[fanfiction] Hello (Please Chat With Me For A While)
Title : Hello (Please Chat With Me For A While)
Author : narisa_rei
Pairing : JongKey (from SHINee)
Rating : PG (a few swearing words)
Genre : AU, fluff, and a bit of humor.. I guess..
Word Count : 1770~
Disclaimer : I own nothing and/or no one beside the plot. -_-;;
Summary : Kibum is feeling all mellow in a wedding party when a (gorgeous) boy tries to talk to him.
Author’s Notes : I got this idea from my friend’s facebook status that says “it sucks going to a wedding party when you’re just broken up or when you’re single..”. I also feel that SHINee’s Hello fits this fanfic somehow, especially the part “jamshi yaegi hallaeyo (please chat with me for a while/ I want to talk to you for a moment)”. =D
Even though this is un-beta-ed and English isn’t my first language, but I hope you all enjoy reading this fic.. =D
The boys’ hairstyle in this fanfic are like theirs in Ring Ding Dong era.
credits : forbidden-fruit (as tagged)
‘damn.. it sucks going to a wedding party when you’re just broken up or when you’re single..’ Kibum thinks while staring at the wedding procession of his father’s business partner’s daughter (confusing enough, huh?) on the stage in front, quite far from where he is standing. Actually, it isn’t usual for Kibum to be in a mellow mood like this when he isn’t in his comfort zone. By comfort zone he means his very own bedroom. His single status has never really bothered him that much before, but he himself doesn’t even know why it bothers him tonight. Sudden mellow period maybe?
Kibum is actually a romantist, but it is hidden behind his cold and mysterious facade of a seemingly-good-at-everything boy (“Almighty Key” is his nickname ever since he was younger by the way): an unbelievably smart 19 years old university student majoring in Economy and insanely fierce dancer who was born in a rich, well-known family. Only his family members and a few close friends of his know that he is a softie inside and he actually yearns for being hugged, kissed, and pampered by a lover.
He did go on a few dates before, with both boys and girls. I mean, who wouldn’t notice that beautiful face, too gorgeous and sexy body for a boy, and the cute bow-shaped lips? He indeed attracts people from both sexes, but well, all those dates has never developed into something further as Kibum’s standard is too high. He feels that nobody so far is nice enough, smart enough, pretty/ handsome enough, rich enough, or basically worth to be his lover.
Kibum doesn’t realize it but during the more or less 20 minutes he’s absorbed in his own thought about his (lack of) love life, wedding, marriage life, cute kids, blah blah.. a pair of shining, curious puppy eyes are watching him with interest. Kibum is somewhere in his long thought -at that time he’s thinking about ways to get cute and almighty kids just like himself if his partner is another guy- when he feels a nudge on his right arm. Kibum looks at his right with a glare, annoyed by anyone or anything that dares interrupting his deep and mellow thought. He comes face to face with a derp-looking boy with blonde gradation on his spiky hair, wearing what seemingly a semi-formal designer tuxedo just like Kibum’s. The boy is probably around his age and he is munching something -supposedly steak by looking at the plate he is holding- cutely. The boy’s big, shining eyes are looking at him with amusement.
“uhh.. Hi..?” greets the boy awkwardly.
“What!?” spits Kibum at the boy he realizes shorter than him by a few inch.
“Wow.. wow.. wow.. chill down..” says the blonde boy. “I was just wondering, are you okay?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Kibum rudely answers.
“Well, if you haven’t realized it, you’ve been standing right on this spot, staring at the stage in front for around 20 minutes already. I was watching you the whole time..” says the other boy, before shoving his last piece of meat into his mouth.
‘Did I really? It has been 20 minutes?’ Kibum thinks, shocked by the boy's words.
“...Even so, it’s none of your business,” Kibum replies and begins to walk away, just an attempt to free himself from this annoying person.
“Gosh, are you usually like this? Are you usually this cold as a person? It doesn’t hurt to chat for a while, does it..” The other boy who has just finished eating his steak, puts his empty plate on a table near him in a hurry, and walks fast to catch up with Kibum’s pace.
“...Shut up, I don’t feel like talking to anyone right now and don’t follow me!!” Kibum says half-shouting, while still walking fast without an exact destination.
To cut things short, even though Kibum feels like it has been 1039573 times already he said to the shorter boy that he annoyed him and it’s much better if he just fucks off already, in the end he stops (more like gives up) running away from the other and he even answers every freaking questions -no matter how unimportant and ridiculous the questions are- the blonde boy throws at him.
So, around half an hour later, Kibum finds himself having a proper conversation, a proper and quite enjoyable conversation actually, with the other boy. He also knows now that the other boy called Jonghyun. His full name is Kim Jonghyun and he is also a son of a well-known family in Korea’s business world. Jonghyun is one year older than him, majoring in Business Management and Music at the same time.
Kibum also realizes that when he’s serious, not throwing him ridic questions, and when he tells Kibum about his love for music and his dream of being a song-writer, Jonghyun actually looks cool and he is indeed.. handsome. He has this sweet smile that kinda melt people (=Kibum)’s heart and his way of speaking somehow makes people respects him. Even though Kibum hates to admit it, but he feels glad that Jonghyun didn’t give up on him when he’s being cold and shooed him away before.
In return, Kibum also tells Jonghyun about himself: about him taking Economy Major because he is an only child who has to take over the family company, even though his real dream is to be a profesional dancer. Actually, his family isn’t against him dancing. They allow him to pursue his dream/ hobby, but they still ask him not to forget about their long-established family company. Right now Kibum is already a pro at dancing. He won a few national dance competition before and on his free time, he’s teaching advance hip-hop at a dance school a few times a week.
“You really love dancing, don’t you?” says Jonghyun while smiling softly to Kibum, then takes a sip from his glass of cocktail.
“Yeah..” Kibum smiles. Thinking about dancing always makes him happy.
“You look beautiful smiling like that, you know?” says Jonghyun again, making Kibum blushes crimsonly.
“...uhh..” The Almighty Key is suddenly losing all his ability to speak.
Looking at Kibum being speechless, Jonghyun laughs softly and says, “Kibum, you’re cute..”
“Ssh..shut up!!” Kibum replied while smacking Jonghyun’s left arm. Jonghyun is just laughing and ready to say another word when suddenly his cell-phone ringing.
“Sorry, wait a minute..” He says to Kibum. He takes the cell-phone from his trousers’ pocket, opens the clam-shell phone, looks at the caller’s identity, and answers, “Yes, mom? Mmhmm.. Yeah.. Where are you? Oh, okay, sure..” then he closes his phone.
“Kibum, sorry.. My parents are already waiting at the front door. Have to go home soon ‘cause my father will have a business trip tomorrow. He has to go really early in the morning,” says Jonghyun, explaining the phone call to Kibum.
Kibum doesn’t want to admit it, but he feels unwilling to part from the other boy, though he pretends like he doesn’t care.
“Oh.. Okay..” replies Kibum short.
“Give me your phone number, will you?” says Jonghyun while opening his cell-phone again.
Kibum says the number while Jonghyun types the numbers fast, saves it, closes his phone, and puts it back in his trouser’s pocket.
Kibum’s conscience is actually screaming for him to ask Jonghyun’s number too or at least ask him to misscall him back or something, but his pride doesn’t allow it.
He thinks ‘well, he can always be the first to contact me anyway..’ even though this is the first time in his life he’s genuinely interested on someone. ‘And it’s not like he ever mentions that he’s gay or he’s interested in me.. that way..’ he keeps being stubborn though a little part of him, the honest part, is asking, ‘what if he never contacts me back?’
“Helloooo? Earth to Kibum!!” there is a hand waving in front of his blank face.
‘damn.. i’m zoning out again..’
“What?” replies Kibum.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you zoning out again? Suddenly lost in your depressing thoughts again? Or you’re feeling too sad cause soon you’ll be apart from me?” Jonghyun teases Kibum with his silly face again.
‘Jeez.. at times like this.. I almost regret I've ever thought and associated him with the words “handsome”, “cool”, and “witty”..’
“You wish..” Kibum replies coldly.
Jonghyun just laughs it off. “’Kay then, I’m going..” He moves his body forward, his nice smelling cologne and the sudden closeness makes Kibum dizzy, “See you later, Bummie..” He whispers the words sexily in front of Kibum’s right ear, then gives him a peck on his right cheek, leaving Kibum blushing and speechless for the second time that night.
Jonghyun moves back, grins widely at Kibum, then walks away. Kibum feels his body shivering violently after the quite seductive contact -thankfully nobody is really paying attention to them- Jonghyun did to him. Kibum is stunned on his standing spot and he’s still blushing furiously. He doesn’t know whether it is the effect of Jonghyun whispering sexily, the peck, or the fact that he calls him “Bummie”, but his body feels hot.. Nobody has ever made him feel this way.
Suddenly, he feels his cellphone in his pocket vibrates. He looks at the screen -an unknown number- and answers it, “Yeoboseyo?”
“Does my kiss affects you that much, Bummie?” A familiar voice greets him. Kibum looks frantically around him for the sight of Jonghyun, but he can’t seem to find him among the crowd. “From where I am right now, I can see you blushing like a tomato and you’re zoning out... again. Guess you’ve fallen for me?”
‘shit.. he can see me??’
Kibum stubbornly pretends to be cool and answers, “You wish, shorty..”
Kibum hears a chuckle, “Ouch! It hurts.. But your face can’t lie, you know?” the voice is teasing him again.
“Just.. Just shut up and go home already!!” Kibum almost shouts to his phone. He doesn’t even know if it’s because of the embarrassement or the fact that it annoys him that the other boy can see him right now.. flustering and stuttering, while he can’t see the other boy.
“Alright.. Alright.. I got it. Bye sweetie, good night..” Jonghyun says it in his sexiest voice again and Kibum feels like he can almost drop his phone cause his whole body feels weak hearing the voice.
Quite a few meters from where Kibum is standing while cursing at himself and to his phone, a blonde-haired figure slips out from the crowd and walks to the front door, “Hey mom, dad.. I’m sorry. Have you waited for long?”
‘See you later, princess.. Let’s meet again..’
*****
an (unimportant) ending notes :
Did any of you have read my previous fanfic “The Warmest Blanket”? I promised a sequel or another fic to make up for that one, so here I am with a completely new one-shot. Actually, I have planned on writing a sequel to “The Warmest Blanket” and already had the idea for it even before the JongKyung scandal, but I find that the idea I’ve written and the situation of the scandal is creepily alike (like the involvement of SeKyung, Kibum being sad on and off-stage, etc etc.). So, I gave up on writing that one and here I am with another completely different and AU one-shot. XD
Thanks for reading!! Please leave me a comment if you have time… =D
Author : narisa_rei
Pairing : JongKey (from SHINee)
Rating : PG (a few swearing words)
Genre : AU, fluff, and a bit of humor.. I guess..
Word Count : 1770~
Disclaimer : I own nothing and/or no one beside the plot. -_-;;
Summary : Kibum is feeling all mellow in a wedding party when a (gorgeous) boy tries to talk to him.
Author’s Notes : I got this idea from my friend’s facebook status that says “it sucks going to a wedding party when you’re just broken up or when you’re single..”. I also feel that SHINee’s Hello fits this fanfic somehow, especially the part “jamshi yaegi hallaeyo (please chat with me for a while/ I want to talk to you for a moment)”. =D
Even though this is un-beta-ed and English isn’t my first language, but I hope you all enjoy reading this fic.. =D
The boys’ hairstyle in this fanfic are like theirs in Ring Ding Dong era.
credits : forbidden-fruit (as tagged)
‘damn.. it sucks going to a wedding party when you’re just broken up or when you’re single..’ Kibum thinks while staring at the wedding procession of his father’s business partner’s daughter (confusing enough, huh?) on the stage in front, quite far from where he is standing. Actually, it isn’t usual for Kibum to be in a mellow mood like this when he isn’t in his comfort zone. By comfort zone he means his very own bedroom. His single status has never really bothered him that much before, but he himself doesn’t even know why it bothers him tonight. Sudden mellow period maybe?
Kibum is actually a romantist, but it is hidden behind his cold and mysterious facade of a seemingly-good-at-everything boy (“Almighty Key” is his nickname ever since he was younger by the way): an unbelievably smart 19 years old university student majoring in Economy and insanely fierce dancer who was born in a rich, well-known family. Only his family members and a few close friends of his know that he is a softie inside and he actually yearns for being hugged, kissed, and pampered by a lover.
He did go on a few dates before, with both boys and girls. I mean, who wouldn’t notice that beautiful face, too gorgeous and sexy body for a boy, and the cute bow-shaped lips? He indeed attracts people from both sexes, but well, all those dates has never developed into something further as Kibum’s standard is too high. He feels that nobody so far is nice enough, smart enough, pretty/ handsome enough, rich enough, or basically worth to be his lover.
Kibum doesn’t realize it but during the more or less 20 minutes he’s absorbed in his own thought about his (lack of) love life, wedding, marriage life, cute kids, blah blah.. a pair of shining, curious puppy eyes are watching him with interest. Kibum is somewhere in his long thought -at that time he’s thinking about ways to get cute and almighty kids just like himself if his partner is another guy- when he feels a nudge on his right arm. Kibum looks at his right with a glare, annoyed by anyone or anything that dares interrupting his deep and mellow thought. He comes face to face with a derp-looking boy with blonde gradation on his spiky hair, wearing what seemingly a semi-formal designer tuxedo just like Kibum’s. The boy is probably around his age and he is munching something -supposedly steak by looking at the plate he is holding- cutely. The boy’s big, shining eyes are looking at him with amusement.
“uhh.. Hi..?” greets the boy awkwardly.
“What!?” spits Kibum at the boy he realizes shorter than him by a few inch.
“Wow.. wow.. wow.. chill down..” says the blonde boy. “I was just wondering, are you okay?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Kibum rudely answers.
“Well, if you haven’t realized it, you’ve been standing right on this spot, staring at the stage in front for around 20 minutes already. I was watching you the whole time..” says the other boy, before shoving his last piece of meat into his mouth.
‘Did I really? It has been 20 minutes?’ Kibum thinks, shocked by the boy's words.
“...Even so, it’s none of your business,” Kibum replies and begins to walk away, just an attempt to free himself from this annoying person.
“Gosh, are you usually like this? Are you usually this cold as a person? It doesn’t hurt to chat for a while, does it..” The other boy who has just finished eating his steak, puts his empty plate on a table near him in a hurry, and walks fast to catch up with Kibum’s pace.
“...Shut up, I don’t feel like talking to anyone right now and don’t follow me!!” Kibum says half-shouting, while still walking fast without an exact destination.
To cut things short, even though Kibum feels like it has been 1039573 times already he said to the shorter boy that he annoyed him and it’s much better if he just fucks off already, in the end he stops (more like gives up) running away from the other and he even answers every freaking questions -no matter how unimportant and ridiculous the questions are- the blonde boy throws at him.
So, around half an hour later, Kibum finds himself having a proper conversation, a proper and quite enjoyable conversation actually, with the other boy. He also knows now that the other boy called Jonghyun. His full name is Kim Jonghyun and he is also a son of a well-known family in Korea’s business world. Jonghyun is one year older than him, majoring in Business Management and Music at the same time.
Kibum also realizes that when he’s serious, not throwing him ridic questions, and when he tells Kibum about his love for music and his dream of being a song-writer, Jonghyun actually looks cool and he is indeed.. handsome. He has this sweet smile that kinda melt people (=Kibum)’s heart and his way of speaking somehow makes people respects him. Even though Kibum hates to admit it, but he feels glad that Jonghyun didn’t give up on him when he’s being cold and shooed him away before.
In return, Kibum also tells Jonghyun about himself: about him taking Economy Major because he is an only child who has to take over the family company, even though his real dream is to be a profesional dancer. Actually, his family isn’t against him dancing. They allow him to pursue his dream/ hobby, but they still ask him not to forget about their long-established family company. Right now Kibum is already a pro at dancing. He won a few national dance competition before and on his free time, he’s teaching advance hip-hop at a dance school a few times a week.
“You really love dancing, don’t you?” says Jonghyun while smiling softly to Kibum, then takes a sip from his glass of cocktail.
“Yeah..” Kibum smiles. Thinking about dancing always makes him happy.
“You look beautiful smiling like that, you know?” says Jonghyun again, making Kibum blushes crimsonly.
“...uhh..” The Almighty Key is suddenly losing all his ability to speak.
Looking at Kibum being speechless, Jonghyun laughs softly and says, “Kibum, you’re cute..”
“Ssh..shut up!!” Kibum replied while smacking Jonghyun’s left arm. Jonghyun is just laughing and ready to say another word when suddenly his cell-phone ringing.
“Sorry, wait a minute..” He says to Kibum. He takes the cell-phone from his trousers’ pocket, opens the clam-shell phone, looks at the caller’s identity, and answers, “Yes, mom? Mmhmm.. Yeah.. Where are you? Oh, okay, sure..” then he closes his phone.
“Kibum, sorry.. My parents are already waiting at the front door. Have to go home soon ‘cause my father will have a business trip tomorrow. He has to go really early in the morning,” says Jonghyun, explaining the phone call to Kibum.
Kibum doesn’t want to admit it, but he feels unwilling to part from the other boy, though he pretends like he doesn’t care.
“Oh.. Okay..” replies Kibum short.
“Give me your phone number, will you?” says Jonghyun while opening his cell-phone again.
Kibum says the number while Jonghyun types the numbers fast, saves it, closes his phone, and puts it back in his trouser’s pocket.
Kibum’s conscience is actually screaming for him to ask Jonghyun’s number too or at least ask him to misscall him back or something, but his pride doesn’t allow it.
He thinks ‘well, he can always be the first to contact me anyway..’ even though this is the first time in his life he’s genuinely interested on someone. ‘And it’s not like he ever mentions that he’s gay or he’s interested in me.. that way..’ he keeps being stubborn though a little part of him, the honest part, is asking, ‘what if he never contacts me back?’
“Helloooo? Earth to Kibum!!” there is a hand waving in front of his blank face.
‘damn.. i’m zoning out again..’
“What?” replies Kibum.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you zoning out again? Suddenly lost in your depressing thoughts again? Or you’re feeling too sad cause soon you’ll be apart from me?” Jonghyun teases Kibum with his silly face again.
‘Jeez.. at times like this.. I almost regret I've ever thought and associated him with the words “handsome”, “cool”, and “witty”..’
“You wish..” Kibum replies coldly.
Jonghyun just laughs it off. “’Kay then, I’m going..” He moves his body forward, his nice smelling cologne and the sudden closeness makes Kibum dizzy, “See you later, Bummie..” He whispers the words sexily in front of Kibum’s right ear, then gives him a peck on his right cheek, leaving Kibum blushing and speechless for the second time that night.
Jonghyun moves back, grins widely at Kibum, then walks away. Kibum feels his body shivering violently after the quite seductive contact -thankfully nobody is really paying attention to them- Jonghyun did to him. Kibum is stunned on his standing spot and he’s still blushing furiously. He doesn’t know whether it is the effect of Jonghyun whispering sexily, the peck, or the fact that he calls him “Bummie”, but his body feels hot.. Nobody has ever made him feel this way.
Suddenly, he feels his cellphone in his pocket vibrates. He looks at the screen -an unknown number- and answers it, “Yeoboseyo?”
“Does my kiss affects you that much, Bummie?” A familiar voice greets him. Kibum looks frantically around him for the sight of Jonghyun, but he can’t seem to find him among the crowd. “From where I am right now, I can see you blushing like a tomato and you’re zoning out... again. Guess you’ve fallen for me?”
‘shit.. he can see me??’
Kibum stubbornly pretends to be cool and answers, “You wish, shorty..”
Kibum hears a chuckle, “Ouch! It hurts.. But your face can’t lie, you know?” the voice is teasing him again.
“Just.. Just shut up and go home already!!” Kibum almost shouts to his phone. He doesn’t even know if it’s because of the embarrassement or the fact that it annoys him that the other boy can see him right now.. flustering and stuttering, while he can’t see the other boy.
“Alright.. Alright.. I got it. Bye sweetie, good night..” Jonghyun says it in his sexiest voice again and Kibum feels like he can almost drop his phone cause his whole body feels weak hearing the voice.
Quite a few meters from where Kibum is standing while cursing at himself and to his phone, a blonde-haired figure slips out from the crowd and walks to the front door, “Hey mom, dad.. I’m sorry. Have you waited for long?”
‘See you later, princess.. Let’s meet again..’
*****
an (unimportant) ending notes :
Did any of you have read my previous fanfic “The Warmest Blanket”? I promised a sequel or another fic to make up for that one, so here I am with a completely new one-shot. Actually, I have planned on writing a sequel to “The Warmest Blanket” and already had the idea for it even before the JongKyung scandal, but I find that the idea I’ve written and the situation of the scandal is creepily alike (like the involvement of SeKyung, Kibum being sad on and off-stage, etc etc.). So, I gave up on writing that one and here I am with another completely different and AU one-shot. XD
Thanks for reading!! Please leave me a comment if you have time… =D