The steps of recovery; PG-13; second part of chapter 5/6
Title: The steps of recovery
Author hangoverday
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Minkey, Ontae
Summary: Key, Minho, Jonghyun and Taemin all attend an AA group led by Jinki. They are all different but struggling with the same problems. The road to recovery is not easy but on the way they realise the importance of friendship, and love.
A/N: Don't own them. Comments make me very happy so leave some Y/Y.
It was early morning when Minho was woken up by loud noises coming from the hallway. He was completely disorientated for a minute before realizing someone was knocking on his door with certain determination. Minho looked at the clock on his phone, 1:19 the numbers read. Minho sighed as he got up. The person behind his door would wake up the whole neighborhood soon if he didn’t interfere. Minho was expecting to find drunken Nichkhun looking for a place to sleep in. What he didn’t expect was to find drunken Kibum outside his door.
“Kibum, what the”, Minho’s sentence was interrupted as Kibum squeezed inside past him. Minho closed the door and frowned. The older boy had clearly been out partying, he had on tight jeans and a glittery top and his breath smelled like alcohol when he leaned against Minho. His makeup was smeared around his eyes, his lips painted with lip gloss.
“Kibum, why are you here?” Minho asked as he took hold of the boy’s shoulders in attempt to stop him from falling over. Kibum just fixed his gaze on Minho, parting and licking his lips. Then he tiptoed to crash his pink tainted lips against Minho’s, hands finding their way under Minho’s shirt. Kibum’s mouth tasted like vodka and berries and cigarettes. Minho’s mind went blank before he got hold of himself and gently pushed Kibum away.
“Don’t do this”, Minho sighed, shaking his head.
“Come on, you know sex is good exercise”, Kibum said harshly and tried to kiss him again but Minho was stronger so he had no problems holding the other away.
“What’s your problem?” Kibum hissed trying to break free. “I know you want me, I’ve seen the way you look at me”.
“Yes, I do want you”, Minho admitted as he pulled Kibum against his chest. The older boy was shaking violently, grasping the front of Minho’s shirt.
“Just not like this”, Minho whispered to Kibum’s ear. Kibum tensed and then he was crying. Minho couldn’t see his face but he could feel it, hear Kibum’s hitched breath. Minho let the other boy cry against his shoulder. He didn’t say anything but just held the other close, tracing his spine with his fingers. The silent hallway echoed with the soft sobs Kibum let out. Minutes passed like that before Kibum finally pulled away a bit so he could look at Minho. Kibum’s face was streaked with tears and his eyes red, he looked simply heartbreaking.
“Can I stay here?” Kibum asked quietly, eyes pleading. Minho just nodded and took Kibum’s hand, leading the way to his bedroom.
“The bathroom is the first door left, here’s a shirt you can borrow”, Minho told Kibum and watched the other take the shirt and disappear. Minho sat on the edge of his bed and buried his face in his hands. He was completely awake now and bursting with questions. What had happened that lead Kibum outside his door drunk and desperate. Minho wanted to know but he wasn’t sure the other would be willing to tell him. Minho lied down under the duvet and waited for Kibum to return.
He didn’t have to wait long before Kibum entered the room. He had washed off his makeup and he was wearing one of Minho’s plain white t-shirts and Minho was sure it had never looked that good before. Kibum made his way to the bed and crawled next to Minho, snuggling against him. Minho kissed his forehead and pulled him closer.
“I suppose you want to know what happened”, Kibum murmured.
“I do. But you don’t have to tell me”, Minho answered.
“I know. I want to.” Kibum played with Minho’s long hair as he seemed to collect his thoughts. “Earlier today when we were leaving from the meeting I got a text from my former best friend saying that he was in town and wanted to meet me. I hadn’t seen him in two years and I know I shouldn’t have said yes but I wanted to show how well I’m doing”. Kibum sounded like he was about to cry again.
“What happened with him, I mean why aren’t you friends anymore?” Minho asked carefully, not wishing to push it.
“I’ve known Dongwoon since we were kids. We lived in the same neighborhood and met on the playground. After that day we were inseparable. He was unlike other people. He really understood me. When my mother died and my whole world crashed down he was there for me. He was the one who kept me going when I just wanted to give up. I know I’m not always the easiest person to be with but he loved me the way I am. Then it all changed”.
Kibum sounded almost sober now. He kept his eyes locked with Minho as he spoke, the look so intensive Minho couldn’t look away. Not that he wanted to. He was afraid to do anything that might make the other boy stop talking. Minho had never seen the other boy this open, his voice was full of raw sadness.
“When we were 17 he got new friends who were those ridiculously religious people. At first it was fine, I didn’t care what he believed in as long as he would stay by my side. I should’ve known things are never that easy. Those assholes brainwashed him and turned him against me. It started as comments about how the way I dressed made me look cheap. He told me I should stop drinking. That I shouldn’t always try so desperately to be the centre of the attention”.
“Fucking idiot”, Minho thought and the surprised look on Kibum’s face made him realize he had actually said it out loud. “Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt I just, well, don’t want anyone to say things like that about you”.
“Like you haven’t done the same thing”, Kibum pointed out but his voice was teasing, a small smile playing on his lips. Minho blushed and muttered sorry.
“Don’t. I’m going to make you regret if you start acting differently after this, I swear”, Kibum poked Minho in the chest as he narrowed his eyes in warning.
“I promise to be my rude self in the future as well”, Minho chuckled lightly and rolled Kibum on top of him. This way he could hug the other more tightly and run his hands up and down Kibum’s back. Kibum let out a satisfied sigh and shifted a bit until he found a comfortable position.
“I know now I should’ve just stopped being around him but I couldn’t do it. He was trying to change me, that much was obvious. When we were around his new friends they kept glancing at me like I was nothing and Dongwoon always tried to come up with excuses to my behavior. How my mother had died and I was left with my dad who didn’t give a fuck. How I was just insecure and lost, waiting to be cured. I hated him for that but I still couldn’t let go. When it was just the two of us he’d be different. I could see glimpses of the Dongwoon I’d known almost all my life. And because of that I kept clinging to him”.
Kibum stopped to inhale sharply. When Minho put fingers under his chin and lifted his head to see his face Kibum looked tired. Not even sad or angry anymore, just tired. Like thinking about this, talking about it, took all the energy he had. Minho cupped Kibum’s face with his hand and brought their lips together. The kiss was light and over as soon as it started but Kibum smiled a bit as they broke apart. “What happened then?”
“I actually tried to change. Tried to drink and party less and wear boring, ugly clothes like him. I only talked about things I knew he approved of. In the end it was all too much. One night when we were hanging out with those jerks they told me they’d seen me kissing a guy. They said it was wrong and disgusting and I was going to hell for it. I didn’t really give a shit about what they said”, Kibum’s voice was quiet, it lacked the usual edge. “When I was later sitting in my room with Dongwoon I told him he should’ve stood up for me. Then he just told me they were right. That it was unnatural and how he had tried to deal with my sickness for the sake of our friendship but couldn’t do it anymore. After that we just stopped being friends like that, like we never meant anything for each other. And that hurt more than anything before. No one can hurt you like the people you care for”.
Kibum sat up and stared down at Minho. His face didn’t show any emotion, his expression closed. Minho didn’t know what to say. Too many emotions were welling up inside him and he thought he might just explode right there. However, the strongest of them was the urge to protect Kibum so no one could ever hurt him again. Minho placed his hand on the back of Kibum’s head and pulled him closer so their faces were almost touching.
“I wouldn’t change anything in you”, Minho whispered as he stared at the dark eyes in front of him. Kibum shivered and closed his eyes.
“You will get tired of me eventually. I know you will”, Kibum whispered back. Minho frowned and shook his head even if the other couldn’t see it. He must’ve felt it though as his eyes snapped open and they were like magnets pulling Minho closer.
“I can’t promise a happily ever after, you know that”, Minho muttered. Their mouths were so close he was practically speaking into Kibum’s mouth. “All I can promise is that I won’t try to change you. You’re not an easy person Kibum but I’m ready to fight for things that are worth it”.
“That’s all I can ask for”. Kibum pressed their lips together again. This time it was slow, they were taking their time exploring each other’s mouth. It was no doubt the best kiss Minho had ever received. He stopped thinking and let his instincts take over. Tasting Kibum and running the top of his tongue against Kibum’s lips, he wanted to remember every detail. When they broke apart they were panting slightly.
“I’m glad you came here tonight”, Minho told Kibum, sliding his fingers against Kibum’s lips.
“So am I”, Kibum smiled at him before rolling off of Minho and settling next to him, his head resting on the crook of Minho’s neck. It felt so incredibly right to lie there like that. Kibum’s skinny body fit next to him perfectly. They fell into a silence and after a while Minho realized Kibum was asleep. He must’ve been exhausted and the alcohol in his blood probably helped as well. Minho looked at the sleeping boy and despite everything felt happy. This was exactly where he wanted to be.
Kibum looked beautiful even when asleep. His lips were parted and his skin looked flawless in the dim lighting. Minho tried to digests all the information Kibum had told him. A lot of things made more sense now. Kibum needed the attention, needed to feel that there was someone who wanted him and all his one night stands were feeding his crave. He got what he wanted without needing to get attached. Minho sighed as he traced Kibum’s features with his eyes. He was sure he could stay up all night just watching the sleeping boy. Minho realised it was rather creepy so he closed his eyes and waited for sleep to take over his body and mind.
When Minho woke up after only a few hours of sleep he felt extremely pissed off. He had never been a big fan of waking up early and this was just ridiculous. Minho groaned and decided that getting fired was worth it if he could stay in the bed for the rest of the day. He was about to fall asleep again when someone hit him with a pillow.
“Wake up”, Kibum murmured sleepily. Minho had completely forgotten about him and it took few seconds for him to remember exactly why he had Kibum in his bed. Minho smiled and crawled on top of the older boy.
“Good morning”, Minho whispered as he started pressing light kisses all over Kibum’s face. Kibum wrapped his arms around Minho’s hips and tilted his head so that their lips met. Minho had to admit waking up was a lot more fun with Kibum as he gently bit the other’s tongue that had found its way into Minho’s mouth.
“Get your ass in the shower or you’ll be late for work”, Kibum told Minho and pushed him aside.
“Yes, umma”, Minho grinned as he got up and went through his drawers to find something to wear.
“Please don’t call me umma when you’ve just ravished my mouth”, Kibum shout after Minho who laughed as he made his way into the shower.
Minho was making coffee as Kibum walked into the kitchen. His hair was still wet and he had on only a pair of Minho’s sweaters. Minho hungrily gazed up and down Kibum’s body. He was just the perfect combination of muscles and skinniness.
“You should take a picture it’ll last longer”, Kibum snorted as he sat down.
“Nah, I’m planning to see your half naked body a lot in the future”, Minho grinned.
“You wish”, Kibum laughed and grabbed a banana from the big basket full of fruits on front of him. “Aren’t you gonna eat anything?”
“I don’t eat breakfast”, Minho told him and wasn’t surprised to see Kibum look unpleased. “But feel free to help yourself at anything in the fridge”.
“No it’s fine I wasn’t that hungry anyway”, Kibum just said casually even as his stomach was making those growling noises. Minho pressed the bridge of his nose with his fingers and tried not to get annoyed.
“I know you’re hungry, you should eat something”, Minho spoke quietly like you would to a disobedient child.
“I will eat if you eat as well”, Kibum just kept insisting. Minho decided it was too early to try to disagree with Kibum.
“Blackmailing me into eating is not very nice”, Minho retorted dryly as he poured himself some cereals and milk.
“I’m not a nice person”, Kibum smiled sweetly. Minho snorted and sat across the table and tried to concentrate on eating. It felt so wrong but he just quickly chewed a few times before forcing the food down his throat. When he raised his gaze from the bowl he nearly choked. Kibum was eating his banana in a very suggestive way. His tongue darted out to trail down the banana and he licked his lips as he pulled the lucky fruit out of his mouth.
“Shit, Kibum”, Minho’s mouth suddenly felt dry and he was blinking furiously.
“Keep eating”, Kibum commanded and an evil smile crept across his face as Minho obeyed hastily. Kibum brought the banana back to his lips and continued the show. It should’ve looked ridiculous and stupid but somehow Kibum made eating a banana the most erotic thing Minho had ever witnessed in his life. Minho couldn’t even look away, he was mesmerised. He kept bringing the empty spoon to his mouth a few times before he realised he had finished eating.
“Good boy”, Kibum purred and Minho couldn’t even come up with anything to say. He settled for sipping coffee and spilled it all over his table as Kibum took a small bite of the fruit, closed his eyes like it was the best thing he had ever tasted and let out a small moan.
“Fuck”, Minho cursed and Kibum burst out laughing. Minho muttered to himself as the older boy gave him a wink before going to his bedroom to get dressed. Minho cleaned the table and packed his bag while waiting for the other to get ready. He was in middle of doing the dished when he felt Kibum wrap his arms around him from behind.
“You’re such a tease”, Minho complained as he turned around and kissed Kibum with more force than before. He could feel Kibum’s lips curve into a smile. Minho was determined to wipe that smile away. He sucked on Kibum’s lower lip before putting his hand on the back of Kibum’s head and pressing their mouths together so hard it almost hurt.
“Someone’s aggressive today”, Kibum grinned as they pulled back for air.
“You haven’t seen anything yet”, Minho murmured huskily to Kibum’s ear as he slipped his hands inside of Kibum’s shirt. “When the month’s up we’re not going to leave the bedroom for the whole day. I’m going to make you come like never before, when I’m finished you won’t even remember ever being with anyone else, I’ll make you moan my name until it’s the only thing you know how to do, I’ll make you mine”.
“I think I like this side of you.” Kibum’s eyes were dark as he gripped the front of Minho’s hoodie and pulled him into a bruising kiss.
“If we don’t stop now I won’t stop until I have you under me”, Minho sighed as he pulled away reluctantly. He started to think that month was hell of a long time.
“Responsible as ever”, Kibum smiled but stepped back and went to get his belongings. Minho walked Kibum to the bus stop and stood there waiting for the bus.
“I know you can’t help thinking about that asshole ex-friend of yours but I want you to remember that he’s wrong about you. Don’t ever change, I love you just the way you are”, Minho told Kibum as the bus stopped in front of them and people started getting inside. Kibum smiled and tiptoed to peck Minho on the lips before getting in as well. Minho watched the bus disappear before starting to walk towards his work place. It had been less than a minute when the phone in his pocket vibrated, announcing he had received a new message.
The message was from Kibum and simply said “I think I love you just the way you are as well”. Minho grinned like an idiot for the rest of the day.
A/N: This is Minho-centric but it's more about Jjong and Kibum lol. Had to divide this chapter to two as well as lj kept complaining about how the post was too large. Some Minkey action in this one, enjoy!
Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 1/2 I Chapter 3 2/2 I Chapter 4 1/2 I Chapter 4 2/2 I Chapter 5 1/2
Author hangoverday
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Minkey, Ontae
Summary: Key, Minho, Jonghyun and Taemin all attend an AA group led by Jinki. They are all different but struggling with the same problems. The road to recovery is not easy but on the way they realise the importance of friendship, and love.
A/N: Don't own them. Comments make me very happy so leave some Y/Y.
It was early morning when Minho was woken up by loud noises coming from the hallway. He was completely disorientated for a minute before realizing someone was knocking on his door with certain determination. Minho looked at the clock on his phone, 1:19 the numbers read. Minho sighed as he got up. The person behind his door would wake up the whole neighborhood soon if he didn’t interfere. Minho was expecting to find drunken Nichkhun looking for a place to sleep in. What he didn’t expect was to find drunken Kibum outside his door.
“Kibum, what the”, Minho’s sentence was interrupted as Kibum squeezed inside past him. Minho closed the door and frowned. The older boy had clearly been out partying, he had on tight jeans and a glittery top and his breath smelled like alcohol when he leaned against Minho. His makeup was smeared around his eyes, his lips painted with lip gloss.
“Kibum, why are you here?” Minho asked as he took hold of the boy’s shoulders in attempt to stop him from falling over. Kibum just fixed his gaze on Minho, parting and licking his lips. Then he tiptoed to crash his pink tainted lips against Minho’s, hands finding their way under Minho’s shirt. Kibum’s mouth tasted like vodka and berries and cigarettes. Minho’s mind went blank before he got hold of himself and gently pushed Kibum away.
“Don’t do this”, Minho sighed, shaking his head.
“Come on, you know sex is good exercise”, Kibum said harshly and tried to kiss him again but Minho was stronger so he had no problems holding the other away.
“What’s your problem?” Kibum hissed trying to break free. “I know you want me, I’ve seen the way you look at me”.
“Yes, I do want you”, Minho admitted as he pulled Kibum against his chest. The older boy was shaking violently, grasping the front of Minho’s shirt.
“Just not like this”, Minho whispered to Kibum’s ear. Kibum tensed and then he was crying. Minho couldn’t see his face but he could feel it, hear Kibum’s hitched breath. Minho let the other boy cry against his shoulder. He didn’t say anything but just held the other close, tracing his spine with his fingers. The silent hallway echoed with the soft sobs Kibum let out. Minutes passed like that before Kibum finally pulled away a bit so he could look at Minho. Kibum’s face was streaked with tears and his eyes red, he looked simply heartbreaking.
“Can I stay here?” Kibum asked quietly, eyes pleading. Minho just nodded and took Kibum’s hand, leading the way to his bedroom.
“The bathroom is the first door left, here’s a shirt you can borrow”, Minho told Kibum and watched the other take the shirt and disappear. Minho sat on the edge of his bed and buried his face in his hands. He was completely awake now and bursting with questions. What had happened that lead Kibum outside his door drunk and desperate. Minho wanted to know but he wasn’t sure the other would be willing to tell him. Minho lied down under the duvet and waited for Kibum to return.
He didn’t have to wait long before Kibum entered the room. He had washed off his makeup and he was wearing one of Minho’s plain white t-shirts and Minho was sure it had never looked that good before. Kibum made his way to the bed and crawled next to Minho, snuggling against him. Minho kissed his forehead and pulled him closer.
“I suppose you want to know what happened”, Kibum murmured.
“I do. But you don’t have to tell me”, Minho answered.
“I know. I want to.” Kibum played with Minho’s long hair as he seemed to collect his thoughts. “Earlier today when we were leaving from the meeting I got a text from my former best friend saying that he was in town and wanted to meet me. I hadn’t seen him in two years and I know I shouldn’t have said yes but I wanted to show how well I’m doing”. Kibum sounded like he was about to cry again.
“What happened with him, I mean why aren’t you friends anymore?” Minho asked carefully, not wishing to push it.
“I’ve known Dongwoon since we were kids. We lived in the same neighborhood and met on the playground. After that day we were inseparable. He was unlike other people. He really understood me. When my mother died and my whole world crashed down he was there for me. He was the one who kept me going when I just wanted to give up. I know I’m not always the easiest person to be with but he loved me the way I am. Then it all changed”.
Kibum sounded almost sober now. He kept his eyes locked with Minho as he spoke, the look so intensive Minho couldn’t look away. Not that he wanted to. He was afraid to do anything that might make the other boy stop talking. Minho had never seen the other boy this open, his voice was full of raw sadness.
“When we were 17 he got new friends who were those ridiculously religious people. At first it was fine, I didn’t care what he believed in as long as he would stay by my side. I should’ve known things are never that easy. Those assholes brainwashed him and turned him against me. It started as comments about how the way I dressed made me look cheap. He told me I should stop drinking. That I shouldn’t always try so desperately to be the centre of the attention”.
“Fucking idiot”, Minho thought and the surprised look on Kibum’s face made him realize he had actually said it out loud. “Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt I just, well, don’t want anyone to say things like that about you”.
“Like you haven’t done the same thing”, Kibum pointed out but his voice was teasing, a small smile playing on his lips. Minho blushed and muttered sorry.
“Don’t. I’m going to make you regret if you start acting differently after this, I swear”, Kibum poked Minho in the chest as he narrowed his eyes in warning.
“I promise to be my rude self in the future as well”, Minho chuckled lightly and rolled Kibum on top of him. This way he could hug the other more tightly and run his hands up and down Kibum’s back. Kibum let out a satisfied sigh and shifted a bit until he found a comfortable position.
“I know now I should’ve just stopped being around him but I couldn’t do it. He was trying to change me, that much was obvious. When we were around his new friends they kept glancing at me like I was nothing and Dongwoon always tried to come up with excuses to my behavior. How my mother had died and I was left with my dad who didn’t give a fuck. How I was just insecure and lost, waiting to be cured. I hated him for that but I still couldn’t let go. When it was just the two of us he’d be different. I could see glimpses of the Dongwoon I’d known almost all my life. And because of that I kept clinging to him”.
Kibum stopped to inhale sharply. When Minho put fingers under his chin and lifted his head to see his face Kibum looked tired. Not even sad or angry anymore, just tired. Like thinking about this, talking about it, took all the energy he had. Minho cupped Kibum’s face with his hand and brought their lips together. The kiss was light and over as soon as it started but Kibum smiled a bit as they broke apart. “What happened then?”
“I actually tried to change. Tried to drink and party less and wear boring, ugly clothes like him. I only talked about things I knew he approved of. In the end it was all too much. One night when we were hanging out with those jerks they told me they’d seen me kissing a guy. They said it was wrong and disgusting and I was going to hell for it. I didn’t really give a shit about what they said”, Kibum’s voice was quiet, it lacked the usual edge. “When I was later sitting in my room with Dongwoon I told him he should’ve stood up for me. Then he just told me they were right. That it was unnatural and how he had tried to deal with my sickness for the sake of our friendship but couldn’t do it anymore. After that we just stopped being friends like that, like we never meant anything for each other. And that hurt more than anything before. No one can hurt you like the people you care for”.
Kibum sat up and stared down at Minho. His face didn’t show any emotion, his expression closed. Minho didn’t know what to say. Too many emotions were welling up inside him and he thought he might just explode right there. However, the strongest of them was the urge to protect Kibum so no one could ever hurt him again. Minho placed his hand on the back of Kibum’s head and pulled him closer so their faces were almost touching.
“I wouldn’t change anything in you”, Minho whispered as he stared at the dark eyes in front of him. Kibum shivered and closed his eyes.
“You will get tired of me eventually. I know you will”, Kibum whispered back. Minho frowned and shook his head even if the other couldn’t see it. He must’ve felt it though as his eyes snapped open and they were like magnets pulling Minho closer.
“I can’t promise a happily ever after, you know that”, Minho muttered. Their mouths were so close he was practically speaking into Kibum’s mouth. “All I can promise is that I won’t try to change you. You’re not an easy person Kibum but I’m ready to fight for things that are worth it”.
“That’s all I can ask for”. Kibum pressed their lips together again. This time it was slow, they were taking their time exploring each other’s mouth. It was no doubt the best kiss Minho had ever received. He stopped thinking and let his instincts take over. Tasting Kibum and running the top of his tongue against Kibum’s lips, he wanted to remember every detail. When they broke apart they were panting slightly.
“I’m glad you came here tonight”, Minho told Kibum, sliding his fingers against Kibum’s lips.
“So am I”, Kibum smiled at him before rolling off of Minho and settling next to him, his head resting on the crook of Minho’s neck. It felt so incredibly right to lie there like that. Kibum’s skinny body fit next to him perfectly. They fell into a silence and after a while Minho realized Kibum was asleep. He must’ve been exhausted and the alcohol in his blood probably helped as well. Minho looked at the sleeping boy and despite everything felt happy. This was exactly where he wanted to be.
Kibum looked beautiful even when asleep. His lips were parted and his skin looked flawless in the dim lighting. Minho tried to digests all the information Kibum had told him. A lot of things made more sense now. Kibum needed the attention, needed to feel that there was someone who wanted him and all his one night stands were feeding his crave. He got what he wanted without needing to get attached. Minho sighed as he traced Kibum’s features with his eyes. He was sure he could stay up all night just watching the sleeping boy. Minho realised it was rather creepy so he closed his eyes and waited for sleep to take over his body and mind.
When Minho woke up after only a few hours of sleep he felt extremely pissed off. He had never been a big fan of waking up early and this was just ridiculous. Minho groaned and decided that getting fired was worth it if he could stay in the bed for the rest of the day. He was about to fall asleep again when someone hit him with a pillow.
“Wake up”, Kibum murmured sleepily. Minho had completely forgotten about him and it took few seconds for him to remember exactly why he had Kibum in his bed. Minho smiled and crawled on top of the older boy.
“Good morning”, Minho whispered as he started pressing light kisses all over Kibum’s face. Kibum wrapped his arms around Minho’s hips and tilted his head so that their lips met. Minho had to admit waking up was a lot more fun with Kibum as he gently bit the other’s tongue that had found its way into Minho’s mouth.
“Get your ass in the shower or you’ll be late for work”, Kibum told Minho and pushed him aside.
“Yes, umma”, Minho grinned as he got up and went through his drawers to find something to wear.
“Please don’t call me umma when you’ve just ravished my mouth”, Kibum shout after Minho who laughed as he made his way into the shower.
Minho was making coffee as Kibum walked into the kitchen. His hair was still wet and he had on only a pair of Minho’s sweaters. Minho hungrily gazed up and down Kibum’s body. He was just the perfect combination of muscles and skinniness.
“You should take a picture it’ll last longer”, Kibum snorted as he sat down.
“Nah, I’m planning to see your half naked body a lot in the future”, Minho grinned.
“You wish”, Kibum laughed and grabbed a banana from the big basket full of fruits on front of him. “Aren’t you gonna eat anything?”
“I don’t eat breakfast”, Minho told him and wasn’t surprised to see Kibum look unpleased. “But feel free to help yourself at anything in the fridge”.
“No it’s fine I wasn’t that hungry anyway”, Kibum just said casually even as his stomach was making those growling noises. Minho pressed the bridge of his nose with his fingers and tried not to get annoyed.
“I know you’re hungry, you should eat something”, Minho spoke quietly like you would to a disobedient child.
“I will eat if you eat as well”, Kibum just kept insisting. Minho decided it was too early to try to disagree with Kibum.
“Blackmailing me into eating is not very nice”, Minho retorted dryly as he poured himself some cereals and milk.
“I’m not a nice person”, Kibum smiled sweetly. Minho snorted and sat across the table and tried to concentrate on eating. It felt so wrong but he just quickly chewed a few times before forcing the food down his throat. When he raised his gaze from the bowl he nearly choked. Kibum was eating his banana in a very suggestive way. His tongue darted out to trail down the banana and he licked his lips as he pulled the lucky fruit out of his mouth.
“Shit, Kibum”, Minho’s mouth suddenly felt dry and he was blinking furiously.
“Keep eating”, Kibum commanded and an evil smile crept across his face as Minho obeyed hastily. Kibum brought the banana back to his lips and continued the show. It should’ve looked ridiculous and stupid but somehow Kibum made eating a banana the most erotic thing Minho had ever witnessed in his life. Minho couldn’t even look away, he was mesmerised. He kept bringing the empty spoon to his mouth a few times before he realised he had finished eating.
“Good boy”, Kibum purred and Minho couldn’t even come up with anything to say. He settled for sipping coffee and spilled it all over his table as Kibum took a small bite of the fruit, closed his eyes like it was the best thing he had ever tasted and let out a small moan.
“Fuck”, Minho cursed and Kibum burst out laughing. Minho muttered to himself as the older boy gave him a wink before going to his bedroom to get dressed. Minho cleaned the table and packed his bag while waiting for the other to get ready. He was in middle of doing the dished when he felt Kibum wrap his arms around him from behind.
“You’re such a tease”, Minho complained as he turned around and kissed Kibum with more force than before. He could feel Kibum’s lips curve into a smile. Minho was determined to wipe that smile away. He sucked on Kibum’s lower lip before putting his hand on the back of Kibum’s head and pressing their mouths together so hard it almost hurt.
“Someone’s aggressive today”, Kibum grinned as they pulled back for air.
“You haven’t seen anything yet”, Minho murmured huskily to Kibum’s ear as he slipped his hands inside of Kibum’s shirt. “When the month’s up we’re not going to leave the bedroom for the whole day. I’m going to make you come like never before, when I’m finished you won’t even remember ever being with anyone else, I’ll make you moan my name until it’s the only thing you know how to do, I’ll make you mine”.
“I think I like this side of you.” Kibum’s eyes were dark as he gripped the front of Minho’s hoodie and pulled him into a bruising kiss.
“If we don’t stop now I won’t stop until I have you under me”, Minho sighed as he pulled away reluctantly. He started to think that month was hell of a long time.
“Responsible as ever”, Kibum smiled but stepped back and went to get his belongings. Minho walked Kibum to the bus stop and stood there waiting for the bus.
“I know you can’t help thinking about that asshole ex-friend of yours but I want you to remember that he’s wrong about you. Don’t ever change, I love you just the way you are”, Minho told Kibum as the bus stopped in front of them and people started getting inside. Kibum smiled and tiptoed to peck Minho on the lips before getting in as well. Minho watched the bus disappear before starting to walk towards his work place. It had been less than a minute when the phone in his pocket vibrated, announcing he had received a new message.
The message was from Kibum and simply said “I think I love you just the way you are as well”. Minho grinned like an idiot for the rest of the day.
A/N: This is Minho-centric but it's more about Jjong and Kibum lol. Had to divide this chapter to two as well as lj kept complaining about how the post was too large. Some Minkey action in this one, enjoy!
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