Your Biggest Fan - Oneshot
Title: Your Biggest Fan
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairing: Onew/Jonghyun
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Summary: He doesn't have to say it, Jinki already knows.
Birthday fic for mountpurple <3 (albeit a day early xD). Thanks so much for the wonderful fic you wrote me :) hope you find this somewhat to your liking!
Jonghyun is Onew's biggest fan boy.
It wasn't like he was screaming his lungs out, jumping around holding posters with Onew's name on it, covering his wall with pictures, or tattooing his initials; because it wasn't that kind of enthusiasm. Jonghyun had other ways of showing his adoration of the eldest vocalist, something usually only Jinki himself could pick up on.
It was just the way he looked at him sometimes, how his eyes sort of sparkled and widened by the smallest millimeter when Onew was doing something; singing or just some old fashioned, boring modeling. He could feel Jonghyun's eyes on him. He wanted to tell him 'you should see yourself, you look a lot better than me. Not to mention cuter.', but he never got to that, and never had the heart to disturb him because he looked to hopeful.
Jinki was flattered. It was nice to always have someone listening to every word he said and give him support and praise wherever he went. There wasn't a day where Jonghyun didn't believe in him and he reminded him all the time, even late at night when they went to bed and Jonghyun kissed him goodnight.
"You were great today."
Even after they were done filming for a show, or during rehearsals for a concert, Jonghyun would always be sitting in the empty seats, listening to him sing and waiting for him to finish, like a schoolboy waiting for the bell to ring, but even more patient.
But just the other day, MBC had organized an event, of which the main singer was less than pleased about. It was for promotional purposes, but MBC had decided to organize a fan competition for Onew, wherein the public competed about who was his biggest fan, and the winner would get to spend a whole day with Jinki himself.
Jonghyun had put on a grim face the moment it was suggested, and Jinki had to do his best to agree with the management without feeling too guilty about it.
During the period between the start and the final selection of Jinki's biggest fan, Jonghyun had been quiet and looked morose as he watched Jinki open fan mail and gifts, all confessing undying love and coming from hoards of persistent teenage girls.
One day Jinki had been reading a (probably the 100th) fan mail, and Jonghyun had peered over his shoulder, frowning.
"I could have done it better, you know. Easily."
"Done what better?" Jinki asked, looking perplexed.
"Written you a love letter of course. Those girls don't know what they're talking about." Jonghyun exclaimed, leaning his head dejectedly on Jinki's shoulder.
Jinki laughed shortly, smiling to himself. "I'm sure you could."
Jonghyun walked off slowly after that, going back to his room silently, while Jinki had to try to analyze overly-swirly, girly writing.
The winner had been selected, after a few weeks, and Jinki had been told he would be taking the girl to a restaurant around the area. It had gone well despite being a little awkward, until they had started ordering desert.
Jonghyun had shown up in the middle of everything, walking calmly in the door and started to wave a piece of paper in front of Jinki's face that looked a little too pink and a little too long.
After shoving it at him, Jonghyun had left without saying a word, and Jinki had pretended everything was fine for the girl he was on a 'date' with, but read the paper secretly as the night progressed by glancing sideways every few minutes.
By 11:30pm, Jinki had gotten through the entire letter, stuffing it carefully in his jeans pocket as he got up to leave.
The first thing he did when he came home was to find Jonghyun. He didn’t have to look for long, he wasn’t a hard person to find. Jinki found him sitting at his desk with a pen in his mouth and head cradled in his hand.
"So, you'd stand in the rain for hours just to hear me sing, would you?" He inquired, laughing inwardly and possibly outwardly too.
But Jonghyun wasn’t laughing. It took Jonghyun a while to reply, but when he did it was a simple "yes", one without a trace of amusement and without having as much as turned his head towards Jinki.
Jinki paused for a second, feeling his heart race in the silence, and his palms start to sweat.
"Just so you know, if you were ever waiting in the rain to hear me sing, I'd come out in the rain and serenade you. For hours."
Jonghyun looked like he'd crack into a smile before he shrugged, brushing him off, and looked up at the ceiling like he was reading the daily news.
Jinki sighed. "I think your letter would win, you know, the competition. If it wasn’t for the fact that we'd be in deep shit, I'd make sure you won."
Jonghyun scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah well, I won't win, will I?" He mumbled, crossing his arms firmly across his chest and frowning.
Jinki crouched down to him, leaning his arms on Jonghyun's lap and smiling up.
"It doesn't matter. You're more important to me than any rabid fangirl will ever be. They should be jealous of you, not the other way around."
"If you say so."
"Yeah, I say so. You're acting stupid."
Jonghyun frowned, pushing Jinki off him like the plague. "I'm not stupid."
The elder male chuckled, springing back to where he'd been. "No, you're not. But the idea that you think I care about anything more than you is."
Jinki then leaned up and kissed Jonghyun full on the lips, as if to prove it, and when he drew back there was a slight curve reminding of a smile spread across the younger's lips.
Jinki had a thing for ruining moments, though, if there was anything he could take credit for.
"Hey, if you're my biggest fan, does that mean you're my groupie and that you can give me awesome groupie sex?"
Jonghyun smacked him upside the head, but still couldn't shake what Jinki was certain seemed to be something like a smile.
"Maybe."
Maybe. Jinki smirked. Maybe was good enough.
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairing: Onew/Jonghyun
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Summary: He doesn't have to say it, Jinki already knows.
Birthday fic for mountpurple <3 (albeit a day early xD). Thanks so much for the wonderful fic you wrote me :) hope you find this somewhat to your liking!
Jonghyun is Onew's biggest fan boy.
It wasn't like he was screaming his lungs out, jumping around holding posters with Onew's name on it, covering his wall with pictures, or tattooing his initials; because it wasn't that kind of enthusiasm. Jonghyun had other ways of showing his adoration of the eldest vocalist, something usually only Jinki himself could pick up on.
It was just the way he looked at him sometimes, how his eyes sort of sparkled and widened by the smallest millimeter when Onew was doing something; singing or just some old fashioned, boring modeling. He could feel Jonghyun's eyes on him. He wanted to tell him 'you should see yourself, you look a lot better than me. Not to mention cuter.', but he never got to that, and never had the heart to disturb him because he looked to hopeful.
Jinki was flattered. It was nice to always have someone listening to every word he said and give him support and praise wherever he went. There wasn't a day where Jonghyun didn't believe in him and he reminded him all the time, even late at night when they went to bed and Jonghyun kissed him goodnight.
"You were great today."
Even after they were done filming for a show, or during rehearsals for a concert, Jonghyun would always be sitting in the empty seats, listening to him sing and waiting for him to finish, like a schoolboy waiting for the bell to ring, but even more patient.
But just the other day, MBC had organized an event, of which the main singer was less than pleased about. It was for promotional purposes, but MBC had decided to organize a fan competition for Onew, wherein the public competed about who was his biggest fan, and the winner would get to spend a whole day with Jinki himself.
Jonghyun had put on a grim face the moment it was suggested, and Jinki had to do his best to agree with the management without feeling too guilty about it.
During the period between the start and the final selection of Jinki's biggest fan, Jonghyun had been quiet and looked morose as he watched Jinki open fan mail and gifts, all confessing undying love and coming from hoards of persistent teenage girls.
One day Jinki had been reading a (probably the 100th) fan mail, and Jonghyun had peered over his shoulder, frowning.
"I could have done it better, you know. Easily."
"Done what better?" Jinki asked, looking perplexed.
"Written you a love letter of course. Those girls don't know what they're talking about." Jonghyun exclaimed, leaning his head dejectedly on Jinki's shoulder.
Jinki laughed shortly, smiling to himself. "I'm sure you could."
Jonghyun walked off slowly after that, going back to his room silently, while Jinki had to try to analyze overly-swirly, girly writing.
The winner had been selected, after a few weeks, and Jinki had been told he would be taking the girl to a restaurant around the area. It had gone well despite being a little awkward, until they had started ordering desert.
Jonghyun had shown up in the middle of everything, walking calmly in the door and started to wave a piece of paper in front of Jinki's face that looked a little too pink and a little too long.
After shoving it at him, Jonghyun had left without saying a word, and Jinki had pretended everything was fine for the girl he was on a 'date' with, but read the paper secretly as the night progressed by glancing sideways every few minutes.
By 11:30pm, Jinki had gotten through the entire letter, stuffing it carefully in his jeans pocket as he got up to leave.
The first thing he did when he came home was to find Jonghyun. He didn’t have to look for long, he wasn’t a hard person to find. Jinki found him sitting at his desk with a pen in his mouth and head cradled in his hand.
"So, you'd stand in the rain for hours just to hear me sing, would you?" He inquired, laughing inwardly and possibly outwardly too.
But Jonghyun wasn’t laughing. It took Jonghyun a while to reply, but when he did it was a simple "yes", one without a trace of amusement and without having as much as turned his head towards Jinki.
Jinki paused for a second, feeling his heart race in the silence, and his palms start to sweat.
"Just so you know, if you were ever waiting in the rain to hear me sing, I'd come out in the rain and serenade you. For hours."
Jonghyun looked like he'd crack into a smile before he shrugged, brushing him off, and looked up at the ceiling like he was reading the daily news.
Jinki sighed. "I think your letter would win, you know, the competition. If it wasn’t for the fact that we'd be in deep shit, I'd make sure you won."
Jonghyun scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah well, I won't win, will I?" He mumbled, crossing his arms firmly across his chest and frowning.
Jinki crouched down to him, leaning his arms on Jonghyun's lap and smiling up.
"It doesn't matter. You're more important to me than any rabid fangirl will ever be. They should be jealous of you, not the other way around."
"If you say so."
"Yeah, I say so. You're acting stupid."
Jonghyun frowned, pushing Jinki off him like the plague. "I'm not stupid."
The elder male chuckled, springing back to where he'd been. "No, you're not. But the idea that you think I care about anything more than you is."
Jinki then leaned up and kissed Jonghyun full on the lips, as if to prove it, and when he drew back there was a slight curve reminding of a smile spread across the younger's lips.
Jinki had a thing for ruining moments, though, if there was anything he could take credit for.
"Hey, if you're my biggest fan, does that mean you're my groupie and that you can give me awesome groupie sex?"
Jonghyun smacked him upside the head, but still couldn't shake what Jinki was certain seemed to be something like a smile.
"Maybe."
Maybe. Jinki smirked. Maybe was good enough.