Hello Chap. 11

[kumo_is_kumo]

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.

Chapter 11



It has been four days Jonghyun has not contacted him. Kibum ignores it at first but then after the 117th time of picking up his phone to not find any text message, he starts to feel worried and angered.

His ex spouse is not contacting him and Kibum will not make the first move, no matter what.

He does his work like usual; teaching, marking home works and tests and quizzes, scolding students, ordering take outs.

He even takes some more time to meet Jinki in those four days to make up for the lost time.

Anything. Just anything so that Kibum won’t give up and call Jonghyun first.



“And you are ignoring me. Again.” Jinki’s voice rings, alerting Kibum from his daydream.

The look on his friend’s face is desperate and disappointed that Kibum almost feels guilty. Almost.

“Seriously, Kibum. You never pay attention when I talk. Am I really that boring or you just hate me that much?” Jinki complains, eyebrows furrowed.

Kibum chews onto his lip.

“Sorry. I have so much things in my mind.”

Well, it’s not a lie.

Jinki sends him a hard gaze, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Tell me some of it.”

“Uh, exams are coming soon? And I haven’t finished the exams drafts?” He tries.

But Jinki scoffs, waving his hand.

“It’s nothing new. You never do everything quickly. What else?”

“I... Wait, why are you being so noisy into my things?” Kibum shrieks, pointing his fork to his friend.

Jinki holds a hand over his chest, “You call me noisy when I am just being a good friend.”

Kibum sighs.

“Stop being so dramatic. I don't need it when I’m already being one.” He whines, putting his fork down and burying his face into his arms.

He feels Jinki’s hand caressing his head gently.

“What’s bothering you, seriously?”

Kibum contemplates whether to tell Jinki or not. And he finally decides to spill it.

“Do you remember my... ex?” He starts, peeking through his bangs.

Jinki looks surprised as he blinks.

“Yeah? What is it about?”

Kibum chews on his bottom lip.

“We meet each other again and... get acquaintance again.”

There is a flash of surprise and something different in Jinki’s eyes that Kibum can’t comprehend.

“You meet Kim Jonghyun again?” Jinki questions to confirm.

Kibum nods his head, a bit shocked on how Jinki reacts.

“How do you mean with getting acquaintance again? What do you two do?”

“Why do you want to know?” Kibum asks back. He doesn’t understand with the way Jinki asks and the question being thrown to him.

“Isn’t he- no, never mind.” Jinki cuts himself before shaking his head.

This takes Kibum’s attention.

“What do you mean with that? Jinki, tell me!”

Jinki keeps being silent and not answering him, which makes Kibum annoyed. He puts a few bills on top of the table before standing up.

“Kibum, where are you going?” Jinki grabs his wrist, alarmed.

He yanks his hand, “You are not going to tell me so I’m going home.”

Jinki opens his mouth to talk but closes it again.

“I can’t tell you.”

Kibum scoffs, “Then I’m going home.”

He walks away and he barely hears Jinki’s soft voice of: “It’s not my place to tell.”



He doesn’t understand why he is being such a bitch towards his friend. He is worried and curious about Jonghyun’s whereabouts. And maybe, his annoyance mixed with his tiredness is thrown towards Jinki in the form of anger.

He feels slightly guilty for snapping at his friend.

Maybe he can call Jinki later.

But now, about Jonghyun.

What is it that Jinki knows about him and not telling him because apparently it’s not his place to tell?

As far as he knows, Jinki and Jonghyun are not having that much of good relationship even though they have some businesses together. What is it that Jinki as someone who is not even friends with Jonghyun knows?

And why won’t Jonghyun contact him up until now?

Is he sick? Or is he too busy? Does he eat well?



Kibum shakes his head. He is acting like a worried wife-

Fuck.

Realization hits him.

He is acting like he has control over Jonghyun while in fact, they are just two people who used to be married to each other and having a bad break up and end up divorcing. It’s not like they have that ring on their finger that will bind them to be loyal to each other anymore.

Kibum closes his eyes as a desperate sigh leaves him.

He can’t help but to think how screwed he is right now.

Because as much as he doesn’t want to admit it,

He knows that he is still very much in love with Jonghyun,

And he is afraid,

That his feeling grows deeper for the short time they spend together.

And it’s not good news.







I’m fine. Don’t worry.

That’s the only text message he gets from Jonghyun is the fifth day and, fuck him, he is not treating him like this.

Kibum slams his books down, alarming his coworkers around him.

“Teacher Kim, are you alright?”

Poor woman, because Kibum sends her a glare which is saying ‘don’t mess around with me!’

He doesn’t understand what Jonghyun is doing. He disappears for the whole five days and the only news coming from him is a short text saying that he is fine.

He is coming to Jonghyun. He doesn’t care. Everyone can go fuck their own selves. Kibum doesn’t fucking care.







He trembles as he stands in front of the high building of Kim Media Group. Kibum knows he should not act on impulse like this and he maybe should have given Jonghyun a call before coming, but he is too impatient to even calm his nerves down.

His first step into the busy building is staggering as the security man glances at him. Kibum is kind of glad that he is wearing a formal outfit today, complete with a long black coat and giving him a style of workers.

Once the security’s gaze is off of him, Kibum scurries away towards the lift and hopes, really hopes that Jonghyun will be in his office. Or his effort will be futile.

The lift dings as he is arrived at the right floor. Now, how is he going to pass Jonghyun’s secretary and gets inside his office? Fuck, he should have thought about this before taking the bus right away from the school to here.

“Shit,” he mutters lowly, glancing around while chewing onto his bottom lip.

He needs a reason, just a mere reason to be able to pass into that office.







“Excuse me,”

Kibum spins around as he hears a deep voice.

“Yes…?”

The person wearing formal suit is staring at him intently, as if he was thinking, before a wide grin blooms on his lips.

“I’m might be wrong but… are you, perhaps, Kim Kibum?”

“Uh, yes?”

And who the hell is this man? He seems to know hi—

“Choi Minho?!”



Yes. He is Minho. They are once friends during high school.

“Yeah, it’s me! It has been so long since I last see you, Kibum! What are you doing here? Are you working here?” Minho exclaims, happy to see a good old friend, but there’s also a curious gaze in his stare.

Kibum shivers. Well, Minho knows that he is used to be married to Jonghyun.

“Ah, I’m not working here. I’m just… visiting Jonghyun.”

Right, visiting. More likely checking and nagging.

There’s a flash of surprise running in Minho’s eyes before he smiles knowingly, “Are you getting back with him?” He asks, voice low as a whisper and Kibum gasps.

He quickly shakes his head to deny it. Minho’s face looks disappointed.

“No! We are- we are just friends!”

Friends. With benefits?

Minho slumps back, not hiding his disappointment.

“I almost think you two are back together. I would be very happy, Kibum.”

“Ye- ah, no. I mean, we are just… friends. There’s no way we can get back together.” Kibum responses, lowering his voice at the last part but he is sure Minho can still hear it.

Minho regains back his composure before giving him a smile, “So, you are visiting Jonghyun, then why are you only standing here?”

“I don’t know how to, uh, pass his secretary.” Kibum admits, feeling embarrassed.

Minho laughs, “Come with me. I have some business with him so I guess you can pass when you are coming along.”

Kibum thanks him.

“Are you promoting another product of your company? Since coming to Kim Media Group can be beneficial, I wonder,” Kibum starts a short conversation.

Minho nods, “Yes. Choi Motors is in the middle of launching another set of sport cars. I’m hoping Jonghyun can help me better with announcing this.”



They stop in front of the secretary and she gives Minho a go signal to just enter the office.

Kibum feels his heart throbs impatiently that he almost walks over Minho while he is opening the door.

“Hey there, CEO Kim.”

Jonghyun looks up from the papers, face and hair disheveled messily.

“Minho, hey, come in. You should have –”

His words die in his throat when he sees Kibum standing by the doorway, looking annoyed as hell with arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Kibum, what, what are you doing here?” Jonghyun asks, clearly surprised while he stands up from his seat.

Minho watches in interest.

Kibum taps his foot against the carpeted floor.

“Not happy to see me?”

“No, it’s not like that. I- I’m just,” Jonghyun struggles to form a word before he sighs in defeat, “Get inside, Kibum, and close the door.”

Obeying the plea, Kibum sits onto the couch right after closing the door behind his back. Minho is sitting across him while silently watching with a smile on his mouth.

Jonghyun drops his works behind on the desk before he scoots to the couch and sits beside Kibum.

“I guess you two have met now that you come together.” He says slowly.

Minho nods, “Yeah. You two are still being good friends, I’m so happy to know that!”

Jonghyun flinches slightly; the movement is something Minho misses.

“Yes, of course we are.”

Kibum sends him a glare.

“So, business, Minho?” Jonghyun offers his help first, in hope that Minho can leave them alone right after finishing the deal.

Minho opens up a document and starts talking in business mode with Jonghyun, making Kibum bored and he glances around the office room.

The room is so messy. Jonghyun’s coat is not even being hung properly. There are three empty cups of coffee. Paper works are flooding on top of the desk.

And as he glances at the said man, Jonghyun has dark circles under his eyes. His hair is in a messy state. He has stubbles all over and clearly doesn’t have the time to shave for like a few days.

He wonders what happens with Jonghyun.

Is he so busy and so tired so that’s why he can’t contact Kibum for these few days?

Thinking that way, Kibum almost feels guilty for glaring at him. Maybe he can just make it up for him with a few kisses. After Minho is gone, of course. They don’t need an audience.



“Yeah, I can do that. Let me contact the marketing and I will call you back, hopefully in a few days.” Jonghyun responses to what they have talked about just now.

Minho nods thankfully.

And Kibum can’t hold himself back anymore.



“Are you really that busy that you don’t even eat your lunch?” He asks pointedly.

There is a box of packed lunch untouched at the corner of the desk.

Jonghyun flinches at his tone and he stares at Kibum, “Y-Yeah, I’m a bit busy so I don’t –”

“No matter how busy you are, do not ever forget to eat!” Kibum scolds him.

Minho covers his mouth to hold back a chuckle.

Jonghyun looks stunned and he can only bend his head down like a puppy being scolded by its owner.

“I’m sorry.”

The look Jonghyun is having is so pitiful that Kibum has an urge to lunge forward and envelope him in his arms and press kisses all over his tired face. But no, scolding first, cuddle later.

“Do not say sorry to me! Say sorry to your body! You can be sick for all we know and it will hold you back from finishing your work!”

Minho’s soft laughs stop Kibum from talking any further.

“I’m sorry, but this is so refreshing. I haven’t seen you two act like this for so long. It feels like you two are still, you know.”

Kibum blinks and, ouch. He acts like a nagging mom.

“Uh, I don’t –”

“Why don’t you two get back together?” Minho asks, sending them a hopeful look. Kibum feels slightly sad because Minho is their number one supporter when they are still in high school. Sure, Minho is once angry at them because they get married without telling him but he gets over it and supports them with all his might.

“Minho,” Jonghyun’s stern voice cuts in.

Kibum feels awkward now.

Even though Jonghyun and him have been having a few… intimate moments together, they have never once talked about what their relationship is. It’s like the both of them know there is nothing they can do and that’s why they always avoid having conversation regarding that topic.

“No, like seriously,” Minho starts off softly, eyes gazing at the both of them gently, “I really hope you two can get together again. I will always be your supporter. No matter what.”

Kibum feels he is unable to response to what Minho has just said.

He doesn’t even dare glance at Jonghyun, afraid to see what his expression might be. He could be angry for all he knows.

“Minho, actually, we,” Jonghyun starts and Kibum snaps his head up, unable to believe that Jonghyun seems to want to tell Minho about what the two of them are.

But, yes.

What is the relationship between the two of them?

“Yeah?” Minho is alerted in interest.

“Actually, we –”



His words stop when the door is opened with force.

Kibum doesn’t know who the person is, but from the look of Jonghyun and Minho, it’s someone they don’t expect to see.



“Oh, you have guests.”



Who? Who is it?

He looks so rich. His style is expensive and extravagant.



“W-What are you doing here?” Jonghyun speaks sternly, even though he has not overcome the shock.

Who is it that makes Jonghyun so shaken up? Who is this young man?



“Hey, Minho and… whoever you are,” the male says, gesturing to Minho and him, “I guess… Jonghyun is announcing our engagement to you guys?”









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A/N: I think we need to come to the big problem now, or this story won't end. Hope you like this. Comments will be appreciated.