Jonghyun Ch. 2 [R]
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Title: Jonghyun
Pairing: Jongkey
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Comedy
Length: Two shots
Summary: Kim Jonghyun still couldn’t imagine someone would tap him on his shoulder, turning him around, calling him a “Bastard!” and got a punch on his face.
Truth to be told, the moment Taemin told him that someone named Jonghyun rejected him; Kibum felt his heart was breaking into pieces. Having a crush on someone named Jonghyun as well didn’t help it though.
Taemin said it nonchalantly; mumbling the words ‘I got rejected by Jonghyun’ as if he was telling him a joke while picking up at his nails. Kibum felt how his head suddenly went dizzy, how his fists gripped tightly, and how disappointment washed over him.
Never had he thought he would crush on someone as cruel — to reject a cutie, bubbly boy like Taemin — as Jonghyun.
But, oops. Fate said different.
Turned out that ‘this Jonghyun’ and ‘that Jonghyun’ were different. Kibum felt relief washed his chest, but, hey, he punched someone! Moreover it was his crush!
Kibum knew his crush wouldn’t be that cruel. He was someone that Almighty Kibum liked, duh. But then, this Jonghyun knew Taemin. Then?
Oh, hey, there was nothing going on between Jonghyun and Taemin. Kibum fist-pumped silently when he was waiting for the cup of latte on the counter. He felt a waiter was staring at him, but Kibum chose to ignore him. Just let Kibum celebrated this victory, alone.
And then, Taemin told him to keep Jonghyun company. At that moment, Kibum grew into a spluttering mess. He knew from the very first time he had his first crush on middle school, he would be like a melting candy under the hot temperature of the sun when he was told to be with his crush for more than ten minutes.
Jonghyun was so dazzling, Kibum swore. He had been watching Jonghyun from afar for all a year in the college, debating with himself whether he should come up at him, said ‘hi’, be his friend, and then maybe there would be romance grow between them. But, it was a year already, and Kibum would never imagine that he would come up to his crush with a curse and a punch.
Jonghyun stared at him like a cute, little puppy (the way Kibum described him usually) and then held onto his shoulder casually, as if they were old friends. Oh-ho, his heart was thumping so fast, so fast that he even considered calling his uncle who owned a hospital for a special check-up. Jonghyun held onto his wrist, pulling him into the bus and they settled silently.
And then, there was that moment. Oh God, Kibum blushed again.
That shitty bus had to make a sudden stop, complete with the screeching sound of the brake pedal, and puff. Kibum lost his first kiss. Jonghyun’s lips were so soft, so sweet, so plump, more than he imagined (hey, not like he imagined it before! No! No!).
But then Jonghyun said it was an accident, well, Kibum couldn’t deny it. It really was an accident, but he felt a certain pain in his chest, making him hard to breath and then he just stared down on his yellow sneakers, as if they were the most interesting shoes in the world, more than Cinderella’s glass slippers.
The pang was gone though; the moment Jonghyun walked him to his home. He shyly walked beside Jonghyun who was silent all the way, and when he announced that they were arrived, Jonghyun sent him a killing-shining smile again. He was kind of sad that they were going to separate at that very moment, but just by looking at Jonghyun’s smile was enough.
But, but, Jonghyun decided to not cutting their line of fate there by asking him out for a date. Plus, a quick kiss on the corner of his lips. Kibum felt like crying. His second kiss was happening in a day together with his first kiss.
He was going to thank Taemin for real. Maybe like buying him a truck of banana milks.
Glancing at the clock from the cupboard, Kibum whimpered. Oh gosh, he had been standing in front of the cupboard for four hours. It was eight now, meant Kibum had been up from his sleepless-sleep at four. And he still couldn’t find something to wear.
He was the Almighty Kibum for God’s sake! Why would fashion become his problem?
But it did.
The moment Kibum wanted to cry, his phone rang its Girls’ Generation Mr.Mr. ringtone and Kibum thanked the God for making Taemin to be the caller.
“Taemin-ah!”
“Hey, hyung, morning to you, too.”
“Y-You... You have to help me!”
“Wait, let me guess. You are picking out clothes for your date with Jonghyun hyung, right? Am I right?”
“Yes, I am b-but it—how do you know that?!”Kibum shrieked in pure surprise and horror.
Taemin let out his evil laugh, Kibum could picture him with this shit-eating grin on his face, fingers holding his chin in a cocky way. “Lee Taemin knows everything!”
“Seriously, Taemin! I-I, I don’t know what should I wear!!!”
“This is the first time I hear that forbidden words. It’s not going to rain, right?” joked Taemin seriously. Kibum hissed under his breath and held himself from cursing the younger, not wanting him to leave him alone in this desperation.
“Taemin-ah, I’m being serious here. I... I don’t—”
“I’m coming in five minutes.” And the call was ended. Kibum sighed in relief, hurrying to the kitchen to prepare a small box containing his banana milk stock for the next week.
Taemin came fast, right in five minutes, bringing his unique shirt which he had never got the chance to wear yet (since he was too skinny to fit into that shirt). He pushed past Kibum at the door, making himself comfortable in someone else’s house and began to break through Kibum’s wardrobe. Kibum stood still on the door to his bedroom; teeth biting down his lip at the sight of Taemin destroying his dearest neat wardrobe and made a mental note to rearrange it later after the supposedly-went-well date.
“Put this on, this, and then put on your usual kohl.”
“T-This? What kind of shirt is this, Taemin-ah?!”
Taemin sighed, eyebrow lifted in fake annoyance, “Don’t you believe in me?”
“Y-Yeah—”
“Then go change! You wouldn’t want to make Jonghyun hyung wait, wouldn’t you?”
Kibum obediently nodded and stripped from his blouse, having difficulties with putting the weird shirt on. Seriously, how could Taemin have this kind of shirt? The shirt was way too tight, without sleeves at all, and a certain big hole on the back. Kibum shivered, thinking how cold it would be if he had to take off his coat later.
He slipped into his tight maroon-leather pants that Taemin handed to him and then sat down in front of his make-up mirror, applying bb cream and any other make-up, before finally picking up the kohl and began to apply it around his eyes. “Like this?” he asked Taemin and the younger simply nodded with a wide grin.
Kibum began to have this confidence and he styled his hair into this messy style; he was sure he looked sexy as hell. Ten minutes left until ten and Taemin dragged his lazy ass to the kitchen. “Taemin-ah, the milks are yours!” Kibum shouted from his bedroom, smiling when he heard the happy squeal from Taemin.
“Hey, do you think this date would go well?” asked Kibum nervously while fiddling with the hem of his coat. Taemin hummed, eyes never leaving the TV, lips sipping the milk. Kibum sighed and once again checked his appearance on the mirror.
The bell to his house rang and Kibum jumped on his spot. Taemin grinned at him and walked over to open the door, greeting Jonghyun. “Hey, hyung!”
“Hey, Taemin! Is Kibum ready?”
“Yeah, more than ready. Wait, I need to give you something,” and he rummaged into his pocket, tongue sticking out in concentration before handing the small thing in his fist to Jonghyun’s opened palm. Jonghyun grinned at the small package which was such a usual thing in his life; condom. “Who knows you need it,” said Taemin nonchalantly.
“Kibum hyung is such a shy little kitten so you have to do every move. I’ll be staying here tonight and I don’t want to see you walking him back here. Take him to yours instead.”
Jonghyun scoffed and hummed. Taemin shouted for Kibum’s name loudly from the door, before he sighed and reentered the house, practically pulling Kibum from the couch which he was hugging so tight.
Kibum felt Jonghyun’s hungry stare as he was presented on the door. Taemin pushed his back roughly, sending him stumble forward and bumped his nose on Jonghyun’s soft chest, before slamming the door of his house right in front of his face. “Have fun!”
Jonghyun grinned, hands holding onto Kibum’s arms and smiled brightly. “Should we go now?”
Kibum felt his face had turned into a permanent red by now. Jonghyun kept holding onto his shoulder, pulling him closer in each second and Kibum felt like his knew had grown week only in thirty minutes.
Jonghyun took him to the shopping center, insisting on buying him things to spoil him. Kibum could only nod and let his self being dragged away from one shop to another shop, only to hold onto the different bags of things from each shop. Jonghyun surely knew how to spoil him. Maybe Taemin told him beforehand.
He was in a small cubicle to try this certain shirt that Jonghyun picked for him. It was a leather shirt and weirdly, it had zipper on the back. He couldn’t reach the zipper and with so many difficulties, he gave up.
“U-Um, Jonghyun?” called Kibum from inside.
“Yeah?”
“C-Could you give me a hand? It’s kind of hard to try this one...”
And Jonghyun easily opened the cubicle door, squeezing himself in behind Kibum. He settled himself, pressing his chest against Kibum’s still-bare back. Kibum felt like fainting; his eyes closed and he pressed himself closer to the mirror in front of him to give Jonghyun more space.
“This zipper?” asked Jonghyun and Kibum jolted up in surprise to find the husky voice was right beside his sensitive ear, moreover his warm breath was hitting his neck. Kibum merely nodded his head and felt Jonghyun grabbed the zipper, pulling it up to secure it tightly.
Oh, well. Jonghyun pressed a kiss on his nape. Kibum shivered.
“J-Jonghyun...?!”
“Ssh, don’t be so loud,” he whispered against Kibum’s neck. His lips were so cold against Kibum’s flushing skin and he held back a whimper, when Jonghyun sneakily pressed a peck on his ear. His sensitive ear.
“This shirt looks good on you... Get changed and let’s go for lunch, okay?”
Kibum hummed nervously, hands gripping onto his pants and he silently gasped when Jonghyun squeezed his hips.
Once Jonghyun got out from the cubicle, Kibum was left with hot body and cold around him.
The lunch was fun. They ordered pasta and they sat side to side, thighs simply touching for a simple skin ship. Jonghyun joked all the time and Kibum was laughing happily, not to mention that Jonghyun put his arm around his waist, pulling him closer on each joke until their ordered pasta came.
Kibum was eating this tomato pasta, when suddenly a hand was holding onto his chin. He turned his head, or more likely his head was turned around, and was greeted by a soft lick on the corner of his lips. “You have something on your lips, silly.”
Kibum bit down on his fork, mumbling the weak ‘thank you’ while Jonghyun happily grinned. He stole some pasta from Kibum’s plate and insisted on sipping Kibum’s drink, making Kibum thought that they shared an indirect kiss. And he blushed on that thought.
Jonghyun pulled him out from the restaurant, hand finally holding onto his. Kibum avoided his stare, eyes looking nowhere but Jonghyun. Their walk then was continued on the biggest park on the town. Jonghyun hadn’t let his hand go and Kibum began to think whether his hand was slippery or not, since he was sweating so much right now.
“Kibum, you sweat a lot. Is it hot? Maybe you should take off your coat.”
“N-No, it’s fine!” There was no way Kibum would take his coat off and revealed his sleeveless shirt. No fucking way.
Jonghyun hummed at his answer. He told Kibum many stories; his childhood stories, his first meeting with Taemin, his friend Minho who had a crush on Taemin, his super clumsy cousin Jinki, and many more.
The sun began to set down and their shadows were becoming clearer as they walked, trailing soundlessly behind them. Kibum still had his hand in Jonghyun’s, not having any intention to pull it away.
The walk around the park was surely taking their time. Jonghyun spoke an idea to sit on the bench beside the fountain, just to give more romantic feeling. Kibum obediently nodded, teeth digging down his lower lip as to hold back his smile. Jonghyun grinned at him, hand squeezing his comfortably before pulling him to the direction of the brown wooden bench.
“Say, Kibum-ah,”
“Yes?”
“Do you like me?” asked Jonghyun bluntly and he swore that the flush on Kibum’s face was such a precious sight. Kibum stuttered, fiddling with his fingers, eyes dangerously moving here and there. Jonghyun simply gave him a squeeze to their intertwined hands and Kibum dared himself to let out a soft mumble ‘yes’.
“Yes? Like, like me? For real?”
“...mm...”
“Good, because I like you, too.”
At that, Kibum snapped his head to stare at Jonghyun ridiculously, gasping when he found Jonghyun’s face was only slightly away from him. He whimpered lowly, redness crawling up his face and he moved back to keep a gap. But Jonghyun wouldn’t let him though.
He simply held Kibum by his waist, their chests touching and smiled warmly at the younger boy. “Do you know what I like from you, Kibum-ah?”
Kibum remained silent, too stunned to even think an answer. Jonghyun hummed, hand letting Kibum’s go before it settled up to tuck the bangs behind Kibum’s ear. “I like the way you smile, even though you often hide it with biting onto your lip,” said Jonghyun while dragging his thumb over Kibum’s abused lower lip. He then ran his eyes up to stare into Kibum’s feline ones, before continuing, “And then I like to tease you, because then you would blush so red and your cheeks would go pink and sometimes they would show the cute dimples.” And Jonghyun leaned over to press the softest kiss ever against Kibum’s pink cheeks, one by one.
“And do you know what I like the most?”
Kibum shook his head; tears were gathering in his lids since he felt this was too much. He couldn’t breathe properly, having his crush confessing with this cheesy way, having him this close, oh God.
“I like you and I like staring at your lips, imagining how soft they would when I kiss them.”
At this, Kibum was having a mental breakdown. He whimpered, fingers curling onto Jonghyun’s jacket. Oh, it was so, so romantic. The sun set down and the sky was turning into this red-orange-yellow-grey color. It was so fucking romantic. And Kibum was a sucker for romantic things.
“So... I want to kiss you now.”
And kiss he did.
Kibum felt how his body shivered from anticipation and excitement. Jonghyun’s lips flushed against his, and oh God, oh God, they were so soft, so sweet. His teary eyes fell shut and Kibum let himself relaxed in Jonghyun’s embrace.
Jonghyun was holding his cheeks; his warm-large palms were holding his head in place so he could kiss his deeper; not like Kibum would move away though. It was like Jonghyun had this control over Kibum.
And when Jonghyun softly nibbled on his lip, Kibum whimpered, not knowing what to do, since this was literally his real first kiss. And it was from his crush. Kibum couldn’t be any happier.
Five minutes or maybe more—Kibum lost count already—passed before Jonghyun slowly leaned back from the sweet kiss, eyes running up and down on Kibum’s flushed, adorable face. A smile, wide smile crept upon his plump lips as he cradled Kibum’s face into his palms.
“Be my boyfriend?” he asked softly. Kibum smiled, his dimples were showing off and he nodded his head. “Yes, yes, oh God, yes.”
Maybe agreeing to be someone’s boyfriend after only one date wasn’t a really good idea. But Kibum really, really couldn’t reject his crush’s confession though. They ended up walking back into Jonghyun’s house (much to Jonghyun’s insist), hands holding tightly and sharing some shy smiles along the way.
But now, Kibum felt different.
He found himself being pinned against the wall in Jonghyun’s dark house, lips abused in such an eager way, fingers entangled in between Jonghyun’s spike hair. He had lost count on how many kissed he had had in one day already but he could care less. Not when Jonghyun was so deliciously pressing their lips together as if his life was depended on it.
Kibum felt his self being pulled away from the wall, an arm holding his waist possessively. Jonghyun dragged him across the living room, bumping onto some things and Kibum swore he heard some things were falling down behind them. He just hoped they weren’t made from glass.
Another door was opened and he was thrown into the room, lips quickly ravished again by the same person. Jonghyun was such a greedy man, Kibum concluded. He felt movement; Jonghyun was taking off his own jacket, throwing it carelessly on the carpeted ground, before those hands were peeling Kibum off from his coat. He shivered, suddenly aware that he was wearing Taemin’s weird shirt.
Jonghyun pushed him down and Kibum closed his eyes, expecting himself to land on something hard and break some bones, but, no, he landed on the soft, fluffy surface and he concluded it was Jonghyun’s bed from the scent it had. Jonghyun’s lips were moving down, leaving his swollen lips to his neck, and tracing the soft skin inch by inch. Kibum squeezed his eyes tightly; breath became ragged as Jonghyun’s hands were rubbing his sides, one of them moving backwards to touch him more.
“Kibum, your shirt...”
Jonghyun touched the part where the shirt was having a hole and Kibum shivered at the direct contact of Jonghyun’s fingertips with his skin. Jonghyun growled, lips pressing hard at Kibum’s throat as the suppressed voice was heard. This was really turning him on.
He slipped a hand under the shirt, caressing Kibum’s fair stomach and liking at how the other tensed under his touch. He simply ripped his own t-shirt over his head, before ridding Kibum off from the arousing shirt. Oh damn, even in the darkness, Kibum looked so fuckable. He dived down, teeth closing over one of Kibum’s nipples, pulling a weak shriek from the boy underneath him.
His hands were pressing down on every part, every inch of Kibum’s skin that he could find, before settling on the belt that Kibum was wearing. He groaned; Kibum was wearing such a tight pants. How in the earth could he pull it off?
“Shit,” cursed Jonghyun as he harshly pulled Kibum’s pants in one go, earning a squeak from the younger boy. Oh, Kibum’s underwear was gone too along the process. Jonghyun raked his eyes up and down, taking the sight of naked-bare-delicious-weak Kibum on his bed.
“Oh, Kibum, fuck.”
His tongue protruded out from his mouth, licking the expanse on Kibum’s neck, down to his chest, and tracing the slight muscles on Kibum’s abdomen. The younger boy shuddered, weak voices leaving his lips, and Jonghyun wanted to hear more. Oh, he was going to have it with his way.
Kibum’s hands searched for something that they could find to hold on, and the thing was Jonghyun’s strong shoulder. Oh, God. It was his first time to touch someone’s bare skin. And damn, Jonghyun’s body was hot.
His back arched beautifully when Jonghyun dragged those delicious plump lips along his hipbone, biting like a little puppy he was, before he nuzzled on Kibum’s soft thighs, pressing butterfly kisses on the smooth skin. He loved smooth skin. And Kibum had it.
Sucking hard, Jonghyun made sure to hear that delicious hoarse moan from Kibum, even though it was choked. But hell, everything from Kibum aroused him more and more. His fingers made contact with Kibum’s semi-hard cock, and the younger boy whined in surprise. Jonghyun teasingly stuck out his tongue, dragging the wet muscle along the slit of Kibum’s cock and even it tasted so nice. Damn it.
“Fuck,” and Jonghyun took the pink head into his mouth, giving some trying suck only to watch Kibum’s expression. His eyes were glued on Kibum’s pleasured face, head trashing left and right as Jonghyun continued to swallow him more and more until the tip was hitting the back of his throat.
Kibum felt his head was spinning, so dizzy with all of the sudden pleasure. They were so good, the feelings he had never had before. Jonghyun was sucking his cock wasn’t the image he had ever imagine for a year of crushing on him. And he swore that Jonghyun’s hands were so nice on him. They were rubbing his thighs up and down, giving his balls the slight pinch, massaging his hipbones, leaving Kibum breathless on the bed, fingers curling painfully on Jonghyun’s shoulder.
“O-Oh!”
Jonghyun felt Kibum’s cock twitched in his mouth and he even could smirk against it. He fastened his suck, pulling the nice high-pitched sound from Kibum. His hands were leaving Kibum’s body, went down between his legs to unbuckle his own pants. The pants were leaving him, coldly forgotten on the other side of the room, as Jonghyun rubbed his own cock, bringing it to life just by watching Kibum trashing around like this.
Kibum moaned, nails scratching weakly on his golden shoulder, and Jonghyun gave all his ability to suck, until finally the younger boy exploded in his mouth. Jonghyun swallowed the liquid, sucking the head of Kibum’s cock while hearing the heavy breathing of the younger boy. He simply smirked and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, making sure that Kibum watched him.
“So delicious, even like this.”
Kibum stared, just stared since his soul still wasn’t back fully. His half-lidded teary eyes were trying to focus on Jonghyun, and it was so hard to do so. He just could see the silhouette of Jonghyun hovering over him, of Jonghyun’s handsome face leaning to his, and finally of Jonghyun’s lips pressed against his.
Jonghyun kissed his lips softly, hot breathing hitting his nose and he felt Jonghyun smiled against his mouth. “I need you to turn around, Kibummie.”
Kibum shuddered, eyes still blurred from the previous orgasm. He wanted to comply with Jonghyun’s request, but he got no strength to even move a single muscle. Jonghyun smiled amusedly, one arm holding Kibum around his waist and turned him around, back against his chest.
“This will hurt a bit, so, bear with it, baby.”
Jonghyun lapped his fingers with his own saliva before gently rubbing the opening of Kibum’s pinkish entrance. Kibum jolted, fingers finding their way to grip onto the bed sheet. He felt Jonghyun rearranged his weak body on top of his lap before pushing a finger in. Kibum breathed out, body went tense.
Jonghyun sucked in his breath. Gosh, Kibum was so, so fucking tight. He wanted so bad to bury himself in that tight-hot space. Kibum trembled on his lap and Jonghyun leaned, pressing kisses after kisses along his long neck. “Relax, baby,”
Kibum tried. He did try to relax but oh gosh, Jonghyun’s fingers curled left and right, tickling his insides weirdly. He felt the sudden push and felt Jonghyun’s another finger into him. He whimpered, head rolling back to rest on Jonghyun’s shoulder as he breathed in and out.
Jonghyun turned his head, lips finding their way to kiss Kibum, tongues meeting in the middle. Kibum moaned into his mouth, concentration focused on the kiss and not really realizing that Jonghyun had pushed a new finger until they rubbed a bit stronger. He gasped, hips trembled and Jonghyun whispered the hot ‘it’s okay, baby’ into his ear.
Kibum nodded his head, the soft ‘Jonghyun’ leaving his mouth. Jonghyun smiled, liking the way his name sounded from Kibum. He thrust his fingers a bit faster, Kibum mewling sensually at the sensation. His cock hardened, so hard that he finally pulled his fingers out.
“I can’t hold it anymore, fuck.”
He grabbed onto Kibum’s hips, one hand guiding his spit-coated cock towards the reddening hole. Kibum closed his eyes, heart thumping painfully and his feline eyes shot open when he felt the sudden heavy push.
“Oh, God!!”
A loud groan was heard and Jonghyun closed his eyes. Fuck, Kibum was so tight. It felt so delicious. Kibum moaned, moaned so weak yet so sexy that Jonghyun wanted to keep entering that tight space.
“Kibum, Kibum, oh fuck.”
“A-Ah! J-Jonghyun!!”
Jonghyun wasted no time to begin thrusting once he was fully inside. Kibum gasped on each thrust; the feeling was overwhelming, the mix of unbearable pain and the new-found pleasure.
“Jonghyun—o-oh God, Jonghyun!”
Jonghyun smirked, his libido was so high and he wanted nothing but fucked Kibum onto the bed. And so he did. He pulled out, hearing the soft whine from Kibum before he turned the younger boy onto his back. One hand pushed Kibum’s knee up onto his chest, while the other hand spread Kibum’s other leg wide aside. And Kibum felt so exposed.
He reentered the tight heat and his eyes rolled back. His hips moved in a circular motion, hearing Kibum’s melodic gasp and moan of “Oh God, oh God” continuously when the head of his cock was pounding against the pleasure spot in Kibum’s lithe body.
He felt how his cock was sliding in and out from the slick hole and fuck, the sight was so pretty. He could see clearly how Kibum’s reddening hole was twitching each time he was pushing in, squeezing his cock tightly. He growled at the sight, fuck, fuck, it felt so nice. Kibum was so tight and he could feel his dick enlarged aroused, spreading Kibum’s anal wider and earning another high-pitched squeal from Kibum. He made sure to keep abusing that spot which making Kibum screamed so loud.
“My name, Kibum. Scream my name.”
“Jonghyun... Ah, Jonghyun! J-Jonghyun!!”
He humped his hips forward; cock went deeper into Kibum until he could feel his balls pressed against Kibum’s soft ass cheeks. Damn, he liked this boy.
Leaning down for a sloppy kiss, Jonghyun grinned at the sight of Kibum’s flushed sweaty face. “Kibum, you are sucking me in so deep.”
Kibum whimpered at the filthy words, cheeks turning pink and he opened his mouth when Jonghyun’s tongue was poking the part between his lips. They kissed, Kibum didn’t count the minutes this time, only kissing and changing saliva in the process. It was all so hot and erotic, if he could say.
Jonghyun fastened the pace, hips starting to get numb and he felt the urgent need to release. His hand went down to stroke Kibum’s leaking cock, hearing Kibum’s breath gasps along the way.
“I’m going to come deep into you, Kibummie. So deep that you could feel it in your stomach.”
Kibum whimpered; back arching and he shot the white string of ribbon across his belly, mouth opening in a loud scream of “Jonghyun!”Jonghyun chuckled, hips stilling as he finally spurted his cum into the depth of heat. Kibum moaned as Jonghyun filled him.
“Oh, fuck, I forgot the condom Taemin gave me.”
Kibum giggled weakly, arms hugging Jonghyun’s body which was pressed on top of him now. His eyes dropped, drowsiness slowly coming to him and his breathing started to even out. Jonghyun watched his little boyfriend began to still into sleep. He kissed Kibum’s heart-shaped lips softly, smiling at the way Kibum smiled like a little kitten.
“Jonghyun...”
“Mm?”
“Jonghyun... I love you, Jonghyun. Jonghyun, Jonghyun...”
“And now you want to keep calling my name, huh?”
Jonghyun: a hundred and fifty—oh, wait. I don’t need to count anymore. He is mine already.
A/N: And, hahaha it happened that way.......... I'm so sorry for the fail comedy and all but finally I could get this idea out of my head! lol This idea was bugging me even when I was studying for my exam! I had no choice but to write it down and then this happened lmao XDD cut that out!
Okay, so, we have the pervy Jonghyun here.............
It was fun to write plot like this so expect more in the future because I'm planning to write more ! lol xD Thank you so much for reading this, I hope you can support me also in the near future with my other upcoming stories of SHINee! Thank you so much and have a nice day! See you next time, dream girls!
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Date: 2014-04-25 04:44 pm (UTC)Anyways, this was perfect and hot and adorable and god damn! I wish I had a Jonghyun right now haha.
Thanks for updating and for a lovely 2-shot. :)!
I will keep watching for any updates or new stuff from you.
Xx L xX
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Date: 2014-05-10 09:57 am (UTC)yes, i also wish for a Jonghyun to be with me lol, i do it everyday xD
thank you so much for reading, i hope you wouldn't get bored to stick with me in the near future~ ^^
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Date: 2014-04-26 01:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-10 09:58 am (UTC)i'll do my best to give more and more upgraded stories for you all^^
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Date: 2014-04-27 09:36 am (UTC)I can imagine Taemin smile when Key didnât return to home at night ewe
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Date: 2014-05-10 09:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-01 06:40 am (UTC)Srsly though, daam that smut was hot XD.
And oh Taemin XD.
To be completely honest this wasn't the "best fic ever" in my opinion, however that doesn't mean it can't be! Keep on writing and I can't wait to see what you write in the future c:.
And also btw that key gif with Jjong in the bg is simply amazing
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Date: 2014-05-10 10:01 am (UTC)well, this is my first try with this kind of plot, so, yeah, i dont expect this to be that good though 8D
thanks for reading :3
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Date: 2014-05-10 06:32 pm (UTC)