[DRABBLE/FIC] You Gotta Love The Way He Struts
Title: You Gotta Love The Way He Struts
Fandom: SHINee
Pairing: JongKey
Genre: Romance, General
Rating: PG-13 for Jjong's bad thoughts.
Summary: Key dances, everyone knows that. But he doesn't just dance normal songs meant for boys his age, he dances to girl group songs which leaves Jonghyun oftenly distracted by the movement of the younger boy's hips and legs.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own SHINee under any circumstances whatsoever. The purpose of this fic is merely for self-expression.
A/N: I kinda watched too much videos of Key oppa dancing to girl group songs, so~ >.> Excuse fail, yes?
Bo Peep, Bo Peep, Bo Peep, Bo Peep, Bo Peep, Bo Peep-- Ohh!
As soon as SHINee's Key heard those repetitive lyrics, his body, instinctively, started dancing along to the fast beat. He couldn't stop himself; things like these were inevitable and it felt natural for him to suddenly burst out dancing every time he heard these girl group songs. It wasn't because he had a crowd to wow, or a guy to impress but because he just felt really good dancing... girl group songs.
Meanwhile, Jonghyun finds it completely annoying that Key dares to shake his hips, to move his legs and to smile as if he really was female and part of a girl group. These were just the beginnings of his current way of thinking. See, the more Key made himself more feminine, the more Jonghyun gets tempted to grab him and just slam him to a wall, grind with him, touch him, kiss him, lick him, bite him until his dongseng begged for more, more, more. But that's not the way of an idol, is it?
Aish. Jonghyun-ah, stop trying to fool yourself. Kibum's just a friend, nothing more, not now, not never. He tried to sooth himself when he got thoughts of Key at night in bed. The boy was just a few feet away from him he couldn't possibly think of things like these especially with the fact that they're colleagues, they work together; they're best friends, too, which made it all the more difficult for the puppy-eyed 21 year-old.
And out of the blue, just as the two of them were having morning coffee alone at the dorm. Jonghyun had a request. "Ya, Kibum-ah. You wanna dance Mister for me?" he said, turning on his portable iPod speakers, browsing through his black iPod.
"Mmm. You got music?" Key hesistantly asked, stirring his cup of joe that was slowly turning light brown from black from the mix of creamer and sugar.
"You bet." Jonghyun pressed the center button of his iPod as Mister by Kara blared out from his tiny but loud speakers. Just as he thought, Key started to move his ass, left, right, up and down with a little smirk that accompanied the song.
It was now that Jonghyun couldn't control it. Right smack in the middle of Key's dance, the elder grabbed his dongseng by the wrist pushing him into the bedroom and locking the door.