Daddy's Romance Chap. 7

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Daddy's Romance

Pairing: Jongkey

Genre: SingleFatherAU, Romance, Fluff, Smut, Angst

Length: Series

Summary: Working in a daycare is such a bless for Kibum—taking care of kids—but then what makes it better is the fact that he finds his love there. Moreover, the father of his favorite child.

Chapter 7



“Hey, Kibum. You look gorgeous today as well.” Minho greets with a smile, a flirty tone in his voice. Kibum snorts, rolling his eyes at him.

“Enough with the sweet talk, Mr. Choi. What’s your plan for today?”

Minho gives him a side hug, swift and quick, before holding a hand on the small of his back to guide him into his car. Kibum thanks him and straps himself with the seat belt while waiting for the taller male to get into the driver seat. As soon as Minho settles in, he graces Kibum with a smile.

“What do you say about a street walk date? I heard there is this street festival and my colleagues said it’s going to be fun.”

“Yeah, sure. Don’t disappoint me.” Kibum says with a smirk, in which Minho responds with a laugh and he reaches aside to ruffle him on his head. Kibum shoves his hand way, making a face at him.

“Don’t touch my hair. It was hard to make it stay like this.”

Minho nods, lifting both hands up in defeat. “Alright, alright. Hands off now.”

He starts the car engine and soon, he drives them to the busy street. Kibum is staring out of the window for the whole time, counting that it’s their fifth date in the whole two months. He has to admit that Minho is never one to give up so easily and that’s why they could stay until the fifth date.

Don’t get him wrong, Kibum enjoys the time he spends with Minho. But truth to be told, he is not really looking forward to the end of the date. Everytime their date is over, Minho has always given him a look of question and some kind of hope. They don’t label their relationship, still playing safe around the title of ‘friends’ but Kibum knows that look Minho always gives him once in a while.

Minho is charming, that’s his character. Everyone will pay for a date with him, choosing to win his heart and bragging his handsome look to the public. Weirdly enough, Kibum doesn’t feel the same want.

He just wants to spend the time with Minho, trying to decide whether all the dates they have gone to will at least help him in decipher his feeling.







“Wow.” He breathes out excitedly when they arrive at the street festival. The street is crowded with people, walking and shopping. It’s exactly his type of date.

“Come on!” Minho says, curling an arm around his shoulder to maintain their close intimacy. Kibum holds himself back from flinching at the touch and he ignores the heavy feeling of Minho’s arm around him, as if declaring possession.

There are various street food and vendors selling accessories and everything that will grab people’s attention to stop and buy. Minho insists that they stop in some vendors, offering some things to Kibum and even saying that he will buy it for him but Kibum doesn’t want that. He doesn’t know why, but he doesn’t want to have to own Minho with anything.

In his head, he is already half sure with his decision on what kind of move he has to make for this relationship. He just needs one more thing to make him decide for real.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Minho asks, voice raised and mouth pressed against his ear to talk since the crowded street is too loud with so many voices and noises.

Kibum flinches away, startled at the close gap between them. He chooses to nod to answer to Minho’s question and the taller male smiles triumphantly, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze to let him know that he is glad to know that.

They stop to buy some street food and Minho keeps giving him so many that Kibum wonders whether the taller male is planning to make him fat. He knows that Minho is just trying to show that he has his full attention on him and that he cares for him.

Minho puts his arm around his waist, his fingers splaying on his hip. Kibum steals a side glance to the taller male and Minho doesn’t seem to realize his half glare as he keeps staring at the vendors selling their things. Kibum is not one to deny skin ship, yes, but he is not sure whether he is ready with this.

Minho seems like he enjoys skin ship as much as he himself does and doesn’t seem to be one to shy away from the chance to show it. Deciding to not mention it, Kibum pushes away the idea of showing Minho’s arm away from him and just walks along this date. They are halfway through the day anyway.

The car is parked on the parking lot, quite far from where they have reached by now. They settle down on the bench, eating their hotdogs and sipping onto the green tea. Minho starts some playful and friendly conversation topics and Kibum answers him on each one, sometimes even laughing at the jokes the taller male throws in between his serious words.

They spend time together and Kibum has to admit that Minho is a very decent man. He is loaded, he has such a handsome face, he is kind and friendly, he is not awkward, and he can charm his way to everyone he wants to.

Someone who will end up with Minho will be very lucky. Kibum doesn’t sure whether that someone will be him.

As soon as their hotdogs are done and the paper cups are crumpled in their hand, Kibum feels a sudden drop of water on the top of his head. He looks up and just at the right time, the rain starts to shower the street wet. Everyone is running away to find a place to shield from the rain.

Minho grabs his arm, urging him to rise up from the bench and together, they run away towards the only place which only has little people taking shield at.

It’s a hotel.

Kibum wipes his drenched face and blinks the rain away from his eyes. He doesn’t really pay any attention to Minho but when he finally does, Minho is staring blatantly at him.

“What?” He asks out, breaking the taller male’s intense gaze.

Minho blinks and glances away, trying to feign innocence but it’s too late because Kibum has seen that he is giving his body a once over. It’s not the age for them to play innocent, you know. He knows when people are staring at his booty. Kibum is proud of hi booty, excuse you.

“We are drenched wet.” Minho starts slowly, his voice is heard despite the noise of such heavy rain hitting the rough ground. Kibum realizes how close they are to each other by now. Minho’s eyes flick down to him again, before gazing to the opening of the hotel.

“And the car is parked far from here. Let’s get inside to warm up.” He suggests.

Kibum gapes. “But they won’t allow us inside if we are not their guests.”

“Then let’s rent a room.” Minho says lowly, grabbing his wrist and dragging him inside. Kibum’s mouth hangs open as Minho slams his credit card down on the counter and the person behind it registers his name as the guest and hands him the key card.

Minho drags him up and Kibum is too shocked to even react to what he is currently doing. He should have seen this coming. Minho’s glances are too obvious, his touches are too obvious. Everything seems too obvious.

When they arrive at the assigned room, Minho quickly unlocks it and drags him inside. Kibum feels the surface of the closed door behind his back and suddenly, Minho is too close into his personal space.

The look in Minho’s eyes is too strong and it’s clouded with something else that Kibum recognizes as lust and want.

Without saying anything else, Minho dips down, head tilted and lips pressed against his. Kibum splutters in surprise, his hands flailing to make some gestures but in the end, he finds his eyes closing down and his fingers pulling the taller male closer.

And kiss they do.

Drenched clothes dropping down to the floor and limbs tangled in the bed. What’s going to happen next?




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“Hyung?” Kibum whispers into the phone, ruffling his wet hair with his other hand.

Jinki’s voice is heard from the other line. “Why didn’t you answer my call earlier? Where are you?”

Kibum sniffs, rubbing his nose. “I was… busy. What’s wrong?”

“No, I was just worried. The rain was too heavy earlier and I was worried that you got caught in the middle of it.”

Kibum hums. “Yeah, it was too sudden. Of course I got caught in it.”

“So, where are you? When will you get back home?”

He runs his hand up, through his still wet hair after the quick shower. “I’m not sure. Maybe soon, in around an hour?”

Jinki hums. “Okay, have fun!”

Kibum ends the call just at the same time Minho walks out of the hotel bathroom, clad in nothing but the red wine colored robe. He sends him a smile and Kibum nods in acknowledgement.

“Are we okay?” Minho asks, coming closer to where he is sitting on the bed and joining him by his side. Kibum sends him a lopsided smile, “Yeah, we are okay. Don’t worry. And I’m sorry about earlier.”

Minho snorts jokingly, reaching over to ruffle his wet locks. Kibum bends his head down to avoid him from messing with his hair even further.

“Don’t apologize! Not every relationship can go as we wish!” Minho laughs softly. Kibum glances up at him. “I didn’t mean to play with your feeling.”

The taller male laughs even louder. “Why are you acting as if this is your first time dating? Seriously, Kibum. We had gone through this once.”

“But I feel so bad.”

“Whatever,” Minho rolls his eyes jokingly, before he pats Kibum on his head. “You didn’t want it and I couldn’t force you. This is your choice, Kibum, and I will respect that. Why can’t you get that in your thick head?”

Kibum puffs his cheeks. “Okay, but once again I’m sorry.”

Minho waves it away. “Oh, by the way,”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have someone you like right now?”

“What?” Kibum snaps his head, staring at the other. Minho gives him a teasing smirk. “You do, don’t you?”

“Uh, I- I don’t!”

“You can’t lie to me, Kibum. You wouldn’t be able to resist such perfection as I am if not for you already liking someone else and are completely head over heels with them.”

Kibum rolls his eyes. “You are a narcissist. And no, you are not perfect. Nobody’s perfect, you frog.”

Minho smacks his lips. “Whoever it is that you like—”

“I didn’t say I like someone—”

“I hope you can find the courage to confess soon, you know.”

Kibum shuts his mouth as he stares into Minho’s eyes. “Why are you telling me this?”

Minho smirks. “So you won’t regret it. People always find themselves regretting the things they didn’t do. I don’t want you to be one of them, Kibum. You should get your nice ending romance story.”

Kibum is silent for a while, but then Minho’s smirk grows wider. “Also… so that you won’t leave another man with blue balls again.”

With a groan, Kibum lands a strong hit over the taller male’s head.



Well, Kibum makes a decision already.




***




“Hyung, you were fucking right about your premonition.” Kibum grunts as soon as the door opens for him. He slumps down into the couch, sighing heavily.

Jinki closes the door while watching the younger male with curious eyes. “Which premonition?”

“The one that you said that he would bring me to a hotel.”

Jinki’s eyes double open. “He—what?!”

“Yeah.”

“H-He… took you to a hotel and…?” Jinki gasps, running his eyes up and down and staring at his freshly bathed state. A wrecked sob leaves his mouth, alerting Kibum. Jinki is this close to tears.

“Why are you crying?!” Kibum deadpans.

Jinki sobs. “I couldn’t keep my promise to your mom—what kind of brother I am? Huwaaaa!!!” He cries.

Kibum makes a face at him. “I didn’t sleep with him. Shut up.” He says, giving a shocked Jinki a teasing smirk.

“You didn’t…?”

“I didn’t.” Kibum rises up from the couch, walking over to the door. Jinki runs after him, “Where are you going now?”

Kibum throws a glance through his shoulder. “To get some ramyeon. I’m craving for it.” He grabs his coat and walks out of the house.

Actually, he needs some time to think. Sure, he decides that he won’t play with Minho’s feeling anymore and that he thinks they fit the most to be friends. There is no problem there, Minho doesn’t have any hard feeling towards him.

The actual problem is… Minho’s words from earlier.

Find the courage to confess. To avoid regret and disappointment.

Should he really? But he is not even sure about his own feeling? It was just a mere high school crush though and it’s destiny that they manage to meet again for one more time. He doesn’t even know whether his feeling will be reciprocated. If not, well, he might stay single for the rest of his life.

Kibum sighs, pushing the glass door of the convenience store open and heading straight to the ramyeon shelves. Screw with cooking, he doesn’t have the urge to do it today. Jinki could settle with instant noodles, he won’t die from it anyway.

He glances at the chocolate packages and suddenly he remembers Bomi.

Bomi, huh? Talk about her, he remembers her father and shit, problems just get worse. How is he supposed to admit that he was crushing on her father and might or might not have been crushing again for the same person?

“Kibum?”

At the call of his name, he breaks his trance away from the chocolate, glancing to the one calling for him. His heart skips a beat and Kibum finds himself curling a shy smile.

Speak of the devil.

“H-Hi, Jonghyun.” The voice is soft or maybe it’s loud, he doesn’t know anymore, since his own heart is beating way too fast to his liking, deafening his ears temporarily.

When Jonghyun smiles at him, Kibum thinks that maybe he should consider Minho’s words from earlier.

Yeah, he could do that.









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A/N: There are some hints there... Can you catch that and list them to me? Eheheh, thanks for reading! ^^