Kibum's List of No-No Girls [0/?]
Title: Kibum's List of No-No Girls (Temp. Title) [0/?]
Genre: Romance, Drama, Crack, Fluff
Rating: G to PG-13
Focus: Key Kim Kibum
Pairing: Kibum/OC(lesleyhongdodo :D)
Summary: Kibum is not too happy at the questions he receives for an interview.
A/N: This is again, a gift fic for my dear friend Lesley! Happy Birthday dear girl, and yeah this is the fan fic I promised you! I'll try to update as much as possible okay! Have a happy, happy birthday! (:
“Jjong, I am so tired of these ideal girl questions, ”Kibum nagged when they just got out of another interview that had an ignorant interviewer who hasn’t done any research on them before everything.
“That’s why, be like me and just always say those few names. Just pick one, you know, recognized and successful female in the industry. Or if you want some attention, like you usually do, try politicians!”
Jonghyun wasn’t making any sense as the words spilled out of his mouth. Kibum rolled his eyes and smacked a cap on top of his head and pushed him to lean back on the car’s seat. “Get some sleep, Jjong.”
It wasn’t more than five minutes later when Kibum started to hear Jonghyun’s faint snores. He laughed silently and the door opened to the other three members climbing in from another rundown meeting they rushed off to in the same building.
“Woah, hyung is sleeping already?” Minho climbed into the front seat, looking back at Jonghyun, sleeping soundly with his mouth moving, as though he was talking.
“Yeah, that interview killed our brain cells,” Kibum answered and Minho smirked knowingly.
“I need to take a nap too,” Taemin snuggled up beside Jonghyun and the older let his head fall on Taemin’s while the younger’s head lay snugly in between his jaw and shoulder. “I need to study for my finals when I get home.”
Kibum reached to pat Taemin’s knee as a way of saying good night and looked out of the window as the car started to drive off with Onew on the other side of him. Ideal girl, he mused.
At his age and current career situation, he has not ever thought anything about relationships yet. It’s not like he doesn’t want it, or gay like what a lot of people are speculating; it’s more like he didn’t know what to expect from a girl that he liked. He always believed that he would know if he likes the girl the first time he sees her.
The mental list of things he liked in girls wasn’t growing at all. He growled lowly, causing Onew to stir in his sleep beside him. Maybe I don’t know what kind of girls I like, but I most certainly know what kind of girl I don’t like, he thought. A smile spread across his face as he took out a piece of paper to scribble down his thoughts. “The things I don’t like about girls,” his title read.
“Number 1, taller than me,” Kibum murmured as he penned down his worst fear for his future girlfriend. Kibum wasn’t really tall for a guy, and he kind of disliked that. As a guy, he hope he can be taller and thereafter look more manly and more ability to protect his girl.
“Number 2, whiny bitch,” he chuckled as he penned down this point and put a star next to it, signifying Jonghyun. He once stated that if his future girlfriend were to be like Jonghyun, he would probably die from all the sensitivity and attention that he needs.
“Number 3, temperamental,” he jotted. As much as he was one himself, he hated girls doing that. “Hypocrite,” he mocked in a Minho-like tone.
The rest of his list was done in a fun and relaxed manner, where most of which he didn’t mean but just to get it down. He enjoyed doing it, and it did keep him occupied the whole ride back to the dorm.
“Time to sleep, and maybe I’ll dream of this ideal girl, haha,” Kibum laughed at himself before closing his eyes to drift into slumber.
A/N: I hope that wasn't too bad!
Genre: Romance, Drama, Crack, Fluff
Rating: G to PG-13
Focus: Key Kim Kibum
Pairing: Kibum/OC(lesleyhongdodo :D)
Summary: Kibum is not too happy at the questions he receives for an interview.
A/N: This is again, a gift fic for my dear friend Lesley! Happy Birthday dear girl, and yeah this is the fan fic I promised you! I'll try to update as much as possible okay! Have a happy, happy birthday! (:
“Jjong, I am so tired of these ideal girl questions, ”Kibum nagged when they just got out of another interview that had an ignorant interviewer who hasn’t done any research on them before everything.
“That’s why, be like me and just always say those few names. Just pick one, you know, recognized and successful female in the industry. Or if you want some attention, like you usually do, try politicians!”
Jonghyun wasn’t making any sense as the words spilled out of his mouth. Kibum rolled his eyes and smacked a cap on top of his head and pushed him to lean back on the car’s seat. “Get some sleep, Jjong.”
It wasn’t more than five minutes later when Kibum started to hear Jonghyun’s faint snores. He laughed silently and the door opened to the other three members climbing in from another rundown meeting they rushed off to in the same building.
“Woah, hyung is sleeping already?” Minho climbed into the front seat, looking back at Jonghyun, sleeping soundly with his mouth moving, as though he was talking.
“Yeah, that interview killed our brain cells,” Kibum answered and Minho smirked knowingly.
“I need to take a nap too,” Taemin snuggled up beside Jonghyun and the older let his head fall on Taemin’s while the younger’s head lay snugly in between his jaw and shoulder. “I need to study for my finals when I get home.”
Kibum reached to pat Taemin’s knee as a way of saying good night and looked out of the window as the car started to drive off with Onew on the other side of him. Ideal girl, he mused.
At his age and current career situation, he has not ever thought anything about relationships yet. It’s not like he doesn’t want it, or gay like what a lot of people are speculating; it’s more like he didn’t know what to expect from a girl that he liked. He always believed that he would know if he likes the girl the first time he sees her.
The mental list of things he liked in girls wasn’t growing at all. He growled lowly, causing Onew to stir in his sleep beside him. Maybe I don’t know what kind of girls I like, but I most certainly know what kind of girl I don’t like, he thought. A smile spread across his face as he took out a piece of paper to scribble down his thoughts. “The things I don’t like about girls,” his title read.
“Number 1, taller than me,” Kibum murmured as he penned down his worst fear for his future girlfriend. Kibum wasn’t really tall for a guy, and he kind of disliked that. As a guy, he hope he can be taller and thereafter look more manly and more ability to protect his girl.
“Number 2, whiny bitch,” he chuckled as he penned down this point and put a star next to it, signifying Jonghyun. He once stated that if his future girlfriend were to be like Jonghyun, he would probably die from all the sensitivity and attention that he needs.
“Number 3, temperamental,” he jotted. As much as he was one himself, he hated girls doing that. “Hypocrite,” he mocked in a Minho-like tone.
The rest of his list was done in a fun and relaxed manner, where most of which he didn’t mean but just to get it down. He enjoyed doing it, and it did keep him occupied the whole ride back to the dorm.
“Time to sleep, and maybe I’ll dream of this ideal girl, haha,” Kibum laughed at himself before closing his eyes to drift into slumber.
A/N: I hope that wasn't too bad!