Dearly Beloved. [onkey]
pairing Onew/Key
rating G
genre Fluff/General
a/n Drabble that was inspired by a clever thought of mine and I had it planned up to the middle part and when I sat down to type it up, it vanished. This is a happy birthday fic for
redl_ightdamage. In her time zone, her birthday passed, but it's still the 25th here. :D And, random title, which is the title of the song that repeats while you're on the opening menu of Kingdom Hearts II. [favorite game]
There were so many reasons why he, Lee Jinki (more commonly known as SHINee’s leader, Onew), should not want him to be his boyfriend.
There’s reason number one. A) he doesn’t have a vagina, and B) he doesn’t have mounds of muscle gracing his chest. Other than physical reasons, Kim Kibum (or, SHINee’s Almighty Key) is the closest a guy can get to being a girl without being gay.
And that is reason number two. He is definite and positive that Key doesn’t like guys. Sure, there were the longing stares and skinship, but that was fan service. It wasn’t real (at least, he thought it wasn’t). How do you distinguish the real longing in his eyes or the fake longing? You don’t. You can’t. They put them through acting classes pre-debut for a reason.
There were plenty of other reasons, but Key’s hand intertwined with his was distracting him, making his brain all fuzzy, and halted all trains of thought. His hand was soft and fit perfectly with Jinki’s own. Key was running his mouth about something that didn’t matter to Jinki, all that mattered was his soft pink lips that were begging to be pressed against his own. It almost happened too, if Jinki had let his self-control slip just a tinge, but that was prevented when Minho walked up and slung his arm around the eldest’s shoulder.
Later that night when they were all tucked into bed, four of the five shining SHINee members were sleeping soundly as Key laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling close to him. Jinki was quite obvious about his feelings and Key was being just as obvious back but if you know Jinki you know he’s oblivious to even a fly buzzing in his ear. So he carefully climbed down the ladder leaning on his top bunk and quietly tiptoed around Taemin’s bed to get to his object of interest. He slid underneath the covers and pressed his body against Jinki, who awoke and groggily asked, “Wha-- wha’s goin’ on?”
Instead of giving him a real answer, Key pecked him on the lips and snuggled against him, falling asleep in seconds. The leader froze, stunned, for a couple of seconds before his face broke out into a big goofy grin and he curled his arms around his new boyfriend and fell asleep.
Happy Birthday, Dubufie!
rating G
genre Fluff/General
a/n Drabble that was inspired by a clever thought of mine and I had it planned up to the middle part and when I sat down to type it up, it vanished. This is a happy birthday fic for
redl_ightdamage. In her time zone, her birthday passed, but it's still the 25th here. :D And, random title, which is the title of the song that repeats while you're on the opening menu of Kingdom Hearts II. [favorite game]
There were so many reasons why he, Lee Jinki (more commonly known as SHINee’s leader, Onew), should not want him to be his boyfriend.
There’s reason number one. A) he doesn’t have a vagina, and B) he doesn’t have mounds of muscle gracing his chest. Other than physical reasons, Kim Kibum (or, SHINee’s Almighty Key) is the closest a guy can get to being a girl without being gay.
And that is reason number two. He is definite and positive that Key doesn’t like guys. Sure, there were the longing stares and skinship, but that was fan service. It wasn’t real (at least, he thought it wasn’t). How do you distinguish the real longing in his eyes or the fake longing? You don’t. You can’t. They put them through acting classes pre-debut for a reason.
There were plenty of other reasons, but Key’s hand intertwined with his was distracting him, making his brain all fuzzy, and halted all trains of thought. His hand was soft and fit perfectly with Jinki’s own. Key was running his mouth about something that didn’t matter to Jinki, all that mattered was his soft pink lips that were begging to be pressed against his own. It almost happened too, if Jinki had let his self-control slip just a tinge, but that was prevented when Minho walked up and slung his arm around the eldest’s shoulder.
Later that night when they were all tucked into bed, four of the five shining SHINee members were sleeping soundly as Key laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling close to him. Jinki was quite obvious about his feelings and Key was being just as obvious back but if you know Jinki you know he’s oblivious to even a fly buzzing in his ear. So he carefully climbed down the ladder leaning on his top bunk and quietly tiptoed around Taemin’s bed to get to his object of interest. He slid underneath the covers and pressed his body against Jinki, who awoke and groggily asked, “Wha-- wha’s goin’ on?”
Instead of giving him a real answer, Key pecked him on the lips and snuggled against him, falling asleep in seconds. The leader froze, stunned, for a couple of seconds before his face broke out into a big goofy grin and he curled his arms around his new boyfriend and fell asleep.
Happy Birthday, Dubufie!