{ Secret admirers } Jonghyun/Key
for: ms_ravishing
[1st poem: credits to grobb_Johnson, 2nd poem/passage: credits to Paul Valéry (19th-/20th-century French poet & philosopher), and 3rd poem: credits to Langston Hughes’s The Ring]
“Omo! There he is!” Kim Jonghyun gasped as he adjusted his glasses and hid behind the lockers. His friends, Choi Minho & Lee Taemin, stood around his small frame to hide him successfully as Kim Kibum strutted to his locker, which was 5 feet away from Jonghyun’s. Everyone knew Kibum as Key, the Almighty Diva who was a promising student at the university, studying fashion and even landed himself an internship at Fashion Channel as an assistant secretary of the fashion brand department.
With Key’s good looks, blonde fair hair, and astounding talents that can stump any man or woman, it’s no shock that he’s the most popular student at the university. Plus gaining an internship during his 2nd year in college gave him bonus points for all the female population in the school to create fan clubs based on solely him. Last time I counted, there was so far 5 clubs established in the university - the girls who love him for his diva personality (he can be a real bitch sometimes……yeah), the guys who wish to be chics just to snag him (because with his high school dating record, he’s definitely into women, which shocked many students, including me), the performing art students, the ones who only want him for his money and fame, and the last ones…… ugh, don’t get me wrong, I respect women, but this club makes me want to punch them square in the face.
That’s why Jonghyun now is hiding - because he’s afraid of those tall ass bitches who wear dangerous high heels (though I wish they’d break their leg or something as they walk down the hallways like it’s a fucking runway). Those girls not only break dress code, but they use their “innocence” to get what they want. This includes Key, who unfortunately, became their target to protect. I saw them vowing once like a cult, chanting words of eternal love towards only Key. Sometimes it surprises me how calm Key is all the time…… then again, his blunt personality…… aish.
………you’re probably wondering why I’m narrating this in my head. Let me just introduce myself: the name is Lee Jinki, but I’d like to be called Onew by my friends. Anyone else who tries to call me by my full name (other than the adults and teachers) will truly get their ass kicked. The same rule applies for chicken.
No joke. No one took me seriously until two years ago, when someone tried to bully me by throwing my fried chicken in the trash. Last time I heard from him, he got out of the hospital after 6 months of anal surgery.
My brother, Taemin, shares the same friends as me. Minho (the tall frog-eyed man) & Jonghyun (who is cowering at the moment) are our good friends since elementary school. We all came to this private university to succeed in what we aim to achieve, which is our dreams. In order to pursue this, students have to earn internships by our 3rd year into the university. Taemin is in his 1st year, but he gained a scholarship for dancing, which makes him just as popular as Key… except he has fan boys. Minho & I always have to defend after-school predators from abducting him.
Anyways, Minho, Jonghyun, & I are on our 3rd year in this university, and we all obtained internships. Minho has sports, Jonghyun has music, and I have an internship in the medical field.
…………speaking of Kim Jonghyun……
I sighed as I saw Jonghyun hiding behind Minho & Taemin until Key left the hallways. I caught a small smile on Key’s face - probably from another note from his infamous “secret admirer”. Jonghyun sighed and pushed his glasses back in place as Minho & Taemin moved away from him. “Thanks, you guys……” he mumbled.
The two nodded and they all walked towards my direction. I slammed my locker shut and adjusted my own glasses. “Hey guys, who do you think is this secret admirer who keeps leaving stuff for Key?” I asked them.
“I don’t know, hyung. But whoever she is, she’s a real romantic girl! I don’t know what she writes in the notes, but she always leaves a small gift behind,” Taemin noted as he opened his locker beside mine and pulled out banana milk and a straw from the mini fridge in there. “The first time, it was a rose. The other time, it was a tiny stuffed teddy bear. Then there were small boxes of chocolates, keychains, literal keys, a mixtape to which no one to this day still hasn’t heard, and other trinkets of jewelry and flowers.” He drank his tiny milk carton, and I could’ve sworn I saw a smile on Jonghyun’s face as he stared at Taemin. Is he crushing after him? I thought he liked Key?
Minho shrugged and jabbed his thumb towards a clique of girls behind him, about 8 feet away. “Well, whoever she is, she’s been putting that crazy club of bitches in a bad mood since 3 weeks ago. They don’t even know who Key’s secret admirer is, and they stalk him the most.”
I sighed once more, seeing Jonghyun all shook up again at the mention of those fan girls. “Jonghyun, calm down. I don’t think they have beef with you anymore since this mysterious admirer showed up,” I reassured him. He nodded, but he somehow became more tense at the thought of a secret admirer.
He probably has a flashback memory of when he first talked to Key. Unfortunately, I was there to witness it. It was the 1st year for Key at the university and 2nd for us. He had already caught Jonghyun’s eye, turning him from a straight man to a schoolgirl who watched the diva from afar. When Minho & I chatted about Key’s girly side in every conversation, Jonghyun would defend him and talk about his manly sides, like how he was even good at sports and dated girls back in high school, according to his sources. (Though Key went to high school in America and we’re all in South Korea, we never questioned Jonghyun how he knew this information.)
So anyways, at the end of our 2nd year before the summer, Jonghyun worked up the courage to talk to Key. They animatedly chatted as I walked out of the science lab, and I smiled seeing my best friend happy. But then that fan club of girls came over the hallway and saw Jonghyun’s blush as Key walked away to go to his next class. By the next class time during math, I found a bruised-faced Jonghyun limping to class, arriving late. He didn’t dare talk about it until after classes ended and we went to my dorm room with Minho. (Jonghyun’s roommate was Minho’s cousin, Siwon, but his boyfriend always comes every other night in the dorm room. Let’s just say Jonghyun’s had enough of memorizing Heechul’s name through loud moans.) Jonghyun explained how those girls found out he had a crush on Key and started hitting him with their stilettos, scratched his skin with their nails, and pulled his hair tightly, slamming him into the lockers when no one was around the hallways.
Ever since then, the bitches have been giving death glares to Jonghyun until recently, when their attention diverted to Key’s reactions when he sees a note directed to him from his secret admirer. Jonghyun is sure lucky……
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It started when Key had an internet buddy over the summer break before he arrived to school in South Korea. He was getting ready to plan and pack his belongings when he got an instant message from a complete stranger.
SlavePuppy: I’m here to obey my master~
MisterSimple: ……okay……
SlavePuppy: Oh come on, sweetcakes, you know you had a great chat session last week ^^
“Last week? I wasn’t even on - Gwiboon!” Key cursed his cousin’s family visit last week, meaning she had snuck away from the family gathering and used his computer for naughty uses. He started typing back to the stranger.
MisterSimple: Question.
SlavePuppy: Yes, master?
MisterSimple: Did we do a video chat last week?
SlavePuppy: Hell yeah, we did. You were pretty hot. *licks lips*
“The fuck…?” Key frowned and clicked the invite button for video chatting. A second later, the invitation was accepted and immediately Key’s screen was filled with a camera vision of his cousin’s chat mate. The man definitely looked like a puppy…… a dinosaur-breeding puppy. His jawline and slightly tanned honey skin made him look handsome, though.
Fortunately, Key didn’t have to hear him talk, because he never bought a mic for his computer. The boy in the screen was the first one to type something.
SlavePuppy: Didn’t you have longer hair? And brown hair?
SlavePuppy: Did you go to the salon?
MisterSimple: I’m a guy, you idiot. The one you fucked over videocam was my cousin.
SlavePuppy: …………………oh.
Key could’ve sworn he saw a blush on the man’s face. He personally thought it was cute.
MisterSimple: You also should realize my username is MISTER Simple.
SlavePuppy: ………yeah, I know.
MisterSimple: And you didn’t find that weird?
SlavePuppy: Not really……I actually found it hot.
From the other side of the world, Jonghyun blushed harder as he saw the boy’s jaw fall open in disbelief through his computer screen.
MisterSimple: You’re kidding.
SlavePuppy: You should see your cousin. She had the weirdest kinks. She made me do all this weird shit that night……
MisterSimple: Ew. Stop there. Don’t want to even know how you were having videocam sex with her. Disgusting.
SlavePuppy: For the record, you look like her. o.o
MisterSimple: UGGH! WHY DOES EVERYONE SAY THAT?!
MisterSimple: There’s a reason why I hate her AND I dyed my hair blonde!
MisterSimple: And if I ever see you personally, I’ll make sure to castrate you for doing vile things to my family member!
SlavePuppy: Hey! She’s the one who told me to shove my roommate’s dildo up my ass!
MisterSimple: WHAT?!
MisterSimple: ………your roommate has a dildo?
Jonghyun nodded over the screen and turned around, out of his seat, to grab the dildo from underneath Siwon’s bed. He had to bend down, and Key noticed how slim his waist line was underneath the loose shirt the boy was wearing, like an S-line curve that all his ex-girlfriends would have been jealous over. And Key’s mind went blank as he saw the curves of the boy’s ass through the boxers. The puppy-looking boy practically leaped in excitement once he found it and ran back to the computer, showing the video camera a glimpse of Siwon’s dildo.
SlavePuppy: Actually, this is my roommate’s boyfriend’s dildo. My roommate made it for him with some homemade kit, but his boyfriend is practically living here anyway.
MisterSimple: Damn, your roommate’s dick is huge!
SlavePuppy: Tsh. I know, don’t remind me. =.=
MisterSimple: Awww~ is the puppy upset because he doesn’t have a bigger dick?
Key laughed so hard, and he can feel the boy’s glares through the screen. He may not have heard him, but he was able to see Key’s reaction clearly.
SlavePuppy:
Oh, like you have a bigger dick.
MisterSimple: Is that a challenge?
In the end, Key won by an inch and a half more than Jonghyun. They showed their dicks on screen in an erected state and literally measured it to check, much to the elder’s reluctance. By the end of the day, they had their own nicknames for each other. Key was known as ‘Master’ to Jonghyun, and Jonghyun was known as ‘Puppy’ to Key.
By the end of the summer, the two became great internet buddies. But when Key had to move to South Korea, he felt devastated to tell ‘Puppy’, so he decided to tell him after he moved. It couldn’t be hard, right?
Unfortunately, as soon as he started schooling in South Korea, Key was busy as hell and the thought of informing his internet buddy flew out of the window. It wasn’t until the end of his 1st year that he was confronted by a familiar pair of puppy eyes.
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“Kim Kibum?”
Key looked up at a familiar face, but the glasses were in the way, preventing him from recognizing the person. “Yes?”
The shorter male bowed. “Hello, my name is Kim Jonghyun. I’m a 3rd year in this university majoring in music.”
Key slowly nodded, recognizing the elder student in one of his music classes. “Ah, so you’re my sunbae?”
Jonghyun nodded. “And you’re my Master.”
That threw Key off by a lot. “E-Excuse me?” he stuttered.
Jonghyun smiled and took off his glasses for a short moment. He stared into Key’s eyes, and Key immediately recognized him. He started laughing in disbelief, not noticing the shorter male’s tanned honey-colored skin before.
“Oh my God!” he cried out happily and hugged Jonghyun, liking the way the other student felt in his arms. He pulled away quickly and analyzed him carefully as the other adjusted his glasses. “Ah, the glasses! I never knew you wore glasses! And I never knew you were in Korea!!!”
Jonghyun playfully smacked Key’s arm, faking a pout. “I thought for a second there you were ignoring me or even forgot about me.”
“I never forgot about you, but I did forget to mention that I’m schooling here now. Sorry~”
Jonghyun smiled, and Key loved that smile. He wanted to be the only one to see a smile so pure from Jonghyun’s soft lips.
Suddenly the bell rang, causing Key to frown. “I have to get to my next class now……” he muttered.
“Oh! Um……why won’t we chat later online, since you’re busy almost all the time now?”
Key smiled sadly. “My internet seriously sucks though. The Wi-Fi in my dorm floor doesn’t work like most floors does.” It pained the taller male to see Jonghyun look like a kicked puppy as he said the truth. Then all of a sudden Jonghyun grinned at him. “I’ll find a way for us to meet! No worries~”
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The first note was the beginning of Key’s 2nd year. He couldn’t meet up with Jonghyun over the summer because he had to travel to Europe to meet his half-relatives, considering he was half English. When he opened his locker, a notecard fell out with a rose. He quickly picked it up and made sure to hide it away from the group of fan girls who doted on him. He still didn’t forgive those bitches who hurt Jonghyun. It pained him to remember how he couldn’t do anything and how he should’ve once word got out who had beaten the crap out of the short music major. He used to be nice to them, but now he just ignores all fan girls in general because of that incident.
He recognized the writing from a blurry flashback, back when he & Jonghyun used video cameras to show how well they wrote. Jonghyun had the worst handwriting in Hangul, but excelled when it came to English, which puzzled both boys.
The note was written in English to ‘Master’.
Dear Master,
The image of you,
and the feeling it brings.
While thinking of you,
my heart it grows wings.
And I lose what to say.
Thinking of you,
while feeling these things.
When I see you smile,
my heart it grows wings.
And I can't look away.
This feeling for you,
just like the dove sings.
From hearing you laugh,
my heart if grows wings.
And these feelings they stay.
From sitting near you,
my bell well it rings.
With hearing your voice,
my heart it grows wings.
And I hope this makes you smile today.
Eternally yours, your Puppy
Key couldn’t help but smile as he read it on his way to his art class. He kept the note hidden and secure in his pocket until he got back to his dorm room to pin it up on his bulletin board. His roommate, Kim Heechul, was very reliable and trustworthy, so he knew their room would never be found by those stalker fan girls of his. Besides, Heechul always seems to sleep in his boyfriend’s room every other night.
With the rose, Key kept it safe in a slim vase until it nearly withered, and he used it as a bookmark in his favorite page of a fairytale novel he loved so much as a kid.
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“I bet he threw them away! That rose must’ve had poisonous thorns on them!”
“Tsh. You need to romance the Almighty Diva with something huge! Like this $100,000 necklace I bought from America!”
The other girls gasped and focused on their leader’s necklace. Key rolled his eyes as he sat next to Onew during science class. “Yah, Dubu, look how fake her necklace is.” Key stated in a deadpan.
Onew chuckled and patted Key on the back. Everyone knew that he & Key became the ultimate friends since Key bumped into Onew, who tripped on air. Key laughed so hard that he exclaimed to the whole university that Lee Jinki is his friend and stuck by him ever since. He never really hung out with Onew’s friends, though.
The elder of the two took off his glasses as he prepared himself to do an experiment, putting on the goggles. He glanced at the prep table and frowned. “Key, is this for you?” Onew picked up a folded note addressed to said person and a mini teddy bear off the table. Key looked up and quickly took them, stuffing them in his bag. “Let’s - um - focus on this assignment!” Key stammered.
The next note was written in a different colored ink.
Dear Master,
Oh, hasten not this loving act,
Rapture where self and not-self meet:
My life has been the awaiting you,
Your footfall was my own heart’s beat.
Eternally yours, your Puppy
Key grinned and pinned the note on the wall. Heechul came in, holding an orange dildo. The two roommates awkwardly stared at each other for a while until Heechul teasingly smirked at Key. “Is that a love note? Do you have a secret admirer?”
“Is that a dildo? Isn’t that shaped too realistically for your taste?”
“……touché.”
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Eventually word got out about a secret admirer going after the Almighty Diva. It was nothing special for people to gossip about, really, but that was before they caught a smile on Key’s face every time he finds that one special note with a small gift. No matter how many stalkers try to follow him, they never found out who the secret admirer is.
And it seems that they never will.
“Hyung! Let’s go inside Key hyung’s house!” Taemin exclaimed as he dragged me to the door, snapping me out of my reverie. Minho was already ahead of us, knocking on the door and holding onto his luggage and half of Taemin’s. I’m holding my own and the other half of Taemin’s luggage as well. My brother is a really jumpy boy, so we have to watch out for his stuff in case he accidentally wrecks his luggage in the middle of skipping down the street on the way to Key’s house.
You see, it’s the summer break now. And we three faithful friends decided to give a surprise visit to Key’s house in America, since his internship in Korea doesn’t start until his 3rd year of university.
And to answer a curious thought, yes, Lee Taemin had been skipping to the airport, on the airplane, and onto the streets of Boston, Massachusetts.
We tried going to Jonghyun’s house, but his family said that he had to travel abroad for his music internship. They didn’t even know where, but they trusted Jonghyun to behave.
So anyways, back to reality………
The door opened and out popped Key with bedhead hair and no shirt. In fact, his boxers were nearly slipping down past his hip bones. Taemin gasped and finally stopped jumping. Minho quickly covered Taemin’s eyes after dropping the luggage he was carrying.
As for me, I felt like I was gaping like a fish, but hey, who wouldn’t? Key had hickeys all over his torso and hip bones, especially on his neck.
“Uh, hey guys……how’s it going?” Key asked in Korean, rubbing the nape of his neck. I saw Minho’s nose scrunch up from the corner of my eye. It did smell weird… like he had -
“ARE YOU HAVING SEX?!” Taemin blurted the obvious question in the air, giving all of us an awkward silence.
Key shifted his arms awkwardly, trying to wipe the lipstick mark off his body. In my head, it didn’t make sense. Lipstick means girl, which means there’s a girl in his house, which means his parents aren’t home, which means that Key spent the night with a girl. I kind of feel bad for his secret admirer.
………unless………
I glanced at Key, who kept turning his head behind him to check the inside of his house. I caught a glimpse of the pink paper crane with heart stickers hanging on his ceiling like a mistletoe. “Key………exactly who is your secret admirer?”
Key gasped and immediately shook his head, blocking the path to his house. “What are you talking about?! I didn’t bring any secret admirer here! He’s not in the house!” He stammered.
I raised my eyebrow at him. “I didn’t state that your secret admirer isn’t here, nor have I ever said that the person was a ‘he’. I only asked who is your secret admirer.” I clarified. Key gulped, realizing he got caught.
All of a sudden we heard an “Oomph!” and a thud from the inside of the house. Then we heard a manly groan that sounded oddly familiar.
Minho got the same idea as I did and pushed past Key, letting go of Taemin. He trudged into the house, much to Key’s protest, and searched the area for the noise. We heard another “Ow, that hurts! Dammit, Kibum!”, which gave us 3 things: 1. the voice sounded very familiar, 2. Key had topped a guy, and 3. the guy is Korean (given that he was cursing in our language).
As Taemin & I followed Minho up the stairs to where the noise came from, Taemin whispered closely to me, “Onew hyung, I really thought Key hyung would bottom……” “Yah! I heard that!” screeched an annoying diva behind us. When I mean annoying, I mean that he kept tugging my shirt so I’d fall down the stairs. Not today. The condition of mine won’t work today.
The moment Minho barged into the room and we followed quickly, all of us were stumped at seeing such a sight before us: Kim Jonghyun with a pink collar around his neck, without his eyeglasses, his hair formed in a crazy bedhead, his naked body standing (though he looked like he was having trouble), and there were similar hickeys on his skin that matched Key’s. He was blushing as hard as Key, too.
All we could do was stare in shock until Taemin exclaimed, “HOLY SHIT, JONGHYUN HYUNG IS A PUPPY!”
How awkward.
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The day before….
“Kibummie! We’re going to go on our business trip now!” Key’s mother called out before closing the door.
“Have fun~” Key called back half-heartedly, feeling lazy at home by himself. His parents work in the same company and had to take a week trip for an important conference meeting which requires a week for the business deal to land. The boy really doesn’t care as long as he gets the house to himself.
Suddenly the doorbell rings, eliciting a frustrated groan from Key’s mouth. He got up from the couch and walked to the door, swinging it open. “Dad, did Mom forget to - hello?”
Key walked out on his front porch and tried looking for anyone, but there was no one outside. He scratched his head and looked down, finding a pink dog collar and a note. He gasped and picked it up, immediately reading it on the spot, seeing as his useless stalkers are all the way to the other side of the world.
The note was written in the same color as the dog collar.
Dear Master,
Love is the master of the ring
And life a circus tent.
What is this silly song you sing?
Love is the master of the ring.
I am afraid!
Afraid of Love
And of Love’s bitter whip!
Afraid,
Afraid of Love
And Love’s sharp, stinging whip.
What is this silly song you sing?
Love is the master of the ring.
Eternally yours, your Puppy
Key gasped and quickly scanned the area. “Kim Jonghyun! Come out now!” he yelled. A couple of onlookers eyed him weirdly before going back to their daily activities.
The blonde boy sighed before thinking it over, smirking a bit. “Oh, puppy! Here boy!” he called out, waving the pink collar in the air.
And just like that, Jonghyun came out of the bushes to reveal himself, this time not with eyeglasses and wearing something casual than the usual nerdy look he used in the university. He came bounding toward the steps and jumped into Key’s arms, kissing him abruptly. Key kissed back immediately and grinned into the kiss, pulling his newfound lover into his house. Jonghyun never left the building, even after their friends gave them a surprise visit, until the day Key’s parents had to come back home.
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I only have chicken.
I came to that conclusion as I was eating my favorite meal, fried chicken. I watched in front of me as Minho flirted with my brother across the lunch tables.
Just then, Key comes strutting through the cafeteria doors with Jonghyun by his side. By now, Jonghyun got rid of his glasses (he only used them for reading) and gained some popularity, but he never notices his fans at school. He had only eyes for Key.
Love is in the air, and all I have on my lips is the taste of fried chicken.