Losing Weight; Minho/Key
in which Minho takes the weight off Kibum's mind.
Author's Note: for this prompt. somehow, i can remember reading about this happening too but i can't trace back to the specific sources. i did a bit of searching and couldn't get much results either. eventually, i wrote this with reference to this and this. it was so tough to write with all five of them in the fic, i'm not even kidding. i can only say i tried my best? fingers crossed it won't be too bad a fic!! as always, thanks for reading and hopefully, it'll be worth your time. :)
There are only two things SHINee needs in the waiting room - one, the Wi-Fi password and two, food. That’s basically what keeps them happy when they’re confined within the premises of the concert venue. They may spend quite a bit of time on the Internet but they spend more time eating. All five of them have never been shy to pig out in front of the cameras so just imagine how excited they get when there’s always a variety of regional specialties to enjoy at each stop of their Japan tour.
Rehearsals are over and they have four hours to kill before the concert in Nagoya starts but none of them are even bothered by the long wait. With the way they are trying and enjoying the local specialties, not even a single one of them look as if they remember they are supposed to eat in moderation, let alone remember they are scheduled to perform in the evening. What’s more, it almost seems like they’re having some sort of eating competition especially when Taemin and Minho start to stack the mini bowls of hitsumabushi1 that they’ve already finished.
“Jjong, are you going to eat that?”
Looking to his right, Jinki’s eyes are on the last tenmusu2 left on the plate placed in front of Jonghyun.
With a pair of wooden chopsticks resting against his bottom lip, Jonghyun shakes his head and pushes the plate towards Jinki, “I’ve already had one.”
“Thanks.” Jinki smiles as he reaches out for the rice ball and excitedly tries it for the first time.
“Is that the last one?” Kibum asks after he takes a bite out of the ebi-sando3 Minho is feeding him, “I haven’t tried that yet.”
“Did Minho forget to feed you that?” Jonghyun teases, smiling at the couple sitting across him.
Used to the teasing by their bandmates ever since they got caught sneaking kisses whenever wherever, Kibum simply turns to his left where Minho is to get an answer.
“Oops?” Minho smiles guiltily as he confesses, “I think I ate your share.”
Kibum’s face hardens, “I really wanted to try that...”
“Got it.”
Much to Kibum’s satisfaction, Minho instantly gets the hint and leaves the table in search for more tenmusu.
“Actually, hyung, you didn’t miss much.” On Kibum’s right, Taemin pipes up while he takes a break from eating his fourth bowl of hitsumabushi and taps at it with his spoon, “Save your calories for this instead.”
Shaking his head, Jinki waves to get Kibum’s attention and quickly swallows the last of his rice ball.
“It’s sooooo good, I’ll gladly put on weight for this.” Jinki emphasises his point by giving a thumbs up, “You need to try it! One’s not even enough.”
Jonghyun laughs as he reaches out to poke Jinki’s cheek, “You can afford eating more since you’re always covered up on stage, hyung, but Kibummie will be performing as Zorro again in December.”
Taemin chuckles at the thought of Kibum as Zorro, “Oh right, Key hyung will have to go shirtless for that… Does that mean you have to hit the gym again?”
Kibum looks down at his body and sighs, “Most probably... After all the eating we’ve done on tour, I think I have to work on toning up my body again.”
It’s then that Minho returns to their table with 6 tenmusu on a plate.
“You may have to sharpen your jawline too…” Jonghyun mentions offhandedly as he looks at Kibum while everyone else helps themselves to another tenmusu.
“What are you guys talking about?” Minho asks first before he turns to Kibum and questions confusedly, “Aren’t you going to try one?”
“Should I?” Kibum asks back, looking hesitant.
“Why not?” Minho frowns.
“I have to watch my weight.”
“And so do all of us.” Minho easily replies, “But no one actually cares right now.”
“Well, Jjong mentioned-”
Wanting to hear from the man in question himself, Minho cuts Kibum off and looks at Jonghyun curiously, “What did you say?”
“Don’t you think Kibum gained a little weight?” Jonghyun asks instead, with no bad intentions.
“So this is what it’s all about…” Minho thinks out loud.
Taemin glances at Kibum, a glint of mischief in his eyes, before he suddenly reaches over to pull Kibum’s shirt up.
“Taem!” Kibum slaps Taemin’s hand away and glares at the maknae.
Catching a glimpse of Kibum’s tummy, Taemin laughs and then announces to everyone, “I can now confirm he did.”
“You’re an idiot.” Kibum rolls his eyes.
It’s all in good fun though since everyone including Kibum ends up smiling.
“It’s so unfair though…” Kibum says as he looks at Taemin who’s just about to finish his fourth bowl of rice, “You and Minho have such high metabolism rates.”
Minho rests his hand on Kibum’s thigh and squeezes him reassuringly, “There’s nothing to be jealous about. Look at Taemin, he’s too skinny for his own good. And everyone knows looking like a model isn’t necessarily a good thing.”
“But-”
“Even if you did put on a little weight, I think you look much better, and heathier now,” Minho smiles as he leans closer and whispers into Kibum’s ear, “Plus I love how you’re so much more huggable than before.”
Kibum gently pushes Minho away and ignores the amused but curious looks on everyone’s faces, all three of them wondering what Minho had whispered to him.
“Like it or not, I have to start working out-”
Kibum finds himself unable to speak when half of what seems to be a tenmusu gets stuffed accurately into his mouth. When he looks over to his left with his cheeks full of the rice ball, Minho is grinning from ear to ear.
Minho even has to hold back a chuckle as he playfully instructs, “Bite, Kibummie.”
Kibum does just that but narrows his eyes at his boyfriend. Trust Minho to seize the right moment when his mouth is open the widest to feed him against his wishes.
“Delicious, isn’t it?” Minho asks without needing an answer and goes on to say, “You’ll need the energy to perform later anyway so let’s just eat as much as we want now alright?”
“Minho’s right.” Jinki decides to step up as the leader he supposedly is, “Worry about your weight another day, Kibum.”
Minho sends an appreciative smile Jinki’s way, to which the oldest simply shrugs off because it really isn’t a big deal, and well, he’s already distracted by the tebasaki4.
Jonghyun and Taemin share a look with each other, both worried that they may have come across the wrong way, but Minho is quick to notice their uneasiness and decides to lighten the atmosphere.
“I don’t get why you even listen to Jonghyun hyung or Taemin…” Minho says to Kibum, “If you have to be listening to anyone, it should be me. I mean, look at me. I have the best body and well, everyone knows I’m the visual of SHINee.”
With one sentence, Minho successfully breaks the moment of awkwardness. It may have been at his expense but he very much prefers everyone poking fun at him and having a good laugh than remain in that uncomfortable moment. And well, even if Minho is affected by the mocking, everything is made better when Kibum reaches out to secretly hold his hand under the table and begins eating again.
Before they know it, all five of their mouths are kept busy until their manager steps in and be the killjoy that he needs to be by reminding them that they’re not in a buffet restaurant.
Author's Note: for this prompt. somehow, i can remember reading about this happening too but i can't trace back to the specific sources. i did a bit of searching and couldn't get much results either. eventually, i wrote this with reference to this and this. it was so tough to write with all five of them in the fic, i'm not even kidding. i can only say i tried my best? fingers crossed it won't be too bad a fic!! as always, thanks for reading and hopefully, it'll be worth your time. :)
There are only two things SHINee needs in the waiting room - one, the Wi-Fi password and two, food. That’s basically what keeps them happy when they’re confined within the premises of the concert venue. They may spend quite a bit of time on the Internet but they spend more time eating. All five of them have never been shy to pig out in front of the cameras so just imagine how excited they get when there’s always a variety of regional specialties to enjoy at each stop of their Japan tour.
Rehearsals are over and they have four hours to kill before the concert in Nagoya starts but none of them are even bothered by the long wait. With the way they are trying and enjoying the local specialties, not even a single one of them look as if they remember they are supposed to eat in moderation, let alone remember they are scheduled to perform in the evening. What’s more, it almost seems like they’re having some sort of eating competition especially when Taemin and Minho start to stack the mini bowls of hitsumabushi1 that they’ve already finished.
“Jjong, are you going to eat that?”
Looking to his right, Jinki’s eyes are on the last tenmusu2 left on the plate placed in front of Jonghyun.
With a pair of wooden chopsticks resting against his bottom lip, Jonghyun shakes his head and pushes the plate towards Jinki, “I’ve already had one.”
“Thanks.” Jinki smiles as he reaches out for the rice ball and excitedly tries it for the first time.
“Is that the last one?” Kibum asks after he takes a bite out of the ebi-sando3 Minho is feeding him, “I haven’t tried that yet.”
“Did Minho forget to feed you that?” Jonghyun teases, smiling at the couple sitting across him.
Used to the teasing by their bandmates ever since they got caught sneaking kisses whenever wherever, Kibum simply turns to his left where Minho is to get an answer.
“Oops?” Minho smiles guiltily as he confesses, “I think I ate your share.”
Kibum’s face hardens, “I really wanted to try that...”
“Got it.”
Much to Kibum’s satisfaction, Minho instantly gets the hint and leaves the table in search for more tenmusu.
“Actually, hyung, you didn’t miss much.” On Kibum’s right, Taemin pipes up while he takes a break from eating his fourth bowl of hitsumabushi and taps at it with his spoon, “Save your calories for this instead.”
Shaking his head, Jinki waves to get Kibum’s attention and quickly swallows the last of his rice ball.
“It’s sooooo good, I’ll gladly put on weight for this.” Jinki emphasises his point by giving a thumbs up, “You need to try it! One’s not even enough.”
Jonghyun laughs as he reaches out to poke Jinki’s cheek, “You can afford eating more since you’re always covered up on stage, hyung, but Kibummie will be performing as Zorro again in December.”
Taemin chuckles at the thought of Kibum as Zorro, “Oh right, Key hyung will have to go shirtless for that… Does that mean you have to hit the gym again?”
Kibum looks down at his body and sighs, “Most probably... After all the eating we’ve done on tour, I think I have to work on toning up my body again.”
It’s then that Minho returns to their table with 6 tenmusu on a plate.
“You may have to sharpen your jawline too…” Jonghyun mentions offhandedly as he looks at Kibum while everyone else helps themselves to another tenmusu.
“What are you guys talking about?” Minho asks first before he turns to Kibum and questions confusedly, “Aren’t you going to try one?”
“Should I?” Kibum asks back, looking hesitant.
“Why not?” Minho frowns.
“I have to watch my weight.”
“And so do all of us.” Minho easily replies, “But no one actually cares right now.”
“Well, Jjong mentioned-”
Wanting to hear from the man in question himself, Minho cuts Kibum off and looks at Jonghyun curiously, “What did you say?”
“Don’t you think Kibum gained a little weight?” Jonghyun asks instead, with no bad intentions.
“So this is what it’s all about…” Minho thinks out loud.
Taemin glances at Kibum, a glint of mischief in his eyes, before he suddenly reaches over to pull Kibum’s shirt up.
“Taem!” Kibum slaps Taemin’s hand away and glares at the maknae.
Catching a glimpse of Kibum’s tummy, Taemin laughs and then announces to everyone, “I can now confirm he did.”
“You’re an idiot.” Kibum rolls his eyes.
It’s all in good fun though since everyone including Kibum ends up smiling.
“It’s so unfair though…” Kibum says as he looks at Taemin who’s just about to finish his fourth bowl of rice, “You and Minho have such high metabolism rates.”
Minho rests his hand on Kibum’s thigh and squeezes him reassuringly, “There’s nothing to be jealous about. Look at Taemin, he’s too skinny for his own good. And everyone knows looking like a model isn’t necessarily a good thing.”
“But-”
“Even if you did put on a little weight, I think you look much better, and heathier now,” Minho smiles as he leans closer and whispers into Kibum’s ear, “Plus I love how you’re so much more huggable than before.”
Kibum gently pushes Minho away and ignores the amused but curious looks on everyone’s faces, all three of them wondering what Minho had whispered to him.
“Like it or not, I have to start working out-”
Kibum finds himself unable to speak when half of what seems to be a tenmusu gets stuffed accurately into his mouth. When he looks over to his left with his cheeks full of the rice ball, Minho is grinning from ear to ear.
Minho even has to hold back a chuckle as he playfully instructs, “Bite, Kibummie.”
Kibum does just that but narrows his eyes at his boyfriend. Trust Minho to seize the right moment when his mouth is open the widest to feed him against his wishes.
“Delicious, isn’t it?” Minho asks without needing an answer and goes on to say, “You’ll need the energy to perform later anyway so let’s just eat as much as we want now alright?”
“Minho’s right.” Jinki decides to step up as the leader he supposedly is, “Worry about your weight another day, Kibum.”
Minho sends an appreciative smile Jinki’s way, to which the oldest simply shrugs off because it really isn’t a big deal, and well, he’s already distracted by the tebasaki4.
Jonghyun and Taemin share a look with each other, both worried that they may have come across the wrong way, but Minho is quick to notice their uneasiness and decides to lighten the atmosphere.
“I don’t get why you even listen to Jonghyun hyung or Taemin…” Minho says to Kibum, “If you have to be listening to anyone, it should be me. I mean, look at me. I have the best body and well, everyone knows I’m the visual of SHINee.”
With one sentence, Minho successfully breaks the moment of awkwardness. It may have been at his expense but he very much prefers everyone poking fun at him and having a good laugh than remain in that uncomfortable moment. And well, even if Minho is affected by the mocking, everything is made better when Kibum reaches out to secretly hold his hand under the table and begins eating again.
Before they know it, all five of their mouths are kept busy until their manager steps in and be the killjoy that he needs to be by reminding them that they’re not in a buffet restaurant.