Don't touch my boy ! [Oneshot]
Title : Don't touch my boy !
Author : fuckyeahshinee
Pairing : Jongkey
Genre : ehm, fluff ?
Rating : PG-15 (ohyea)
Disclaimer : shineeowner owns them, lol.
A/N : my first time PG-15 (yes, it deserves red font because this is a really special moment), I think. not sure though ... anyways, I hope you enjoy
Beta : /
Requested by : nana_jjong
Summary : Nobody touches Kim Jonghyun's boy.
This story is writting in Taemin's POV.
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I have stupid friends.
No wait, scratch that, they're pretty amazing. But it's just that ... Ugh.
Let me start over.
I have amazing friends, but sometimes, they annoy they hell out of me.
Yes, that's it.
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We were strolling down the streets of Seoul, not aware of the cold weather as we were too busy joking at Jinki hyung's lame attempts of avoiding small kids that were running up to him because they wanted to lick his lollipop.
I laughed softly as I saw how Minho was trying to gently pull a little girl away from Onew, patting her head when she eventually did with a little huff as she ran back to her mom who was sitting on a nearby bench.
Onew-hyung could only sigh in relief and thank his dongsaeng as he quickly threw the lollipop away, only wanting to prevent himself from being attacked by toddlers again.
I glanced at the lovey dovey couple who were trailing behind us, a bit annoyed that they were isolating themselves from us (and the rest of the world), but eventually shrugging and catching up with my two hyungs who were happily chatting about a cute girl they saw passing by.
I was annoyed by Kibum and Jonghyun-hyung's relationship most of the time, not because of the PDA, but because they were always too busy with each other to even spare us a glance;
I couldn't really blame Kibum-hyung though, it was Jonghyun's fault to be honest, seeing as his grip on Kibum's waist every time they were walking in public was so firm that I was afraid he'd break his ribs.
I don't know what Jonghyun-hyung's problem is, but the glare he's sending everyone who looks a little bit too long at Kibum-hyung's legs or whatever, is without any doubt scary (to say the least).
It wouldn't surprise me if he'd get angry at Minho-hyung if he'd hug him a second too long for his liking.
I mean, really, Jonghyun even gets pissed when the teacher stares into Kibum's eyes.
Everybody knows Kibum is getting sick of his boyfriend's over-possessiveness, though, he never tells him.
I can see him roll his eyes when Jonghyun protectively wraps his arms around his waist when he's talking to someone, making clear that Kibum is his, and no one else's.
Also, there's no use in persuading Jonghyun to lay off, because there's no chance in hell he would ever listen to us.
He's so goddamn ignorant, he doesn't even notice that his own boyfriend is suffering under his possessiveness.
"Jjongie, I'm thirsty," I heard a voice say behind me, and I stood still when I heard Jonghyun's voice answer him,
"Okay, what do you want ?"
Okay, if I had to be honest, they really were the perfect couple.
Although it's pretty strange to have your friends dating each other, and it's ever more strange that they're boys. But I approve of their relationship (though, they could reduce the PDA a little) and I have nothing against them being in love, but I (and all the others) do have to adapt to it. (and it's not as easy as it looks like).
When you look at them (and if you're not homophobic, of course) you just know that they were made for each other.
Kibum is the perfect wife, although he really hates it when we call him that, and Jonghyun is the perfect husband (or child, whichever he prefers, because he really acts like a little kid sometimes.)
I turned around and saw how Jonghyun-hyung was trying to take his wallet from his pocket while his arm was still safely secured around Kibum's waist, not even thinking of letting go just to make it easier for him to take his wallet.
I looked at my other two hyungs who also stopped walking and were too engrossed in, whatever they were talking about by now, to notice that there was yet another small kid making his way to them.
I wanted to warn them, but eventually decided against it seeing as the child already arrived at his destination, throwing himself at Minho's legs and tugging at his shirt.
It was funny to say the least, it was even funnier how Onew-hyung doubled over in laughter (his clumsiness getting the best of him when he almost tripped over his own feet) as he witnessed the horrified expression on his dongsaeng's face.
I smiled a little when Minho-hyung bent over to listen to whatever the little kid was saying.
I turned back around to the couple and saw how Jonghyun had finally let go of his lover's waist, making his way to the vending machine which was located on the other side of the square.
Kibummie-hyung was watching his boyfriend's retreating back, letting out a deep sigh and plopping himself down on one of the benches.
I silently sat next to him as he tiredly dropped his head on my shoulder, letting another sigh escape his lips.
"What's up, hyung ?" I asked, watching Minho trying to get a football out of a nearby tree.
The little kid was staring at him as he did so, the ball probably belonged to him.
(a little smile tugged at the corners of my lips when I saw that Onew-hyung had distanced himself from the child, he's such a dork.)
"Jonghyun is so exhausting," I heard Kibum say, his eyes following Jonghyun's movements who was standing in front of the vending machine.
I hummed, nodding my head slightly, "I bet he is,"
"He's just so ... - so annoying," He continued in a whiny voice.
"I've noticed," I replied with a little snort, witnessing how Minho managed to get the ball out of the tree.
He handed it over to the little kid who squealed in pure delight, running away with the ball after bowing politely.
Jonghyun was making his way back to us, a water bottle in his hand, stuffing his wallet back in his pocket.
Kibum quickly detached himself from me (you never know what would happen if Jonghyun would see it) and approached his boyfriend, giving him a sweet kiss on the lips (probably his way of thanking him).
We were actually on our way to Onew-hyung's apartment to change, because we were planning on going to a club.
Minho was being a bitch and didn't want me to come since 'our Taeminnie is too young' and 'he's not allowed to drink yet' when hellooooo I'm legal already, but I can't really blame him, he just wants to look out for me (unlike Onew-hyung who wouldn't even look up to me if I told him I was going to jump off the bridge or something).
I was intently looking at Kibummie who was already rolling his eyes as Jonghyun-hyung grabbed his hand in a firm grip, but to my surprise, a small (almost unnoticeable) smile tugged at the corners of his pink lips.
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We arrived at the bar (which was really crowded to my surprise) and Onew quickly made his way to the dance floor. I snickered a little (I've never seen this eager side of Jinki-hyung to be honest) and went inside along with Minho and the other two.
After reassuring Minho-hyung that I was going to be careful, that I wouldn't leave my drink out of my sight ("there are bad people here, Taeminnie, they can put weird candy in your glass !" ... Really hyung, really ? I'm not a kid !), and that I wouldn't do stuff that weren't appropriate, he finally left me alone with the couple.
I was looking at the people who were having a great time on the dance floor, something in me telling me that I should join them, and turned around on the stool so that I could face Jonghyun and Kibum-hyung.
Too bad they were making out right in front of me.
(Jonghyun sitting on a stool as Kibum-hyung was standing between his legs, making weird movements with their hips, oh god ...)
Normally, I would yell at them, but they wouldn't even hear my voice over the loud thumping of the music so I just gave them my back, desperately trying to erase the thoughts of Kibum shoving his tongue down Jonghyun's throat from my mind.
The bartender asked me if I wanted another drink, but I kindly refused and dared to turn around again.
I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the two (in the same position) talking. I shifted a little closer to them, without them noticing, and could only pick up a few words, "Aw, - cutie"
Ugh. They're sweet talking again. Please, let me gag. ("Kibummie ~ can I have a kiss ?", "Awww, my Jjongie is such a good boy !", "You are such a sweetie pie, yeobo ~")
I hate when they talk like that, it makes me wanna throw up and stuff those gag balls they use every weekend (yes, I found one under Jonghyun's bed) down their throat. (sadistic much ? If only you knew my thoughts when I once found their sex toys in my bathroom ....)
Suddenly, I saw Kibum tensing up when a guy passed by and disrespectfully spanked his ass, to which Jonghyun jumped from his stool and pressed their bodies together, wrapping his arms around the other's waist. (Jonghyun looked like a little kid who didn't want to share his chocolate bar with the other kids) looking intently at the guy who subtly sneaked away.
Jonghyun caught notice of him and pushed Kibum away slightly, making his way to the guy and harshly pulling at his shoulder.
The boy, who didn't look much older than Jonghyun-hyung, looked a bit shocked at first, confusion written all over his face.
I couldn't heart them over the loud music, but Jonghyun's body language spoke more than a thousand words.
("What was that ?!", "How dare you touch him !!", "Don't you dare lay a finger on him again !", "He's mine !!!!!!")
A helpless Kibum was sitting next to me, witnessing the hullabaloo his boyfriend was making because of one, silly accident (I mean, what do you want ? They're in a club for godsake !)
I reassuringly patted him on the back, smiling at him whilst rolling my eyes at the boy who was trying to pick a fight with the 'criminal' (yes, Jonghyun could make just a simple guy come over as a horrible person). His expression was screaming exasperation as he looked at me, desperate for his boyfriend to just lay off and let the guy be.
Why was he making such a big deal out of it ? (Oh well, we're talking about Jonghyun here, not like we didn't expect it.)
After grabbing the (innocent) boy by the collar and pushing him against the wall (probably throwing threats as him like "If you ever touch him again, I'll rip your balls off and feed them to the dogs"), Jonghyun-hyung finally decided to let the guy go and make his way back to his boyfriend (and me, but I bet he doesn't really care about me so ...), cradling his face in his hands and giving him a sweet kiss on the lips. He whispered something to him, something I couldn't understand of course (and I had this feeling I didn't even want to hear it ... insert eye roll here), but Kibum pushed him away lightly.
Much to my surprise, Kibum could still smile at his boyfriend and still allowed him to hug and kiss him. I don't know what's up with those two (especially Kibum). I'm dead certain he hates Jonghyun's behavior, though he stays with him and bears with all his (obnoxious) flaws and over-possessiveness.
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I was standing somewhere in a corner, my fingers safely clamped around my glass (Minho taught me well, no?) and looked at all the dancing people on the dance floor. I was still longing to join them, but I couldn't leave behind my drink, could I ? (Okay no, actually I was just too shy to join them but who cares).
I spotted Onew sitting at the bar, and seeing as he was ogling all the girls in tight pants passing by, I could tell he was drunk. Onew-hyung is always subtle when it comes to girls, he would never be so obvious. (But also the way he was even clumsier than when he's sober betrayed how drunk he actually was)
Minho was being his macho-self, flirting with some pretty looking girls.
(whores, sluts, bitches, ... they're all the same here. F a k e . ... therefore Minho-hyungs type.)
I could see that the couple wasn't at the bar anymore, and after quite some time, I saw them both dancing. (well, actually, they were just erotically rubbing their bodies against each other, a sight that will forever be a permanent scar on my retina)
Look, I'm not homophobic or something, and although I come over as if I don't approve of them being together, it's just ... weird, you know. I love them both to death and I'm happy that they're .. happy (well, I think they are though), it's just not something that happens often in your friend circle. Oh well.
The view I had of them in front of me, went a little bit too far, and so the brave Lee Taemin couldn't handle it for a second longer and gave them his back ...
(Kibum-hyung's back pressed against Jonghyun's chest, rubbing their bodies together which made something in their pants jizz so hard that I swear I could hear the eldest of the two groan into the other's ear, probably giving him some dirty talk. "Kibum you're so damn hot", "Bummie ~ why are you being so seductive ~", "You're getting it so hard tonight,")
.... I'm shivering by now. Just so you know.
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An angry diva stomped his way over to me, followed by a fuming dino (who looked pretty scary, with his asymmetrical nostrils flaring like that and such ....)
"Just go away !" I heard the youngest of the shout, referring to the other who was now standing in front of him.
"What is your problem, Kibum ?!" I could hear the other respond. (seriously, I don't even know why they decided to pick up a boyfriend-fight in my presence while there was 400 square meters to do it somewhere else in this club)
"You are just ... being so ... so ridiculous !!" Kibum-hyung snapped back, clutching his hair in frustration.
"Wha- ?! I just told you to not talk with that guy because he was constantly looking at your ass ! Is it so hard to ignore him !?"
"Just stop ! Stop being so possessive, okay ! I am not an object you own !"
Oh, so Kibum-hyung finally lost it. I know it would happen any time soon.
The two were silent for a minute, the eldest just trying to bore holes into the other's face as he was thinking of something he could respond with.
"I-I'm just worried, okay !" He finally brought out, stuttering a little. (which surprised me.)
"No ! No, you're not ! You just can't share me !" Kibum started, and I was pretty sure he wasn't really thinking while venting his frustrations on his boyfriend because some pretty nasty words followed, "you drive me insane ! You know that ?! You're way too possessive, I can't even touch Taemin without being scared of you noticing !" He randomly pointed at where he thought I was standing, too angry to even look at me before continuing, "and I have to bear with you flirting with random girls ! Just give me a break, okay !" He yelled, voice cracking at the end of his sentence.
He heaved a deep sigh, looking up at Jonghyun-hyung (and really, I was just planning to awkwardly back away from them, until I noticed a single tear making it's way down Jonghyun's cheek.)
Crap.
It was when the tear reached the edge of his jaw, and soundlessly fell onto the concrete floor, that it dawned on Kibum that he went over the edge (well, I can't really blame him. If I would have to deal with such a possessive girlfriend in the future, I think I already would have killed myself. No joke.)
"No ... no no no Jjongie, please don't cry ...." I heart Kibum whisper softly, shaking his head a little. He took an unsteady step closer to his boyfriend and carefully wrapped his arms around his waist. Guilt flashed through his eyes, probably hitting him like a bucket full of ice cold water.
I let out a long sigh, how annoying those two can get sometimes, moments like these were just oh-so sweet ...
Jonghyun-hyungs arms were lifelessly dangling beside his body, not putting them around his boyfriend's waist like I would've expected. I bet Kibum really did hurt him.
"I'm sorry ..." was the last thing I heard Kibum mutter against the fabric of Jongyun's shirt before Onew pulled me by the arm, telling me he was going to leave.
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Two hours later (yes, we needed about 2 hours to pull Minho-hyung away from those girls, to calm Jonghyun and Kibum down and to help Onew-hyung not to fall over his own feet before we finally arrived at the apartment)
Jonghyun-hyung was carrying Kibummie, arms around the other's waist and hoisting him a little bit higher on his hip every time he slipped away. Minho was laughing whilst helping Jinki-hyung to keep himself on his feet (I couldn't help but laugh with him, seriously, the sight was just too priceless).
When the five of us finally stumbled through the door of Onew's small apartment, the eldest immediately made his way to his bedroom, not even caring how we were going to sleep.
Minho settled himself down at the kitchen table, drinking a glass of water to calm down his hormones (or whatever was making him so excited). I decided to join him and took a bottle of banana milk I knew Jinki-hyung kept in his refrigerator.
We were silent as we were listening to Jonghyun-hyung's hushed voice, talking to his boyfriend softly.
("Hey, wake up sleepy head", "Do you wanna sleep on the couch ?", "Should I carry you home ?")
I heard Kibum groan softly and Jonghyun chuckle lowly.
"Jonghyun, Kibum, I swear, if you guys are going to fuck in my apartment, I'm throwing you out !" I heard Onew shout from his room as everything and everyone went silent.
Oh.my.god.
After a couple of seconds Minho-hyung (who was clearly a bit too hyper) burst out in a fit of laughter, (and it was way too contagious) so I joined in.
--
It was already pretty late when Minho decided to make a bed on the floor (a bed consisting of a couple of cushions and his jacket as his blanket, poor thing).
I bet Kibum already fell asleep on the couch (where the hell was I supposed to sleep ?!) when Jonghyun strolled into the kitchen, rubbing his face tiredly and pouring some orange juice in a glass, finishing it in one go.
I was deep in thought, contemplating whether or not I should ask him the question I was dying to ask him the very first time I met him and Kibum, and before I knew it, the words already fell off my lips,
"Say hyung, why are you so ... scary ... and over-possessive when it comes to ... Kibum-hyung ?"
(facepalm facepalm facepalm facepalm. Oh god what if he starts crying again ?!)
His answer surprised me though, it was simple and sweet ;
"because I don't wanna lose him,"
Oh ... makes sense.
A/N : yeah ! I'm back ! Sorry for disappearing, it's kind of hectic at home
I hope you liked this :o
nana_jjong requested it (and I know you said 'drabble' but I couldn't help it !)
this is ... pretty messy I KNOW.
I just didn't know how to end it and well, ...
Please tell me what you think of it ;o;
(besides, is it me or is the jongkey community slacking these past days ?)
oh and, if you're annoyed by all the shit Taemin was thinking and everything that was typed between the brackets, I don't really know. I don't have an explanation as to why I put so many things between brackets /shrug (hell, idek why I wrote this story in Taemin's pov)
Bye ♥ I love you guys