Don't Love Me Chap. 9

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Don’t Love Me

Pairing: Jongkey

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

Length: Series

Summary: The feeling was forbidden between a Prince and a slave, yet no one could hold it back any longer.

Chapter 9



Skipping on the hallway, Kibum had this eternal smile plastered on his lips. He felt so happy today, not really knowing the reason.

Oh.

Maybe because he spent his time in the flowery garden... Maybe because he spent all of his time laughing with Taemin... Or maybe... because Jinki was there.

Okay, Kibum, you are thinking nonsense now...

Kibum managed to hide his obvious smile for a while, since he was passing the hallway, not really wanted to take all the attendants’ attention to him. Once he turned on the hallway, he heard a familiar voice calling for him and Kibum stopped on his track.

“My Prince!”

Jonghyun walked towards him from the end of the hallway, eyes rigid and blank. Kibum frowned at the unusual sight. Okay, something was definitely not right.

“What is happening, Prince Jonghyun?”

The Prince ignored his spoken question and instead gripped onto the younger boy’s arm. Kibum winced at the strength and stared in disbelief at him. “Where have you been?” asked the Prince, voice low and full of emotion.

“M-Me? I... I was in the garden, My Prince... Like usual—”

“With whom?”

“E-Eh...? I...”

Kibum shivered when the Prince trapped him against the wall. Something was off from the Prince. He was like blinded with rage and anger. The grip on his arm tightened and Kibum winced in pain. “P-Prince...”

“I’m asking you, Kibum. Where were you and with whom?!”

Kibum closed his eyes, afraid that something would happen. His lips trembled and he was hoping that someone would come into the hallway, maybe to call him or rescue him.

Jonghyun growled. Something stirred in his chest as he saw how frightened Kibum was. But something bigger was pushing him to act like this, to ask Kibum about his where being and most definitely, to show Kibum who owned him.

Wait.

I own him?

He frowned at his confusing mind. Jonghyun sighed before grabbing onto Kibum’s palm, holding it tightly against his and pulled him down the hallway. Kibum stayed silent for the whole walk and stared at the Prince’s broad back. Jonghyun pulled them into his own room, locking the door after he pulled Kibum in.

Kibum was pressed against the door, with the Prince breathing harshly against his face. “Kibum, I...”

Kibum practically stared at him, unable to speak. Jonghyun looked so vulnerable and he didn’t know what happened with him. “Prince?”

Jonghyun lifted his head from staring at his own shoes. Their eyes locked and then all the insecurity vanished. Jonghyun released his grip from the younger boy’s arm, hands finding their way to hold onto Kibum’s face. The younger boy instantly closed his eyes, leaning more to the touch until Jonghyun spoke again.

“I want to kiss you...”

Kibum opened his eyes, only to find the young Prince was leaning closer to him. His eyes fell closed again and he sighed in content when their lips brushed in the softest touch. Jonghyun pecked his lips, three times to be exact before finally taking the real kiss. Kibum’s heart warmed at the gentle act before he gave in and replied the kiss. He didn’t want to think now.

Jonghyun’s hand ran down from his cheek to his nape, holding him close as their lips moved together patiently. Kibum shivered at the gentle touch from the Prince’s thumb on his neck. The hand moved down again, now resting on his waist and Jonghyun was practically hugging him. The Prince took a step back, pulling Kibum with him. Another step, another step, and another step, until finally the back of his knees hit the soft texture of his bed.

Jonghyun let himself fell down, bringing Kibum with him without breaking the soft kiss that they had. Kibum felt his chest bumped against the Prince but he ignored it, only focusing onto what the Prince was doing to his lips that time. His fingers found their way to grip onto the Prince’s shirt, practically pulling him closer. Jonghyun had his hands holding onto the slim waist that Kibum owned, gripping on it so hard that it hurt.

Their lips separated for a few seconds, eyes full of feelings locked together before Jonghyun’s rigid wall around his heart broke down. He hugged the younger boy tight against himself, face buried against Kibum’s soft neck. Kibum breathed in while looking at the Prince in confused.

“Prince?”

“Kibum... I miss you...” said Jonghyun and Kibum swore he could hear the desperation in his voice. The way Jonghyun held him and the way he snuggled closer to his neck proved it all. Jonghyun was indeed missing him.

“I-I was not going anywhere, Prince... I’m here with you all this time.”

“No. You are not here.”

Kibum frowned at the weak response and gently pushed the Prince away to take a look at his face. Jonghyun had this sad smiling face and Kibum felt his heart broke by seeing it. “You are not here, Kibum.”

“B-But—”

“You are leaving me alone...” cut Jonghyun sadly. Kibum bit down on his own lower lip before the Prince rolled onto his side, pushing Kibum to lay beside him face to face. Jonghyun avoided his eyes, Kibum knew it. So, when the Prince sighed and was about to stare at other place, Kibum bravely reached up to the Prince’s face, holding it with both of his cold hands and smiled.

“I never know you are this lonely, Prince...” said Kibum with a small smile. Jonghyun stared at him without saying anything, before his eyes closed in order to lean more onto Kibum’s touch. Kibum silently smiled and scooted closer to Jonghyun, forgetting for a moment that they were Prince and slave.

“Your hands... why are they so cold...?” asked Jonghyun, voice out as a whisper. Kibum hummed softly, not really knowing the answer. “I don’t know. But you are so warm, Prince...”

Jonghyun smiled, still with his eyes closed, before holding onto Kibum’s waist, pulling him closer. “Then get close to me. I’ll make you warm.”

Kibum nodded, heart beating faster in each second. Their forehead pressed together before Jonghyun hugged him tighter. The hug was so warm that Kibum didn’t want to leave from there.

They remained silent for a while until finally Jonghyun said something again.

“Say, Kibum,”

“Yes?”

“Do you like me?” asked Jonghyun, eyes boring into Kibum’s feline ones. Kibum froze at the question and blushed slightly. He twiddles with his fingers against Jonghyun’s chest, before finally answering, “Of course, I do...”

Jonghyun smiled at the answer, heart warmed before he grinned. “Then it’s enough for me,” whispered he. Kibum frowned at the incoherent mumble and decided to ask about it, but Jonghyun said it was nothing.

“How about you, Prince?”

“How about me?”

“Do you like me, too, Prince?”

“Of course. I only like you and will always like you,” said Jonghyun with a smile, before finally finding a way to press their lips together again. Kibum’s eyes closed before he returned the soft kiss, not really understand with the way his chest fluttering in a nice way.

They made out for a few more kisses before finally Jonghyun announced that he was sleepy. He tightened his hold around the younger boy and fell asleep like that; with Kibum in his arms.



***



“Kibum?”

“....”

“Okay, you are clearly not listening to me,”

“...”

“Hey, at least look at me,”

“...”

“Kibum!”

Kibum broke out from his deep thought and found the frowning Jinki was glaring at him. “H-Huh? J-Jinki? What are you doing here?”

“See? You don’t even know that I was calling for you for the past five minutes. You don’t even know when I arrived here.”

Kibum looked around and finally remembered that he was at the garden. Jonghyun was having his training with the King and Minho. The moment he woke up and found himself inside the Prince’s arms was the best moment that he ever felt. Kibum would not want nothing rather than having himself in the Prince’s embrace for his entire life.

“Kibum, you are ignoring me again,”

“O-Oh, I’m sorry. You are saying?” asked Kibum with a small smile. Jinki sighed before taking a spot to sit beside him. The sky was getting darker and that was when Kibum realized that the time passed so quickly. He was just sitting there on the garden and the day was going to turn into night already.

“Something’s bothering you,” said Jinki with a concerned face. Kibum shook his head and sent him a quick smile. “There’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

“Kibum, are you going to lie to me?” asked Jinki with one eyebrow lifted up. Kibum snickered at him and giggled. “There’s nothing, seriously! What make you think that there’s something with me?” asked Kibum while playing with the green grasses beside his foot.

The moment he found Jinki’s hands on his cheeks, Kibum froze on his spot. “I just know.”

“J-Jinki?”

“Would you like to tell me what is it?” whispered Jinki, before he pressed a soft peck onto Kibum’s temple. Kibum’s eyes widened and he gripped onto Jinki’s robe.

The feeling was different when Jonghyun and Jinki did the same thing.

“H-Hey—”

“Kibum, do you know that you are so pretty?”

“J-Jinki, I—”

“You are so beautiful and simply breathtaking. Do you know that?” asked Jinki with a genuine smile and Kibum swore that his heart was beating so fast that time. “W-What are you talking... about?”

“Do you know that I like you, Kibum?”

Kibum froze. Okay, he was not expecting this. He shakily gripped onto Jinki’s arm, eyes searching for any lie in those warm brown eyes. Oh, crap. Jinki was serious...

“J-Jinki, I don’t—”

“Of course you don’t know about it. I’m great at hiding my feeling, right?” asked Jinki with an uneasy laugh. Kibum felt confused. Utterly confused.

The feeling was different the moment Jonghyun and Jinki said the same thing.

“Everytime I see you, the images of your smiling face will haunt me in my sleep. I think... I fell for you already, Kibum...”

And he pressed a gentle kiss against Kibum’s cheek.

The feeling was different when Jonghyun and Jinki kissed his cheek.

“What about you, Kibum? Do you... like me?”

They locked eyes. The gap between the two of them was so thin and Kibum could practically feel Jinki’s breath against his nose. One of Jinki’s hands was holding onto his face, while the other one was hugging his waist.

The feeling was different when Jonghyun and Jinki hugged him.

“Jinki... I...”

Jinki smiled. He leaned closer, so close, with his eyes fluttering close. They both stopped breathing as Jinki moved closer in order to close the remaining gap between their lips.

And the feeling when Jinki kissed me was—



***



Hard breathing and panting were the only sounds echoing across the hallway. A person was running quickly, trying to find a certain familiar room inside the palace. He swallowed the lump of saliva in his throat, ignoring the burning sensation in his lungs, and continued his running even though he tripped a few times in the dark night.

His fists gripped together, an unknown feeling was filling his chest. He wanted nothing but to know what feeling was it.

Running from the different hallway, the person spotted the familiar room that he had been heading for. A small relief smile crept onto his lips and he fastened his running. He wanted to enter that room and found out his feeling.

He pushed pass the door, startling the other person in the room. He panted heavily, eyes locked with the brown eyes owned by the room owner who was looking at him in surprised.

The moment the room owner spoke, he felt the burning pit in his throat.

“Kibum...?”

“Prince Jonghyun...”

“What’s wrong?” asked he while stepping closer to the panting man.

“C-Could you help me with something...?”

“Help you with what? What I have to do?”

He panted and breathed in deeply, before saying, “Please kiss me.”



***


“I-I can’t...” Kibum whispered the moment their lips were about a single hair away. Jinki stopped and leaned back, trying to catch the clearer glance on Kibum’s face. “Kibum?”

“Jinki, I... I’m sorry... but I... I can’t do this...”

Jinki frowned, staring at Kibum’s troubled face before finally he sighed. His lips curved into a sad smile and Kibum wanted nothing but to not make his best friend felt sad like this.

“It’s okay. At least you stopped me.”

“Jinki, please... don’t say it like that...”

“It is fine, Kibum. You don’t have to feel bad... I think I know your answer about my feeling.”

Kibum bit his lip and grabbed onto Jinki’s robe. “Y-You won’t hate me?”

Jinki laughed slightly at his question. “How could someone hate you, Kibum? I won’t, don’t worry.”

“You... We could still be friends?” asked Kibum. He knew he was selfish but he couldn’t help it. Jinki was a very good friend for him. Jinki simply nodded his head and pinched onto Kibum’s cheeks.

“Nothing’s going to change. I’m still your friend, Kibum.”

Kibum quickly hugged the older boy tightly, mumbling the continuous ‘thank you’ and ‘I’m sorry’ to him. Jinki laughed and hugged him back, one hand patting his head gently.

The feeling was clearly different when Jonghyun and Jinki did the entire same thing.



***


“What?”

“Please... kiss me.”

Jonghyun froze on his spot, not expecting the sudden request from Kibum. “B-But, why?”

“I... there’s something that I have to be sure about...” said Kibum, before gulping down the saliva in his throat. He could see that Jonghyun was so confused with his sudden request but he couldn’t help it. He needed to prove something.

“Please, My Prince...”

Kibum closed the door behind him and stepped closer to the frozen Prince. Once he was right in front of Jonghyun, he bravely gripped onto the Prince’s arm. “Please...”

Jonghyun was just... losing.

Kibum was staring at him with those pretty eyes, begging to be kissed. Who was Jonghyun to refuse such thing that he was fond with?

“You asked for this,” said Jonghyun with a low growl.

He grabbed onto Kibum’s nape, crashing their lips together and quickly moved his lips aggressively on top Kibum’s. A gasp left Kibum’s lips before he quickly closed his eyes. Yes, he asked for this.

He wanted to make sure about his feeling.

Jonghyun ran his tongue flat across Kibum’s closed lips, before having a permission to explore his mouth with eager. He turned them around, pushing Kibum down to his bed without breaking their kiss. The kiss soon turned into a passionate make out session with soft sighs and moans escaped from Kibum.

And the feeling was clear.

Kibum knew that his face must be so red, flushed in embarrassment and lack of air. He felt how his chest was full, how his heart was beating uncontrollably hard against his ribcage, how his head was spinning, how his stomach was fluttering with pink butterflies, how his body went weak, how much he liked those kisses... and most importantly, he knew how his feeling was.









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A/N: Hello, everybody! So looks like our dearest little Kibummie had found out about something... I see, he realized his feeling... but what was his feeling? Did anybody know about it? Hahaha :D

Okay, I'm sorry, Jinki, but this is Jongkey story so... you don't have to stand between them. lol hahaha I'll make an Onkey story in the future later so you don't have to be sad, Jinki-yah! ^^

So, how was this chapter? You can make sure that Jinki is out of the picture already, can't have my precious leader got tortured for too long (*O*)/ lol hahaha

Let me know what you think about this chapter! Then... until next time! ^-^)/

Comments

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yes, the word is really heavy... /sigh/
you have to anticipate the next chapter, since it will be out VERY soon hahaha
thanks for reading! ^^