5 Steps To Profess Your Love (Kim Kibum Style); Jinki/Kibum; PG
Title: 5 Steps To Profess Your Love (Kim Kibum Style)
Author: flusteredmess
Rating: PG
Pairing/Focus: Jinki/Kibum
A/N: Finally, after an eternity of not posting anything! ;A; ♥
Kibum was never really someone who initiated the first move. He knew how to keep his emotions in check, and he had control, so in the end people came up to him, all flushed cheeks and twinkly eyes.
But then Lee Jinki, this dorky little oddball of a leader, just sort of stumbled into his life, and somehow, between the Donald Duck impersonations and the body gags, Kibum found himself having flushed cheeks and twinkly eyes whenever Jinki was within his line of sight.
Now, there was nothing wrong about falling for Jinki. None at all. In fact, he was one of the most sought-after ideal boyfriends in the industry. But still, Kibum found himself dreading that day he finally found it in himself to admit that he was in fact, truly in love with Jinki.
It wasn't that Jinki was embarrassing or whatever. It was just that he was so fucking dense. Even when Jonghyun made these weird kissing noises when Jinki had stood beside Kibum, he still couldn't get a hint. He only gave Jonghyun a sort-of weirded out look, then laughed as if he got the inside joke.
If only he knew, Kibum thought forlornly as he jabbed Jonghyun's ribs with his elbow.
And after a few more weeks of self-pity and longing glances at Jinki, Kibum finally accepted the fact that if he wanted to gain Jinki's affection, then he had to work for it the hard way.
And so, after long hours of painstaking work and hawk-eyed observation courtesy of Jonghyun, Kibum finally came up with a five-step manual on how to win Lee Jinki's heart.
Step 1: Eliminate all possible threats
Kibum frowned deeply, eyebrows furrowed together as he watched Jinki, the love of his life, and Taemin, his supposed son, tickle fight before his very eyes.
It should've looked innocent enough, but the way Taemin had his eyes shut and the way he was swaying his head from side to side seemed too... suggestive for Kibum's liking.
"Ah, Taeminnie, I think Minho's calling you." he said through gritted teeth, his hands balled into fists that were placed primly on his lap. Both Taemin and Jinki stopped, catching their breaths as they looked up at Kibum.
"He-- he is?" Taemin shot his head from the heaping mass of limbs that was Jinki, who was now inching his fingers around the maknae's middle again. "Ah, h-hyung, st-stop!"
"Oh, Taemin, I think Minho's getting impatient! You better hurry before he sulks or whatever." Kibum flashed an all-too sweet smile as Taemin quickly stood up, politely excusing himself as he bounded to Minho's room.
Touchdown.
Jinki sat up, hair messy and face lit up with laugh lines. Kibum snorted, then held out his hand for him to take.
"Thanks, Kibum-ah." Jinki said, flashing a million dollar smile as he dusted his pants. Kibum felt his cheeks prickling as he gave a noncommittal shrug.
Then Jonghyun entered the room, completely ruining the atmosphere as he wrestled Jinki back to the floor, both of them laughing raucously. It didn't take a genius to know that Jonghyun was doing it on purpose.
"Um, Jonghyun, can we talk?" Kibum muttered through gritted teeth. "Now?"
It also didn't take a genius to know that Kibum nearly caused the demise of Kim Jonghyun.
Step 2: Make him aware
"Why are we watching this again?" Jinki said as he took a handful of popcorn from the bowl that Kibum had meticulously placed on his lap. He stuffed his mouth as the younger man shrugged, pressing the play button.
"I like Quasimodo's voice." he said, secretly reveling in the fact that their thighs were touching as they sat beside each other on the couch. It was definitely Kibum's sheer luck that all of the other members had gone out, leaving him and Jinki to spend some quality time together.
Jinki scrunched his nose but said nothing, chewing his popcorn thoughtfully as the opening scene started.
Halfway through the movie though, he found himself falling asleep. His head lolled from side to side as he felt Kibum shift beside him. He finally came back to full consciousness when he heard the younger man blowing his nose quite loudly.
"Um, Kibum-ah," Jinki blinked as he cocked his head at Kibum. "are you crying?"
"No, no, it's just--" Kibum sniffed dramatically, dapping his cheeks. "I really feel for Esmeralda, you know? Even though Quasimodo's this clumsy and awkward guy, she still found herself falling for him. It's just... let's just say I can totally relate."
"Is it that bad for you to cry, though?" Jinki said, trying to humor Kibum, but it only resulted in more tears for the latter's part. "N-no, Kibum-ah, don't cry!"
"Esmeralda is an attractive and a perfectly sensible woman! She could have any man she wanted but she still chose Quasimodo who's just some big dork with an amazing voice!" Kibum stuttered at the end, covering half of his face as he sobbed into his handkerchief.
There was an awkward pause after that. Then Jinki turned to Kibum and reluctantly leaned closer. Kibum's heart stopped and everything faded away as Jinki continued to lean closer and closer until--
"But, um, doesn't Esmeralda end up with some manly soldier in the end?"
The ending credits rolled with Kibum's back facing Jinki.
Step 3: Special treatment is a must
Taemin popped his head into the kitchen, smiling when he saw Kibum hunched over the table, obviously absorbed in whatever he was reading. (which, Taemin realized as he loomed closer, was a Korean dishes cookbook.)
"Kibum-hyung," the maknae prodded Kibum with his finger. "Jonghyun-hyung wants me to tell you that--"
"Be quiet, Taeminnie, can't you see I'm in the middle of something important?" Kibum snapped, closing the book shut as he proceeded to lay out the ingredients for lunch. "And I don't even want to hear anything coming from that dinosaur."
"But--" Taemin pressed on, only to be silenced by Kibum's piercing gaze. Usually, Kibum fawned over him as a young mother would to her newborn child, so this definitely didn't make sense. Nevertheless, Taemin found himself shrugging as he exited the kitchen, a little too happy with the change.
After about an hour of no disturbances at all, Kibum happily set the table, careful to place the special lunch he had prepared just for Jinki on his place. He smiled, feeling giddy as he called for the other members.
Minho entered the kitchen first, closely followed by Taemin, then by Jonghyun who looked clearly taken aback when he saw the special lunch on Jinki's place at the table.
"Uh, Kibum," he said, swallowing hard as Kibum hummed contentedly in reply. "Well, didn't Taemin tell you that-- I asked him to tell you--"
"Tell me what?" Kibum said at the same time Jinki entered carrying two large boxes of fried chicken. The younger man's eyes turned to slits as he threw his gaze at both Jonghyun and Taemin.
"He was too busy to listen!" the maknae reasoned, shifting uncomfortably. Jonghyun bit his lip anxiously, avoiding Kibum's eyes. Before any from the three could say anything else, Jinki placed the boxes on the table and spotted the special lunch on his plate.
"Oh? Kimbap?" he said, eyebrows quirking up as he looked up at Kibum. "Did you make this, Kibum?"
The man in question turned beet red as he looked away, waving his hand off airily.
"Yeah, it's actually my first time making those." he managed to utter. "But you can throw it out or whatever. I don't really care."
"But seeing that Jinki-hyung's the only one with kimbap, I think you made it especially for him." Minho piped in. Kibum cursed a thousand curses in his mind. He also took note to accidentally drop Minho's toothbrush in the toilet later on.
"Hey, it's okay, I'll eat it." Jinki said as he smiled brightly, although Kibum didn't miss the longing in his eyes as he glanced at the boxes of chicken.
The rest of lunch was spent with Jinki gulping down water whenever he thought Kibum wasn't looking, Jonghyun and Taemin guffawing behind their hands and Kibum wishing he could just melt into a puddle and disappear forever.
Step 4: Show some skin
The first thing Kibum did after he came back home with an armful of shopping bags was call Jinki to his room. It was a bizarre moment for all the members, especially to the leader himself, but he didn't dare go against Kibum. Jinki mustered his most unperturbed face and padded to the younger man's room.
"Yes, Kibum-ah?" Jinki stuck his head through the door that had been left ajar. After half a second, he stammered and quickly retracted his head, only to be pulled by Kibum into the room.
"What do you think, hyung?" the younger man said, voice uncharacteristically soft as he showed off his tight shirt that had a neckline that exposed a milky expanse of his skin. Jinki blinked rapidly, obviously flustered as he looked anywhere but at Kibum.
"I-- er, well--" the older man stuttered as Kibum leaned closer, his shirt dipping even lower and showing... more. He squeaked and backed away, but Kibum persistently followed. Jinki felt his heart jump when he felt the wall pressing against his back. "Kibum-- what, I--"
Kibum found himself smirking as he placed a hand on Jinki's chest, looking into the leader's eyes.
"Do I look good, Jinki?"
Jinki gulped, not clearly understanding the situation he was in.
"Y-you do." he mumbled. "But. Er, I think you've gotten... a little round?"
It was an understatement to say that all hell broke loose that afternoon. Afterwards, Jonghyun made sure to lecture Jinki about the difference between flattery and honesty.
Step 5: Wait and see
After about more than a week, Kibum had barely any hope left in him. He sat on his bed heavily, another day wasted with sparing glances at Jinki and feeling like a lovesick puppy with all his moping around.
It felt strange to finally come up with the possibility that maybe Jinki wasn't really that dense at all, but was merely ignoring all of Kibum's advances because he just wasn't into him.
Yeah, it sure felt strange. And it kind of hurt like a bitch.
Kibum buried his face into his pillow, feeling more and more embarrassed as he recounted all the efforts that he had done for Jinki. He felt ridiculous and frustrated, mostly because he was the fucking Almighty and Jinki was this-- this dork who made everything awkward. They were worlds apart, but somehow Kibum found himself hurting more than he ever did in the past.
His emotional breakdown was cut short by three quick knocks on his door, followed by Jinki's sheepish voice as he called for Kibum.
"Kibum? Still awake in there?" he inquired, although the answer was pretty obvious, seeing that it was only five in the afternoon.
Kibum felt his heart racing as he got up and opened the door. He feigned a passive expression as Jinki reluctantly stepped inside, flashing a nervous smile at the younger man.
"What do you want?" Kibum asked icily, picking at his nail and giving Jinki the most uninterested look he could muster.
"I just wanted to talk." Jinki said, shuffling his feet uncomfortably. "And to apologize. But talk. Yeah, more on the talking, actually."
"Mhmm." Kibum said, plopping down on his bed. "Shoot."
"Kibum-ah," Jinki sighed, suddenly sounding exasperated. "I just. I don't understand anymore. You were really nice to me the past week, and although most of your efforts didn't end well--" Kibum winced internally, "--I really do appreciate it all. But somehow, I just had this nagging feeling in me that you-- I don't mean to assume or anything but... is it possible that you--"
Kibum felt his ears burning as Jinki paused. This was it. Jinki was going to go in for the kill. He was going to verbalize that one thing Kibum had wanted him to realize since forever--
"...hate me?"
It took Kibum about five seconds to absorb those two words uttered so hesitantly. It also took him about one more second to realize that Jinki, the love of his life, was actually thinking that he hated him. Seriously? After doing everything in his power to capture Jinki's heart?
Kibum groaned, all restraints and self-control thrown out the window as he roughly pulled Jinki against him and crashed their lips together. He waited for that horrible moment when Jinki would push him away and never speak to him again and--
But then he noticed that Jinki was actually pulling him closer, and oh, Kibum could feel Jinki's arms going around his waist, and yeah, that actually felt really nice. They went on like that for what felt a decade until Jinki pulled away, eyes still a little narrowed with something akin to confusion as he spoke.
"So, does this that mean you like me then?"
Kibum could only roll his eyes and pull him for another kiss as he mentally added another step in his manual.
Step 6: Be as daring as Kim Kibum
*
End
Author: flusteredmess
Rating: PG
Pairing/Focus: Jinki/Kibum
A/N: Finally, after an eternity of not posting anything! ;A; ♥
Kibum was never really someone who initiated the first move. He knew how to keep his emotions in check, and he had control, so in the end people came up to him, all flushed cheeks and twinkly eyes.
But then Lee Jinki, this dorky little oddball of a leader, just sort of stumbled into his life, and somehow, between the Donald Duck impersonations and the body gags, Kibum found himself having flushed cheeks and twinkly eyes whenever Jinki was within his line of sight.
Now, there was nothing wrong about falling for Jinki. None at all. In fact, he was one of the most sought-after ideal boyfriends in the industry. But still, Kibum found himself dreading that day he finally found it in himself to admit that he was in fact, truly in love with Jinki.
It wasn't that Jinki was embarrassing or whatever. It was just that he was so fucking dense. Even when Jonghyun made these weird kissing noises when Jinki had stood beside Kibum, he still couldn't get a hint. He only gave Jonghyun a sort-of weirded out look, then laughed as if he got the inside joke.
If only he knew, Kibum thought forlornly as he jabbed Jonghyun's ribs with his elbow.
And after a few more weeks of self-pity and longing glances at Jinki, Kibum finally accepted the fact that if he wanted to gain Jinki's affection, then he had to work for it the hard way.
And so, after long hours of painstaking work and hawk-eyed observation courtesy of Jonghyun, Kibum finally came up with a five-step manual on how to win Lee Jinki's heart.
Step 1: Eliminate all possible threats
Kibum frowned deeply, eyebrows furrowed together as he watched Jinki, the love of his life, and Taemin, his supposed son, tickle fight before his very eyes.
It should've looked innocent enough, but the way Taemin had his eyes shut and the way he was swaying his head from side to side seemed too... suggestive for Kibum's liking.
"Ah, Taeminnie, I think Minho's calling you." he said through gritted teeth, his hands balled into fists that were placed primly on his lap. Both Taemin and Jinki stopped, catching their breaths as they looked up at Kibum.
"He-- he is?" Taemin shot his head from the heaping mass of limbs that was Jinki, who was now inching his fingers around the maknae's middle again. "Ah, h-hyung, st-stop!"
"Oh, Taemin, I think Minho's getting impatient! You better hurry before he sulks or whatever." Kibum flashed an all-too sweet smile as Taemin quickly stood up, politely excusing himself as he bounded to Minho's room.
Touchdown.
Jinki sat up, hair messy and face lit up with laugh lines. Kibum snorted, then held out his hand for him to take.
"Thanks, Kibum-ah." Jinki said, flashing a million dollar smile as he dusted his pants. Kibum felt his cheeks prickling as he gave a noncommittal shrug.
Then Jonghyun entered the room, completely ruining the atmosphere as he wrestled Jinki back to the floor, both of them laughing raucously. It didn't take a genius to know that Jonghyun was doing it on purpose.
"Um, Jonghyun, can we talk?" Kibum muttered through gritted teeth. "Now?"
It also didn't take a genius to know that Kibum nearly caused the demise of Kim Jonghyun.
Step 2: Make him aware
"Why are we watching this again?" Jinki said as he took a handful of popcorn from the bowl that Kibum had meticulously placed on his lap. He stuffed his mouth as the younger man shrugged, pressing the play button.
"I like Quasimodo's voice." he said, secretly reveling in the fact that their thighs were touching as they sat beside each other on the couch. It was definitely Kibum's sheer luck that all of the other members had gone out, leaving him and Jinki to spend some quality time together.
Jinki scrunched his nose but said nothing, chewing his popcorn thoughtfully as the opening scene started.
Halfway through the movie though, he found himself falling asleep. His head lolled from side to side as he felt Kibum shift beside him. He finally came back to full consciousness when he heard the younger man blowing his nose quite loudly.
"Um, Kibum-ah," Jinki blinked as he cocked his head at Kibum. "are you crying?"
"No, no, it's just--" Kibum sniffed dramatically, dapping his cheeks. "I really feel for Esmeralda, you know? Even though Quasimodo's this clumsy and awkward guy, she still found herself falling for him. It's just... let's just say I can totally relate."
"Is it that bad for you to cry, though?" Jinki said, trying to humor Kibum, but it only resulted in more tears for the latter's part. "N-no, Kibum-ah, don't cry!"
"Esmeralda is an attractive and a perfectly sensible woman! She could have any man she wanted but she still chose Quasimodo who's just some big dork with an amazing voice!" Kibum stuttered at the end, covering half of his face as he sobbed into his handkerchief.
There was an awkward pause after that. Then Jinki turned to Kibum and reluctantly leaned closer. Kibum's heart stopped and everything faded away as Jinki continued to lean closer and closer until--
"But, um, doesn't Esmeralda end up with some manly soldier in the end?"
The ending credits rolled with Kibum's back facing Jinki.
Step 3: Special treatment is a must
Taemin popped his head into the kitchen, smiling when he saw Kibum hunched over the table, obviously absorbed in whatever he was reading. (which, Taemin realized as he loomed closer, was a Korean dishes cookbook.)
"Kibum-hyung," the maknae prodded Kibum with his finger. "Jonghyun-hyung wants me to tell you that--"
"Be quiet, Taeminnie, can't you see I'm in the middle of something important?" Kibum snapped, closing the book shut as he proceeded to lay out the ingredients for lunch. "And I don't even want to hear anything coming from that dinosaur."
"But--" Taemin pressed on, only to be silenced by Kibum's piercing gaze. Usually, Kibum fawned over him as a young mother would to her newborn child, so this definitely didn't make sense. Nevertheless, Taemin found himself shrugging as he exited the kitchen, a little too happy with the change.
After about an hour of no disturbances at all, Kibum happily set the table, careful to place the special lunch he had prepared just for Jinki on his place. He smiled, feeling giddy as he called for the other members.
Minho entered the kitchen first, closely followed by Taemin, then by Jonghyun who looked clearly taken aback when he saw the special lunch on Jinki's place at the table.
"Uh, Kibum," he said, swallowing hard as Kibum hummed contentedly in reply. "Well, didn't Taemin tell you that-- I asked him to tell you--"
"Tell me what?" Kibum said at the same time Jinki entered carrying two large boxes of fried chicken. The younger man's eyes turned to slits as he threw his gaze at both Jonghyun and Taemin.
"He was too busy to listen!" the maknae reasoned, shifting uncomfortably. Jonghyun bit his lip anxiously, avoiding Kibum's eyes. Before any from the three could say anything else, Jinki placed the boxes on the table and spotted the special lunch on his plate.
"Oh? Kimbap?" he said, eyebrows quirking up as he looked up at Kibum. "Did you make this, Kibum?"
The man in question turned beet red as he looked away, waving his hand off airily.
"Yeah, it's actually my first time making those." he managed to utter. "But you can throw it out or whatever. I don't really care."
"But seeing that Jinki-hyung's the only one with kimbap, I think you made it especially for him." Minho piped in. Kibum cursed a thousand curses in his mind. He also took note to accidentally drop Minho's toothbrush in the toilet later on.
"Hey, it's okay, I'll eat it." Jinki said as he smiled brightly, although Kibum didn't miss the longing in his eyes as he glanced at the boxes of chicken.
The rest of lunch was spent with Jinki gulping down water whenever he thought Kibum wasn't looking, Jonghyun and Taemin guffawing behind their hands and Kibum wishing he could just melt into a puddle and disappear forever.
Step 4: Show some skin
The first thing Kibum did after he came back home with an armful of shopping bags was call Jinki to his room. It was a bizarre moment for all the members, especially to the leader himself, but he didn't dare go against Kibum. Jinki mustered his most unperturbed face and padded to the younger man's room.
"Yes, Kibum-ah?" Jinki stuck his head through the door that had been left ajar. After half a second, he stammered and quickly retracted his head, only to be pulled by Kibum into the room.
"What do you think, hyung?" the younger man said, voice uncharacteristically soft as he showed off his tight shirt that had a neckline that exposed a milky expanse of his skin. Jinki blinked rapidly, obviously flustered as he looked anywhere but at Kibum.
"I-- er, well--" the older man stuttered as Kibum leaned closer, his shirt dipping even lower and showing... more. He squeaked and backed away, but Kibum persistently followed. Jinki felt his heart jump when he felt the wall pressing against his back. "Kibum-- what, I--"
Kibum found himself smirking as he placed a hand on Jinki's chest, looking into the leader's eyes.
"Do I look good, Jinki?"
Jinki gulped, not clearly understanding the situation he was in.
"Y-you do." he mumbled. "But. Er, I think you've gotten... a little round?"
It was an understatement to say that all hell broke loose that afternoon. Afterwards, Jonghyun made sure to lecture Jinki about the difference between flattery and honesty.
Step 5: Wait and see
After about more than a week, Kibum had barely any hope left in him. He sat on his bed heavily, another day wasted with sparing glances at Jinki and feeling like a lovesick puppy with all his moping around.
It felt strange to finally come up with the possibility that maybe Jinki wasn't really that dense at all, but was merely ignoring all of Kibum's advances because he just wasn't into him.
Yeah, it sure felt strange. And it kind of hurt like a bitch.
Kibum buried his face into his pillow, feeling more and more embarrassed as he recounted all the efforts that he had done for Jinki. He felt ridiculous and frustrated, mostly because he was the fucking Almighty and Jinki was this-- this dork who made everything awkward. They were worlds apart, but somehow Kibum found himself hurting more than he ever did in the past.
His emotional breakdown was cut short by three quick knocks on his door, followed by Jinki's sheepish voice as he called for Kibum.
"Kibum? Still awake in there?" he inquired, although the answer was pretty obvious, seeing that it was only five in the afternoon.
Kibum felt his heart racing as he got up and opened the door. He feigned a passive expression as Jinki reluctantly stepped inside, flashing a nervous smile at the younger man.
"What do you want?" Kibum asked icily, picking at his nail and giving Jinki the most uninterested look he could muster.
"I just wanted to talk." Jinki said, shuffling his feet uncomfortably. "And to apologize. But talk. Yeah, more on the talking, actually."
"Mhmm." Kibum said, plopping down on his bed. "Shoot."
"Kibum-ah," Jinki sighed, suddenly sounding exasperated. "I just. I don't understand anymore. You were really nice to me the past week, and although most of your efforts didn't end well--" Kibum winced internally, "--I really do appreciate it all. But somehow, I just had this nagging feeling in me that you-- I don't mean to assume or anything but... is it possible that you--"
Kibum felt his ears burning as Jinki paused. This was it. Jinki was going to go in for the kill. He was going to verbalize that one thing Kibum had wanted him to realize since forever--
"...hate me?"
It took Kibum about five seconds to absorb those two words uttered so hesitantly. It also took him about one more second to realize that Jinki, the love of his life, was actually thinking that he hated him. Seriously? After doing everything in his power to capture Jinki's heart?
Kibum groaned, all restraints and self-control thrown out the window as he roughly pulled Jinki against him and crashed their lips together. He waited for that horrible moment when Jinki would push him away and never speak to him again and--
But then he noticed that Jinki was actually pulling him closer, and oh, Kibum could feel Jinki's arms going around his waist, and yeah, that actually felt really nice. They went on like that for what felt a decade until Jinki pulled away, eyes still a little narrowed with something akin to confusion as he spoke.
"So, does this that mean you like me then?"
Kibum could only roll his eyes and pull him for another kiss as he mentally added another step in his manual.
Step 6: Be as daring as Kim Kibum
*
End