The Perfect Choice Chap. 8 : The Game

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Title: The Perfect Choice (Volume 1)

Pairing: Jongkey

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Drama, Angst, Fantasy

Length: Series

Summary: This is a story of a Crown Prince and an ordinary boy from two different worlds who are brought by fate and get tangled in a complicated relationship. Are they the perfect one for each other?

They both lay down on the ground, panting like mad. The scores are in a tie.

Kibum speaks in between his pants, “You are not bad, Prince.”

Jonghyun chuckles, turning his head only to find Kibum closing his eyes, smiling slightly. He stares at Kibum’s peaceful face, inspecting his side profile before his gaze gets focused on his lips.

It is just too much for him.

Getting up on his elbow, Jonghyun leans down against his soon-to-be spouse, pecking his lips all of sudden. Kibum opens his eyes in surprise, finding Jonghyun’s face in less than an inch from his, arms trapping him down.

Kibum grabs onto Jonghyun’s upper arm, raising his back to sit up but Jonghyun pushes him back against the ground and sealing their lips again.

He gasps at the sudden move, both of Jonghyun’s arms are holding onto his sides to hold him from moving. There is a harsh nibble on his bottom lip and Kibum lets out a soft whine of protest before letting the Prince kisses him as he desires. He grips onto his upper arm, relaxing his head against the ground as he feels Jonghyun’s plump lips move against his in a rush movement.

Jonghyun finally leans back, eyes focusing on the person under him. Kibum stares at him questioningly, lips parted in harsh breathing. Without saying much, Jonghyun sits back from him, before strong arms holding onto Kibum’s sides and easily lifts him up onto his shoulder. Kibum yelps at the sudden movement, fingers grabbing onto Jonghyun’s back shirt in instinct.

“Yah!” He calls him but Jonghyun simply ignores that.

The Prince brings him back to his chamber, not even letting him down and continues his walk into the bathroom. Kibum pouts at him before finally he is being put down, his feet touching the cold tiles of the luxurious bathroom. He glares questioningly at the Prince.

“Go take shower first,” Jonghyun says to him softly before walking out. Kibum stares at the closed door of the bathroom; heart suddenly thumps faster than usual. He brings his fingers up to touch his lips.

This is weird. Kibum thinks while feeling his heart drumming against his chest in a fluttery beats.

He chooses to ignore that for a moment before finally he strips down his clothes and lets the water washes away on every trace of sweat. It is not that long when he finishes his shower, putting the white bathrobe on his body.

Kibum walks out from the bathroom, only to find Jonghyun sitting by the couch. He has his reading glasses again placed comfortably on top of his nose while his hands are holding the documents. His face is so serious that Kibum finds himself can’t glance away from him. Jonghyun always happens to mesmerize him in a few occasions.

“Oh, you are done?” Jonghyun’s voice breaks him from his trance. Kibum hides his flinch as he nods his head, gripping onto the small towel before continuing on drying his hair. Jonghyun smiles at him, taking off the glasses that make him looks so handsome, no, I don’t think that way, before closing the documents.

The Prince stands up, glancing at the way Kibum clumsily drying his hair. He hides back a chuckle, before his gaze lands on the sight of the bathrobe falling from Kibum’s left shoulder. He gulps slightly; making sure Kibum won’t be able to see him doing so.

He calmly walks towards him before stopping beside him. “It falls,” he simply murmurs before leaning down to peck the skin on his shoulder. Jonghyun swears Kibum smells so good that he could fly.

Kibum pushes him away, glancing away before muttering, “You stink!” He just can’t show how red his blushing face is to Jonghyun.

The Prince laughs at his counter back before walking away into the bathroom. Kibum waits until he hears the sound of door closing before glancing back at the bathroom. He really can’t help but feels that Jonghyun is making his heart doing somersault in these few days. Kibum really doesn’t know what to do if Jonghyun continues to do this.

Kibum puts away the towel before sitting on the edge of the bed. He has been living in this chamber with Jonghyun for days. Nothing particular has happened or changed; they are still acting like usual. But it makes Kibum wonders.

They are acting like they usually do, yes, sure, but why does Kibum feel something different with the way Jonghyun’s usual acts? It feels like everything that Jonghyun does is affecting him in ways that he doesn’t even imagine would feel. It’s so confusing that Kibum feels like forgetting it.

He lets himself falls down on the bed, feeling the soft bounces under his back. The ceiling is Kibum’s best friend nowadays. He keeps on staring at it. The ceiling doesn’t even ask him or feels offended even though Kibum sometimes glares at it. What the—I think I have gone insane now.

He lays on the bed, having nothing in particular in his mind, before suddenly the image of their public display affection is coming back to him. He remembers the stares Jonghyun gives him before when they are holding hands in the street. Oh God, did we really hold hands in front of everyone?

Kibum groans lowly under his breath, and then the image of Jonghyun kisses his knuckles comes back as well. Kibum still remembers just how hot his face at that time when Jonghyun chooses to do that. He feels like being treated as a Princess, for God’s sake. Kibum, you are a man. Stop acting like a high school girl in cheesy drama. But no, not even that thought can erase the way Jonghyun whispers, ‘Anything for you’ to him.

Oh God, he is insane already.

Then there is the kiss earlier. Kibum is truly surprised to find Jonghyun trapping him down on the court earlier. Oh God! The guards are around us! Just what the hell he is thinking when he does that? Yes, the feeling of Jonghyun’s lips still lingers on his own and Kibum finds himself once again touching his lips as if they burn.

And now his heart is beating so fast again.

Growling, Kibum closes his eyes to stop the thought. He doesn’t need a blushing face when Jonghyun comes out later on. He needs to calm himself, yes, calm yourself, Kibum, and stay calm for a while, empty your mind for a while... calm, empty.

Kibum falls asleep.



Jonghyun walks out from the bathroom, rubbing the towel on his wet hair. It’s just so silent here, it’s weird. Kibum usually will do something when he is alone.

The Prince steps closer to the bedroom, stopping on his track when he finds the sleeping boy on his bed. He grins amusedly, watching just how silent Kibum is when he is sleeping. Kibum’s craned neck gives Jonghyun a show of his pale skin and the Prince gulps by the sight. No, no, stop that thought.

He simply watches Kibum sleeping, his breathing in soft puffs with his loosely curled fist in front of his mouth. Jonghyun swears he looks like a kitten. A very cute kitten.

Sleeping in that position must be hard. Jonghyun slowly lifts the boy up, settling him into a better position, before joining him under the cover. Kibum moves, searching for any source of warmth and Jonghyun freezes when he unconsciously snuggles to his side. Watching Kibum scrunches up his nose in discomfort before going back into a deep sleep is amusing for Jonghyun. He chuckles softly, feeling the kitten in his arms curling to his chest.

Jonghyun wraps his arms around him, whispering into his ear, “I love you. Love me soon, Kibum-ah.”

Kibum answers him with a shiver, before Jonghyun cuddles him close and pecking his lips gently.



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It is the day where the last tournament will be held. Kibum takes a deep breath, relaxing his muscles before warming up his body.

This is the last, Kibum. Don’t mess anything and don’t let anything mess it.

He shoves his back into his locker, patting down his uniform on his torso before calling out for his team mates. The three of them are here and Kibum is seriously looking for the last one.

“Where is Joonmyun?” Kibum asks. Minseok shakes his head, glancing at Woohyun who then staring blankly in confusion. Yixing lets out a soft ‘ah’ before answering, “I see him going to the restroom just now!”

Kibum hisses with an amused smile, his friend could be idiot sometimes. “Why is he taking time so long?” Minseok wonders out loud. Joonmyun comes back after a while, a troubled expression ghosting his face.

“Joonmyun, what is wrong with you?” Woohyun asks him curiously, watching his friend clutching his stomach.

“I-I can’t! My stomach—ugh!” Before he runs back into the toilet in their locker room. Kibum watches his friend running in horror before sighing. “Oh, God! Joonmyun, from all days, why today!?”

“I’m sor—damn it!” Joonmyun’s muffled voice comes from behind the closed door. Kibum closes his eyes, “I will go find the coach.”



Kibum sighs, clutching his fists as he stares at the taller boy in front of him. “I hope you will play good. You are only a substitute until Joonmyun can go back into the court.”

The other shrugs. “Do you really think I can’t play better than him? That prick doesn’t even fit in the team.”

“Watch your mouth. I won’t even let you use that uniform if not for the coach. That’s my friend you are insulting, damn it!”

The taller leans down on his level and smirks. “Well... I’m part of the team now, don’t I? So... let’s make the best team ever... Captain.”

Kibum watches as the taller boy walks away. He glares at him and hisses under his breath, “Damn it, Lee Kikwang.”



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The referee blows the whistle and Kibum runs around the court. He can’t lose. He won’t lose. His pride as the team captain is being in stake now. He knows he could trust his team but not that boy.

“Kibum!” Yixing calls his name and passes the ball to him. Kibum runs his gaze here and there to find any empty gap before running there. He has to make the first score. He has to. The first score will decide everything. The first score will decide which team will lead the game.

It goes in and he gets a quick hug from Minseok. Kibum gets a ruffle on his hair from someone in his team. He doesn’t even care who that is when his gaze eventually lands on the sight of Jonghyun giving him a thumb up.

It surely boosts up his spirit, Kibum doesn’t even know how.



His team and the opponent team both are scoring, running after each other. Kibum is optimists that his team can win today. Everyone is having the same mindset as him; it is the last tournament. Well, except for someone who doesn’t belong in his team.

The opponent team’s score is left behind them with the three points difference. Kibum wants to add more points for his team.

Woohyun calls out his name and Kibum watches the ball rebounds high in the air. He jumps up, not realizing that the other boy is jumping as well. Kibum hears a chuckle by his ear and he glances from the corner of his eye to see Lee Kikwang wants to take the ball from him.

What the hell—we are in the same team! Why would he...?

Kibum hisses when the other boy is simply smirking at him and Kikwang is jumping a bit higher than him. Curse him and his taller body. Kibum sighs and lets him takes the ball, but before he could land down onto his feet, Kibum feels something hard collide with his temple the moment Kikwang lands on his feet.

His elbow hits Kibum on his temple, just right above his eyebrow and Kibum groans in pain.



Kibum falls down on the ground with a pained voice. Just as the referee blows the whistle to stop the game for a while, Jonghyun abruptly stands up from his seat and sees the blood dripping down on the court ground.









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A/N: Hi, hi! Nothing happened..... yet. lol xD
We have more fluff moments between them and I'm sure Kibum is halfway there. Hahaha <3
And Kibum is hurt! There is blood and Jonghyun feels heart shattering(?) lol
Stay tuned? :3

Hope to know what you think about this story and leave a comment or two down there :D Thanks for reading! <3

p.s.: i think i need a poster :x but i have lost any talent that i ever had in doing photoshops and so on :s anyone can help me?

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it's..... soon? lol
thank you for reading! :3