Boyfriends
A/N: Continuation of The Prom Confession because why not!
Minho is nervous. He hasn't actually spoken to Kibum since he asked him to prom. He'd texted the blond to confirm his number, for a moment it had seemed to good to be true. Kibum had text back with a time, address, and a smiley face. Now he was sitting in this cafe waiting. He looked to his cell 11:00. Any minute Kibum could come walking in. His eyes were fixed to the door when a hand tapped on his shoulder.
There Kibum stood in a visor and apron, "You didn't notice me behind the counter? You just came in and sat down with your eyes glued to the door."
"You," Minho felt embarrassed, "Sorry I didn't know you worked here."
Kibum smiled, "You came early."
"Uh," Minho tried to think of something to say that wouldn't make him want to bury himself in a hole, "I was just worried about being on time."
Kibum nodded taking off his visor. "Do you want anything? Coffee, tea, water, snack? I'm going to grab a latte and my bag."
"Oh yeah um," He stood looking to the menu, "I didn't actually pay attention to that. Anything you'd recommend?"
Kibum smiled, "I'll be right back."
Minho watched him walk behind the counter again and prepare two drinks. He disappeared briefly behind the employee only door before returning with a polka dot messenger bag. He held out a drink to Minho while sipping at his own latte. He waved to the other employee behind the counter. Minho followed him out.
"Did you drive here?" Kibum asked as they stood outside the cafe.
Minho nodded, "Yeah."
"Wanna give me a ride home?" The cheeky dimpled smile made Minho's palms sweat.
"Sure," He sipped at the cool drink Kibum had given him, some sort of iced tea.
Kibum gave him directions and the closer they got to Kibum's home the more intimidated he became. Kibum stretched over him practically in his lap to enter the gate code, muttering to himself, "stupid thing."
The house was big, really big. He'd never expected this. He hadn't known much about Kibum. Kibum kept to himself mostly. He had a small group of friends but it seemed like he had more friends from outside of school than most kids. Minho understood why, there was no way Kibum lived in their district. Travel time to and from the school must make it hard to be in clubs or participate in other activities and he had a job. As he parked beside an expensive car Minho wasn't quite sure why Kibum had a job, he definitely didn't need money.
Kibum exited the car calmly pulling out his keys. "Come on."
Minho followed quickly trying not to marvel at the house too much but he knew it was a wasted effort.
"It's ok I know it's crazy, you can say something." Kibum said coolly opening the door to the mansion.
"It's just really big and I wasn't expecting it." Minho began looking around, "Why do you go to a school 40 minutes from your house?"
"It has a better art program, and more Korean students than the school near here." Kibum tossed his empty cup into the trash. "Want a tour?"
Minho nodded and Kibum simply took his hand. He showed him everything. The huge kitchen, the entertainment room, the outside space, the pool before moving on to upstairs. "My parents use the second floor. The top floor is mine." He held Minho's hand, "It's like having an apartment."
Kibum's floor was both messy and tidy, with some spaces messier than others. Minho watched as Kibum hung up his apron by the door and leaving his bag on the ground.
"This is of course the entertainment area...kind of I only use that couch to hold clothes I don't want to put up." Kibum explained, he led Minho to the next room revealing a kitchenette and work space. "This is where I work usually. Painting, sewing, pottery, studying that's why it's messiest here. Come on," He led him into the last space a huge bedroom with a glass wall. "Where I sleep and spend most of my free time." He looked to Minho, "I'm going to change out of my work clothes ok? I feel weird showing you my house when I smell like sweat and an Americano. I'll be right back. You can sit where ever."
Minho watched Kibum disappear into what he assumed was a giant bathroom. He took a seat on the large bed and took out his phone hoping to quell some of his anxiety. He had two text messages one from Changmin another from his mother.
Don't screw up your date. :p He rolled his eyes replying with a whatever.
Please ask Kibum when he can come over for dinner. Changmin told me you had a date. Be a gentleman. He sighed of course Changmin would tell his mom. He replied with a simple yes.
Changmin texted back right away. Where did you go? Is your date over already? Minho responded We're at his house. I picked him up from work. We're going to get lunch he's just changing out of his uniform.
Minho looked around waiting for Changmin's reply. He noted the polka dot decals on his ceiling, his astronaut bed sheets, the selves of toys decorating Kibum's wall and the lone orchid that sat beside a buzz light year toy.
At his house alone?! Woah you're moving fast.
Please stop. It's bad enough you told my mom.
Kibum exited in a pair of leather pants and a long red sweater with a mcdonalds logo. He didn't dress this way at school. He sat beside Minho with a sigh. "Sorry I had you pick me up from work."
"It's fine." Minho said immediately, "I don't mind at all. I'm glad you asked."
"I had work this morning and I couldn't think of anything to do," Kibum leaned his head against Minho's shoulder, "But we need to talk because you asked me to prom in front of a classroom full of people and we've barely talked to each other."
Minho nodded stiffly. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you."
"Me?" Kibum laughed, "You looked like you were going to keel over after you told me to stop doodling. It was pretty adorable."
"I planned it out a week in advance. You're always sketching but I never figured you would be while I was making the speech." Minho replied.
"I didn't have a clue," Kibum bit his lip. "I thought you were straight and that it was no use."
Minho shrugged, "I've had crushes on girls before but right now I like you."
Minho felt him tense and for the first time since Kibum tapped on his shoulder he didn't feel like the most nervous one in the room. Kibum sat up looking Minho in the eyes, "I like you too. Thanks for asking me to prom."
The moment was ruined by his phone ringing. It was his mother he contemplated ignoring it but knew he couldn't. "It's my mom hold on real quick. Hi mom."
"Minho sweetie?" He lowered the caller voice realizing how loud it was when Kibum chuckled.
"Yes mom?" "Oh did you ask your boyfriend about dinner?" "I was just about to do that," He lied. "Ok go ahead and ask him." "Mom?" "Yes?" "Please we're kind of in the middle of something." He grumbled. "Oh yes well remember to ask and pick up milk on your way home ok." "Yes ok bye mom." "Bye-" He ended the call with a sigh wanting to curl up from embarrassment.
"Sorry about that." He turned back to a smiling Kibum. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "So what were we talking about?"
"Your mom calling me your boyfriend."
He choked on his breath. "I'm so sorry about that.I asked my neighbor for advice about asking you to prom and he told my mom and-"
"You haven't even asked me to be your boyfriend." Kibum interrupted, "You just said you wanted to go to prom together."
Minho took a deep breath, his heart beat nervously, "Would you go out with me? Would you be my boyfriend?"
"You'd have to pick me up from work sometimes, and let me sketch you. My parents will want to meet you," Kibum listed. "And my grandma will force me to bring you to visit her if we're boyfriends."
"You have to come over for dinner or my mom will never let me hear the end of it." Minho smiled, "And put up with me during soccer season."
"Deal." Minho was caught off guard by the quick kiss and could only touch his lips as Kibum sauntered away talking about getting burgers and going to a music shop.
A/N: This is just random maybe I'll make a part 3 about them at prom if it pops into my head. Hope you enjoyed it.
Minho is nervous. He hasn't actually spoken to Kibum since he asked him to prom. He'd texted the blond to confirm his number, for a moment it had seemed to good to be true. Kibum had text back with a time, address, and a smiley face. Now he was sitting in this cafe waiting. He looked to his cell 11:00. Any minute Kibum could come walking in. His eyes were fixed to the door when a hand tapped on his shoulder.
There Kibum stood in a visor and apron, "You didn't notice me behind the counter? You just came in and sat down with your eyes glued to the door."
"You," Minho felt embarrassed, "Sorry I didn't know you worked here."
Kibum smiled, "You came early."
"Uh," Minho tried to think of something to say that wouldn't make him want to bury himself in a hole, "I was just worried about being on time."
Kibum nodded taking off his visor. "Do you want anything? Coffee, tea, water, snack? I'm going to grab a latte and my bag."
"Oh yeah um," He stood looking to the menu, "I didn't actually pay attention to that. Anything you'd recommend?"
Kibum smiled, "I'll be right back."
Minho watched him walk behind the counter again and prepare two drinks. He disappeared briefly behind the employee only door before returning with a polka dot messenger bag. He held out a drink to Minho while sipping at his own latte. He waved to the other employee behind the counter. Minho followed him out.
"Did you drive here?" Kibum asked as they stood outside the cafe.
Minho nodded, "Yeah."
"Wanna give me a ride home?" The cheeky dimpled smile made Minho's palms sweat.
"Sure," He sipped at the cool drink Kibum had given him, some sort of iced tea.
Kibum gave him directions and the closer they got to Kibum's home the more intimidated he became. Kibum stretched over him practically in his lap to enter the gate code, muttering to himself, "stupid thing."
The house was big, really big. He'd never expected this. He hadn't known much about Kibum. Kibum kept to himself mostly. He had a small group of friends but it seemed like he had more friends from outside of school than most kids. Minho understood why, there was no way Kibum lived in their district. Travel time to and from the school must make it hard to be in clubs or participate in other activities and he had a job. As he parked beside an expensive car Minho wasn't quite sure why Kibum had a job, he definitely didn't need money.
Kibum exited the car calmly pulling out his keys. "Come on."
Minho followed quickly trying not to marvel at the house too much but he knew it was a wasted effort.
"It's ok I know it's crazy, you can say something." Kibum said coolly opening the door to the mansion.
"It's just really big and I wasn't expecting it." Minho began looking around, "Why do you go to a school 40 minutes from your house?"
"It has a better art program, and more Korean students than the school near here." Kibum tossed his empty cup into the trash. "Want a tour?"
Minho nodded and Kibum simply took his hand. He showed him everything. The huge kitchen, the entertainment room, the outside space, the pool before moving on to upstairs. "My parents use the second floor. The top floor is mine." He held Minho's hand, "It's like having an apartment."
Kibum's floor was both messy and tidy, with some spaces messier than others. Minho watched as Kibum hung up his apron by the door and leaving his bag on the ground.
"This is of course the entertainment area...kind of I only use that couch to hold clothes I don't want to put up." Kibum explained, he led Minho to the next room revealing a kitchenette and work space. "This is where I work usually. Painting, sewing, pottery, studying that's why it's messiest here. Come on," He led him into the last space a huge bedroom with a glass wall. "Where I sleep and spend most of my free time." He looked to Minho, "I'm going to change out of my work clothes ok? I feel weird showing you my house when I smell like sweat and an Americano. I'll be right back. You can sit where ever."
Minho watched Kibum disappear into what he assumed was a giant bathroom. He took a seat on the large bed and took out his phone hoping to quell some of his anxiety. He had two text messages one from Changmin another from his mother.
Don't screw up your date. :p He rolled his eyes replying with a whatever.
Please ask Kibum when he can come over for dinner. Changmin told me you had a date. Be a gentleman. He sighed of course Changmin would tell his mom. He replied with a simple yes.
Changmin texted back right away. Where did you go? Is your date over already? Minho responded We're at his house. I picked him up from work. We're going to get lunch he's just changing out of his uniform.
Minho looked around waiting for Changmin's reply. He noted the polka dot decals on his ceiling, his astronaut bed sheets, the selves of toys decorating Kibum's wall and the lone orchid that sat beside a buzz light year toy.
At his house alone?! Woah you're moving fast.
Please stop. It's bad enough you told my mom.
Kibum exited in a pair of leather pants and a long red sweater with a mcdonalds logo. He didn't dress this way at school. He sat beside Minho with a sigh. "Sorry I had you pick me up from work."
"It's fine." Minho said immediately, "I don't mind at all. I'm glad you asked."
"I had work this morning and I couldn't think of anything to do," Kibum leaned his head against Minho's shoulder, "But we need to talk because you asked me to prom in front of a classroom full of people and we've barely talked to each other."
Minho nodded stiffly. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you."
"Me?" Kibum laughed, "You looked like you were going to keel over after you told me to stop doodling. It was pretty adorable."
"I planned it out a week in advance. You're always sketching but I never figured you would be while I was making the speech." Minho replied.
"I didn't have a clue," Kibum bit his lip. "I thought you were straight and that it was no use."
Minho shrugged, "I've had crushes on girls before but right now I like you."
Minho felt him tense and for the first time since Kibum tapped on his shoulder he didn't feel like the most nervous one in the room. Kibum sat up looking Minho in the eyes, "I like you too. Thanks for asking me to prom."
The moment was ruined by his phone ringing. It was his mother he contemplated ignoring it but knew he couldn't. "It's my mom hold on real quick. Hi mom."
"Minho sweetie?" He lowered the caller voice realizing how loud it was when Kibum chuckled.
"Yes mom?" "Oh did you ask your boyfriend about dinner?" "I was just about to do that," He lied. "Ok go ahead and ask him." "Mom?" "Yes?" "Please we're kind of in the middle of something." He grumbled. "Oh yes well remember to ask and pick up milk on your way home ok." "Yes ok bye mom." "Bye-" He ended the call with a sigh wanting to curl up from embarrassment.
"Sorry about that." He turned back to a smiling Kibum. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "So what were we talking about?"
"Your mom calling me your boyfriend."
He choked on his breath. "I'm so sorry about that.I asked my neighbor for advice about asking you to prom and he told my mom and-"
"You haven't even asked me to be your boyfriend." Kibum interrupted, "You just said you wanted to go to prom together."
Minho took a deep breath, his heart beat nervously, "Would you go out with me? Would you be my boyfriend?"
"You'd have to pick me up from work sometimes, and let me sketch you. My parents will want to meet you," Kibum listed. "And my grandma will force me to bring you to visit her if we're boyfriends."
"You have to come over for dinner or my mom will never let me hear the end of it." Minho smiled, "And put up with me during soccer season."
"Deal." Minho was caught off guard by the quick kiss and could only touch his lips as Kibum sauntered away talking about getting burgers and going to a music shop.
A/N: This is just random maybe I'll make a part 3 about them at prom if it pops into my head. Hope you enjoyed it.