Hello Chap. 10 [M]
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Title: Hello
Pairing: Jongkey
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Drama, Semi-Angst
Length: Series
Summary: They were young when it all happened; the young love, the separation, the sadness, the fake hurting words. They are matured now when it all happens; the second meeting, the hesitation, the fear of getting hurt, and… the bit of remaining love inside.
Kibum stares at his phone for quite a long time before sighing against the cushion. It’s half an hour before seven and there’s still no news from Jonghyun.
His stomach has started to growl. Kibum whines against the couch.
Where are you? He types into his phone and is about to press send when there’s gentle knock on his door.
Leaping out of the couch and almost stumbling over the coffee table in the process, Kibum skips towards the door and is greeted with the sight of Jonghyun’s smiling face.
“Hey, sorry for being late. There was a car accident a few meters from my spot so –”
“Just get in first.” Kibum fakes a scoff and he drags the business man inside.
Jonghyun steps out of his shoes and drops the plastic bags he is holding onto the kitchen counter, before turning around and enveloping Kibum who is following close behind him.
“Eepp!” Kibum yelps.
“I miss you.” Jonghyun mutters into his neck, lips moving on his skin.
Kibum goes relaxed in his arms as he winds up his arms to wrap around the other’s waist.
“You saw me just this noon.” Kibum mutters back into his shoulder.
“I know. But it’s too long.” The other whines softly.
“And you promised me a dinner.” He tries back.
“I know. I bought meats.” Kibum can feel Jonghyun smiles against his neck after saying that.
“When are you going to start cooking?” He grumbles.
“Soon.”
“But I’m hungry.” He whines.
“I need to charge my energy.”
“Only with a hug?”
“Well, I can get a kiss then?” Jonghyun leans back.
Kibum shrugs. “No one forbids you from it.”
Jonghyun grins as he leans forward and captures his lips into a kiss, puppy teeth nibbling onto his bottom lip. Kibum sighs contently and he tilts his head aside to give him more access and Jonghyun is too happy to complain.
A few swipes of his tongue here and there make Kibum lets out a soft moan and willingly parts his mouth.
“Nnhn… Din, dinner,” he tries reasoning but Jonghyun is way too clouded in kissing him to even listen to his words.
“Fuck.” Jonghyun mutters when he hears a soft whimper coming from his ex-spouse’s mouth and he feels his trousers tightening.
“Let’s stop. Before I lose my mind.” He steps back, pecking Kibum’s mouth a few more times before unbuttoning his dress shirt by two buttons and rolling the sleeves up his arms.
Kibum almost drools at the sight of muscled arms. He can see the veins popping under the golden skin and oh, he shivers at the thought of those arms manhandling him.
“Sit down and watch Tv or whatever, Kibum.”
Jonghyun has started pulling out the meats he has bought and cuts them into small pieces, when Kibum comes up to him and hugs him from behind.
“Are you clingy when you are hungry?” Jonghyun asks in between chuckles at the way Kibum is snuggling onto his back.
Oh God blesses this man and his masculine scent. Kibum holds back a moan.
“Seriously, Kibum.” The business man says while stirring the pot full of kimchi stew.
Kibum whines as he is forced to let him go and he pouts against the kitchen counter.
“No fun.” He mutters childishly.
Jonghyun laughs at him and says nothing as he continues working on the stove.
It’s surprisingly a fresh image.
Kibum has never seen Jonghyun being that active in the kitchen even from those years back so it’s really charming to watch him cutting and stirring and flipping the pan here and there.
Oh gosh. He’s started to become a pervert, hasn’t he? Kibum wants nothing but to latch onto his broad back again.
“Hey, Jong.”
“Yeah?”
“When did you learn cooking?”
“Oh. Well, you know the suffering of living by yourself? That’s the moment when I decide that I have to learn how to cook. I’ve had enough of ordering delivery foods or eating take outs.” He laughs as he pours the recently finished stirred fry meats and veggies.
“How long have you been cooking for yourself?”
“Not long. I just started about a year and let’s say it doesn’t disappoint me that much so you don’t have to worry about having stomachache.”
Kibum grins and stands up to grab the chopsticks and spoons, along with bowls for the rice.
“It smells good.”
“Of course. I made it.” Jonghyun says as he cuts the kimchi, tone full of fake arrogance.
Kibum scoffs and nudges his hips with his own as he scoops the warm steaming rice into the bowls.
“I also bought a portion of sweet sour pork from nearby Chinese restaurant in case you don’t like my cooking.” He says, laughing.
“I’ll eat everything. Come on, I’m starving.”
They eat in silence. It’s not awkward but it’s rather comforting.
Having home cooked meals with someone you are close to is amazing and Kibum hopes they could do this more often.
But then again.
Are they close?
“What are you thinking?” Jonghyun pokes his cheek.
Kibum shakes his head and mutters a soft ‘no’ before digging for more foods.
No negative thinking when eating. It won’t be good for digestion.
“Hey, Bum?”
“Mm?”
“Can I stay the night?” Jonghyun asks, staring straight into his eyes.
Kibum stops chewing.
“Why?”
“I don’t want to drive. I’m tired.” Jonghyun reasons, smiling innocently like a kid and there’s sauce on his lip, making him looks ridiculously childish.
Kibum snorts and reaches over to wipe the sauce away, only to have his wrist taken by Jonghyun’s hand and have him pressing a soft kiss on each of his fingers.
“Can I?” Jonghyun asks him again, eyes holding an intense gaze that Kibum couldn’t look away from.
His breathe is stuck and Kibum can’t say no to him.
He could never say no to Jonghyun.
“Yeah.”
That night, Kibum squirms against the sheets as he feels the trace of Jonghyun’s lips leaving burning scorching hot along his skin.
They have sex again, but this time it feels so different.
It’s not like their burning lustful sex last night or even a quick release of sex from this noon.
This one feels more… intimate.
Kibum wonders what makes it so different from the others.
Jonghyun moves ever so slowly in and out of him. He peppers kisses down his skin like he is the most fragile of China piece in the world. His hands clutch onto him dearly as if he was afraid he would lose him.
It’s slow; very slow.
Kibum loses his breathe as he reaches his end, shuddering in delight when Jonghyun finally finishes and then they bask in the silence without uttering any word.
“You okay, baby?”
Jonghyun’s voice sends shiver down Kibum’s oversensitive body and he gulps the saliva down his dry throat, before humming to response to his question.
“Was it good?” The business man has the nerve to ask him and Kibum whines, blushing red as he curls into the covers.
Jonghyun laughs hoarsely before pulling him close to his chest. Kibum presses his back against the other’s chest closer, in need of more warmth from him.
“You seem tired. Go sleep.” Jonghyun whispers before pecking the crown of his head.
Kibum hums at his soft command.
Jonghyun’s voice lulls him into a very, very deep sleep.
Kibum nods as the diligent student is asking about the subject to him. The girl student is really smart and excited to learn more, so Kibum couldn’t help but to feel happy and proud with her.
His colleagues greet him as soon as he steps back into the teachers’ room. He reaches for the small container box filled with pretty sandwiches and completely-peeled grapes.
Jonghyun packs him those and Kibum sighs in content as he watches Jonghyun handling the wrapping plastic and the knife like a professional. Is this how you feel when you are beig taken care of by someone else?
Kibum seriously likes the feeling.
The first bite into the sandwich, Kibum almost lets out a moan because it’s fucking good. He feels the melting tuna on his tongue and the freshness of the lettuce.
Jonghyun should be his personal chef only.
Two pieces of huge ass sandwiches and a couple of grapes, Kibum continues his work of marking his students, until the headmaster calls for him.
“Can I help you, Sir?” Kibum asks politely, bowing to the superior male.
The headmaster smiles at him.
“We’ve got a phone call from the Kim Media Group. The contract is done and they ask for one person to come and get it.”
The mention of Kim Media Group makes Kibum’s heart skips a beat. He tries his best to put on his nonchalant face as he questions further with, “And how should I help you with that, Sir?”
The elder grins, all wrinkly and creepy in Kibum’s thought.
“Teacher Do is apparently busy this afternoon so I hope you could help me get the contract for this noon.”
“Alright, Sir.” Kibum says as if burdened but he knows deep inside he is completely excited to be able to see his ex-spouse again.
Jonghyun has surprised him with the sudden visit before, so know it’s only fair if Kibum did as well.
The building is as high as he remembers the last time he steps his feet here. The security is eyeing him as if he was a burglar and Kibum should be offended if he were in his right mind. He is overexcited to be able to surprise Jonghyun.
Well, but Jonghyun should know by now that someone will be coming by to get the contract but does he expect to see Kibum as the representative?
After a short glare and a quick elegant movement of his towards the damn security, Kibum makes his way inside and the girl by the receptionist helps him with the way.
The lift bringing him up feels like moving a little too fast for his liking and Kibum feels nervous at the fact that he is meeting Jonghyun in his workplace again. Maybe he should have rejected the headmaster. He feels like puking.
The metal doors open wide for him to step out and Kibum takes a few deep breathes to calm his racing heart before his shoes step onto the carpeted floor.
He steps closer to where he remembers Jonghyun’s office is located and is greeted by a surprisingly friendly secretary of his ex-spouse. The woman with black-rimmed glasses tells him to sit down for a while when she dials the number to Mr. Kim’s office phone to let him know the awaited visitor from the school has arrived.
Kibum sits up straight when the secretary walks to him and will be guiding him to the CEO’s office. With nervousness, Kibum nods at her and follows behind her towards the damn door separating him and Jonghyun.
The door is opened and then the secretary announces with, “The guest is here, Mr. Kim.”
“Let them in.” Jonghyun’s voice booms, full of authority.
Kibum feels shiver runs down his body and as the secretary lets him enters the room, she then closes the door behind her and the room is so silence.
It’s only the two of them and Kibum stares at the CEO who’s still signing the document without really looking up.
Feel like teasing him, Kibum taps his shoe against the carpet and folds his arms in front of his chest.
“Is this how you greet your guest, Mr. Kim?”
The jolt coming from Jonghyun is ridiculously cute and Kibum finds the CEO is staring at him with wide eyes.
“Kibum? You are the guest?”
“Well, what do you think, Sherlock?”
Jonghyun ignores the pen and stands up quick, enveloping him in a tight embrace and Kibum relishes in the scent of the expensive smell coming from him.
“You should have just told me. At least message me or something.” Jonghyun mutters into his neck.
Kibum grins.
“Where’s the fun then?”
Jonghyun steps back, palms cradling his cheeks and then he presses their lips together for a mere soft contact. Kibum almost whines and he follows Jonghyun’s lips when the other leans back, wearing an amused smile.
“I should have not prepared the contract this fast if I knew you were coming here.” Jonghyun says, brushing the bangs away from covering Kibum’s eyes.
“So you could keep me hostage?” Kibum asks.
“Yeah. Or we could do something else,” Jonghyun says again.
Kibum sends him a look. “And that is?”
The man in suit leans close to his ear to whisper, “Like trying the kinky office sex.”
Kibum grunts, jabbing his fingers onto Jonghyun’s waist and it earns him a pained groan.
“You are not fucking me on the papers you are working.”
“But the desk is steady! You should see it.” Jonghyun drags him towards his working desk.
Kibum rolls his eyes.
“You are so pervert. Come on, give me the contract.” He demands.
“Why are you so impatient? Don’t you want to see me for a longer time?” Jonghyun asks, feigning an offended face.
“Stop exaggerating, Jong. I have a plan.”
“What plan?” Jonghyun asks again as he sits back on his leather chair and opens the drawer.
“Dinner plan.”
“With me?”
“No.”
Jonghyun glances at him so quick that it’s almost scary. Almost. Those puppy eyes help a lot.
“With whom?” He demands, voice going an octave lower.
Kibum gulps at the stare, “…with my friend.”
On his way to the Kim’s building, he gets a message from Jinki demanding the promised dinner and Kibum couldn’t refuse his friend for the nth times. Poor Jinki.
“Who’s that? Who’s your friend?”
“Jonghyun, you are acting like a jealous bastard.”
“I am indeed jealous. Tell me, who’s that friend of yours?” He questions sternly, coming closer to him.
Kibum glances away, only to end up yelping when Jonghyun presses his lips against the base of his neck, mouthing the skin.
“Answer me, Kibum.”
“J-Jinki.”
“Who’s Jinki?”
“L-Lee Jinki. Do you know him?”
Jonghyun hugs him close, practically pinning him in his embrace.
“That electronics Lee kid?” He grunts.
“He is not a kid. He is older than you, Jonghyun.”
“I don’t like him. He is acting like an idiot.” Jonghyun mutters, pecking his neck.
Kibum manages to free his arms and runs his fingers on the CEO’s hair.
“He is an idiot sometimes. But he is my friend, so don’t call him that. You are no less an idiot than him.”
“Don’t go, Kibum.”
“Silly. I’m hungry and my friend’s waiting for me now. I’ll treat you at other time, ow you finish your work and get home.” Kibum commands him softly.
Jonghyun refuses to let him go at first but with much persuading from Kibum and after two rounds of lip lock and saliva exchanging, Kibum is breathless by the time he holds onto the door handle.
“Call me later.” Jonghyun says to him, still unable to send him go.
Kibum rolls his eyes and waves with a smile to him.
His lips are still throbbing and Kibum covers them with the file of contract to avoid ay questioning stare from people.
His heart is still beating way too fast from Jonghyun’s subtle touches here and there inside that office of his where people could see them anytime.
Kibum should have seen that another guest with expensive outfit walks pass him and enters the office room he has just left; but he is just too distracted with the thought of his ex-spouse to even pay attention to his surroundings.
A/N: After such a long time and I have finally found a moment to sit and finish re-reading this. New person, new problem, so expect more~
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Finally!
Date: 2016-06-25 03:39 pm (UTC)Please update soon! I'll be waiting here <3
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Date: 2016-07-03 08:42 pm (UTC)jealous much jonghyun but well he can't help it after all.
Such a nice thing for them getting more closer,enjoying their time together and all the intimate moments but of course it's not that easy and they have to face the problems as well.
Thanks for updating,liked it:)
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Date: 2016-08-06 11:13 pm (UTC)