns. “I’ll give this back to you if you tell me your name.” He smiles, like a Cheshire cat. Contemplating for a bit, she bites her bottom lip.

“J-Jinki.”

Siwon is surprised to hear her voice, but merely conceals it with a look of amusement. “Hello Jinki.” He says quietly, brushing her hair away from her eyes and securing the clip in place. “There.” Jinki bows and turns to go, feeling herself seriously contemplating hurling herself onto the oncoming traffic. “Wait.” He grabs her hand phone from her unresisting hand and places it with one he draws out from the pocket of his jeans. Smirking, he makes a gesture to call her own phone before disappearing into the throng of people.

Jinki isn’t quite sure what just happened. But she calls the guy anyway, and they end up having dinner together. But what happens from then on is another story to tell.



III. Gang

Siwon broke the man’s fingers with nothing more than a huff and ease. This, comes from years of ‘practice’, and he does this slowly, bending them one by one till he hears the snap. The man cries, blood and snot stains his once white dress shirt, but Siwon is deaf and blind to the creature he is torturing.

The new kid, Kyuhyun, looks a bit green.

Smirking slightly, he picks up the steel rod from the floor still stained with the rust red of blood, swings back and relishes in the sound of it meeting bone.

“Please...P-Please...” The man chokes and sputters, dribbling more blood down his chin. Siwon sneers and stomps his heel on the broken fingers, ripping a raw scream from the man.

“Filth.” He spits, grinding his heel before turning to leave. Hankyung meets him at the door. “Crayfish. If he’s still alive, give the boys something new to play with.” Hankyung merely nods, face void of emotion as he walks back in to the middle of the warehouse where the man is curled into himself in a foetal position, lying in the pool of rain water, blood and piss.

Siwon changes into a fresh suit that he keeps in the trunk of his car. On the way, he buys a bouquet of flowers and a stuffed teddy with a blue ribbon tied around its neck. When he puts the car into park, he sprays himself lightly with perfume to cover up for the scent of the warehouse that might’ve clung to his skin. Before he even steps 3 feet into the entranceway of his home, he is assaulted by a flurry of pink that is his daughter.

“Papa! Papa!” She smiles and laughs gaily as he picks her up with one arm, mindful of the flowers. “Dada and I made cookies today. Dada kept burning his though, but mine came out perfect and you can have them after you finish your vegetable and they’re shaped like kitty cats!” She giggles when he presses a kiss on her cheek and squeals in delight when he presses the teddy into her arms and promptly christens it Brownie.

Siwon moves into the kitchen area as his daughter goes back to watching her cartoons. He grins as he slips his arms around the waist of the shorter man, hands softly caressing the gentle swell of flesh that bellied their unborn child (it was a boy and they have a bag all ready for when he would make his entry into this world), kissing his nape he whispers, drinking in his scent. “Hey you.”

“Hey.” Jinki replies, leaning back. His nimble hands make easy work of preparing the kimchi. “Dinner will be ready soon.” He tilts his head back slightly and smiles.

“Mmm...” Siwon rests his head on his shoulder and watches the blinking lights of the city in the distance. “I got you flowers. How was your day?”

“Fine. I have a doctor’s appointment on Friday, but I can ask someone to send me if you’re busy. Your mother called, and she wants us to go over to her place on Sunday for dinner. Is that alright?”

“It’s fine. What time’s your appointment?” He kisses Jinki’s head and moves to get himself a glass of water.

“11.” His husband answers as he packs the kimchi away in a container and places it on the lower shelves of the refrigerator. Moving to the bouquet on the kitchen counter, he smiles when Jinki blushes the way he did when he’d given him flowers on their first date. “Thanks Siwon. I love them.” Jinki says quietly. Siwon instantly wishes he’d brought home some jewellery.

Jinki sleeps facing away from him because he says he doesn’t want to disturb Siwon with the baby. It is fine by him because it gives him a good angle to drape his arm around the other’s waist and bury his nose into his hair.

Jinki doesn’t know. Even after being married for almost 5 years, he doesn’t know what Siwon does for a living; the Big Brother of a gang. He does know that there are men posted at the gates, but not about the men that are at the perimeters. He doesn’t know that Siwon will wake up tomorrow and there’ll be some man to torture, maim and kill. He doesn’t know that the man that once wore a pristine white shirt is now being repeatedly fed to Crayfishes because he’d made the mistake of touching Choi Siwon’s husband at a function when Jinki had tripped and the other merely only wanted to break his fall. Nobody touches what belongs to Choi Siwon. Even if it were for a good reason. Nobody.

And so Jinki doesn’t know. And Siwon will never tell. And that’s the way he’ll keep it.



IV. Family

Jinki takes his hand and they walk away. People are staring openly as their father screams, “Take another step and you’re both dead to us!!” It makes him stop, but it’s Jinki who steals his words before he says them.

“I was dead to you long before this. You only killed him out of your life.” And promptly turns to him, smiles, wide and trusting and says, “Let’s go.” They walk to the river, hand in hand. It’s a little while later when Siwon pulls the younger one close, stopping their footfalls, drawing him close.

“Are you sure?” He murmurs against his forehead and receives a slap on his stomach. “Ow.” He frowns.

Jinki wraps his arms around the older man’s torso. “I’ve been sure about this since I was 13.” He huffs, Siwon feels those arms around him tighten. “I’ve always known.” This is said in a small voice that was equal parts shy and sad.

In response, Siwon merely holds him tighter and place a chaste kiss on the top of his head. “Me too.”

It starts, really, when Jinki’s father brings home a new mum for him. And with this mum, comes a new big brother. He doesn’t mind, as long as his dad smiles more often the way his new mother makes him, it really is fine. Besides, this new mum can cook so that’s okay. It doesn’t matter if he feels like he no longer belongs in this family picture. He is 10 and he would rather read his books and dream about the skies than play with the other boys.

Siwon is promptly introduced and Jinki has to call him hyung, although he knows next to nothing about this kid who he’ll be living with for the next 8 years until he is old enough to afford his own place. Siwon is 12 and he’s so tall that Jinki has to look up at him. He shakes his hand like a businessman, smiles with dimples, causing him to trip and fall painfully on his knee and instantly Jinki wants nothing more than to desperately cower in the corner of his room and never have to face him. Ever. Again.

When he goes back to school in the new term, everything is tilted on its axis for him. Now he’s the one girls seek to talk to, the one boys ask to hang out with and he’s not disillusioned to think that it is he they want to talk to; they merely want to know who is that boy who waits for him everyday, and like, isn’t he the cutest? Jinki handles it all diplomatically; Yes means maybe, maybe means No, but no one has to know.

“Why don’t you go play with Siwon, Jinki?” Asks his dad one Sunday when they are at the beach. His mum and him are splashing each other in the sea while Jinki and his dad sit under the giant parasol that shields them both. Jinki merely shrugs and return to his book, but he doesn’t miss the sigh. It isn’t like Siwon bullies him or anything of the sort. In fact, Siwon has been nothing short of the perfect big brother; he includes him in whatever activities he and his friends have got going on, holds his hand whenever they cross the road, buys him candy and tells him not to tell their parents. He’s just perfect. Perfect Choi fucking Siwon.

The 3 years that follow are merely worse than the one before it. It had to be expected that Siwon was the son his father had dreamt of having; sporty, athletic, and beyond popular in school. Jinki was... well, the one who topped the rankings in school and the teachers exult, but when he is home the only trophies that are proudly on display next to the family photos are his and his only. At the dinner table all they ever do talk about is, ‘When’s your next sports meet?’ ‘What’s your best time today?’ ‘Why don’t you take up something Jinki? Be more like your brother.’ To which he’d always reply, ‘Okay dad.’


Jinki is 13 and dying a little inside every time his father merely pats him on the back when he brings back his achievements and takes them all out for a meal at one of the most expensive restaurants in town. It isn’t like he hates Siwon, he can’t help how he is, nor he can help how his own father prefers him as a son. It’s just...

It’s probably the straw that broke the camels back when he comes home a champion from the National Essay Competition and all his father had said was about Siwon getting a place on the Youth Football team. “Was there something you wanted to say?” He’d turned and asked. Jinki pokes at his mashed beans and shakes his head. That night, when all was quiet in the house, he packs some clothes and the old picture of his mother, dons on some of his warmer clothing and leaves out the back door.

He walks for around the neighbourhood for a bit before going to the bus station, and then realising that it was almost midnight and the last bus was 2 hours ago.

“You shouldn’t be out here.” He says quietly to the corner of the street. “Siwon.”

His step-brother comes into the light of the bus stop, “Was I very obvious?”

“You were always everywhere I went. Why should this time be different?”

Siwon grins, brushing off the specks of dust on his trousers, and sits down next to him. “Why are you running away?”

Jinki pouts, “I’m not.” Pauses. “Just walking away.” They sit in silence and somehow by the time first light paints the sky, Jinki falls in love with Choi Siwon.

There’s that thing about girls; Jinki doesn’t get them, doesn’t even want to try. He just prefers to keep a distance from them. Siwon brings home his first girlfriend when Jinki is 16 and he is 18. And he’d turned the music of his mp3 so loud his ears rang when the batteries finished. Over the next year, Siwon brings home a string of girls that stay for a night and leaves crying in the morning. Their parents don’t care; those days they’re too busy travelling the world.

“Are you okay?” Siwon asks one evening when he’s reading while the other reads on the sofa next to him. “You seem... Down.”

“I’m fine.” Jinki says not looking up from his book. And really, he is fine. It’s not like... He wants to be the one Siwon kisses.

It takes a trip to a club and a man who strikingly resembles his college bound step-brother grinding into him in time to the beat of the bass, and another encounter with another man who takes his cock down his throat with ease to make him realise that he has it bad. Real bad.

When he receives the acceptance letter to the university he applied for, he announces that he’ll be moving out the day before orientation is due to start. Their parents are nonchalant, merely telling him to call them if he is ever short of cash. But Siwon... That night... That night, Siwon kissed him and they’d made love on his bed with their parents sleeping in the next room. And they’d ended up not speaking to each other for a year.


They make it home; home is a one bedroom flat with a heating system that is fucking crapshit and sometimes feels a little too claustrophobic. But it is home because they’re both there. Siwon has a piece of paper he wants to show Jinki, but that something for another time.

“I kinda knew I loved you when we had sex that first time. Or maybe it was before that.” Siwon murmurs, loping an arm around his waist and drawing his back to his front. “You spoilt me for anything and anyone else. Hearing you say my name like that.” He adds as an afterthought, kissing the younger. Jinki merely chuckles and buries his nose on the crook of his lover’s neck, the steady breaths lulling him to sleep.

Jinki doesn’t date. But he’s sleeping with random people to see if he can somehow forget the gnawing cold in him.

Siwon comes back into his life with a crash and a bang. Literally. Crashing into his lecture one day and throwing a punch at the wall when they had put significant distance between them and the lecture hall. It makes Jinki fear him, but the feeling is fleeting and is gone before he has had any chance to dwell on it. How could he when Siwon is practically devouring his lips?

They work it out soon enough, why Siwon is always a constant presence in his life, why Jinki chooses one night stands who have a rather striking resemblance to horses and have deep husky vocals. They don’t tell anyone, but they move in together after 2 months.

The bedside lamp reads 0219 and they’re still wide awake. “What’re we gonna do now?” Jinki asks, lacing his fingers with Siwon’s.

“Live.” The answer comes with a kiss that has his toes curling. Jinki wonders if this will be what the future will be like. Sure, they have their fights. But the make-up sex is always good. Smiling as the other toys with the frayed edges of his shirt, he flips himself so that he straddles the older man.

“Let’s.” He grins, the room illuminated by the streetlamps, and leans in to steal another kiss.



V. Roman


Sometimes he feels like a bird in a gilded cage; with everything he could possibly need but freedom. His mother smothers him with her love and his father, extols to him the glories of being the emperor when he’d rather be the boy who tends to the sheep. But he’s born a prince, and there in lies his destiny.

It is at Floralia that one of his uncles presents to him a gift in the form of a slave. Siwon is urged to take the boy, by his mother with a soft smile and his father with a pat on his back. And really, he hesitates as he steps down from his seat only because the boy is like a spooked horse.

The boy is dressed in nothing but the loin cloth that covers his genitals. He’s rather clean; save for some bruises that bloom dark against his pale skin and his hair is dark, curling at his nape. It doesn’t take much to place those bruises on his hips with the fingers of his own uncle.

The uncle, for he has too many Siwon never remembers their names, begins stating that the boy is one he had found in the slave market with the driver telling the buying crowd that he’d procured the boy from the mysterious east. And looking at him, Siwon can’t help but to admire the way his eyes slant and how foreign he looks. He studies the boy’s shoulder, the thinness of his frame, the way he seems like a scared animal makes him want to hold this boy tight and keep him safe.

As if noticing this, the uncle roars with laughter. “And he makes for a good fuck too!” He groped the boy under his loincloth making him jump, reddened in embarrassment and ducks his head. Siwon quells the urge to slice his uncle’s hand right off. It should be simple and he would merely emerge without much damage to his reputation. So, instead, he merely cuts the bonds that bind the young boy’s wrists and turn to his father and mother.

“Father , Mother, may I retire for the evening?” If there is a knowing look in his father’s eyes and one of quiet amusement in his mother’s he ignores them. The boy blinks at him and follows when he pulls at his hand.

“Siwon.” He points to himself when they’re both alone and he had somehow managed to get the boy into sitting in his tub. “Siwon.” The room is filled with the overwhelming scent of roses and steam and the boy is staring at him. He gives up soon enough when it seemed to be like the boy can’t speak. Siwon sits there instead, by the tub as a soft glow and a blush dust the boy’s cheeks. The urge to kiss him is sudden, but a heady thing that lingers even after the turns away to find some of him spare tunics.

“Jinki.” The boy whispers when he is tucked under his chin later that night in a bed that seemed more comfortable than it had been last night. He repeats himself, bringing Siwon’s hand to his chest. Jinki... Siwon smiles, burying his nose in the scent of roses.

His father dies one cold winter night. They mourn for two weeks and Jinki never leaves his side. He’s older now, knows his duties well. His father had primed and groomed his only son to be the best. Siwon ascends to the throne and his mother arranges the daughter of a distant king to be his wife by the next new moon. He spends the next two days in his room, buried deep in Jinki.

“Siwon...” Jinki whispers, tucked safely in his arms just like the night he’d became his. “Siwon, you gotta love her too okay?”

He doesn’t... Want to. Princess Lucia is beautiful and it is undeniable. She would’ve made a good queen in any other circumstances, but to Siwon that place in his heart has long been taken by someone else. It’s bad enough that he has promised his mother that he will produce an heir for the throne, but to have to love her? When he can’t see anyone else, hear anything else beyond Jinki?

“You have to... Try.” Jinki kisses sweet and bitter at the same time. That night Siwon lets him fill him instead, relishing the way Jinki feels in him, the pain, the heat... Everything... He’d always known that he’d do anything for this man and everything he says. Even if it were something he could never do, he’d do it anyways.

The end comes as his son greets the world. His prince is barely an hour in this world and the wet nurse has whisked him away in the protection of his best men. The queen is dead in the minute their child takes his first lungful of air. In some ways Siwon envies her death.

There is no time for mourning as enemies are coming with fire and blood. Jinki is at his side, as he always is, helping him evacuate as many women and children as possible.

“You have to go.” Siwon says, holding the other man by the shoulders. They’re outnumbered with only a courtyard and a door separating them from the invaders. “You. Have to go.” He rests his forehead against the other. Crashes his lips against familiar ones that try to shake him off, tasting salt against familiar tastes of Jinki’s lips. Jinki is crying, and in many parts of him Siwon wishes that it weren’t him that these tears for. “Maybe in another lifetime Jinki. I’ll take care of you then.” He leans in and kisses him. “Take care of my son, Jinki.” He indicates to the wet nurse who watches them both with wide eyes.

“I love you.” Jinki whispers against his nape when he holds him soo close, so tight. Siwon wants to stop time, to block the sounds of murder, the sounds of the world and just live in this little bubble of time with Jinki warm in his arms.

“I love you.” He whispers as Jinki is swallowed by the darkness. Siwon dies without the knowledge that Jinki had not followed in the boats, coming back into the courtyard and cradling Siwon’s cold body in his arms as dawn broke over the sea in the distance.



I. Reality

Jinki wakes up to Siwon’s fingers in his hair and his smile. “Morning.”

“Morning.” Siwon kisses him, making his toes curl just like the first time they’d kiss. “You want breakfast?” Jinki nods, grinning when the other man bounds out of bed butt naked, hunting for his boxers. “Admiring the view?” Siwon says, pouting and wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Laughing, Jinki lobs a pillow at his lover.

“So what if I am? Going to stop me?” Jinki asks, propping himself up on an elbow as Siwon leans in for a kiss.

“Never.”

Ryeowook passes the message that the Shinee members are all having their own plans for the day, and that he can do whatever he wants. He catches the look that Siwon gives and looks away before he can laugh or giggle. Or snort into his coffee.

He is a regular fixture in the Super Junior dorms although no ELF or SHAWOL will ever know or ever realise. The managers of both groups have all accustomed themselves to the fact that both men will either be at each other’s place or somewhere else with each other. Doing things.

Jinki wears a beanie to cover his hair and Siwon borrows someone’s bike. They spend the day walking in the park holding hands and eating ice-cream, followed by a trip to one of the more exclusive districts of Seoul where they plan and map their dream house. They spend the afternoon picnicking on the banks of the Han River and round the day up with a visit to a Roman exhibit in the museum.

Siwon holds him close as they mingle with other couples watching the sunset from N Tower. “I think we were lovers in our past lives.” He says softly against his temple. Jinki merely smiles, used to these sudden cheesy moments from Siwon.

“What makes you say so?” He replies, brushing a stray lock of hair away.

He feels Siwon shrug and his arms wrap around him tighter. “Just a feeling...” A pause. “I love you, Lee Jinki.” Smiling, Jinki turns himself around so that they are aligned front to front.

“I love you too. Choi. Siwon.” He cups the taller man’s cheek, drawing him down for a kiss. “What say you we get back into bed?” He whispers, feeling pooling warmth in his gut when the other nips at his bottom lip and pulls him quickly to the parking lot.

“Jinki...” Siwon starts, shuffling on his feet. Jinki has lost interest in whatever he is reading at the sight of his boyfriend’s nervousness.

“What is it?” He asks, taking his glasses off and placing them on the side. Siwon kneels and takes his hand, suddenly solemn, looking straight into his eyes.

“Let me take care of you.” He adds. “Please?” Jinki forces himself not to laugh at the sight of Siwon on bended knees as if asking for his hand in marriage.

“It’s a full-time job.”

“Fine by me.”

“I got a Sangtae...”

“I find it cute.”

“You’re essentially taking care of 4 other people as well.”

A pause. “They can be our kids.” A nervous bite of lips. “So can I take care of you now?”

Jinki grins, and then lets the laughter bubble out. Throwing his arms around him, he leans in and whispers. “Yes. Forever. Yes!”


Jinki never knows what the future may bring when it comes to him and Siwon. If something should happen, it’d be not only their careers and lives at stake, but many others as well. But he loves this man, as this man loves him as well. They know the risks, always will. But for now, the knowledge that Siwon has promised to take care of him proper is good enough. It really is good enough.





A/N: Floralia is an ancient Roman Celebration that celebrates the goddess of flowers and vegetation, Flora. You can look it up here. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Floralia

Date: 2010-10-30 03:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tentangmaddy.livejournal.com
This is sweet!!! Love how you put their interaction in other 5 universes and relate it to the reality.

My favorite part is the Angles and Demons. Even love can't separate angel and demon, no matter how different they are.

Love it!!!

Date: 2010-10-30 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Hahaha... Thank you ^^ I agree. Somehow in many ways angels and demons aren't all that different...

Date: 2010-10-30 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gogothgirl.livejournal.com
I love love love them all :) if I have to pick, it would be the Roman verse with the mafia verse coming close to second..probably because I'm a sucker for children produced by two gorgeous men. Oh, woe is me. :p nice to see that the SuJu and Shinee boys take their relationship like fish and water.

It’s a full-time job.”

“Fine by me.”

“I got a Sangtae...”

“I find it cute.”

“You’re essentially taking care of 4 other people as well.”

There. My favorite lines ever :) its adorable and I just see Siwon's face pales a little while Jinki's just looks red and giggly. Oh, and hey Malaysian girl :D how's the weather in KL?

Date: 2010-10-30 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Hahaha... ^^ This was something I kept tweaking and re-tweaking because I couldn't make up my mind (or minds, whichever way you look at it) so yeah...

Thanks! ♥ The weather? Dreary.

Date: 2010-10-30 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gogothgirl.livejournal.com
Dreary, eh? Yeah, looks about to rain here as well. Which sucks since I have a driving class later and seriously, what is it with malaysian requirement of being able to drive with a stick shift?

Date: 2010-10-30 05:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Ooo... You live here too?? Sweet! It should rain later in the afternoon... Probably. Driving with a stick shift? Em... I quit my lessons after getting my L. Got kinda fed up with it... hahaha...

I'm not too sure about the requirements, but you can only get on the road after getting your P license. Good luck though!

Date: 2010-10-30 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gogothgirl.livejournal.com
Naw, I'm already at the stage of lesson where I'm allowed on the road with ny instructor riding shotgun. Heck, I would've done this sooner if it wasn't for NS last year. Totally threw off all my plans for license before I start foundations. So yeah, I'm pretty behind schedule what with degree starting this December.

You know, I didn't even notice you're the same person who wrote the Inception-themed story that I ranted about the night before. Its either you're very good at trying new concepts and manipulating your writing styles or I'm just hopeless when it comes to names.

Date: 2010-10-30 07:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Ah... I managed to weasel out of NS on medical grounds. My sis is going though. Pretty darn excited about it. Is your instructor any good? Mine was a prick. Maybe that's why I never really felt enthusiastic about driving... Dunno. ^^

Erm, lol? Coz I think my writing is mainly morbid. So I don't think it changes and stuff... Hahaha...

Date: 2010-10-30 06:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rainie-night.livejournal.com
You paired up my SHINee crush with my Super Junior crush?
Despite that, why do I like this so much???
Omo, is there something wrong with me?
Anyway, I love this. The fact that it's a rare couple (maybe the only one I ready) makes it even more precious.
My favorite was the Roman-verse one.
I like how despite the fact that they are a rare couple, you make their interactions believable.

Date: 2010-10-30 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Hehehe... Don't think that there's something weird about liking a rare pairing like this because, really, there isn't. I'm just as much of a sucker for rare pairings since like forever ^^

♥ Thanks for reading and commenting!

Date: 2010-10-30 04:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acrosstherug.livejournal.com
hgdjhf fml this is my otp. MY OTP IN WORDS I CANNOT EVEN.

please spoil me and write more of them because they are perfect flawless beautiful awesome and i love the way you wrote them ♥

Date: 2010-10-30 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
;D I think this pairing is one of many guilty pleasures rare pairing...

Okok... I'll see what I can do okay? Thank you for reading and commenting ♥

Date: 2010-10-30 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acrosstherug.livejournal.com
i'm still sobbing here. ignore me please. i just. so overwhelmed by all of this. i especially loved romans and reality because what is that cheese shiwon god i love it.

i will read and comment and anticipate forever ;~; ♥

Date: 2010-10-30 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Oh Oh! Don't cry... ;__; *wipes away your tears and hugs you*

Haha... Then I'll make sure to save you a spot in the next Siwon/Jinki fic I write ^^

Date: 2010-10-30 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acrosstherug.livejournal.com
but they're tears of joy!^^ but -hugs back- because its so awesome.

the idea of another fic makes my heart flutter. i love you for it already!

Date: 2010-10-30 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
♥ I'm glad that you like this... I think I have a writing style that's morbid...

I'm the type that posts as she writes, so just wait for it ok? :) And I love you for loving me! ^_^

Date: 2010-10-30 07:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acrosstherug.livejournal.com
:DDDD I can be patient if I have to! HWAITING

Date: 2010-11-01 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chokoyama.livejournal.com
I think I've never encounter this pairing before!! You always manage to surprise me in some way!!

For Angels and Demons, my playlist decided to run Big Bang's Tell Me Goodbye so I totally was in the mood!! It reminded me of my favorite book. It's beautiful how they still cherish each other even if they can meet only once every ten years...

Genderswitch... well, different from everything I've read from you so far. See, you definitely can write non-morbid things!! Because this was simple, I could picture it well, and it was great seriously!! The way Jinki's not confident, the way Siwon manage to find out what her name was... simple yet beautiful.

Gang... I appreciate that even if the gang topic is not the happiest one, the story is still realistically simple... I've always thought that fanfiction writers tend too often to write complicate things and enormous events that don't make sense and all... so I like the "simple" way you describe their relation every time since this part... (yeah I know, I'm repeating myself everytime...). And I so would like having them as my parents!!!

Family... I'm not found of "incest" things but it still was well written. And I totally understand how Jinki felt about not having his place in his parents new life...

Roman is dark. Slave, war, death... but as always, your style makes me like it.

And finally, Reality... yeah, you never fail at surprising me... Onew is pure love. And the two of them are so sweet together... It seems that, no matter how harsh life is to them just being together is enough (but in genderswitch and reality)

And I'm so glad that the reality is much better than more of the other universes.
=3

Date: 2010-11-03 09:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Hahaha... I'm so sorry for this late reply to your comment... I've been bogged down by college work...

Seriously? Tell Me Goodbye? Hrmm... Must try reading with that as a soundtrack. The Genderswitch verse had a rather different ending in the draft, but I'm more than glad you read the finished one. ^^

I think there are more than a few fangirls who'd like to call Siwon 'Daddy'... kekeke! /is bricked

As I've said before, in someone's comments somewhere, incest doesn't squick me in fanfiction, or fiction in general, but in real life... It's just wrong. The feeling of an outsider to a new familial life is something I kinda drew on personal experience... Roman was the one verse that I had taken a joy in writing in as I am currently studying some Roman philosophy and culture... So yeah.

Someone (in Real Life) told me I have got to lighten up a bit and stop being soo... 'Sad'. So, I'm kinda rather happy I managed to surprise you and that you liked it! :DD /huggles ♥

Date: 2010-11-04 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chokoyama.livejournal.com
Hey!!
Don't worry. I know too well how much works college studies involves. ><"

The playlist went just well. (I so love this song...)
Oh really? How was it supposed to end?

Actually I'd rather liked Onew as a father. (even if he's only one year older than me). I sometime think that Siwon is too perfect. It's disturbing me...

I understand. I guess that it doesn't really disturb me either in fiction since... well Onew and Siwon are not really siblings so...
Oh, you come from a "recomposed" family? [you're asking personal questions!!] (I know, I'm too curious)
I've always been fascinated by Roman culture.

Well, I'm an optimistic and smiling girl so, I somehow agree with that but... you're just the way you are *starts singing DBSK song*
And as I told you in one of my other comments, when you're writing, most of the time the theme just come up. I sometimes write really sad things too...
Just don't try too hard on being all happy and all if you're not...

And once again, I totally loved that fic. I've seen that you posted new things... I don't have time to read them now (I already should bee sleeping but... Insomnia seems to be my second name)but I will soon!!
=3

Date: 2010-11-02 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] natasya in the sky (from livejournal.com)
Greetings from KL! What an odd pairing but it works and I love every part! Especially Gang. :)
What an

Date: 2010-11-02 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irmystica.livejournal.com
Greetings from KL! What an odd pairing but it works and I love every part! Especially Gang. :)
What an

Date: 2010-11-02 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irmystica.livejournal.com
Greetings from KL! What an odd pairing but it works and I love every part! Especially Gang. :)
What an

Date: 2010-11-03 09:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Hullo ^^ Thanks for liking and commenting, but I think your comments aren't complete? Lol! Are you from KL too?

Date: 2010-11-03 09:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irmystica.livejournal.com
Yeah I'm from KL. My blackberry is an ass. Hence the truncated comment. And I thought the comment didn't go through coz it gave some weird 'unable to process' prompt. Sigh.

Date: 2010-11-03 09:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
/pats pats

^^ Don't worry... I'm sure it happens even to the best of us. Which part of KL if you don't mind me asking? I'm living in Setapak currently.

Date: 2010-11-03 09:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irmystica.livejournal.com
I live in Bukit Jalil on weekdays & Kepong on weekends. :)

Date: 2010-11-03 10:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Ahh... So you study there? ^^ sorry if I seem too nosy... I've just recently started using LJ on a serious level, so everything and everyone here is still new to me... Somewhat...

Date: 2010-11-05 02:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stjoan4eva.livejournal.com
*flails wildly at you*

There are many, many sections I want to quote back as loving, but that would be a waste of space since it would be so long.

So I guess all I can do is flail wildly in your general direction, thank you profusely for posting this, and save it to my memories.

I never would have even *considered* this pairing. What a rare and lovely treat. ^_^

Date: 2010-11-05 06:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
/tackleshugsglompsyou

Siwon/Jinki is a pairing I has contemplated writing when I started falling in love with SHInee and Super Junior, but I'd wanted to wait till I was real confident (somewhat) with what I wrote before attempting it.

Lol! xD *bows* Thanks for the mem! It's an honor, really... ♥

Date: 2010-11-06 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yunho.livejournal.com
Omg I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to this fic but babe this was amazing! I can't even pick a favorite, I love them all!!

I know I'm late and all but yeah this week has been shitty too and man, this was just what I needed!

The little mpreg one made me so happy, actually I lied above, 'Gang' is definitely my favorite, mmhm! ♥

ily /clings/ ♥ ♦

Date: 2010-11-07 02:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Oh haayyyy~~

I'm glad you liked it and that this ended up in the pile of good things for you :DD Makes me real happy to know that. Don't worry about being late and all that because I really don't mind and it's always good to hear/see you...

I'm thinking about doing an mpreg fic for the Kpop fandom, but I don't think... I can pull it off here. Not just yet anyways... ^^ But yeah...

I was actually really scared about Gang being seen as too graphic and violent so I'm real glad it's your favourite! ^^ How's your NaNoWriMo thing coming along?

ily2~ bogoshipoyo... /snuggles

Date: 2011-01-28 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jinkibumiminho.livejournal.com
Never in a million years pictured this pairing, but I'll go for anything Onew.

Family and Roman were my faves. All of them are lovely!

Date: 2011-01-29 07:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Ahh... So you're Onew biased then? :D Thank you for liking them! I have a thing for rare-pairings, so yeah... /shuffle shuffle/

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