Worthy (Sequel to The Way I Saw It) Part 2

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Title: Worthy (Sequel to The Way I Saw It)

Pairing: Jongkey

Genre: Romance, Angst, Fluff

Length: Oneshot

Summary: There were two different persons; with two different personalities. There were also heartbreaks and misunderstandings, but in the end, everything was worthy enough.

Attention: This is 11+K words so maybe it can be said 'monster-oneshot'(?) I don't know, enjoy!

Picture credits to Google

Previous: Part 1

Kibum sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. His co-worker Donghyun was being an asshole and never stopped bugging him. He made it clear that he had no interest in him yet he kept on pestering him.

Why did he have to bring Jonghyun’s name in this? That bastard.

He had no choice rather than to lie and said those words about Jonghyun. He knew that people like Donghyun would back off once he said that kind of words.

Truth to be told, Kibum knew that his feelings for Jonghyun had changed. From this annoying, disturbing man, Jonghyun had come up to be this sweet, wonderful man that was in Kibum’s criteria for being an ideal man. He just had to make sure a bit more that Jonghyun was the right person.

But he wondered. He didn’t see Jonghyun coming today. Maybe he was busy? Oh, maybe he was preparing for another group comeback? Yeah, he might be.

Kibum frowned when he remembered that tomorrow would be his day off. The thought of not seeing Jonghyun hit him but then he shrugged, thinking that maybe Jonghyun would come to his house, being the same stubborn man he was.

But, boy, he was wrong.

He waited and waited for two days of his day off but Jonghyun was nowhere to be found knocking his door. He thought of asking Minho but Kibum felt his pride was floating high. He was not that kind of man.

He was back into work in no time and the first thing that he wanted to find was Jonghyun’s stupid grin. Kibum frowned when he didn’t see anything and shrugged, walking towards the locker room to put his bag down. But then he found Minho, staring blankly into his locker, so he walked towards him.

Why was he staring at a bouquet of flowers? Moreover, they were wilted?

He tapped Minho on his shoulder and asked, “What are you doing, Minho? What’s that?”

“H-Hey, Kibum hyung,” answered Minho hesitantly. Why? What was wrong? Minho didn’t seem that good. Kibum ran his eyes around, seeking for Jonghyun and decided that it would be wise to ask him. “Hey, Minho, well, I don’t see...your friend?”

He didn’t expect that Minho would snap at him. He was truly did not expecting that.

“Are you done with this shit?”

Kibum gaped at him and frowned. “What are you talking about...?”

Minho simply glared. “I knew you don’t think him as someone worth your time. Why even bother to see him, huh?!”

They were the words that he spoke to that bastard co-worker of his... Kibum had his eyes widened, mouth opening and closing as he lost his words. Minho knew? “...y-you heard it?”

“Yeah...so did him.”

Him? Him who? Who would be listening to that as well? Him wouldn’t be—

Kibum gasped and his face paled, “J-Jonghyun too...?”

Minho chuckled bitterly and got closer to him, “Yeah. It was such a great thing that he didn’t go with his confession since you are way too good for him, don’t you think so?”

Kibum gripped onto his arm and he could feel himself trembling. This was not what supposed to be happened. “H-How... What do y-you—”

“He was going to confess. But then you ruined everything so perfectly with your beautiful speech, thank you very much.” Minho emphasized every word with clear venom and Kibum felt his heart thumped so fast.

So, Jonghyun heard... He heard him saying those cruel lies.

Minho dumped the bouquet of flowers and one particular box into his hands. “And they were supposed to be yours from three days ago.”

From three days ago... Was that why Jonghyun didn’t come to his house? Was he avoiding him?

Minho walked away angrily, leaving Kibum staring blankly but then he knew that he had to explain this. He ran towards Minho, grabbing his arm tightly to prevent him from walking away. “M-Minho, I didn’t mean it! I-I was just saying that to make Donghyun stop talking! I-I didn’t—”

“And why are you saying this to me? You should say this to him!” barked Minho in front of his face and Kibum knew that he was right. He should have explained this to Jonghyun.

He bit his lip and stared at the wilted tulips, and then stopped at the blue velvet box. He shakily opened it and there was a card in it.

‘It took me a long time to do this but then I decided to confess. I fell in love with you, too deep already. Would you be mine?’



There was a necklace in the box, a beautiful necklace. Kibum felt his heart clenched in pain as he stared at the beautiful star-shaped necklace. Jonghyun was going to give him this.

“T-This is...”



***



Jonghyun stared at the busy sight of the international airport, sighing as he thought over his decision. Was it wide for him to do this?

Minho. He still didn’t know about his decision. He should call him, at least to tell him before he went away.

“Hyung?” Minho answered the call confusedly.

“Hey, Minho. How are you doing?” greeted Jonghyun with a cheerful voice.

“Jonghyun hyung, I haven’t seen you for a while. Where were you?”Kibum’s head snapped up when he heard Jonghyun’s name came out from Minho’s mouth. Was it Jonghyun?

“I was just around. Look, Minho, I... There’s something that I have to tell you. I got an offer from my company to move to Paris and... I accepted it,” said Jonghyun with a low sigh and he could guess that Minho was surprised with his sudden news.

“What? Hyung, you are not serious, right?” Minho exclaimed with horror on his face and Kibum felt like his heart sank down. What? What happened with Jonghyun?

Jonghyun chuckled and smiled sadly. “I’m serious, Minho. I’m sorry that I haven’t been able to tell you sooner but I was packing for a few days and—”

“Packing? Hyung, when—” What was it? What was it with packing? What was Minho talking about?

“It’s today, Minho. I’m sorry about that.” He said the news with a sigh and he heard how Minho was so shocked, “Hyung!”

“The sooner is better. I’m needed in the company branch in Paris so I think it would be the best if I could go as soon as possible. Say, Minho, you will take care of yourself, right?” He tried to argue with Minho.

“Hyung, why are you saying like that?” What did Jonghyun say? Why was Minho’s face looked like that?

Jonghyun chuckled and sighed slowly. “I hope you take care of yourself, Minho. You are my favorite dongseng, you know. I... I will tell you everything that you still don’t know later, but not now. I’m not ready.” Yes, he was not ready to tell Minho about his heart-breaking story. He didn’t want Minho to blame Kibum.

“Hyung, when is...?” asked Minho slowly and Jonghyun smiled sadly.

“In ten minutes. I’ll get into the plane in ten minutes. I think this will be the last time we talk, Minho. I’m not sure when I will be back to Korea but I’m sure you can wait for your favorite hyung, right?”

“Hyung, I’m going there!” Where did Minho want to go? Why did he want to go?

“No, no need, Minho. You won’t make it. Just, take care of yourself and...” Jonghyun sighed before continuing, “can you tell something to... Kibum?”

He didn’t think he could tell Kibum directly. He was still so hurt from his words.

“W-What is it, hyung?” Minho stared at the man who was still gripping onto his arm.

Kibum stared as Minho put the phone over his ear and he was about to say something if Minho didn’t cover his mouth from talking.

Jonghyun took a deep breath and then he spoke, “Tell Kibum that it was such a great opportunity to know him and... he was such a great friend. Tell him that I’m sorry for all the disturbance and annoyance that I caused for him and... goodbye. Just don’t tell him anything about my feeling, Minho.”

Kibum had one tear rolled down his cheek and Jonghyun’s words were repeating in his head. Where? Where was Jonghyun going? Why was he saying things like that? Like... separation?

“I will, hyung. I will make sure he hears everything clearly as you want,” said Minho while staring at Kibum’s troubled face.

“It’s time, Minho. I’ll see you soon later. I will miss you a lot, dongseng.”

“Me too, hyung. Take care. Call me a lot, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, sure,” laughed Jonghyun and hang up the call. He sighed and stood up; hearing the call echoing in the airport, telling him that his flight was soon.



Kibum stared blankly at the ground and he heard Minho sighed.

“W-Where... Where is he going? What is he talking about? Why is he saying goodbye?”

“He moved away. To Paris,” said Minho silently and Kibum felt his whole body trembled. He clutched onto Minho’s arm, by now the tears were scrolling down his face. “W-Why is he going? Why?”

“His job moved him there... and you.”

“M-Me?” His heart was thumping so hard that it hurt.

“You said you wanted him to get away from you, right? You said he was so annoying and man like him only wanted your ass and didn’t know when to stop, right?” Minho scolded him with so much anger in his voice. Kibum gaped, feeling another roll of his fresh tears on his cheeks.

“I... I—”

Minho yanked his arm away. “This is what I hate from you, Kibum hyung. You hated those people that used you. They left after they hurt you, but now... he left after you hurt him.”

Did I? Did I hurt him? Did I break his heart?

“W-When does he—”

“Now. His plane is taking off right now.”

And Minho walked away, leaving him alone in his misery.

Kibum gripped onto the flowers and the box, sniffing as his tears were not listening to his order to stop rolling. “I haven’t told him that I like him too...” whispered Kibum weakly, blurred eyes locked onto the necklace.



***



Kibum locked himself in his house, refusing to move from his bed. He cried so hard when he remembered what he had said to Jonghyun and what Jonghyun had heard him saying.

He didn’t mean to say it like that. He was just saying that to get rid of people that he didn’t like. He was serious in liking Jonghyun, and when he was already sure about his feeling, Jonghyun was gone.

He ignored the calls from his co-worker and Minho for the whole first week, not having any energy to answer their questions. He knew Minho was so worried with him, coming to his house and knocking on the door continuously.

Kibum felt like losing the most important person in his life. He had the chance before but then he ignored it just because his own silly insecurity.

He wanted Jonghyun. He wanted to tell Jonghyun his feeling. He wanted to tell Jonghyun that he liked him... and maybe he had already loved him.

If.. If Jonghyun was no longer here... maybe Kibum could be the one to go to Jonghyun. If Jonghyun was following him around before, now it was the time for Kibum to do the same.



He got back to work after a few days and greeted Minho with a small smile. He answered all of Minho’s worried questions with simple words.

He needed to plan this. He packed his things necessary since he didn’t know how long would he be staying there, buying the plane ticket, getting ready but then he realized that he didn’t knew where Jonghyun was staying.

He had to ask Minho about it. Waiting against Minho’s locker, he lifted his head up when the door to the locker room was opened.

“Hyung?” called Minho. He smiled at the younger boy. “Hey, Minho. Can I ask you a favor?”

“What is it?”

“Can you... ask Jonghyun where he is living right now?” said Kibum silently while playing with his fingers. He could tell that Minho was surprised with his sudden request but only to Minho he could ask for help now.

“Why do you ask?”

Kibum took a deep breath before explaining, “I... I want to go there and clear everything. I took a month vacation to the boss and I booked a plane ticket for tomorrow’s schedule... Can you help me?”

He felt Minho’s gaze on him and he could see the corner of his lips was curved up into a small smile. “What do you feel for him, hyung?”

Kibum was taken aback at the question before a smile crept on his lips. He fiddled with his fingers and hummed, “I thought it was just a mere crush... but then I realized that it is too deep already.”

Yeah, he admitted it now.

Minho smiled so wide and took a step closer, standing in front of him, with Kibum staring weirdly at him. Minho hugged him in sincerity and Kibum felt himself smiling at his act. He embraced the taller boy back and pressed his face against his shoulder.

“Finally. It’s about the time, hyung. You should have done this from the very beginning. When I said he is a good man, he is. He would never hurt anyone.”

“But I hurt him already...” murmured Kibum against his shoulder. He felt Minho shook his head no. “He won’t say anything about it. He is just like that, golden heart. He will forgive you even though sometimes he just can’t accept something we do.”

Kibum smiled before sighing, “Do you think he will accept me, Minho? I mean, I did scare him away, right? I told him to get off and leave me the fuck alone.”

Minho hummed at his question, “You won’t know if you don’t try, right? If he rejects you this time... I’ll go there and kick some senses into his brain.”

Kibum chuckled and hummed. “Yeah, you sure have to. Thanks, Minho. I owe you a lot.”

Shaking his head no, Minho chuckled, “At least you are happy, hyung. You and Jonghyun hyung are my favorite hyungs and seeing you two happy together brings certain happiness to me.”

“Thanks, buddy.”



***



Jonghyun was in the middle of stuffing his mouth with his simple dinner when his phone rang. He grinned when he saw that the caller was Minho. Did this little dongseng of his was missing him?

“Hey, Minho!”

“Hyung, how are you?” greeted Minho with a wide smile.

Jonghyun grinned before stuffing his mouth with another spoon of kimchi fried rice. “I’m great! What about you, Minho? How’s life?”

“Fine, never been this great, hyung.”

“That’s good to hear! So, what’s up, Minho? Is it noon there?”

“Yeah. Are you eating now, hyung? I can hear your munching sounds,” teased Minho with a light laugh. Jonghyun grinned and hummed as the answer, continuing to joke around with Minho. They talked for a few more minutes before finally Minho broke the news.

“Hey, hyung, where do you live now?”

“Why are you asking? Are you going to visit me soon?” asked Jonghyun playfully before gulping down his juice. Minho laughed from the other line and murmured the playful, “Yeah, I will visit you soon.”

“For real, Minho?”

“Who knows I get the money one day and I’m going to visit you! You better wait for me and I will surprise you with my arrival!”

Jonghyun laughed and hummed, “Alright! I will wait for your arrival! I will text you my address later, okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Take care, hyung! Talk to you soon!”



Kibum had Minho driven him to the airport. He heard how Minho was blabbering the ‘good lucks’ to him repeatedly, and he smiled to himself. With one hand clutching onto a small piece of paper containing Jonghyun’s address in his coat pocket, Kibum made his way to Paris.

To meet Jonghyun.

“So, take care, hyung. Call me when you arrive there, okay? Don’t make me worry,” said Minho and Kibum felt his heart thumped in happiness. He laughed and he felt very relieved. He had never laughed this free since a few years ago.

“I will! Don’t worry too much, you will grow old faster!”

With a few more goodbyes, Kibum got into the plane, heart throbbing in nervousness at the thought of meeting Jonghyun in a few more hours.

Jonghyun, here I come.



***



Jonghyun did not expect that the early knocking on his door would lead him to see someone that he thought would never meet again.

There stood the love of his life, Kim Kibum, with this pretty smile of his.

“K-K-Kibum?!”

“Hey. You just woke up?” grinned Kibum while readjusting the strap of his backpack. Jonghyun dumbly nodded his head, mind still wondering and pondering about whether he woke up already or still deeply in his sleep.

Seeing his surprised face, Kibum chuckled before he laughed heartily. “So... can I come in?”

Jonghyun nodded his head with a loud ‘oh!’ before stepping aside; letting Kibum entered his new messy apartment. Kibum hummed, taking off his shoes while he ran his eyes here and there. He could feel Jonghyun’s burning gaze on the back of his head, and he smiled.

“K-Kibum, what are you doing here? I-I mean, how come you are here?”

With a smile, Kibum turned around to face him and sighed contently. “We need to talk.”

The older man tilted his head in confusion and Kibum had to chuckle at the adorable sight. “We have a lot to talk. Do you have time?”

“Y-Yeah?”

Jonghyun guided him to the small living room and told him to sit while he walked into the kitchen to get some juice. Kibum was his first guest ever since he moved here. The younger man fidgeted nervously, fingers fiddling with his jacket. When Jonghyun came back and gave him a glass of orange juice, he thanked him and smiled.

“What is it that you want to talk about? Do you come here alone? With Minho? Where’s he? Or do you come with someone else? Your... boyfriend...?”

Kibum chuckled at the tons of questions that Jonghyun threw at him, but his heart clenched at the last question as Jonghyun asked it very carefully. The topic was still fresh, I see.

“Okay, first, I came here alone. Minho is still safely in Korea, and I...don’t have a boyfriend. That is what I’m going to talk about.”

“Yes?” asked Jonghyun. He was sometimes this dumb that Kibum had to sigh.

“I... There’s this misunderstanding that I have to clear with you.”

“Mis...understanding?” asked Jonghyun again, dumbly. Kibum simply nodded his head and sighed. “I’m going to tell you a story and you better not cutting me in the midway. Okay?”

Jonghyun could only nod. Kibum could be pretty intimidating.

Then he told Jonghyun about his previous partners. He was this one cheerful boy, meeting lots of people and got tons of people confessing to him. Kibum knew he was attractive enough to turn everyone’s attention to him.

He got into a relationship with this one man and everything was going well. Until one day, Kibum found this man sleeping around with random women in his bed, in their bed. Spilling out the beans, the man was only after his ass. Nothing more. And they broke up.

His life kept on going after the breakup, before finally he met a new man. He was all sweet and nice, handsome and gentle, but then he was such a bastard in the end. Kibum said that the man was having a bet his friends about how he would be able to bed Kibum in a month. And they broke up.

Kibum felt this disappointment filling his heart with his fail relationships. In a few more months, he met this one man in one certain cafe and they got along well. He kept on pestering Kibum, calling him pretty and beautiful and all sweet things, but then he turned out to be this fucking bastard. He threatened to hit him if he resisted fucking with him. Kibum was sure that he could defend himself if he wanted, but Minho beat him up for him. And they broke up.

“I think... I have a bit trauma in being a relationship, that’ why I acted like that to you. I’m sorry about that.”

Jonghyun gripped onto his empty glass of orange juice, knuckles turned white as he heard about Kibum’s previous fail relationship with those bastards. He would never do that to Kibum. Never.

“And then Minho had also told me how he didn’t see anything good from those men. I didn’t believe him at all before, but then in the end turned out all of his words were true. They were dicks,” said Kibum with a light laugh.

Jonghyun remained silent, eyes locked onto his brown couch.

“I got a job in my current place and then there is someone named Donghyun. Minho warned me about how this man was no different from those before, and this time I believed him. Donghyun seemed to not know when to give up and he kept on pestering me, so I got annoyed with him. That was when you heard everything, right?” asked Kibum carefully.

Jonghyun stopped rotating his glass and froze. He glanced at Kibum for a second, before breaking a forced smile. “W-What are you talking about?”

Kibum sighed at his attempt of denying that, “I... know that you heard everything, Jonghyun. This is where I want to explain to you. I... I know that I said all of those things, but please, you have to hear me out. That Donghyun was bringing up your name and I didn’t like it. I really did not like him and I spoke like that. If I didn’t say that, I was afraid that he would come to you and made a mess, so... I had to say that. I didn’t mean it... about you. I swear.”

Jonghyun took a deep breath and cleared his throat awkwardly. “D-Do you want another glass? I have a lot,” said Jonghyun with a forced grin, before he stood up and walked away to the kitchen.

Kibum bit his lip and stood up as well, following the older man. “Jonghyun, you don’t believe me, right?”

Jonghyun stopped by the counter, putting the glass down. “No, I don’t.”

“I know that my words hurt you but you have to believe me. I mean—”

“What am I to you?” asked Jonghyun silently, still not facing him as he closed his eyes. He wanted to cry again.

“Am I really no one to you?”

Kibum sighed and took steps closer, stopping right behind him. He wrapped his arms around Jonghyun’s waist, face buried against his strong shoulder.

“I like you. I like you a lot. You are not a ‘no one’ to me.”

Jonghyun kept on silent and felt how Kibum’s hold around him was tightening in each second of his silence. He felt his heart was about to jump out from his chest. Having Kibum held him this close, even more, hearing that Kibum liked him were kind of like dream.

“...do you pity me now?” He had to make sure. Jonghyun just wanted to make sure. He didn’t want to feel insecure anymore.

Shaking his head no against Jonghyun’s shoulder, Kibum sighed. “No. I thought I was locking myself in my own insecurity. But then you came along. You showed me everything that I asked for, and I was really thankful about that. I guess... I can say that... I love you now.”

Jonghyun smiled, one tear slipped from the corner of his eye. He took a deep breath before turning around in one swift move, enveloping Kibum in a tight embrace. Kibum was taken aback at his sudden act but then he laughed.

“Kibum, you don’t know how that means a lot to me.”

The younger man hummed and hugged him back, nodding his head. “And you don’t know how you mean a lot to me.”

Kibum closed his eyes. How he missed this chance before. But then he grabbed it again. He had Jonghyun is his arms. He realized that he loved Jonghyun a bit too deep now.

“Say that again, Kibum-ah,”

“Say what?”

“Those words. Those three magical words!” exclaimed Jonghyun in his child-like voice. Kibum chuckled in amusement before humming, “I love you.”

“Again!”

“I love you, Jonghyun.”

“Once more?”

“I love you, stupid. Stop being a dork.”

Jonghyun grinned at Kibum’s curt attitude. His Kibum was back. Yes, his.

“Could you let me go now?” asked Kibum. Jonghyun shook his head like a cute pup he was, earning a sigh and a light hit on the back of his head. He whined but he complied on letting Kibum go. The younger man smirked at him and rummaged into his pocket, looking for something. Jonghyun just stood there, waiting for him in curiosity.

“Here,” whispered Kibum while pulling out the star-shaped necklace. Jonghyun’s eyes widened and he gaped. “H-How—”

“Minho.”

“M-Minho? Did he stalk me?!” Jonghyun questioned in shock. Kibum chuckled and shrugged. “I think so. He could be a stalker sometimes.”

“Oh my God! He saw me cried!”

With one eyebrow lifted, Kibum smirked, “You cried?”

Jonghyun quickly slapped his hand over his mouth, shaking his head. Kibum laughed at his adorable act, pushing the necklace into Jonghyun’s other free palm. “Put it on me. Hurry!”

He turned around and Jonghyun shakily unlocked the necklace. He still couldn’t believe that this was real. Was this a dream? But then when he heard Kibum’s grunt of ‘hurry up!’ Jonghyun grinned widely before putting the necklace on the younger man’s neck.

Kibum turned around and smirked, arms going up to wrap around Jonghyun’s neck. “I don’t usually let someone I date to kiss me even after a month... but I think you are an exception.”

And with that, he pressed his lips against Jonghyun who had his eyes wide opened in shock. He didn’t think Kibum would be this... frontal.

Kibum grinned as he pulled back, “Close your eyes, silly,” before he leaned forward for their second kiss.

This time, Jonghyun did close his eyes tightly.



***



“So, did you come here just to be with me?” asked Jonghyun cheekily as they settled down on the couch; Kibum leaning his head on his shoulder. Kibum leaned back with furrowed eyebrows, chuckling in disbelief.

“Why? You want to brag about it?”

“Yeah! I mean, you came after me! I was so happy!”

Kibum laughed loudly, throwing his head back against his shoulder. Jonghyun blinked with a grin; there were a lot of Kibum’s expressions that he had to learn more. He was so pretty.

“Yeah, yeah, I did. Everything I did was only for you. Happy?”

With a wide smile, Jonghyun nodded his head. “Very happy!”

“You went away without saying anything, by the way.”

“I did say something to you!” protested Jonghyun.

“Yeah indeed you were.”

“Did Minho tell you what I said?”

“No. But he put the phone for me to hear. You know, you were talking to me that time.”

“R-Really? Oh my God, Minho you dick...” murmured Jonghyun through his gritted teeth.

Kibum smirked, “Why? Afraid I would know your feeling, baby boy?”

“Yeah—I mean no. Of course not!” defended Jonghyun, flustered.

“Yeah, yeah, keep denying. I know your feeling already.”

“Can’t you at least act like you like it, Kibum?” whined Jonghyun with round eyes. Kibum scoffed.

“Yeah, I like it.”

“You don’t mean it!” Jonghyun acted like he was offended.

“Geez. I like it a lot, Jonghyun, thank you very much. I like to know your feeling that I even cried when you talked. Okay?”

“...for real? You cried, Kibummie?” asked Jonghyun silently, palms cradling his own cheeks in fake admiration.

Kibum cleared his throat and looked away. Jonghyun felt like grinning so wide that he shook Kibum’s arm.

“Tell me, tell me~!”

“For God’s sake, yes! Now shut up,” said Kibum before he snuggled closer to him. Oh, Jonghyun felt his heart was going to explode from too much happiness.

“Hey, Kibum?”

“What?”

“How long are you going to stay here?” asked Jonghyun hopefully. Kibum sighed. “Why? You don’t want me to be here?” he teased. Jonghyun quickly shook his head, arms quickly hugging him by his slim waist before he could go anywhere further.

“No! I love you very much to let you go!”

Jonghyun could be so blunt sometimes that Kibum felt his cheeks were burning in embarrassment. He groaned and hit Jonghyun’s face with a cushion, “Shut up.”

The older man seemed to see his red face and grinned. “You blush? Kibum? Oh God, this is amazing!”

“Shut up!” groaned Kibum before pushing the cushion more to his face. Jonghyun grinned and tightened his hold around his waist, erupting a laugh from Kibum.

Oh, his little boyfriend was ticklish there...

“Don’t you dare!” screamed Kibum before Jonghyun trapped him with his arms, fingers tickling the poor man into loud laughter. Kibum wriggled under him, leaning against the couch to avoid his evil fingers but failed miserably.

He panted when Jonghyun stopped torturing him, opening his teary eyes to see that Jonghyun was laughing so handsomely. He smiled, feeling his chest warmed by the sight, feeling his heart fluttered, and feeling his stomach did a flip inside.

With a content smirk, Kibum grabbed onto Jonghyun’s cheeks, smiling attractively. “Since we have been through a lot... you deserve another kiss.”

Jonghyun would gladly claim his gift.



***



“Hey, Jjong!”

“Mm?”

“I forgot to tell Minho! He told me to call him as soon as I arrived!” yelled Kibum from the kitchen, hands cooking their dinner. Jonghyun face palmed himself, “It’s been a week and you forgot him like that?”

“Well, you distracted me a lot with your handsome face, thank you very much.”

Jonghyun grinned at his answer and hummed, “It’s tolerable. I understand.”

“Stupid.”

“Do you want me to message him?” asked Jonghyun and Kibum hummed. “Use my phone!”

Jonghyun took the younger man’s phone from the coffee table, unlocking the screen and his heart warmed by the background picture.

It was the sight of his abandoned wilted tulips, seated in a vase full of fresh water on top the table.

Jonghyun smiled and sighed contently, typing the message to Minho before he got an idea. He ran to the kitchen, grabbing Kibum by his waist.

“What are you doing?” protested Kibum.

“Let’s take a picture. Send it to Minho as a gift.”

Kibum laughed and leaned his head back on Jonghyun’s shoulder, smiling brightly to the camera and laughed when Jonghyun jumped in giddy on his spot.

“Have you sent it yet?” asked Kibum.

“Yeah. I sent it very nicely.”

“Now, come here, Jjong. Dinner’s ready.”

“Sure! I’m so hungry!”

“You said that everytime I cook.”

“But, Kibummie...”

“Eat a lot.”

“Bummie~”

“Shut up, you pup.”

“But you love this pup~”

“Unfortunately.”

“I love you, Bummie~”

“I know.”

“Won’t you say that to me?”

“I did.”

“Come on, again~”

“No!”

“Kibum!”

“Jonghyun, shut up!”

“I will shut my mouth if you say it!”

“Shit...”

“I’m waiting~”

“...i love you too, dumbass.”





Thank you, Minho! We owe you a lot! Oh, here’s a picture of us so that you won’t miss the happiness! Love, Jonghyun and Kibum.









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A/N: So, what do you think about this 'monster'? I made this about 41 pages of documents and it has about 11+K words...
I hope you like this, I personally like this better now hahaha <3 Everything is solved down already, Jongkey are happy and we are also happy! :D

So, I hope you enjoy reading this one. I'm hoping to see you all in my next stories so, hopefully see you there! ^^~~
Thank you for reading, and don't forget to leave a comennt!

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