A Close Shave; Minho/Key
in which Minho realises Kibum is full of surprises even after so many years.
Author's Note: Inspired by this which came from this fancam. well well, so Kibum is discontented, almost aggrieved at how Minho never gets fat and taaadaah, this came out. here's to celebrating December and a wonderful night of minkey in Shanghai! once again, thanks for clicking your way here and i hope you'll like the oneshot! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
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Minho should probably be concerned about how calm and relaxed he was when the door to his room suddenly opened just as he was standing in front of his wardrobe, fresh out of the showers with only a towel wrapped around his waist; But on account that there was only one person who would enter his room without knocking, Minho knew there was nothing he should be worried about. After all, said person had already seen him naked more times than necessary.
It was no surprise then that Minho didn’t even flinch one bit when Kibum, his boyfriend of many years, sauntered into his room without making a sound. Minho did raise his eyebrows in question though as he took his eyes off the clothes in his wardrobe and turned his attention to his boyfriend. He watched as Kibum carefully closed the door behind him before he walked to sit on the edge of Minho’s bed.
“Can I help you, baby?”
Kibum shrugged as he made himself comfortable on the bed, openly checking Minho out from head to toe, and asked distractedly, “What are you doing?”
“Deciding what I should wear tomorrow…” Minho replied just as distractedly as he tried to understand why Kibum was looking at him like that, “What are you doing? I thought you said you had things to do that don’t involve me?”
“Mmm… Yeah, pretty much done with that…” Kibum’s answer was once again left vague as he gave yet another half-assed reply. He had better things to do… like continuing to stare at Minho’s body, his wandering eyes settling to focus on Minho’s waist.
Following the direction of Kibum’s eyes, Minho looked down at his own body and checked if there was something that was worth Kibum’s attention. But besides his abs that Kibum had already seen more than enough times to get bored of, there was obviously nothing different with his body. Minho looked back at his boyfriend and crossed his arms, suddenly feeling a little insecure about himself to the extent that he felt the need to put on some clothes. And so, the rapper turned back towards his wardrobe and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of boxers to cover himself up.
“Minho…”
“Yeah?” Minho didn’t even have the time to wear his clothes as he naturally turned back first upon hearing Kibum call him.
In the next moment, Kibum was standing behind him with his hands firmly on his naked waist while he rested his chin on his shoulder. Minho’s clothes fell from his hands at the close proximity of his boyfriend. He could feel Kibum’s chest rise against his back with every breath he took.
“What am I going to do with you?” Came Kibum’s grumble.
“What?” Minho blinked, confused at the current situation because this was something new. If it was lust, Minho would have recognized it and took action long ago. Yet the look in Kibum’s eyes as well as the tone of his voice was something Minho wasn’t familiar with.
Still, Minho started to doubt himself when Kibum ran his hands up his sides and then slowly moved them back downwards until they were settled just above his towel. That lasted for only a quick second because Kibum then slid his hands across Minho’s smooth skin and finally rested them against his abs, his arms now circling Minho’s hips.
“Wh- what…” Unable to stop himself from shivering with pleasure at the sensation of Kibum’s touch, a now nervous Minho had to clear his throat and lick his lips first before he could continue his question, “What are you doing, Kibum?”
“This is so unfair.” Kibum sighed as he parted his lips to gently bite Minho on his shoulder, “Too unfair.”
“Shouldn’t I be saying that instead?” Minho asked, angling his head so he could get a good glimpse of Kibum, “You told me you wanted to do your own things tonight but here you are now, happily feeling me up. Is this some kind of foreplay you’re trying out?”
Kibum couldn’t help but chuckle, “Are you saying this is actually turning you on?”
As he spoke, Kibum tiptoed and peeked over Minho’s shoulder to check if there was a situation he might have unintentionally caused under his boyfriend’s towel. To his slight disappointment though, there was nothing. Or maybe, Minho’s towel was simply too thick…
Before Kibum’s thoughts could wander any further, Minho turned around and looked at him with a serious expression that made it clear he was waiting for an explanation.
“Alright alright.” Kibum sighed, throwing his hands in the air, “I’m just fed up that you’re so damn skinny. It just isn’t fair that your body doesn’t reflect how much you actually eat. Here I am, having to constantly watch my diet so I don’t look bloated like a puffer fish, and yet you can eat 5, 6 meals a day and still look like Adonis in Korean form.”
Minho stared at Kibum for a moment, taking the time to digest all the information, and when he finally understood what was going on, he burst out laughing (much to Kibum’s displeasure, of course).
“It’s not funny.”
“God, Kibum, you’re fcking cute.”
“Shut up.”
“Why are you even suddenly complaining about this?”
“Because I look at myself… and then I come in here and see you like this… we’re just so different!”
“But I love your body!” Minho wasn’t shy to voice out his honest feelings, “You should know how much I love touching you, feeling you, hugging you-”
“You mean my flabs?” Kibum huffed, cutting Minho short.
“Come on Kibummie, you’re skinny too… just, well, not as toned as me?”
“Why thanks, not only do I have to watch my diet to keep myself skinny, but I now need to go to the gym because my body is-”
“Beautiful.” Minho finished Kibum’s sentence for him at the same time he pulled his boyfriend into a hug, “Always have been, always will be.”
Kibum rolled his eyes and was about to rebut Minho’s sweet talk but the rapper would have nothing of it as he kept his grumpy boyfriend silent with a kiss on his lips.
Minho nudged Kibum lightly on his forehead with his, “I’ll have you know, I work very hard at the gym to get this body you’re envious of.”
“Well, you do exercise a lot...” Kibum muttered under his breath.
Minho nodded and smiled, “You help me a lot too, Kibum.”
“I do?”
“Yeah,” Minho’s smile turned mischievous, “Sex burns a good amount of calories, bummie. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
A smile grew on Kibum’s face as he slowly reduced the distance between their faces. Naturally, Minho closed his eyes as he waited for Kibum’s lips to meet his. Yet, instead of feeling those lips, a hand landed on his cheek and pushed his face away. Minho’s eyes flew open and he is greeted with the sight of Kibum staring thoughtfully, a little too seriously, at him.
“Obviously, it’s not burning many calories for me as it is for you… maybe we should change the way we do things? Like how I should top instead?” As soon as the suggestion was out in the open, Kibum snapped his fingers and nodded in satisfaction with his idea, “Yes, definitely. I think we should do that. In fact, let’s do it now!”
Widening his eyes in surprise, Minho instantly shook his head. For the first time in his life, he chose to fend off Kibum’s advances by giving him a hug instead.
With Kibum in his hold, Minho then gently but swiftly pushed his boyfriend towards his door as he said, “I love you, bum, but I’m not up for the exercise tonight.”
“But you always want-”
Minho interrupted Kibum by giving him a quick goodnight kiss on his lips.
“Get a good rest tonight, love! Sweet dreams.”
And with that, Minho flashed Kibum his most charming smile ever and closed the door.
Once the door was locked, Minho let out a sigh of relief and silently prayed that Kibum would not put up a fight. Thankfully, his lucky stars were shining on him as it remained silent on the other side of the door.
It was at that exact moment Minho reminded himself that he probably shouldn’t get too comfortable with Kibum entering his room as and when he liked. Some boundaries still had to be set… Boy oh boy did Minho have his work cut out for him when he had to face Kibum the next morning. Well, at least he had the night to figure out something…
If only his phone didn’t start buzzing.
Author's Note: Inspired by this which came from this fancam. well well, so Kibum is discontented, almost aggrieved at how Minho never gets fat and taaadaah, this came out. here's to celebrating December and a wonderful night of minkey in Shanghai! once again, thanks for clicking your way here and i hope you'll like the oneshot! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
credit seoulers.tumblr
Minho should probably be concerned about how calm and relaxed he was when the door to his room suddenly opened just as he was standing in front of his wardrobe, fresh out of the showers with only a towel wrapped around his waist; But on account that there was only one person who would enter his room without knocking, Minho knew there was nothing he should be worried about. After all, said person had already seen him naked more times than necessary.
It was no surprise then that Minho didn’t even flinch one bit when Kibum, his boyfriend of many years, sauntered into his room without making a sound. Minho did raise his eyebrows in question though as he took his eyes off the clothes in his wardrobe and turned his attention to his boyfriend. He watched as Kibum carefully closed the door behind him before he walked to sit on the edge of Minho’s bed.
“Can I help you, baby?”
Kibum shrugged as he made himself comfortable on the bed, openly checking Minho out from head to toe, and asked distractedly, “What are you doing?”
“Deciding what I should wear tomorrow…” Minho replied just as distractedly as he tried to understand why Kibum was looking at him like that, “What are you doing? I thought you said you had things to do that don’t involve me?”
“Mmm… Yeah, pretty much done with that…” Kibum’s answer was once again left vague as he gave yet another half-assed reply. He had better things to do… like continuing to stare at Minho’s body, his wandering eyes settling to focus on Minho’s waist.
Following the direction of Kibum’s eyes, Minho looked down at his own body and checked if there was something that was worth Kibum’s attention. But besides his abs that Kibum had already seen more than enough times to get bored of, there was obviously nothing different with his body. Minho looked back at his boyfriend and crossed his arms, suddenly feeling a little insecure about himself to the extent that he felt the need to put on some clothes. And so, the rapper turned back towards his wardrobe and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of boxers to cover himself up.
“Minho…”
“Yeah?” Minho didn’t even have the time to wear his clothes as he naturally turned back first upon hearing Kibum call him.
In the next moment, Kibum was standing behind him with his hands firmly on his naked waist while he rested his chin on his shoulder. Minho’s clothes fell from his hands at the close proximity of his boyfriend. He could feel Kibum’s chest rise against his back with every breath he took.
“What am I going to do with you?” Came Kibum’s grumble.
“What?” Minho blinked, confused at the current situation because this was something new. If it was lust, Minho would have recognized it and took action long ago. Yet the look in Kibum’s eyes as well as the tone of his voice was something Minho wasn’t familiar with.
Still, Minho started to doubt himself when Kibum ran his hands up his sides and then slowly moved them back downwards until they were settled just above his towel. That lasted for only a quick second because Kibum then slid his hands across Minho’s smooth skin and finally rested them against his abs, his arms now circling Minho’s hips.
“Wh- what…” Unable to stop himself from shivering with pleasure at the sensation of Kibum’s touch, a now nervous Minho had to clear his throat and lick his lips first before he could continue his question, “What are you doing, Kibum?”
“This is so unfair.” Kibum sighed as he parted his lips to gently bite Minho on his shoulder, “Too unfair.”
“Shouldn’t I be saying that instead?” Minho asked, angling his head so he could get a good glimpse of Kibum, “You told me you wanted to do your own things tonight but here you are now, happily feeling me up. Is this some kind of foreplay you’re trying out?”
Kibum couldn’t help but chuckle, “Are you saying this is actually turning you on?”
As he spoke, Kibum tiptoed and peeked over Minho’s shoulder to check if there was a situation he might have unintentionally caused under his boyfriend’s towel. To his slight disappointment though, there was nothing. Or maybe, Minho’s towel was simply too thick…
Before Kibum’s thoughts could wander any further, Minho turned around and looked at him with a serious expression that made it clear he was waiting for an explanation.
“Alright alright.” Kibum sighed, throwing his hands in the air, “I’m just fed up that you’re so damn skinny. It just isn’t fair that your body doesn’t reflect how much you actually eat. Here I am, having to constantly watch my diet so I don’t look bloated like a puffer fish, and yet you can eat 5, 6 meals a day and still look like Adonis in Korean form.”
Minho stared at Kibum for a moment, taking the time to digest all the information, and when he finally understood what was going on, he burst out laughing (much to Kibum’s displeasure, of course).
“It’s not funny.”
“God, Kibum, you’re fcking cute.”
“Shut up.”
“Why are you even suddenly complaining about this?”
“Because I look at myself… and then I come in here and see you like this… we’re just so different!”
“But I love your body!” Minho wasn’t shy to voice out his honest feelings, “You should know how much I love touching you, feeling you, hugging you-”
“You mean my flabs?” Kibum huffed, cutting Minho short.
“Come on Kibummie, you’re skinny too… just, well, not as toned as me?”
“Why thanks, not only do I have to watch my diet to keep myself skinny, but I now need to go to the gym because my body is-”
“Beautiful.” Minho finished Kibum’s sentence for him at the same time he pulled his boyfriend into a hug, “Always have been, always will be.”
Kibum rolled his eyes and was about to rebut Minho’s sweet talk but the rapper would have nothing of it as he kept his grumpy boyfriend silent with a kiss on his lips.
Minho nudged Kibum lightly on his forehead with his, “I’ll have you know, I work very hard at the gym to get this body you’re envious of.”
“Well, you do exercise a lot...” Kibum muttered under his breath.
Minho nodded and smiled, “You help me a lot too, Kibum.”
“I do?”
“Yeah,” Minho’s smile turned mischievous, “Sex burns a good amount of calories, bummie. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
A smile grew on Kibum’s face as he slowly reduced the distance between their faces. Naturally, Minho closed his eyes as he waited for Kibum’s lips to meet his. Yet, instead of feeling those lips, a hand landed on his cheek and pushed his face away. Minho’s eyes flew open and he is greeted with the sight of Kibum staring thoughtfully, a little too seriously, at him.
“Obviously, it’s not burning many calories for me as it is for you… maybe we should change the way we do things? Like how I should top instead?” As soon as the suggestion was out in the open, Kibum snapped his fingers and nodded in satisfaction with his idea, “Yes, definitely. I think we should do that. In fact, let’s do it now!”
Widening his eyes in surprise, Minho instantly shook his head. For the first time in his life, he chose to fend off Kibum’s advances by giving him a hug instead.
With Kibum in his hold, Minho then gently but swiftly pushed his boyfriend towards his door as he said, “I love you, bum, but I’m not up for the exercise tonight.”
“But you always want-”
Minho interrupted Kibum by giving him a quick goodnight kiss on his lips.
“Get a good rest tonight, love! Sweet dreams.”
And with that, Minho flashed Kibum his most charming smile ever and closed the door.
Once the door was locked, Minho let out a sigh of relief and silently prayed that Kibum would not put up a fight. Thankfully, his lucky stars were shining on him as it remained silent on the other side of the door.
It was at that exact moment Minho reminded himself that he probably shouldn’t get too comfortable with Kibum entering his room as and when he liked. Some boundaries still had to be set… Boy oh boy did Minho have his work cut out for him when he had to face Kibum the next morning. Well, at least he had the night to figure out something…
If only his phone didn’t start buzzing.