drabbles; Minho/Key
Two drabbles (and maybe more to come) just because minkey is everywhere.
Of Sharing and Keeping Secrets - inspired by this where Kibum was picked as the most secretive member.
“Hey Minho?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks… for saving me just now.”
Looking directly into Kibum’s eyes as he turned to his right where the blonde was sitting beside him in the back of the van, Minho knew exactly what Kibum was referring to. A lot had happened on shinee’s 5th anniversary but Minho instantly understood that Kibum was thanking him for ending the topic so he didn’t have to explain why he was the most secretive member.
Truth be told, the blonde was caught by surprise when he was picked. Yet, in his state of confusion, he had no choice but to accept it since all his bandmates had pointed their fingers at him. This included Minho, Minho who was now smiling deviously at Kibum as he closed the distance between their faces and leaned in to whisper into Kibum’s ear.
“Don’t thank me. After all, I am your deepest darkest secret.”
Trying to will the blush that was rising on his cheeks away, Kibum pushed Minho aside and scooted towards the edge of the car seat, looking out the window of their moving van instead. The blonde swore he would have punched Minho in the face if not for the fact that he would owe not only their manager but the rest of the members an explanation if the rapper of shinee ended up with a blue black on his face.
Wait till they get back to the dorm… Kibum knew exactly how he could get back at Minho in ways that ensured everything would go unnoticed. Maybe there was some truth to why he was the most secretive member after all…
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The Trick is to Stay Calm - inspired by this because wookey is so real it hurts my minkey heart
Kibum probably looked dumb smiling at his phone but that didn’t stop him from appearing even sillier when he was soon unable to hold back a chuckle as he reread the caption to his photo. Knowing exactly what it would do to his fans (and his fans), Kibum was very much proud of himself, actually even smug and cocky about his ability to draw various kinds of reactions from the fans. And just as he expected, the comments came flooding in by the hundreds as soon as he refreshed Instagram (ah, what a lovely invention!). Kibum was just about to slowly scroll through the comments when all of a sudden, his phone was snatched out of his hand.
“What the-”
Kibum instantly looked up and found Minho standing just before him and staring intently at his phone. The rapper's eyes was on him in the next moment though, glaring at him like his eyes were on fire and giving him the grumpiest expression ever.
“Really Kibum?” Minho questioned, very much agitated over what he saw on Kibum’s phone, “I'm right here!”
“And?” Kibum raised an eyebrow.
“You know exactly what the problem is.”
Kibum fought back a smile and maintained a look of indifference. “I don't. Care to tell me what's wrong?”
Minho threw Kibum's phone back to him so that it fell right into the blonde's lap as he sat cross legged on the sofa.
“My W?” Minho demanded to know, “Seriously Kibum? My W?! Was that really necessary?”
Kibum shrugged, “It’s fun.”
“Do I look like I'm enjoying it?” Minho pointed to himself, well aware that he was doing nothing to hide his frustration.
Kibum shook his head, “No… who says it’s for you to enjoy anyway?”
It felt absolutely unfair that Kibum made Minho feel as if he was making a big deal out of something as simple as an update on his Instagram, and so, since he was already at it with nothing else to lose, Minho finally threw his temper.
“Then why the hell do you still do things like this when you know I hate it?”
A smile slowly spread across Kibum's face as he stood up from the sofa and reduced the distance between Minho and him.
“You know, Minho, I love seeing what sort of reactions I get from fans...” When there was barely any distance left between their bodies as his chest bumped lightly into Minho's, Kibum leaned forward, lifting his chin up just that slight bit so his lips would brush against the shell of Minho's ear with every word he said next, “But yours is my absolute favourite.”
Slowly moving back and returning Minho his personal space, Kibum pressed a kiss on Minho's cheek and winked once he saw the look of confusion on Minho's face.
“You're the cutest when you're jealous.”
With that, Kibum left the living room and laughed his way back into his own room, leaving a dumbfounded Minho behind, who was slowly realizing that he had fell into Kibum's trap once again.
Of Sharing and Keeping Secrets - inspired by this where Kibum was picked as the most secretive member.
“Hey Minho?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks… for saving me just now.”
Looking directly into Kibum’s eyes as he turned to his right where the blonde was sitting beside him in the back of the van, Minho knew exactly what Kibum was referring to. A lot had happened on shinee’s 5th anniversary but Minho instantly understood that Kibum was thanking him for ending the topic so he didn’t have to explain why he was the most secretive member.
Truth be told, the blonde was caught by surprise when he was picked. Yet, in his state of confusion, he had no choice but to accept it since all his bandmates had pointed their fingers at him. This included Minho, Minho who was now smiling deviously at Kibum as he closed the distance between their faces and leaned in to whisper into Kibum’s ear.
“Don’t thank me. After all, I am your deepest darkest secret.”
Trying to will the blush that was rising on his cheeks away, Kibum pushed Minho aside and scooted towards the edge of the car seat, looking out the window of their moving van instead. The blonde swore he would have punched Minho in the face if not for the fact that he would owe not only their manager but the rest of the members an explanation if the rapper of shinee ended up with a blue black on his face.
Wait till they get back to the dorm… Kibum knew exactly how he could get back at Minho in ways that ensured everything would go unnoticed. Maybe there was some truth to why he was the most secretive member after all…
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The Trick is to Stay Calm - inspired by this because wookey is so real it hurts my minkey heart
Kibum probably looked dumb smiling at his phone but that didn’t stop him from appearing even sillier when he was soon unable to hold back a chuckle as he reread the caption to his photo. Knowing exactly what it would do to his fans (and his fans), Kibum was very much proud of himself, actually even smug and cocky about his ability to draw various kinds of reactions from the fans. And just as he expected, the comments came flooding in by the hundreds as soon as he refreshed Instagram (ah, what a lovely invention!). Kibum was just about to slowly scroll through the comments when all of a sudden, his phone was snatched out of his hand.
“What the-”
Kibum instantly looked up and found Minho standing just before him and staring intently at his phone. The rapper's eyes was on him in the next moment though, glaring at him like his eyes were on fire and giving him the grumpiest expression ever.
“Really Kibum?” Minho questioned, very much agitated over what he saw on Kibum’s phone, “I'm right here!”
“And?” Kibum raised an eyebrow.
“You know exactly what the problem is.”
Kibum fought back a smile and maintained a look of indifference. “I don't. Care to tell me what's wrong?”
Minho threw Kibum's phone back to him so that it fell right into the blonde's lap as he sat cross legged on the sofa.
“My W?” Minho demanded to know, “Seriously Kibum? My W?! Was that really necessary?”
Kibum shrugged, “It’s fun.”
“Do I look like I'm enjoying it?” Minho pointed to himself, well aware that he was doing nothing to hide his frustration.
Kibum shook his head, “No… who says it’s for you to enjoy anyway?”
It felt absolutely unfair that Kibum made Minho feel as if he was making a big deal out of something as simple as an update on his Instagram, and so, since he was already at it with nothing else to lose, Minho finally threw his temper.
“Then why the hell do you still do things like this when you know I hate it?”
A smile slowly spread across Kibum's face as he stood up from the sofa and reduced the distance between Minho and him.
“You know, Minho, I love seeing what sort of reactions I get from fans...” When there was barely any distance left between their bodies as his chest bumped lightly into Minho's, Kibum leaned forward, lifting his chin up just that slight bit so his lips would brush against the shell of Minho's ear with every word he said next, “But yours is my absolute favourite.”
Slowly moving back and returning Minho his personal space, Kibum pressed a kiss on Minho's cheek and winked once he saw the look of confusion on Minho's face.
“You're the cutest when you're jealous.”
With that, Kibum left the living room and laughed his way back into his own room, leaving a dumbfounded Minho behind, who was slowly realizing that he had fell into Kibum's trap once again.