➤ 002
come on, skinny love
shinee, jinki/kibum; pg; 461 words
for pause, based on this. one day i will finish library au for you ;__;
title
jinki is worried about kibum.
when they first met, kibum had been quiet, but definitely not shy. he and jonghyun were best friends practically from the moment they were introduced, and it didn't take him long to start teasing minho. even taemin was immediately taken under his wing. jinki, though…kibum was a little more reserved around him. jinki always felt like kibum was weighing him in his mind and finding him wanting. when jinki was made leader, they all knew it was only because he was the oldest, and jinki wonders sometimes if kibum wouldn't have been a better choice.
he's questioning that thought now, when he goes outside during a break in practice to throw some trash in the dumpster and finds kibum leaning against the wall and smoking. he doesn't say anything when jinki gapes at him, only raises an eyebrow like he's waiting for something.
"kibum," jinki manages after a moment. "what are you doing?"
kibum looks at him like he's stupid. "smoking. obviously."
"what if manager hyung finds out?" jinki hisses. "he'll kill you, you know he will."
kibum snorts and takes another drag. "whatever."
"kibum." jinki barely restrains the urge to stamp his foot. "put it out." his voice is petulant, like he's a child threatening to tell the teacher instead of a grown man trying to save kibum from himself.
kibum looks him up and down and lets smoke leak out of his nostrils. "make me."
jinki bites his lip.
kibum sighs and shakes his head. "didn't think so." he puts it to his mouth again, but jinki is surprised when he drops it on the ground afterward and grinds it out with his heel. kibum looks at him expectantly, then rolls his eyes when jinki stares back. "the trash, hyung?"
"oh! right." jinki hurries to the dumpster and throws the bag in, his face burning. being around kibum always makes him feel like an idiot, like he isn't good enough, and in his weaker moments jinki thinks that maybe kibum is right. he turns back around to find kibum still waiting for him, arms crossed over his chest and foot all but tapping in impatience. jinki fights the urge to keep his head down as he tries to casually rush past kibum, but it doesn't matter because kibum abruptly grabs his arm.
"hyung," he says, his hand clumsily squeezing jinki's own. "i know i don't really…well, i mean, i just-you're doing a good job," he blurts out, then looks mildly horrified at himself.
jinki blinks at him. after a moment, he smiles and twines their fingers together. "thanks." kibum looks relieved, and when they go inside, kibum bickers with jonghyun and scolds minho and fusses over taemin and-most importantly-smiles at jinki.
concrit → pm or dadilada@gmail
shinee, jinki/kibum; pg; 461 words
for pause, based on this. one day i will finish library au for you ;__;
title
jinki is worried about kibum.
when they first met, kibum had been quiet, but definitely not shy. he and jonghyun were best friends practically from the moment they were introduced, and it didn't take him long to start teasing minho. even taemin was immediately taken under his wing. jinki, though…kibum was a little more reserved around him. jinki always felt like kibum was weighing him in his mind and finding him wanting. when jinki was made leader, they all knew it was only because he was the oldest, and jinki wonders sometimes if kibum wouldn't have been a better choice.
he's questioning that thought now, when he goes outside during a break in practice to throw some trash in the dumpster and finds kibum leaning against the wall and smoking. he doesn't say anything when jinki gapes at him, only raises an eyebrow like he's waiting for something.
"kibum," jinki manages after a moment. "what are you doing?"
kibum looks at him like he's stupid. "smoking. obviously."
"what if manager hyung finds out?" jinki hisses. "he'll kill you, you know he will."
kibum snorts and takes another drag. "whatever."
"kibum." jinki barely restrains the urge to stamp his foot. "put it out." his voice is petulant, like he's a child threatening to tell the teacher instead of a grown man trying to save kibum from himself.
kibum looks him up and down and lets smoke leak out of his nostrils. "make me."
jinki bites his lip.
kibum sighs and shakes his head. "didn't think so." he puts it to his mouth again, but jinki is surprised when he drops it on the ground afterward and grinds it out with his heel. kibum looks at him expectantly, then rolls his eyes when jinki stares back. "the trash, hyung?"
"oh! right." jinki hurries to the dumpster and throws the bag in, his face burning. being around kibum always makes him feel like an idiot, like he isn't good enough, and in his weaker moments jinki thinks that maybe kibum is right. he turns back around to find kibum still waiting for him, arms crossed over his chest and foot all but tapping in impatience. jinki fights the urge to keep his head down as he tries to casually rush past kibum, but it doesn't matter because kibum abruptly grabs his arm.
"hyung," he says, his hand clumsily squeezing jinki's own. "i know i don't really…well, i mean, i just-you're doing a good job," he blurts out, then looks mildly horrified at himself.
jinki blinks at him. after a moment, he smiles and twines their fingers together. "thanks." kibum looks relieved, and when they go inside, kibum bickers with jonghyun and scolds minho and fusses over taemin and-most importantly-smiles at jinki.
concrit → pm or dadilada@gmail