[100 Fic Challenge] #33 - Flirt.
Genre: Fluff, humor?
Rating: R? xD
Pairing: Kibum/Yesung
Notes: I wish I was better at writing. D;
Kim Jongwoon was no expert at flirting with the opposite sex. Possibly, he was one of the worst people about when it came to advances. His attempts in the past had been pathetic. He knew it even then, and he certainly knew it now. Since his debut, he hadn’t had the time to learn anything new about flirting and starting up a relationship with anyone. He would overhear conversations when Heechul bragged to the others about how girls fell at his feet and when everyone would exchange stories, he would quietly sit there, listening, learning.
His mind was rather good at keeping notes which he could use later, more or less no matter what it was. But when it came to relationships, he kept a special space in his mind where he stored all of the information for later use. When he would be able to use it, he couldn’t say, but it was nice to have at least.
Jongwoon wouldn’t call himself an amateur, because he had, had successful experiences in the past. But the thing about approaching someone else and starting something was lost to him.
“Spacing out?”
“Yeah.”
The dark eyes behind the raven colored bangs followed the younger one’s motions as he found a spot on the floor in front of the TV. He hadn’t meant to respond to the question, but had just done it per automatic. But the soothing voice of Kim Kibum was the one thing he would always respond to.
He stared at the younger one’s clothed back, taking in the soft colors and patterns on his shirt, but not really thinking about anything else. He registered the light from the TV filling the room and sound soon found its way into Jongwoon’s system as well.
“You wanna play a game with me?” Kibum asked, halfly turning around with a smile on his face as he held out the second controller in his palm. “Sure.” It wasn’t like he had anything better to do at the moment.
So Jongwoon crawled onto the floor and settled down beside his dongsaeng, watching the TV as the game started up. It was a fighting game and he knew he would lose, but would play for the sake of playing anyway.
A while into the game, Jongwoon got curious. His eyes darted from the screen to Kibum’s concentrated facial expression and lingered. When Kibum realized that his hyung’s movements had stopped, he frowned and turned his head to stare back at him. “What?” He asked; a brow raised.
“Kibum ah.” Jongwoon’s eyes studied Kibum for a second, before continuing. “You had a girlfriend even after debut, right?”
A single nod confirmed the question and Kibum was still waiting for the rest of what was on his hyung’s mind. The raven haired singer seemed thoughtful for a moment and turned his head back, his eyes on the screen. “How did you make it happen?” When no answer came from the younger actor, he explained, “I mean. Like…” It was hard to find the right words for what was on his mind when there was so much he needed to sort through. “How do you flirt? Not generally, but, you specifically?”
A laugh escaped Kibum’s throat as he put down his controller and turned his whole body towards his hyung, resting his arms on his folded legs. “You want me to tell you, or show you?” Jongwoon glanced out of the corner of his eye, catching the playful smile his dongsaeng had on his lips. It was a challenge and this was one singer who was up for pretty much anything. He put down his controller as well and turned his body to face Kibum, his tongue moistening his lips before he spoke, “I want you to show me. For learning purposes.”
He grinned and Jongwoon immediately regretted his decision.
“Alright then.” The younger one started, rolling his shoulders absentmindedly as he gathered his thoughts. “Say we’re on a date at a coffee house. I’d spark up a conversation by complimenting her shirt or accessories.” A small smile was on his lips as he cleared his throat and subtly reached for Jongwoon’s earring. “I’ve been wondering, hyung. Where did you get those cross earrings? I’d love to see what kind of stuff they carry otherwise.” His thumb brushed across the earring and occasionally brushed against the soft skin of Jongwoon’s earlobe, sending a small shiver down the older one’s back.
Kibum was enjoying this obviously, seeing what kind of reactions he could spur from the older man. He pulled his hand back and continued his explanation, “I always pay for when we’re out. No matter what the girl says. It’ll make her feel appreciated. And when we walk down the street, I’ll casually reach for her hand and hold it ever so gently.”
As he said this-slowly and seductively, Jongwoon noticed-Kibum slid his palm over his hyung’s outstretched hand and clasped his fingers gently around his hand. Jongwoon looked at their joined hands then up at Kibum who was eyeing the older one with playfulness in his eyes. He would forever be a mystery to the raven haired singer. No one was able to quite figure out what went about inside Kim Kibum’s head, but somehow Jongwoon wasn’t too surprised. He’d always been like that.
“That seems pretty boring.” Jongwoon purred, retracting his hand to his body and folded his arms over his chest. If it was a challenge Kibum wanted, it was a challenge Kibum would get and Jongwoon had no intentions of being fair. “I know something like that. Honestly, you wouldn’t think stuff as cheesy as that would work.”
The younger one of the two looked stunned for a moment, but the surprise soon faded as he caught his hyung’s meaning. He’d have to cook up something more interesting. “You’d be surprised, hyung.” Kibum grinned a bit and leaned back, supporting himself as he pushed his palms to the floor behind him. “Besides, you should let me finish anyway, that was just the initial stuff. Or if you already know enough then I can get back to my game.”
Jongwoon debated this for a second. It had been a weird thing to ask how to flirt in the first place, and why even Kibum? Sure he was a man with a killer smile, but he would have probably been better off asking Heechul or even Leeteuk or Sungmin. He wasn’t sure what possessed him to approach the younger one, but it seemed logical, as illogical as it was.
Was he even making sense anymore?
“So what’ll it be?” Kibum had started yawning while he waited for his hyung to step out of the sort of trance-like state he’d been in for a while now, his eyes drooping as if he were about to fall asleep.
“Ya. Don’t fall asleep. I still need to pick your brain for information.” Jongwoon protested, his lower lip quietly forming a pout as he looked at Kibum with those doe eyes of his. The young actor laughed at the sight and fell back on his back, his arms spread out above his head as he heaved a sigh. “Forget it hyung. It’s something you need to learn on your own.”
“Whaaaat?!”
Jongwoon couldn’t believe this. Here he was pulling his best tactics to get some help for the sake of being a better man and husband in the future and he was being denied that help? No way. He would get what he wanted, no matter what he had to do to get it!
“Kim Kibum, you’re such an idiot sometimes.” The elder singer announced, kicking at Kibum’s entangled legs as he turned away from him, his arms crossed and stature firm. He couldn’t believe that Kibum was being like this, he’d have to find some way to convince him-
“But hyung~~” Kibum purred into Jongwoon’s ear, distracting him from his thoughts while his arms slowly encircled his hyung’s waist as he pulled him back against his chest. “You’re a lot denser than I am.” Kibum’s warm breath on Jongwoon’s ear sent shivers down his back for the second time that day. He felt his breath being caught in his throat as Kibum pressed a soft kiss to the jugular vein in his neck - his throat suddenly feeling very dry.
“K-Kibum, what are you doing…?” Jongwoon felt the folds of the younger’s lips turn upwards as he murmured against the skin, “I’m showing you what I usually do on dates, idiot.” The elder inhaled a sharp breath as he felt a pair of teeth lightly graze his pierced earlobe. Kibum slipped his long fingers down over his hyung’s abdomen and slid his digits slowly beneath the fabric of Jongwoon’s red tank top. “T-this must be what…” Jongwoon swallowed, feeling a deep blush rush to his cheeks as Kibum’s fingers played with the waistband of his jeans. “…what you do after the date, then…” he stated obviously, feeling rather stupid at the words that left his mouth but his mind was unable to form coherent thoughts anymore.
He felt Kibum’s lips trail chaste kisses along his neck and over his jaw line as he murmured, “Yeah… but I’d rather do this with you, hyung~” his hands disappeared from the front of Jongwoon’s jeans as they pulled to his side and turned him around so they were facing each other. The elder licked his lips and stared into Kibum’s dark eyes and swore he could see a lifetime of longing in them - or maybe that was just his brain once more turning into mush as the fierce stare made his heart skip several beats.
“Kibu-“ Jongwoon was cut off by a pair of soft lips upon his own, those soft lips gently pushing against him to give in, to stop fighting - and Jongwoon had always been pretty obedient. He closed his eyes and gave in, slightly parting his lips which elicited a gentle laugh from the younger singer as he pushed his tongue through - gently exploring Jongwoon’s mouth and moving his own with the motions. The elder moaned into Kibum’s mouth, the strength in his arms suddenly leaving him as they fell onto the hardwood floor - game forgotten and world narrowed down to the two of them.
Jongwoon breathed in deeply as he felt Kibum’s hand run down below his shirt again and ran his fingers over the soft and sensitive skin of his stomach, before gently running his hand over the growing bulge in his hyung’s jeans - which earned a deep growl from Jongwoon. He slid his arms around Kibum’s neck and pulled him closer, a soft groan rumbling at the back of the younger’s throat. The kiss slowly, but surely grew more intense as they gave in, more and more and slid their tongues against each others, wanting to taste and own.
However, Jongwoon was the first to break the kiss as he pulled back slightly, softly murmuring through his breathless pants, “W-what about the… others?” Kibum merely shook his head and let his tongue run over the soft and plump lips that looked so inviting as he breathed, “No one is going to be home for hours-“
“…what do you mean? There’s no way Heechul said that.”, “I’m telling you!”, “You’re being crazy Sungmin, Teuk ah, would you hurry up and open the door? I’m hungry!”, “Alright, alright, geez.”
The clicking of a lock sounded through the apartment and three people stumbled inside and quickly pulled off their shoes, proceeding into the living room where they found Kibum and Jongwoon. Kangin pulled Sungmin out into the kitchen after saying a brief, ‘hello’ to the two and Leeteuk followed behind them, a frown on his brow as he stared at the two.
“Jongwoon ah, why’re you laying like that on the floor?” No reply came from the singer as he just kept laying there, sprawled out on the floor and looking rather flustered as he gazed up into the ceiling. Leeteuk looked from Jongwoon to Kibum a couple of times before Kibum spoke up, “He had a hot flash,” he spoke absentmindedly as he played his game on the TV screen and Leeteuk nodded, “Be sure to drink something when it’s this hot Jongwoon ah, it’s not goo-“, “Argh! Now look what you did Sungmin!”, “It wasn’t my fault you put too much pepper in it!”
The leader sighed as he walked into the kitchen, his hands on his hips as he was prepared to scold someone for the nth time that day.
Back in the living room, Jongwoon kept lying on the floor and listening to the sounds that came from the game Kibum was playing. He was sure it had been an hour before he actually spoke again, “So…” Jongwoon murmured and turned his head a little bit, to once again stare at Kibum’s back. “You usually let people hang like that?”
Kibum laughed as he died in the game and leaned back on his palms, his glance turned to look at Jongwoon’s slightly flustered face. “I didn’t exactly have a choice now did I?”
The elder snorted and rolled onto his side, supporting his head in his palm. “You could grow a backbone.” Jongwoon smirked and watched Kibum snort, “Well then, I’ll just have to show you more of my techniques tonight then, won’t I?”
Jongwoon licked his lips and smiled, “You’re damn right you will."