Places to Go; Places to Be (1/1)
Onew/key, fluff and crack, ♫ ► double vision - 3Oh!3
Wherein Jinki doesn’t decide the places he sleep in, and Kibum has a hard time finding him.
“I should really shave right now,” Kibum stared at his reflection on the mirror, scratching lightly at the skin just above his upper lip, “it’s already growing back.” And he was just about to reach for his own razor, the one which he refused to let anyone borrow because, he heard a lazy voice coming from the bathtub.
“Yeah, you really should, Kibummie” it sleepily drawled out.
“Oh my fucking goodness, Jinki?” Shocked, he accidentally pushed their little cup of bath necessities (such as their toothpaste and razors and other stuffs) into the sink, making him curse under his breath, but he immediately fixed his eyes on the owner of the sleepy voice, “Jinki, what the fuck are you doing in our bathtub at fucking five in the morning?” and a ‘God, you drive me fucking crazy’ slipped from his mouth.
Their plastic curtain was suddenly pulled back and there was their shining leader (not really, he wasn’t exactly in his greatest condition, seeing as he was so snug and comfy in his pajamas and Jonghyun’s rubber ducky in between his arms, and god he looked so cute but that’s not getting him pass by Kibum’s shock and rage) lying comfortably in their bathtub.
“But I’m hungry, can’t you make me some food right now, then I’ll tell you,” he said like it was a great deal to make (and half-whined like a little spoiled baby). Kibum just wanted to slap the sleep out of him, but he decided against this as soon as he heard the other members file out their room one by one, like zombies asking for food in between yawns. He spared the older one another terrifying glare (of which the latter only replied with a sleepy grin) and then wordlessly walked out of the bathroom, forgetting about the spilled cup and his moustache growing back in.
“God, he drives me fucking crazy,” he told the other three clueless members once he got out of the bathroom, and Jinki just smiled as he looked at the duck in his arms.
They were already sitting on their tables according to their usual standing formation so Kibum ended up sitting beside Jinki, who, again, just innocently smiled up at him. He scowled back.
He had just finished making their breakfast - kimchi pancakes - and he distributed the plates one by one, but he held back Jinki’s plate in his hand, “I demand an explanation for your act earlier, mister.”
Jinki snatched his plate anyway, devouring the food in seconds and Kibum swore that their leader often acted like a spoiled magnae rather than a responsible leader. He sat down with a huff, poking at a piece of pancake before eating it.
“Well, you see,” Jinki started with a mouth full of pancake, but he instantly choked, the food clogging his throat.
Taemin handed him a glass of water, while the other boys looked at him in concern, save for Kibum, of course. He just stared at him agape, “You have got to stop talking with your mouth full.”
He waved him off, thanking Taemin and swallowing the remnants in his mouth, “Sorry, Kibum,” he sheepishly grinned, but he continued talking anyway, “I had a really bad time getting to sleep yesterday so I - “
“So you slept in the bathtub?”
“No, Kibum, I didn’t sleep in the bathtub,” he earned an incredulous stare, “Well, not until later last night.” When he started scratching the back of his head, the other members lost their interest because they all knew that this was going to end - once again - with Kibum winning. “Anyway, stop cutting me off okay, let me finish first.”
“Fine, fine,” Kibum muttered under his breath, but he kept a hawk-eye on Jinki.
“As I was saying, I had troubles sleeping last night. I ended up pacing back and forth from the living room to our bedroom and then my bladder kicked in so I naturally went to the bathroom, and then,” he breathed out, and paused for suspense but really, no one was listening except for Kibum, and he did it half-heartedly while chewing and praising his cooking skills, “I saw Jonghyun’s really cute rubber ducky just staring at me and being like ‘take me’ and I kind of just, ended up dozing in the bathtub with the duck in my arms, you know.”
It was a full minute of silence before the table erupted in silent choked back snorts and a surprised ‘what?!’ from Jonghyun, and a disdain-filled ‘Oh my god’ from Kibum.
“No, I don’t know,” he only got a non-committal shrug from the older, “only you can, hyung, only you.”
After their breakfast and as they were getting ready for an early schedule, he decided to check on their leader again, because who knows, he might be dozing out again, “Hyung, never do that again. It worries me and you freak me out when you do that.”
Kibum is out before Jinki was even finished putting on his pants.
Kibum’s words seemed to have entered an ear and came out the other ear of Jinki, though, as it was already the next day and the four of them just got home with Jinki staying in the dorms because he was excluded from the schedule.
The first thing Kibum did was to enter their room and when he didn’t spot the huge lump in any of their beds, he started to yell.
“That early?” Jonghyun muttered, almost tripping because of the scattered shoes at the entrance of their door.
“Jinki hyung should really stop playing with Kibum hyung,” Taemin followed, almost instantly going to their room to finally get some rest.
“It’s not like Kibum doesn’t like it, you know,” Jonghyun snorted, heavily dropping on their couch, “If he did, hyung wouldn’t get out of it easily like every other time,”
“True,” Minho said, flipping their television on and immediately changed the channel from the home-shopping channel to something sporty, “Kibum’s a little biased when it comes to hyung,”
Their little rebellion was cut to an end when Kibum came to the living room screaming, “Hyung, Jinki hyung, where the hell are you?”
Both of them didn’t mind the screaming subject of their conversation just a minute ago. Instead, they both had their eyes on the tv screen, watching the active members of different sport teams compete with each other.
Meanwhile, Kibum was still on his search for their seemingly lost leader. He had been to their room, the living room and even the bathroom (where he was holed up yesterday) but he still saw no clue of the leader. He strode in the kitchen that was in a very tidy manner just how he left it a few hours ago. Suspicious.
“Hyung, I swear, if you don’t come out now I - Oh my fucking god,” he opened one of the little cabinets beneath their kitchen counters when he saw their leader in a fetus position, the rubber ducky still snug in his arms and he actually had drool coming out from his mouth, “Oh my god, hyung, what the fuck?”
“Guess he found out where hyung is,” Jonghyun snickered, but Minho actually cared enough to stand up and go to where the screech came from.
He was met with the image of a still Kibum with his hand on the cabinet’s handle, and their leader who was slowly waking up from sleep.
“Hey, oh. Hey, you’re home already?” He yawned, rubbing an eye with a closed fist when Minho decided he did not want to see what was going to happen next.
“Hyung, what the fuck, I’m already spewing out different kinds of profanities oh my god,” Kibum lightly (aka. harshly) kicked a part of Jinki’s thighs as he ran a hand through his hair, “Hyung, why are you, of all places in the world, sleeping in a cabinet? You can barely fit in, how did you even managed to sleep so comfortably!”
“That hurt!” He pouted, rubbing the part where his shoe tip landed on, “that actually hurt.”
“Oh, stop being a baby,” He finally calmed down, his hands resting on his hips, “So are you getting out already or do you want me to slam this door against your face?”
They were having a little meeting in their living room, with the exception of the sleeping Taemin, when Kibum scolded Jinki like he was older than him.
“Hyung, seriously, haven’t you heard anything I’ve said yesterday?” He ran a hand down his face, “Don’t go sleeping in places you aren’t supposed to sleep!”
“I was just - “
“No, hyung. No,” He glared at the three of them when Minho and Jonghyun started to stand up, and Jinki just looked at him with a kicked-puppy expression, “Hyung, stop that. You also have to stop sleeping in weird places, really,”
“I’m sorry, Kibum,” he finally apologized after a minute, and Kibum scolded and nagged at him for so many times, but really, he was just worried. “I just, I don’t even know how I got in that little cabinet!”
“Really?” Three raised eyebrows were turned to him, but Kibum took him off the hook.
“Just, hyung,” a serious look took over his face, his lips set in a straight line, “don’t make me worry too much, it hurts my head.”
“Promise,” Jinki did a childish cross-my-heart gesture, and Minho and Jonghyun just rolled their eyes when Kibum walked out.
“He really gets off the hook too many times to not be called unbiased,” Jonghyun pouted, and hoped that Kibum hadn’t heard his statement. He had a mini-congratulatory dance when he didn’t.
It was the night of the same day when Kibum had his third shock.
He was the last one to enter their room, and once he did, the others were already sound asleep.
That was what he thought, but when he came closer to his bed just beside the nightstand, a hand coming from under his bed shot to his feet, latching onto it.
“Oh my fucking god, no I don’t want to die oh my god save me,” He shrieked for his life.
It was weird how the rest of the members didn’t wake up, only shifting positions and doing nothing at all after that. He even suspected Taemin slapping a mosquito off of his arm.
When the hand released its hold because it was shaking (with what Kibum decided was held-back laughter), he stepped on it, hard.
“Ow.”
“What the fuck was that about?” He demanded, stomping his foot loudly.
A grinning Jinki slid out of under the bed, dusting off himself from any dust before latching himself onto Kibum.
“What the - “
“You’ve said a lot of profanities today, I think that’s enough,” Jinki wagged a finger in front of his face as his other hand covered Kibum’s mouth. Kibum only rolled his eyes.
“No, really. What were you doing under my bed,” Kibum lied down on his bed once Jinki removed his hand.
“Just, you know, places to go, places to be,” Jinki playfully raised an eyebrow before pushing lightly at Kibum’s side. He reluctantly made room for him.
“No, I obviously don’t.”
“Seriously, though,” Kibum said after a few couple of minutes with his face buried in Jinki’s chest, “what were you doing sleeping around in unusual places?”
Kibum almost thought that the older was finally asleep when a smooth voice broke the comfortable silence.
“Finding the place where I really belong,” Kibum’s cheek visibly flushed, he was almost ready to retort when Jinki cut him off, “but I finally found out where I really belong.”
Kibum cringed, but he internally squealed like a fangirl, “Where?” It took him a lot of effort to not sound like a maiden-in-love when he asked.
“Beside you, with you in my arms like this,” and the moonlight lit Jinki’s smile like a spotlight.
“Shut up,” but Kibum only buried his face deeper in his chest, to hide the burning red color on his cheeks, “and don’t ever use those lines on me again, Jinki. You’re really disgustingly cheesy.”
“Only for you, babe.” A quick, but sweet kiss landed on his forehead. Jinki swept his bangs to the side, “only for you.”
And even though Jonghyun’s rubber ducky wasn’t with him when he slept, Jinki still had the best sleep ever.
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A/N: Oh my god what is this. Just, I don’t even know hahaha. My net was cut off, for like, two days and I was really, really already this bored, goodness. But, have a little crack (and never-ending fluff) after all the drama in my journal lol. In those two pre-historical days I've spent (lol), you know what I did? I just watched The Voice (US) on my computer, WHO ELSE LOVES THE VOICE. I just love watching talent shows like that. Anyway, comments are, as you all know, very appreciated! I'll come up with something new soon :-)
Also, I would like to include here that last month, April, I did something for my birthday. I was meaning to put it up on that day but a lot of things came up, so I haven't. Anyway, it's here. I actually compiled the most encouraging comments I've ever received from readers starting from 2010 to 2012. I just really want to thank you guys, I just keep on thinking for a simple reply or thank you doesn't do justice to what you do to me, so yeah. Thank you, you guys :-)
Also! Last one, lol. I opened up a comm I used to have back then again. It's thesespaces, and it's kind of like a progress journal. You can find my noob fics from early '10 there, I am still in the process of updating it with my newer/latest fics. You can really see my fail there, and my improvement ofc. It's not much, but if you visit, I'll be a one happy person!