I like you best
This is mainly just a drabble and my attempt at something more than a one-shot smut story!
Pairing: Onho
Minor pairings: Jongtae
Rating: PG-NC17 (later on hopefully...)
... yeah that's all I have to say
Tall, slightly awkward, goofy, lovable, some might say squishy, all these things describe Lee Jinki. He had a good reputation as a student to his teachers, never causing any fights or talking back to higher figures. He was in the top ranks in the university, and smart was barely accurate to describe how intelligent he was. With intellect, seemingly good looks and his awkwardly charming ways why was it that no one liked him.
Jinki seldom ever talked about himself whenever he was with his small/ close-knit group of friends. His friends knew about his family and background unlike most of his peers. The most anyone knew about the auburn haired boy's family was that he was poor… or so they assumed. Truth was his family was quite wealthy but Jinki hid this aspect of his life well from others. He wasn't ashamed of his family or what he had… he was afraid that people would treat him differently and use him like most of the people in his life had before. He didn't really get much attention due to his looks. Comfortable best describes Jinki's wardrobe. In school he had to wear a uniform but in his free time he looked like he was going through a rebellious teenage stage at the age of 20. He often wore jeans with tears and faded t-shirts with old band names on them. They weren't vintage they were just extremely overused that there were holes in the sleeves and near bottom of his shirt. The only people who truly knew him were Taemin, Minho, Kibum and Jonghyun and this was after 5 years of knowing them that he had told them. It took him a year to even invite them to his house. Their reactions were as Jinki expected,
*FLASHBACK*
They stared at his house, mouths a-gape, staring in amazement at the large mansion then back at him. They grasped onto the black iron fence that marked the beginning of his home peering through the spaces in the irons wrought gate.
"YOU'RE RICH?!?!?!" they all exclaimed as Jinki punched in the code to open the gate.
"I'm not rich, my parents are…" He said as he swung his backpack over his shoulder, looking down and moving the hair that had fallen to his face aside. He pulled his faded yellow shirt that had risen up, back down just enough so it was over where his black skinny jeans started. He rubbed the palm of his hands together and inhaled deeply in attempt to calm his nerves.
"That's what all rich kids say." Key whispered to Taemin as he took in more of the small details of the front yard. Jinki avoided more questions and lead them into the house straight to his room, quickly before they would get more distracted by the tacky and godly fixtures his parents had decorated their house with.
His room was messy and quite plain. The walls were adorned with books and random posters that he'd been meaning to take down. The main attraction of his room was his game systems and large collection of movies that filled the bookcase next to his closet.
The guys just scattered around and started rummaging through his movies and games. Jinki set his backpack onto the floor and plopped himself down onto his bed with an oomph. The guys looked at him
"How come you never told us?"
"I didn't know how you guys would react especially because of the rumors going around at school." He said as he sat up on the bed.
"Well… we can't say we're not surprised. We even came up with our own theories as to why you never wanted to invite us over."
Jonghyun looked away from the game and to Jinki, "Oh yeah! We thought you had problems with your family or that you lived in a box on the corner or something." He laughed loudly and turned around to face him. The others laughed and Taemin chimed in, "Yeah we never expected that you lived somewhere like this though. We're glad that you finally invited us over though." He smiled at Jinki as he took up a seat next to him on the bed. Jinki looked at Taemin and then his other friends who had gotten comfortable in his room and covered his mouth with the back of his hand and started laughing in relief that his friends didn't think differently of him.
The auburn hair boy sighed in relief.
"YAH!!, Let's play already! I'm ready to beat your ass’s in this game" Jonghyun said already picking his fighters in Marvel vs. Capcom. They all laughed and Key hit him with a pillow and grabbed the control, "I play first!"
*END FLASHBACK*
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-Onews POV-
This teacher can't go on forever about this right?? He looked up at the clock from his black-rimmed glasses. 2:34 PM. read in red LED lights. Thank God!
The bell rings signaling the end of class, and the screeching of chairs and chatter begins. Jinki piles up his belongings on his desk and pauses to cover his mouth with the back of his hand as a yawn escapes him. I can't wait to get home.
The previous night the guys had come over to play Mortal Kombat and didn't leave until late. Taemin, Key, and Jonghyun left around nine leaving him alone with Minho. Minho got so into the game that after twenty more rounds and an angry phone call from his mom he finally decided to call it a night. If it weren't for the call from his mother he would have stayed and played Jinki another million rounds until he figured out how to do a fatality.
Jinki piled his books into his back canvas backpack and made his way to the crowded hallway. He slung his book bag over his shoulder and maneuvered through the bustling and overcrowded hallway. Droning out most of the sound successfully all the way to his locker, he opened his locker up and started loosening his blue and red striped tie. He felt someone come up next to him and lean beside the next locker over, he closed his locker door a bit to peek and see who it was. He wasn't surprised to find a dino-faced boy looking dazedly towards him.
"Hey Jonghyun, what's up?" He asked opening his locker back up to stuff his unneeded books and tie into it.
"You remember how I told you I have a thing for Shin Sekyung?"
"Deh..." Jinki replied as he was putting on his raggedy sweater over his uniform.
"Well there's this girl in my class that looks like her." Jonghyun stuck his thumbs underneath the straps of his book bag.
"Ask her out then," Onew closed his locker door and looked at Jonghyun.
"I already did! I asked her if she was free today and she said yes, " the next thing that came out of Jonghyun’s mouth could only be what keyboarding smashing sounds like, "but yeah that means I can't hang out with you guys tonight!" He leaned back onto the lockers looking up as if he was already daydreaming about how his date will go.
"Have you told the other guys?" Jinki arched his brow at him.
"Well... can you tell them for me? I promise I'll make it up to you guys next time we all hang out, arrasso?!" He was already walking away from Jinki towards a small, slender, black haired girl who was waving at them. Jinki laughed as Jonghyun walked backwards, facing Jinki, making what could only be construed as a gesture of "thank you God". Jinki chuckled and shook his head at his dongsaeng. He pulled out his mp3 player from his pocket and put in his headphones and started making his way home.
20 minutes later...
He got to his house to find Taemin waiting by his gate already. A red wavy haired boy waved at him, "Hyung!" Jinki was glad to see a smiling face greeting him as soon as he got home.
"Hey Taemin, did you just get here?"
"Deh, You ready for some more gaming tonight? OH! We should just watch a scary movie! We always play games lets do something different!"
"That doesn't sound too bad, that way everyone can go home at the same time... Minho stayed until eleven last night." Jinki punched in the code to open the gate and showed Taemin inside to his room where they would wait for the others.
"Is Jonghyun staying late at school? I though he always walked home with you when we're supposed to hang out…"
"Oh yeah, he can't come. He has a date tonight with his Sekyung look alike."
"Oh? So she's pretty?"
"I guess," He replied as he made his way to his closet to change out of his uniform, "She's curvier that most girls and she's cute, I guess that's his type." He changed into his favorite yellow faded shirt. Taemin gave him an odd look as he observed his hyung closely, "Hyung, how come you dress like that all the time?"
Slightly baffled Jinki looked at the red haired boy and tilted his head slightly, "Like what?"
"You know, like a bum..." Taemin looked at Jinki and tried to ease up the awkwardness, "I mean you're not bad looking so why do you go out of your way to dull yourself?"
The auburn haired boy never thought that he was dulling himself down, if anything he always just found looking for clothes was a pain. He just wore what he had until there were holes in the fabric... he was comfortable... but not dull... was he?
He looked down at his clothes and observed himself in the mirror as Taemin walked up behind him looking at him through the mirror.
“What do you mean by dull…” everything Taemin was saying was hitting Jinki like one brick after the other. He was always insecure about his looks and tried his best to not stand out. Taemin had caught on, “You wear these raggedy clothes to hide yourself. What do you say Key and I give you a makeover?” Before he could reply yes or no the red haired boy was calling Key. Jinki looked at Taemin through the mirror, catching a smirk appearing on his cute dongsaeng’s face. He felt goosebumps creep over all of his skin.
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The next couple of hours were spent in shopping malls and small stalls that could make anyone dread being shoved into them with arms full of clothes to try on. Key and Taemin had kept guard by the door incase Jinki tried to escape. He got caught twice trying to escape from underneath the stalls.
So here he is again, in another store with shirts and pants being help up to him, each one being analyzed by his friends, the ones that passed where hung in the stall for him to try on and get the final critique.
I just want to go home already.
Jinki rubbed his tired eyes and let out a yawn, his eyes felt heavy. He had never fallen asleep in public places but at that moment it didn’t seem like a bad idea. The auburn haired boy got snapped out of his thoughts as the two boys ushered him into the stall to try on the clothes. Jinki pressed against the stall door, “Can’t we just go to the food court and get some food! I’m starving, I hear there’s a place that sells chicken…” His voice sing-song-y at the end as if that would convince his friends and let him out of trying on clothes.
“This is the last store, come on. Try on those clothes and we’ll buy you food.”
Jinki groaned and ran his fingers up through his hair in frustration. He looked at the ground and saw his chance; he laid on the ground and tried to shimmy his way out from underneath the small gap separating the stall from floor. Key heard a scuffle and opened the stall door, “JINKI, NOT AGAIN!” Jinki was half way out and only his butt and legs were left to get through the gap, he was grabbed by the foot and pulled back in by Key. Taemin laughed and shook his head. “I think we have enough clothes for Jinki’s new wardrobe. Let’s go get some food already.” A smile appeared on Jinki’s face as he scuffled along on his knees to where Taemin was. Jinki hugged his dongsaeng’s legs, “OH MY GOD, THANK YOUU!!!!”
HOURS LATER… back at Jinki’s house.
Minho had caught up with the three boys after soccer practice. He had arrived to key and Taemin trying to get Jinki out of his bathroom. “What’s going on?” They already knew who it was due to Minho’s deep voice.
“We’re just trying to get this boy out of the bathroom so he can show us how he looks in the clothes we bought him.”
“YAH! COME OUT ALREADY!” key yelled as he banged on the bathroom door. The wooden door shook from the banging.
The door creaked open slowly and the auburn hair peeked out. “I don’t think this looks right… are these supposed to be so tight?” He scratched his arm and pulled down his shirt to cover himself up. Jinki came out wearing a pair of light grey skinny jeans that clung to so tightly onto his thighs and calves. A white t-shirt with black graphics and black sleeveless jean jacket that hung loosely off him. He looked up at them and patted his hair down.
The last part of Key and Taemin’s plan was to cut his hair. He was told it was only going to be a trim and ended up with most of his hair gone. “Just the back part” they said, “we only going to trim the front” they said. He felt so weird without his long hair. He patted the back of his hair down and looked up shyly at his friends. Minho’s eyes widened in surprise, “Jinki?”
“I told them not to cut it too much, they don’t listen.” He stepped out of the bathroom and Minho looked him up and down walking around and getting a better look at everything. “It looks good,” He was cut off by Key, “Pshh of course, we picked everything out!” He high fived Taemin and looked at their “masterpiece.” “Now that you have a new look you’ll be turning heads.” He gave him a wink as he fixed Jinki’s hair. “You look amazing.” He smiled and rubbed Jinki’s arm comfortingly as Taemin walked up beside him. “See, I told you.” The maknae smiled at his hyung.
Key and Taemin left soon after, they were spent after all of that shopping. That left him with Minho alone for a while. They watched a movie and all of Jinki’s efforts completely went into paying attention to the film and trying to stay awake that he was completely oblivious to anything else. His efforts to stay awake failed and he dozed of for a bit.
In that short while he dozed off he felt warmth... He clearly remembers warmth enveloping him and he tried to seek more warmth, but as quickly as it came it disappeared. In his dozing state he had started to fall over on the couch as he was nodding of. He cracked one eye open and sat himself up on the couch. He squinted at the TV to see ending credits. Minho shifted on the couch and Jinki glanced over at him, “Sorry I fell asleep.” He yawned out rubbing his eyes. He smiled and looked over at Minho to see him tracing over his bottom lip with his index finger. He hummed in response to Jinki, his voice snapping out him out of his trance like state, and he got up off the couch. He grabbed his things and ran a hand nervously through his brown locks, “Sorry hyung I have to get going, you know how my mom gets.” Before Jinki could even reply, Minho was already half way out the door saying goodnight.
Well that was strange…
Few Days Later…
The dream seemed to return to Jinki the following days after. The softness of what seemed like lips on his, the warmth that enveloped him. The dreams got weirder, they started becoming more vivid than he would have liked. His mind started taking things up a notch as far as the senses were concerned. He felt every hair on his body stand on end as what felt like thumb grazed over his bottom lip.
Maybe I’m just being visited by an incubus at night…They rape people in their dreams right? … But I’m not being raped I’m just being grazed.. what the hell! All of this is confusing and waking up like THAT is not exactly something I want every morning. I can’t will it down every morning by reciting that stupid old song everytime!
AISHHHH!
The next day most of the gang came over except for Minho, his after school practices kept him most of the time so it wasn’t really a surprise to Jinki. Jinki’s parent’s were out for the night so the boys up and decided to drink. They normally don’t do stuff like that but why not, they’re young, they’re legally able to so why not?? Well… everyone except for Taemin but it they’re at Jinki’s so they would be ok.
The night started out with drinking games, then the cards came out and things got sloppier by the second. By two A.M. the boys were pretty drunk and they decided to play truth or dare since they were all pretty drunk it seemed like a good idea.
Jinki was first, since it was his house he got the first turn… also cause he was pretty drunk.
“Truth or dare…” He looked at his friends for a lingering moment trying to pick as if one of them had the juicier secret… “Jonghyun” he picked as he took a sip of the shot of soju someone had refilled for him.
The dino looked more like a tired puppy now, his eyes barely staying open, his smile still ever so prominent . Jonghyun took his shot of soju and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and with a loud “ahh” at the end as he felt the alcohol burn his throat as it went down.
“Dare.” He smiled stupidly at Jinki as he slammed down his empty glass on the table.
An “ohhh” came from the three around him and Jinki in his tipsy state merely pondered about what would be the biggest dare for his friend.
“Kiss one of the boys.” He smiled as he held his shot of soju to his lips.
If you knew Jonghyun you’d know that he felt uncomfortable with any topic concerning homosexuals. He avoided it, he evaded it. He’d change the topic before anyone else onto girls or anything else that wasn’t gay.
So when he said, “Ok” and kissed Taemin; Key and Jinki were shocked and giggling drunkingly at the two.
Taemin only felt a hand on the back of his head and plush lips against his own, his virgin lips taken by one of his best friends. His cheeks felt hot and not because of the alcohol anymore. He clenched his mouth shut as he felt something trying to surpass them and pushed the other away.
“FOR FUCKS SAKE” he wiped the slobber from his lips as he pushed a drunk Jonghyun away from him.
The dino only shrugged and took keys shot and chugged it down as if it were a prize for going through with the dare.
This was not the way Taemin wanted to remember his first kiss. He wanted it to be special… He wanted it a little bit, but not from his crush being drunk and stupid… and certainly not from a stupid dare. He punched and kicked the dino over, still wiping his lips as if he erased it from his lips, it would be erased from his mind as well. “Ugh,” He gave the dino one last kick sending him flopping over onto the ground.
Jonghyun recollected himself. Pointing at Jinki as he stared long and hard at the multiple Jinkis before him. “I dare you~” he giggled drunkingly, “to kiss…”
And at that moment Minho walked in.
“What are you guys up to?” He said and as he got closer He got the whiff of alcohol and saw the empty bottles of soju on the table.. “oh…”
“YOU’RE RIGHT ON TIME!” Jonghyun got up and wrapped his arm around minho’s shoulders as much as he could… “JINKI, I DARE YOU TO KISS THIS GUY! GO!” he said as he took a swig straight from the bottle of soju. Minho only looked around as to say what the fuck did I just get myself into and looked over at Jinki.
“You know you never asked me if I wanted truth or dare! WE’RE PLAYING TRUTH OR DARE JONGHYUN NOT JUST DARE” Jinki only pointed at the dumb drunk dino who was now all chummy with a more that uncomfortable Tae. “WHATEVER,” his head turned in Jinki’s direction , “IT’S A DARE DO IT ALREADY”
“AISH!” He got up from his spot and forcefully grabbed Minho’s wrist tugging him down and smashing his lips drunkingly against his.
His other hand on the back of Minho’s neck only smashing their lips against each others more and Minho was just stood there in shock. As the kiss softened and Jinki grabbed onto Minho’s hair as he pulled away and rested his forehead against his. That kiss felt familiar. “I’ve felt this warmth before.” He thought as his eyes trailed up from minho’s lips to his eyes. He let go of minho and looked back at Jonghyun, stepping away ffrom his friend, “There are you happy now?”
“… I said kiss not make out god!” He said as he wrapped his arms around taemin who was pushing away Jjong’s face.
“Get off me already you damn Dino faced drunk!”