[drabble] onkey
470-ish wc. fluffy crack. Onew/Key
i totally blame black_wind123 who gave me this
and i was like having an urge to write onkey so sudden in the middle of studying D: i'm a tofuho biased godamnit xD
warning: unbetaed. this alone should make you run :/
When Jinki stumbled upon the dorm an hour before midnight after hours of non-stop mc-ing, all sweaty and exhausted, he couldn’t help but expected some delicious tempting late diner had served, a smile or warm hug from his band mates were offered, or at least a warm hot shower. anything but Kim Kibum, curled up on the floor next to their sofa instead of sit on it, staring intently at the television above him. Television that wasn’t on.
“Kibum-ah” he questioned. Hesitating of moving forward or simply going backward for the sake of avoid this (probably) kibum’s pms-ing period, he choose to still.
“Hyung” Kibum looked back at him, eyes blank. “Hyung I’m sick”
Never in Jinki’s experience of living above the same roof with Kibum had that kind of thing happened. Usually the diva is so darn quiet when he’s sick, becomes more sensitive (if it even possible) than he was, sobbing and throwing his alarm across the room when other boys are too noisy of his liking. Now that he just announced that he’s sick, it must be pretty serious.
“wh-what? What’s going on? Are you alright? Have you gone to see doctor?” Jinki immediately transformed to his autopilot leader-mode, rushed over the younger boy to feel his temple. Wait, it was on normal temperature. Jinki frowned.
“This is Jinkingitis. I’m so so sick. I will die if you don’t kiss me.” Kibum told Jinki, expression didn’t change at the slightest.
Jinki nearly choked in the air. “what -tis?” he asked.
Realization hit him seconds later. Holding back a grin, He pretended to show his best concerned facial expression to his lover, although the corner of his mouth was twitched. He had seen the look on Kibum’s eyes. The playful glint hiding behind that feline cat eyes, the same glint he saw when they were making out behind the restroom of mpick studio, the same glint Jinki found between stolen kisses they had shared in the back of the van when other member was asleep, the same unusual solemn expression on Kibum’s face as he climbed on Jinki’s bed with that nurse outfit when Jinki’s sick...
The red crimson blush appeared across Jinki’s soft cheek as he remembering the memories.
If Kibum saw it, he didn’t react. Instead he threw himself on the love seat right behind them and clutching his chest at the dramatic motion, puffing his cheeks. Jinki couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable sight and finally leaned to peck his lips against the boy beneath him.
“It’s too late hyung, now a kiss is not enough. You have to give me two. Or three or eleven.” He breathed.
Jinki grinned. Oh, the usual bossy Kibum is back. This, was the Kibum he was more than willing to deal with.
i totally blame black_wind123 who gave me this
and i was like having an urge to write onkey so sudden in the middle of studying D: i'm a tofuho biased godamnit xD
warning: unbetaed. this alone should make you run :/
When Jinki stumbled upon the dorm an hour before midnight after hours of non-stop mc-ing, all sweaty and exhausted, he couldn’t help but expected some delicious tempting late diner had served, a smile or warm hug from his band mates were offered, or at least a warm hot shower. anything but Kim Kibum, curled up on the floor next to their sofa instead of sit on it, staring intently at the television above him. Television that wasn’t on.
“Kibum-ah” he questioned. Hesitating of moving forward or simply going backward for the sake of avoid this (probably) kibum’s pms-ing period, he choose to still.
“Hyung” Kibum looked back at him, eyes blank. “Hyung I’m sick”
Never in Jinki’s experience of living above the same roof with Kibum had that kind of thing happened. Usually the diva is so darn quiet when he’s sick, becomes more sensitive (if it even possible) than he was, sobbing and throwing his alarm across the room when other boys are too noisy of his liking. Now that he just announced that he’s sick, it must be pretty serious.
“wh-what? What’s going on? Are you alright? Have you gone to see doctor?” Jinki immediately transformed to his autopilot leader-mode, rushed over the younger boy to feel his temple. Wait, it was on normal temperature. Jinki frowned.
“This is Jinkingitis. I’m so so sick. I will die if you don’t kiss me.” Kibum told Jinki, expression didn’t change at the slightest.
Jinki nearly choked in the air. “what -tis?” he asked.
Realization hit him seconds later. Holding back a grin, He pretended to show his best concerned facial expression to his lover, although the corner of his mouth was twitched. He had seen the look on Kibum’s eyes. The playful glint hiding behind that feline cat eyes, the same glint he saw when they were making out behind the restroom of mpick studio, the same glint Jinki found between stolen kisses they had shared in the back of the van when other member was asleep, the same unusual solemn expression on Kibum’s face as he climbed on Jinki’s bed with that nurse outfit when Jinki’s sick...
The red crimson blush appeared across Jinki’s soft cheek as he remembering the memories.
If Kibum saw it, he didn’t react. Instead he threw himself on the love seat right behind them and clutching his chest at the dramatic motion, puffing his cheeks. Jinki couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable sight and finally leaned to peck his lips against the boy beneath him.
“It’s too late hyung, now a kiss is not enough. You have to give me two. Or three or eleven.” He breathed.
Jinki grinned. Oh, the usual bossy Kibum is back. This, was the Kibum he was more than willing to deal with.