KEY to my heart.
This day has finally arrived. Finally.
Jonghyun has been waiting for it for what seems like ages now. It was Kibum’s birthday in … less than an hour now.
Yes, he was not sleeping. He had to stay up to prepare his little surprise for him. It was really nothing, merely things to wrap around his gift. The gift, that was the important part of this day.
Obviously, Jonghyun couldn’t cook. It’s been what ? 2 years now that they were living together ? And still the only thing Jonghyun had been able to prepare for today was this Mickey egg. Talk about cooking much ?
Anyway, Kibum knew it, he would understand if it was not ‘real’ food Jonghyun would give.
Uh-oh, wait. Not live together live together hun. They were, are and will forever be - for Jonghyun’s part anyway - best friends. Not that he didn’t wanted them to be more, he wanted.
They had met when Kibum came to his highschool in their last year. He had been the new guy and Jonghyun had took on him to show him around. And then it just started from there.
They spent the most of their time together. First it was because Kibum needed help knowing around and everything. Then it soon became because they just couldn’t not be near each other.
Jonghyun’s parent had let him have a flat of his own leaving higschool. And that had been even more possible since his parents liked Kibum so much. The boy was leaving by his own since he left in family back in Daegu when coming to Seoul. Jonghyun’s parents thought he’d be a good idea if they found a flat for the two of them then.
Jonghyun could continue to ‘protect’ Key from the wild life Seoul could swallow you into, and his parents would be reassured of letting him go since they knew Kibum was as good as a house wife and would take care of their boy too. Plus they had taken to have Kibum as the second son they never had.
So after Highschool, Kibum moved from his rented room and Jonghyun moved from his house. They move in together. And until now everything went well.
Living with Key was easy. Just some small rules to follow and it was peace everywhere. Was you dishes when you finish eating, don’t let the commun places in a mess and never ever touch cooking things in the kitchen. But the last one, Jonghun thought it was just because he was a walking disaster in a kitchen.
It took time for Kibum to open up to Jonghyun about it family. It was the only sensible subject. But Jonghyun never gave up and he finaly got the bottom of the story. Kinda.
Kibum’s dad became an alcoholic after his mother died giving birth to him. His grand-mother raised him and since he had always felt like a burden to her, he had always been saving to move from her custody as soon as he could.
The younger never wanted to talk about his family. Jonghyun thinks it has to do with his father blaming his mother’s death on him. The result being that Kibum also blamed himself for that. The only reason why he never wanted to celebrate any of his birthday, Jonghyun discovered after.
After a year has passed and Kibum never told when was his birthday, Jonghyun became suspiscious. He asked. And he always got answers like,
“It’s too late to celebrate it.”
“It’s in more than 6 months, no need to think about it now.”
And other things like that. Kibum would never tell him. He would say something like that and change the subject. Or just looking at Jonghyun with a look that said drop-it-or-it-won’t-be-pretty. So Jonghyun didn’t push it.
But this year, he had to know.
So he went back to their highschool and told the director secretary some lame story, where Kibum was back in Daegu but he needed some of his highschool files and he was supposed to bring them to him since he couldn’t move and Jonghyun was supposed to go see him.
The secretary didn’t mind giving him those. There was also Kibum’s profile in there and he finally got to see his birthday date.
He had been right. These days Kibum had seemed a bit down, and he supposed it had something to do with all his family stuff. It was just that. They were 4 days away from his birthday.
He decided it will be his duty has his best friend and someone who cared deeply for him, to make him happy on a day like this. And if he could remove Kibum’s mind all those negatives thoughts he would be the happiest man on earth. Well, the only thing that could make him happier would be Kibum accepting his gift.
Ah, it’s midnight already. Better go sleeping a bit, my precious will be waking up in some hours now.
Kibum had a part time job in a coffee place and he usually had to get ther for the opening. He’d work there until mid day and then he’ go to the stylist. He was an apprentice for the man and it was how he was continuing his studies.
Fortunately Jonghyun had called both places yesterday to check Key sick, so that he’ll have the day off.
What Jonghyun loved about Kibum was his outgoing personality. You had to know him deeply to see that he had been ‘bullied’ by his father all his childhood, and that he thought he deserved it.
He was such a lively person. And Jonghyun would give very much to have a tour of the boy’s brain some day. He has such an artistic side to him, the older always wondered where did he found ideas like these.
A little example would be the painting he did near his bedroom door. Jonghyun was one to always forget his keys or his phone every time he had to go out. Resulting to him running back home to pick the things up and thus he was late to wherever he had to go.
One day he woke up and before leaving his bedroom he noticed something near his door. It was a painting of an iPod like he had, a phone and things he usually forgot before going out. He was already a little late so he just checked his things and noticed he had, in fact, forgot his phone and keys.
Since then he never forgot his things no more. The only time he almost did, the painting always reminded him.
Kibum had always been so good to him. Always took care of him. And maybe it was that and the fact that he just loved everything about the boy that convinced him that he was deeply, very deeply, in love with him.
He had talked about it with his mother. Being a mother, she told him she had already noticed that and he should go for it. Never mind Kibum being a boy, never mind that he used to date girls before, never mind they lived in Korea and maybe things could get complicated for the two of them if they were a couple. And maybe it was the fact that his mother was raised in America that made her so comprehensive. But he was not one to complain.
Anyway. This was it. Sleeping a bit and then he would have to confess to Kibum. That was the plan. And there was two issues to this.
One, Kibum would reject him. He would be disgusted by the fact that his best friend was in love with him and want to kiss every single part of his body, not that Jonghyun would tell him that bit. He would get really mad and pack his things and leave. This date would have another really sad memory to it and Kibum would just think the date was cursed or something. Jonghyun would never forgive himself and would run crying in his mother’s arms.
What ? They are really warm and good to cry onto.
Two, Kibum would accept him … and then he’ll be happy to be accepted by him. And he would ask him if he loved him too. He would cry. Yes, he always cries anyway. And then maybe he’ll have the permission to kiss him. And then they’ll cuddle, and share ice cream, and they’ll lau- …
And like that Jonghyun fell asleep dreaming the dream he wants to be reality.
Kibum came to consciousness slowy. The fog in his mind from sleep slowly releasing him.
He had half the mind to cry, half the mind to just make a ball of himself under the covers and never leave the bed.
It is this day again.
He could not like the other years stay locked in his room and not go out for all day long. Calling sick at school for just one day, and see no one. Last year has been tough. What with Jonghyun always asking him things about his birthday.
He had feigned to go see his almeoni for the day so he would not be with him, and he could be brooding all his content. But now he actually had a job he had to attend and the stylist to go to. He was becoming an adult now, with charges. No place to be a baby or act like one.
Have to wake up now. Gogogow~
He began to open his eyes.
But he closed them soon enough when he noticed for the first time that he was not alone in his room. Now that he focused he could smell … what was that ? Smells like some fruits, but he could also smell fried eggs.
“Hmm~”
He hmmed before he could stop himself.
“You awake Bummie ?”
“No.”
“Good. Wake up now. Sit up, I have something for you.”
Oh no, this could not be … Does he knows it’s today the day ? Oh Fuck my life. Sigh.
“Jjong, I actually have to go to work and I need to take a shower. Can’t we talk lat-”
“Nope. This can’t wait.” He said over-cheerfully. “Wake up~” He sing-sang a bit.
“Dun wanna.”
“You not waking up ?” Hmm, was that an ounce of threat he heard there ?
“Nope.”
“You sure ?” Oh yes, he could hear the smirk and the brow lifting Jonghyun was sure doing. “Don’t complain then.”
And before Kibum could finally open his eyes to glare at the dino boy disturbing him, his head was banged by a pillow almost instantly as he felt a weight on him.
“What the - YAH! Jjong stop it.”
He found himself removing the pillow beneath his head to give a bang of his own to the child that was currently sitting on his lap and slapping him with his own pillow. How dare him.
“YAH, stop that.” He said banging Jonghyun too. “Yah yah yah, we’re you going. How dare you run away !? Come here right this instant Kim Jonghyun.”
Before he knew it he was up from the bed and running after the older boy who had mehrong-ed him before taking off. As soon as he passed the entrance to their small living room he was blinded by what seems like the other’s hands. Seemed and felt, and smelled like his hands too. Kibum would know.
“Jjong, what are you doing ?” He said in what was supposed to be a threatening voice.
“Giving you your birthday gift ?”
“My wh-what ?” He managed to say. He was being guided by Jonghyun through their living room. If he felt well they were now near the couch in front of their tv.
“Sit down ?”
He did as he was told but instead of what he thought he was guided lower than the couch height. He was now seated cross-leged on what felt … plastic ?
Jonghyun sat just behind him with his legs around him. He removed his hands from his face before murmuring,
“Open your eyes.” He opened them. “Welcome to your birthday picnic Mr. Kim Kibum.” Jonghyun said in a Mc-like voice that was over-cheering once again.
Kibum could not suppress the smile that crept on his face when he saw what was displayed in front of him. Instead of their usual floor he was seated on a fake lawn carpet. They were little items on it, like butterflies, ladybugs, and a small boat. He also spotted four-leaves clovers. Instead of their small table was a nap with so much colored food on it.
There were his favorite smoothies. He giggled at his iPhone's icons cupcakes near them. There was also several Mickey shaped fried eggs with what seemed like hot-buttered toasts. His smile widened when he saw the Hello Kitty rolls, Omo I didn’t know something like this could be done. He’ll have to try make some later, definitely! There were also his favorite French pastries, choux à la crème. And also what seemed like rubix cubes fruits.
“You liking it ?”
He stayed silent for a minute before turning around and hugging Jonghyun tight. The older stiffened a bit before wrapping his arms around him too.
“I take that as a yes.”
He had to hold himself together not to let his tears slip. Some did but they were absorbed directly by Jonghyun’s shirt.
He had never done anything for his birthday. Until he was seven, even while leaving with his almeoni, his father would come and take him to the cemetery to his mother’s grave. There, drinking, he would tell him how hit was his fault that his mother was now under a stone and that he was the only one to blame for the fact that the world lost his most beautiful creature.
At his eighth birthday he manage to make his almeoni take him off so that his father wouldn’t find him. But he didn’t want to celebrate either. He would spend the day crying in his almeoni’s arms. After his eleventh he just locked himself all day long, not going to school all day long.
No one beside his almeoni had ever been there for him on that day. And even has never tried to please him on that day. She would just let him by his own. She too was grieving her daughter’s death on that day. He knew she loved him, but he would never replace the daughter she had lost. They loved each other, but just that day they avoided being in each other’s sight.
Jonghyun is the first to try to do something for him. He couldn’t blame anyone. He was the one to close himself from others whenever some friends would ask him when his birthday was. He would make them change the subject, and they would let it. It was not that important anyway. It would have been easy to find anyway, but no one never had bothered.
Jonghyun had.
He didn’t know why, but he was very glad he did. More than he could have imagined. And maybe, just maybe, it had something to do with the fact that is was Jonghyun who did.
“Thanks Jjong.” He whispered softly in the other’s neck.
“No problem Bummie.” Jonghyun whispered too, caressing his hair. He removed him from his neck and held him in front of him. Wiped under his eyes were trails of tears must have been and,
“Now, how about we eat all these ?”
Kibum had to look away from his smile to hide his blush, he hit him lightly on the arm.
“Yah, do you want us to have diabetes or what ? All this sugar, I can’t eat it.”
“Don’t be coy with me baby Bum, I know you eat all these alone in your room after you lecture me about eating healthy food and blablabla. I know you, you naughty brat.” Jonghyun told him, nudging his nose cutely between two fingers.
“Pfft.” He snorted. ‘I know you I know you’ , you are the brat in here, you filthy little thi-
“Stop cursing me in your head and come eating already.”
“Tch.” He really does knows me I must admit.
He was about to take one of the smoothies when,
“Omo. Jjong I’m sorry I can’t stay. Have to go working remember ? The boss will just kill me if I’m not there for the opening. Maybe we can eat this tonight. Damn I gotta go if I want to have time to at least take a shower befor-”
“Yah, sit down.” He was stopped by Jonghyun.
He was already up heading for the bathroom when Jonghyun took hold of one of his ankles.
“You are sick today, you can’t go working.”
“I’m not ... Oh. You. What did you do ? I’m going to be in trouble.”
“No you are not. Just sit down and enjoy the sugary okay !? I took care of everything. You don’t have to work, and Chad* said you can skip one day, it won’t kill you. Now just sit down and we’ll be lazying all day long. You can take a shower later while I do the dishes. ‘kay ?”
“Hm. You planned it all didn’t you !?”
“Yesh~”
“This kid.” He said, smiling and sitting down nonetheless.
They started eating why watching the TV. In the middle of it, he just had to ask.
“How did you find out ?”
“Find what ? You birthday ?” Kibum nodded. “Oh it was easy, I had to corrupt the school’s secretary but I did it. For you.” He said the latter in a drama queen way. This kid really. “I want through so much hardships to find out, I almost got eaten by a shark I’d tell you.”
“Hu-hn. And you never thought about just looking in my wallet for my ID, did you ?”
He burst out laughing when he saw the look on Jonghyun’s face when it downed on him that he could have find it more easily, before face palming so hard he had to rub the spot for him after. Really, how can someone his age be so childish some times !? He shook his head at him while laughing.
They end up spending the day on the lawn carpet. Be it watching TV, surfing on his computer or eating more pastries, and even moar pashtries~ . He didn’t knew where Jonghyun brought them from. He actually managed to make Jonghyun buy him some clothing online. He was just too adorable for him to refuse and he had no shame taking advantage of it, none.
It was 8pm and at one moment he fell asleep on the carpet. He was waking up and found himself on their plush couch. He stirred a bit before noticing, again, that Jonghyun was not far away from him. In fact he was sitting cross-leged in front of the couch, his head at eye level with him.
“Hmm, Jjong, whatcha doing ?” He opened his eyes to look at him.
Jonghyun looked odd. He couldn’t tell what it was but there was something there. The older cleared his throat before saying,
“Bummie, I have something to tell you.”
“Do I have to sit up ?”
“If you like.”
He did sit up, back against the couch and looking down at Jonghun. Just then he noticed the other had his hands behind his back. And his heart jumped a bit in his chest.
Oh my god. I only saw this in movies or in other people’s life. Can it be … a gift ? For me ? No hn-hn, don’t get your hopes high Kibum, breathe and don’t expect anything, this way your heart won’t be crushed.
Jonghyun was fidgeting on his bum on the floor, looking anywhere but Kibum’s face.
“Jjong ?”
“Ah, yes. So. Erm … I hmm … have something for you.”
“O…kay ..?” He waited another minute. “Will you give it to me or were you just going to tell me ?”
“Ah! Yes. Giving you, I have to. Okay. Here.” Jonghyun extended his two hands in front of him, head lowered between his arms. A wrapped rectangle sat on his palms.
“Can I take it ?”
“Of course.” He replied, his head still lowered.
Kibum took the rectangle and sat there, with it in his hands. After what seemed like an eternity, Jonghyun took a tentative glance at him. Looking at Kibum’s uncertain eyes, he gave him a nod. It was Kibum’s queue to tear the paper right !? He just did it anyway.
He gasped at how the jewellery box looked refined, so pretty and so fragile.
“Is this … Is this …” He gulped.
“Yes it’s for you. Open it.” Jonghyun told him, looking something even more nervous than Kibum did at the moment.
He discarded the wrapping paper without giving it any mind and opened delicately the box in front of him. He was at the edge and holding his breath as he was giving himself involuntary suspens.
He finally opened it just to find, he tilted his head to the right, a Key ?
He tilted his head to the other side, and blinked dumbly at Jonghyun, even with the smile still there. An expression he his sure looked like one Jonghyun would pull.
“Hrm. I know, you must be confused. But it doesn’t come alone.”
He waited for Jonghyun to go on but the other didn’t say a word.
“Okay … those this open something ? I love it, but it looks more like a jewellery than any other thing. But I love it hun.”
“Take it in your hands, look closer.”
He nodded slowly and took it. He ran his fingers on the Key, pressing a bit. Who knows ? Maybe there is some button or something. He flipped it to the other side and there, he saw it. There were words engraved there. It read,
TO MY HEART.
Okay, now he was completely not processing what was happening there. To my heart ?
“To my heart. It’s the Key to my heart.”
Kibum opened his eyes wide at him,
“You gave me the … What does this mean Jjong ?” He whispered the latter as if afraid someone would hear them.
“It means, that I give you my heart Kim Kibum.” Just then Jonghyun met his eyes, those he was avoiding all along until now. “It means that I love you, and I want you to be happy, and I’m giving you my heart. Because I know you’re the only one to whom I can open freely, and I hope you could open yours to me to. With no fear and only expecting my love. Because it’s the only thing I have, I want, to offer you.” He paused a bit. “I love you, and I give you my heart.”
Kibum was speechless. Did, did Jonghyun just confessed to me ?
“You love me … love me ?”
“Yes.”
“But this must have cost a lot Jonghyun.”
He saw Jonghyun chuckled before telling him,
“Is this the only thing that’s bothering you right now ?” He said before laughing out loud and letting his head fall on Kibum’s lap in front of him on the couch.
“Why, yes it bothers me. It’s not like so earn that much money and I don’t think your mother will be happy with you spending this much on only one thing.”
“But you think she’ll be okay with me buying you tons of clothing online ? You’re unbelievable Bummie.”
“Pff, it’s not the same!”
“Why is it not the same ?”
“Well …” He could feel the blush creep up his face. “You don’t have to buy me such and expensive gift for me to … love you ?”
“Whu - AOW!”
Jonghyun had snapped his head up too fast from Kibum’s lap. Kibum laid the box delicately on the spot near him on the couch before reaching Jonghyun’s neck. He started massaging it a bit,
“You ok ?” He shifted himself forward to have more room to massage the older’s neck.
That’s when Jonghyun decided to look back at him.
“Wh-what did you just say ?”
It was Jonghyun’s turn to whisper as if somebody would hear them. Even if he just did that to not break the aura that had enveloped them back then.
“I said,” Kibum whisper-replied too, “you did not have to, buy, such an expensive, gift.” He said slowly.
“And after that ?”
“What after what ?”
It was silly how they wishpered to each other’s face back then Kibum would think when he will think back at this moment.
“You said ‘ a gift for me to …’ ”
“To …”
Kibum looked in those brown orbs in front of him. He could see the love, or what seemed like it, deep inside there.
“… love …”
He said next, doing a heart shape feathery with the tip on his finger on the other’s nape. Kibum looked down at those inviting lips. The way they were parted slightly, and the shallow breath Jonghyun was having at that moment. The warm puffs of air warming his own lips. He moistened them.
“you.”
Jonghyun took a huge breath. By now Kibum was just caressing Jonghyun’s hair down his neck. Looking at him with what he hoped was a look that said : Freaking kiss me you dinohead puppy handsome guy. Kiss me. Kiss me kiss me kiss m-
The fluffiness that took hold of him at that moment was just … disarming.Jonghyun had eventually kissed him. More like he had closed the small space that still separated them, and had sucked his lower lip between his. So gently, so slowly, so possessively. And also with what seem like huge relief, before sighing contently.
Jonghyun was gently claiming him, and Kibum saw no objections to that.
Maybe now his birthday will hold a better place in his heart now.
He parted a bit from Jonghyun kissing his nose he told him,
“I wish I could spend all my birthdays here.”
“Where ?” They continued to whisper.
Kibum extended his arm and took back the Key next to him,
“In your heart.”
And just before claiming him again, Jonghyun whispered on his lips,
“You’re the one with the key. You, are the Key.”
||| Wouh~ . Finally I posted it. It took me all my afternoon yesterday but when I was done my internet didn't want to work. I was like damn! I tried until it was 23:36 , 23.48 , 23.57 then midnight. I'd tell you I was pissed. You can see all my frustation in tweets xD. But YAYH /o/ this sis it. Liked it ? Alejandra dear was this ok ? I hope you liked and that you are doing well and that you did not drank all the vodka in Poland xD.
Love Love~
*Chad is as you can see on his blog a blogger, model, photographer, stylist. A life I'm sure our precious Key would like if he could choose :P . And he used to live in Korea but he will be leaving for Canada for a month then two years in London. Gah~ , give me your life Chad-ssi ;__;
Jonghyun has been waiting for it for what seems like ages now. It was Kibum’s birthday in … less than an hour now.
Yes, he was not sleeping. He had to stay up to prepare his little surprise for him. It was really nothing, merely things to wrap around his gift. The gift, that was the important part of this day.
Obviously, Jonghyun couldn’t cook. It’s been what ? 2 years now that they were living together ? And still the only thing Jonghyun had been able to prepare for today was this Mickey egg. Talk about cooking much ?
Anyway, Kibum knew it, he would understand if it was not ‘real’ food Jonghyun would give.
Uh-oh, wait. Not live together live together hun. They were, are and will forever be - for Jonghyun’s part anyway - best friends. Not that he didn’t wanted them to be more, he wanted.
They had met when Kibum came to his highschool in their last year. He had been the new guy and Jonghyun had took on him to show him around. And then it just started from there.
They spent the most of their time together. First it was because Kibum needed help knowing around and everything. Then it soon became because they just couldn’t not be near each other.
Jonghyun’s parent had let him have a flat of his own leaving higschool. And that had been even more possible since his parents liked Kibum so much. The boy was leaving by his own since he left in family back in Daegu when coming to Seoul. Jonghyun’s parents thought he’d be a good idea if they found a flat for the two of them then.
Jonghyun could continue to ‘protect’ Key from the wild life Seoul could swallow you into, and his parents would be reassured of letting him go since they knew Kibum was as good as a house wife and would take care of their boy too. Plus they had taken to have Kibum as the second son they never had.
So after Highschool, Kibum moved from his rented room and Jonghyun moved from his house. They move in together. And until now everything went well.
Living with Key was easy. Just some small rules to follow and it was peace everywhere. Was you dishes when you finish eating, don’t let the commun places in a mess and never ever touch cooking things in the kitchen. But the last one, Jonghun thought it was just because he was a walking disaster in a kitchen.
It took time for Kibum to open up to Jonghyun about it family. It was the only sensible subject. But Jonghyun never gave up and he finaly got the bottom of the story. Kinda.
Kibum’s dad became an alcoholic after his mother died giving birth to him. His grand-mother raised him and since he had always felt like a burden to her, he had always been saving to move from her custody as soon as he could.
The younger never wanted to talk about his family. Jonghyun thinks it has to do with his father blaming his mother’s death on him. The result being that Kibum also blamed himself for that. The only reason why he never wanted to celebrate any of his birthday, Jonghyun discovered after.
After a year has passed and Kibum never told when was his birthday, Jonghyun became suspiscious. He asked. And he always got answers like,
“It’s too late to celebrate it.”
“It’s in more than 6 months, no need to think about it now.”
And other things like that. Kibum would never tell him. He would say something like that and change the subject. Or just looking at Jonghyun with a look that said drop-it-or-it-won’t-be-pretty. So Jonghyun didn’t push it.
But this year, he had to know.
So he went back to their highschool and told the director secretary some lame story, where Kibum was back in Daegu but he needed some of his highschool files and he was supposed to bring them to him since he couldn’t move and Jonghyun was supposed to go see him.
The secretary didn’t mind giving him those. There was also Kibum’s profile in there and he finally got to see his birthday date.
He had been right. These days Kibum had seemed a bit down, and he supposed it had something to do with all his family stuff. It was just that. They were 4 days away from his birthday.
He decided it will be his duty has his best friend and someone who cared deeply for him, to make him happy on a day like this. And if he could remove Kibum’s mind all those negatives thoughts he would be the happiest man on earth. Well, the only thing that could make him happier would be Kibum accepting his gift.
Ah, it’s midnight already. Better go sleeping a bit, my precious will be waking up in some hours now.
Kibum had a part time job in a coffee place and he usually had to get ther for the opening. He’d work there until mid day and then he’ go to the stylist. He was an apprentice for the man and it was how he was continuing his studies.
Fortunately Jonghyun had called both places yesterday to check Key sick, so that he’ll have the day off.
What Jonghyun loved about Kibum was his outgoing personality. You had to know him deeply to see that he had been ‘bullied’ by his father all his childhood, and that he thought he deserved it.
He was such a lively person. And Jonghyun would give very much to have a tour of the boy’s brain some day. He has such an artistic side to him, the older always wondered where did he found ideas like these.
A little example would be the painting he did near his bedroom door. Jonghyun was one to always forget his keys or his phone every time he had to go out. Resulting to him running back home to pick the things up and thus he was late to wherever he had to go.
One day he woke up and before leaving his bedroom he noticed something near his door. It was a painting of an iPod like he had, a phone and things he usually forgot before going out. He was already a little late so he just checked his things and noticed he had, in fact, forgot his phone and keys.
Since then he never forgot his things no more. The only time he almost did, the painting always reminded him.
Kibum had always been so good to him. Always took care of him. And maybe it was that and the fact that he just loved everything about the boy that convinced him that he was deeply, very deeply, in love with him.
He had talked about it with his mother. Being a mother, she told him she had already noticed that and he should go for it. Never mind Kibum being a boy, never mind that he used to date girls before, never mind they lived in Korea and maybe things could get complicated for the two of them if they were a couple. And maybe it was the fact that his mother was raised in America that made her so comprehensive. But he was not one to complain.
Anyway. This was it. Sleeping a bit and then he would have to confess to Kibum. That was the plan. And there was two issues to this.
One, Kibum would reject him. He would be disgusted by the fact that his best friend was in love with him and want to kiss every single part of his body, not that Jonghyun would tell him that bit. He would get really mad and pack his things and leave. This date would have another really sad memory to it and Kibum would just think the date was cursed or something. Jonghyun would never forgive himself and would run crying in his mother’s arms.
What ? They are really warm and good to cry onto.
Two, Kibum would accept him … and then he’ll be happy to be accepted by him. And he would ask him if he loved him too. He would cry. Yes, he always cries anyway. And then maybe he’ll have the permission to kiss him. And then they’ll cuddle, and share ice cream, and they’ll lau- …
And like that Jonghyun fell asleep dreaming the dream he wants to be reality.
Kibum came to consciousness slowy. The fog in his mind from sleep slowly releasing him.
He had half the mind to cry, half the mind to just make a ball of himself under the covers and never leave the bed.
It is this day again.
He could not like the other years stay locked in his room and not go out for all day long. Calling sick at school for just one day, and see no one. Last year has been tough. What with Jonghyun always asking him things about his birthday.
He had feigned to go see his almeoni for the day so he would not be with him, and he could be brooding all his content. But now he actually had a job he had to attend and the stylist to go to. He was becoming an adult now, with charges. No place to be a baby or act like one.
Have to wake up now. Gogogow~
He began to open his eyes.
But he closed them soon enough when he noticed for the first time that he was not alone in his room. Now that he focused he could smell … what was that ? Smells like some fruits, but he could also smell fried eggs.
“Hmm~”
He hmmed before he could stop himself.
“You awake Bummie ?”
“No.”
“Good. Wake up now. Sit up, I have something for you.”
Oh no, this could not be … Does he knows it’s today the day ? Oh Fuck my life. Sigh.
“Jjong, I actually have to go to work and I need to take a shower. Can’t we talk lat-”
“Nope. This can’t wait.” He said over-cheerfully. “Wake up~” He sing-sang a bit.
“Dun wanna.”
“You not waking up ?” Hmm, was that an ounce of threat he heard there ?
“Nope.”
“You sure ?” Oh yes, he could hear the smirk and the brow lifting Jonghyun was sure doing. “Don’t complain then.”
And before Kibum could finally open his eyes to glare at the dino boy disturbing him, his head was banged by a pillow almost instantly as he felt a weight on him.
“What the - YAH! Jjong stop it.”
He found himself removing the pillow beneath his head to give a bang of his own to the child that was currently sitting on his lap and slapping him with his own pillow. How dare him.
“YAH, stop that.” He said banging Jonghyun too. “Yah yah yah, we’re you going. How dare you run away !? Come here right this instant Kim Jonghyun.”
Before he knew it he was up from the bed and running after the older boy who had mehrong-ed him before taking off. As soon as he passed the entrance to their small living room he was blinded by what seems like the other’s hands. Seemed and felt, and smelled like his hands too. Kibum would know.
“Jjong, what are you doing ?” He said in what was supposed to be a threatening voice.
“Giving you your birthday gift ?”
“My wh-what ?” He managed to say. He was being guided by Jonghyun through their living room. If he felt well they were now near the couch in front of their tv.
“Sit down ?”
He did as he was told but instead of what he thought he was guided lower than the couch height. He was now seated cross-leged on what felt … plastic ?
Jonghyun sat just behind him with his legs around him. He removed his hands from his face before murmuring,
“Open your eyes.” He opened them. “Welcome to your birthday picnic Mr. Kim Kibum.” Jonghyun said in a Mc-like voice that was over-cheering once again.
Kibum could not suppress the smile that crept on his face when he saw what was displayed in front of him. Instead of their usual floor he was seated on a fake lawn carpet. They were little items on it, like butterflies, ladybugs, and a small boat. He also spotted four-leaves clovers. Instead of their small table was a nap with so much colored food on it.
There were his favorite smoothies. He giggled at his iPhone's icons cupcakes near them. There was also several Mickey shaped fried eggs with what seemed like hot-buttered toasts. His smile widened when he saw the Hello Kitty rolls, Omo I didn’t know something like this could be done. He’ll have to try make some later, definitely! There were also his favorite French pastries, choux à la crème. And also what seemed like rubix cubes fruits.
“You liking it ?”
He stayed silent for a minute before turning around and hugging Jonghyun tight. The older stiffened a bit before wrapping his arms around him too.
“I take that as a yes.”
He had to hold himself together not to let his tears slip. Some did but they were absorbed directly by Jonghyun’s shirt.
He had never done anything for his birthday. Until he was seven, even while leaving with his almeoni, his father would come and take him to the cemetery to his mother’s grave. There, drinking, he would tell him how hit was his fault that his mother was now under a stone and that he was the only one to blame for the fact that the world lost his most beautiful creature.
At his eighth birthday he manage to make his almeoni take him off so that his father wouldn’t find him. But he didn’t want to celebrate either. He would spend the day crying in his almeoni’s arms. After his eleventh he just locked himself all day long, not going to school all day long.
No one beside his almeoni had ever been there for him on that day. And even has never tried to please him on that day. She would just let him by his own. She too was grieving her daughter’s death on that day. He knew she loved him, but he would never replace the daughter she had lost. They loved each other, but just that day they avoided being in each other’s sight.
Jonghyun is the first to try to do something for him. He couldn’t blame anyone. He was the one to close himself from others whenever some friends would ask him when his birthday was. He would make them change the subject, and they would let it. It was not that important anyway. It would have been easy to find anyway, but no one never had bothered.
Jonghyun had.
He didn’t know why, but he was very glad he did. More than he could have imagined. And maybe, just maybe, it had something to do with the fact that is was Jonghyun who did.
“Thanks Jjong.” He whispered softly in the other’s neck.
“No problem Bummie.” Jonghyun whispered too, caressing his hair. He removed him from his neck and held him in front of him. Wiped under his eyes were trails of tears must have been and,
“Now, how about we eat all these ?”
Kibum had to look away from his smile to hide his blush, he hit him lightly on the arm.
“Yah, do you want us to have diabetes or what ? All this sugar, I can’t eat it.”
“Don’t be coy with me baby Bum, I know you eat all these alone in your room after you lecture me about eating healthy food and blablabla. I know you, you naughty brat.” Jonghyun told him, nudging his nose cutely between two fingers.
“Pfft.” He snorted. ‘I know you I know you’ , you are the brat in here, you filthy little thi-
“Stop cursing me in your head and come eating already.”
“Tch.” He really does knows me I must admit.
He was about to take one of the smoothies when,
“Omo. Jjong I’m sorry I can’t stay. Have to go working remember ? The boss will just kill me if I’m not there for the opening. Maybe we can eat this tonight. Damn I gotta go if I want to have time to at least take a shower befor-”
“Yah, sit down.” He was stopped by Jonghyun.
He was already up heading for the bathroom when Jonghyun took hold of one of his ankles.
“You are sick today, you can’t go working.”
“I’m not ... Oh. You. What did you do ? I’m going to be in trouble.”
“No you are not. Just sit down and enjoy the sugary okay !? I took care of everything. You don’t have to work, and Chad* said you can skip one day, it won’t kill you. Now just sit down and we’ll be lazying all day long. You can take a shower later while I do the dishes. ‘kay ?”
“Hm. You planned it all didn’t you !?”
“Yesh~”
“This kid.” He said, smiling and sitting down nonetheless.
They started eating why watching the TV. In the middle of it, he just had to ask.
“How did you find out ?”
“Find what ? You birthday ?” Kibum nodded. “Oh it was easy, I had to corrupt the school’s secretary but I did it. For you.” He said the latter in a drama queen way. This kid really. “I want through so much hardships to find out, I almost got eaten by a shark I’d tell you.”
“Hu-hn. And you never thought about just looking in my wallet for my ID, did you ?”
He burst out laughing when he saw the look on Jonghyun’s face when it downed on him that he could have find it more easily, before face palming so hard he had to rub the spot for him after. Really, how can someone his age be so childish some times !? He shook his head at him while laughing.
They end up spending the day on the lawn carpet. Be it watching TV, surfing on his computer or eating more pastries, and even moar pashtries~ . He didn’t knew where Jonghyun brought them from. He actually managed to make Jonghyun buy him some clothing online. He was just too adorable for him to refuse and he had no shame taking advantage of it, none.
It was 8pm and at one moment he fell asleep on the carpet. He was waking up and found himself on their plush couch. He stirred a bit before noticing, again, that Jonghyun was not far away from him. In fact he was sitting cross-leged in front of the couch, his head at eye level with him.
“Hmm, Jjong, whatcha doing ?” He opened his eyes to look at him.
Jonghyun looked odd. He couldn’t tell what it was but there was something there. The older cleared his throat before saying,
“Bummie, I have something to tell you.”
“Do I have to sit up ?”
“If you like.”
He did sit up, back against the couch and looking down at Jonghun. Just then he noticed the other had his hands behind his back. And his heart jumped a bit in his chest.
Oh my god. I only saw this in movies or in other people’s life. Can it be … a gift ? For me ? No hn-hn, don’t get your hopes high Kibum, breathe and don’t expect anything, this way your heart won’t be crushed.
Jonghyun was fidgeting on his bum on the floor, looking anywhere but Kibum’s face.
“Jjong ?”
“Ah, yes. So. Erm … I hmm … have something for you.”
“O…kay ..?” He waited another minute. “Will you give it to me or were you just going to tell me ?”
“Ah! Yes. Giving you, I have to. Okay. Here.” Jonghyun extended his two hands in front of him, head lowered between his arms. A wrapped rectangle sat on his palms.
“Can I take it ?”
“Of course.” He replied, his head still lowered.
Kibum took the rectangle and sat there, with it in his hands. After what seemed like an eternity, Jonghyun took a tentative glance at him. Looking at Kibum’s uncertain eyes, he gave him a nod. It was Kibum’s queue to tear the paper right !? He just did it anyway.
He gasped at how the jewellery box looked refined, so pretty and so fragile.
“Is this … Is this …” He gulped.
“Yes it’s for you. Open it.” Jonghyun told him, looking something even more nervous than Kibum did at the moment.
He discarded the wrapping paper without giving it any mind and opened delicately the box in front of him. He was at the edge and holding his breath as he was giving himself involuntary suspens.
He finally opened it just to find, he tilted his head to the right, a Key ?
He tilted his head to the other side, and blinked dumbly at Jonghyun, even with the smile still there. An expression he his sure looked like one Jonghyun would pull.
“Hrm. I know, you must be confused. But it doesn’t come alone.”
He waited for Jonghyun to go on but the other didn’t say a word.
“Okay … those this open something ? I love it, but it looks more like a jewellery than any other thing. But I love it hun.”
“Take it in your hands, look closer.”
He nodded slowly and took it. He ran his fingers on the Key, pressing a bit. Who knows ? Maybe there is some button or something. He flipped it to the other side and there, he saw it. There were words engraved there. It read,
TO MY HEART.
Okay, now he was completely not processing what was happening there. To my heart ?
“To my heart. It’s the Key to my heart.”
Kibum opened his eyes wide at him,
“You gave me the … What does this mean Jjong ?” He whispered the latter as if afraid someone would hear them.
“It means, that I give you my heart Kim Kibum.” Just then Jonghyun met his eyes, those he was avoiding all along until now. “It means that I love you, and I want you to be happy, and I’m giving you my heart. Because I know you’re the only one to whom I can open freely, and I hope you could open yours to me to. With no fear and only expecting my love. Because it’s the only thing I have, I want, to offer you.” He paused a bit. “I love you, and I give you my heart.”
Kibum was speechless. Did, did Jonghyun just confessed to me ?
“You love me … love me ?”
“Yes.”
“But this must have cost a lot Jonghyun.”
He saw Jonghyun chuckled before telling him,
“Is this the only thing that’s bothering you right now ?” He said before laughing out loud and letting his head fall on Kibum’s lap in front of him on the couch.
“Why, yes it bothers me. It’s not like so earn that much money and I don’t think your mother will be happy with you spending this much on only one thing.”
“But you think she’ll be okay with me buying you tons of clothing online ? You’re unbelievable Bummie.”
“Pff, it’s not the same!”
“Why is it not the same ?”
“Well …” He could feel the blush creep up his face. “You don’t have to buy me such and expensive gift for me to … love you ?”
“Whu - AOW!”
Jonghyun had snapped his head up too fast from Kibum’s lap. Kibum laid the box delicately on the spot near him on the couch before reaching Jonghyun’s neck. He started massaging it a bit,
“You ok ?” He shifted himself forward to have more room to massage the older’s neck.
That’s when Jonghyun decided to look back at him.
“Wh-what did you just say ?”
It was Jonghyun’s turn to whisper as if somebody would hear them. Even if he just did that to not break the aura that had enveloped them back then.
“I said,” Kibum whisper-replied too, “you did not have to, buy, such an expensive, gift.” He said slowly.
“And after that ?”
“What after what ?”
It was silly how they wishpered to each other’s face back then Kibum would think when he will think back at this moment.
“You said ‘ a gift for me to …’ ”
“To …”
Kibum looked in those brown orbs in front of him. He could see the love, or what seemed like it, deep inside there.
“… love …”
He said next, doing a heart shape feathery with the tip on his finger on the other’s nape. Kibum looked down at those inviting lips. The way they were parted slightly, and the shallow breath Jonghyun was having at that moment. The warm puffs of air warming his own lips. He moistened them.
“you.”
Jonghyun took a huge breath. By now Kibum was just caressing Jonghyun’s hair down his neck. Looking at him with what he hoped was a look that said : Freaking kiss me you dinohead puppy handsome guy. Kiss me. Kiss me kiss me kiss m-
The fluffiness that took hold of him at that moment was just … disarming.Jonghyun had eventually kissed him. More like he had closed the small space that still separated them, and had sucked his lower lip between his. So gently, so slowly, so possessively. And also with what seem like huge relief, before sighing contently.
Jonghyun was gently claiming him, and Kibum saw no objections to that.
Maybe now his birthday will hold a better place in his heart now.
He parted a bit from Jonghyun kissing his nose he told him,
“I wish I could spend all my birthdays here.”
“Where ?” They continued to whisper.
Kibum extended his arm and took back the Key next to him,
“In your heart.”
And just before claiming him again, Jonghyun whispered on his lips,
“You’re the one with the key. You, are the Key.”
||| Wouh~ . Finally I posted it. It took me all my afternoon yesterday but when I was done my internet didn't want to work. I was like damn! I tried until it was 23:36 , 23.48 , 23.57 then midnight. I'd tell you I was pissed. You can see all my frustation in tweets xD. But YAYH /o/ this sis it. Liked it ? Alejandra dear was this ok ? I hope you liked and that you are doing well and that you did not drank all the vodka in Poland xD.
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*Chad is as you can see on his blog a blogger, model, photographer, stylist. A life I'm sure our precious Key would like if he could choose :P . And he used to live in Korea but he will be leaving for Canada for a month then two years in London. Gah~ , give me your life Chad-ssi ;__;