Until They Meet Again
Until They Meet Again
Title: Until They Meet Again
Author: ponyatf
Pairing: JonghyunxKey
Genre: Romance (Double-Drabble)
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: I neither own the boys, nor do I make any money with this story.
Summary: Being apart doesn't always mean not being together.
A/N: Because I can't help to ninja here every now and then, because I miss LJ, because I miss...
Until They Meet Again
The eyes squinted and a curse loose on the lips, Kibum brushed a pile of newspapers with his bare foot away from the door and tried to find the knob half-asleep and goddammit not ready for this morning.
"Whaddayawant?" he hissed into the empty hallway, his voice a notch deeper than usual and his hand busy with scratching the belly under his shirt. Wasn't there a knock just seconds ago?
He bend his upper body lazily into the hallway and checked both sides of the door, then his view wandered down to the floor.
A small package, nicely wrapped into a purple paper laid on his step, a ribbon way to big on top of it, which gave it an overall awkward look.
Within the blink of an eye Kium fetched the tiny gift from the floor and ran down the hallway, down the stairs and still in his sleeping clothes, without any shoes or a quickly grabbed jacket, he pushed the main-door open and stood in the freezing cold, his gaze speeding along the street, also deserted.
Flipping a coin in his mind he chose a direction and sprinted through the snow, leaving little clouds of hot breath in the air as he made his way towards the subway station, chasing after him, determined to catch him.
Just as his naked foot stepped on a page of the last-day's newspaper on one of the subway station's stairs, he realized how irrational this whole action was. Kibum immediately slowed his movement down, but still wanted to check for him next to the tracks.
He wasn't there.
He had to rang the doorbell for at least half an hour before Minho let him in. The other one didn't even asked why his roomy was spending his early morning outside without a proper clothing; he simply opened the door with closed eyes and moved back into his room like a zombie, tumbling against the walls and slurping over the floor with tired feet.
Restless, breathless and freakin' freezing Kibum carefully placed the gift on the kitchen table in order to have his hands free for boiling some water (coffee and a hot-water bottle were urgently needed).
As soon as he felt the human back inside of him, he crouched onto a chair, his feet pressed against the warm plastic of the bottle and sipped from the steaming cup.
He had to stare at the purple awkwardness for some minutes before a shy finger tugged on the ribbon, only for the gravity to join in and letting the whole package canting over to the side.
When Minho started his morning routine (some sit-ups and a nice release in the bathroom) and came into the kitchen for a healthy yet yummy shake, he found Kibum at the table, pieces of purple paper surrounding him and the waterfalls on the working clock.
"So, Jonghyun brought another present, hmh?" he asked as casual as only Minho could remark the happenings.
"... and a card" Kibum answered through his sobbing.
Minho leaned over the mess and whilst blowing a purple piece out of his shake-glass, he glanced at the neatly writing.
'Still ninjaing your ass, baby! JUST THREE MORE MONTH!!! Lovez xxx'
"What was in it?" Minho asked, not mentioning the card and instead nodding towards the small box in Kibum's hands.
"A pearl" the other said and a sweet smile shone through the tears.
"Well, I guess there is a sweet little story to that" Minho commented, but was already busy with preparing his super-muscle-drink.
"Actually I have no idea what the hell he was thinking to gift me a pearl, but... I am happy that he still comes by from time to time to leave me something... just three more month, you know?"
Minho grunted and started the mixer.
Kibum closed his hand tightly around the box and whispered to himself "just three more months..."
Ponylove for the Shawols ~ ♥♥♥
~ Kissez and missez... Yet another exam ahead of me... Aish, it buggz me not to be here for playing more, but in FEBRUARY I have sooo much free time, I will comment without a halt and write write write (meaning: every possible homework will be IGNORED!!)
*prances and dances*
Title: Until They Meet Again
Author: ponyatf
Pairing: JonghyunxKey
Genre: Romance (Double-Drabble)
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: I neither own the boys, nor do I make any money with this story.
Summary: Being apart doesn't always mean not being together.
A/N: Because I can't help to ninja here every now and then, because I miss LJ, because I miss...
Until They Meet Again
The eyes squinted and a curse loose on the lips, Kibum brushed a pile of newspapers with his bare foot away from the door and tried to find the knob half-asleep and goddammit not ready for this morning.
"Whaddayawant?" he hissed into the empty hallway, his voice a notch deeper than usual and his hand busy with scratching the belly under his shirt. Wasn't there a knock just seconds ago?
He bend his upper body lazily into the hallway and checked both sides of the door, then his view wandered down to the floor.
A small package, nicely wrapped into a purple paper laid on his step, a ribbon way to big on top of it, which gave it an overall awkward look.
Within the blink of an eye Kium fetched the tiny gift from the floor and ran down the hallway, down the stairs and still in his sleeping clothes, without any shoes or a quickly grabbed jacket, he pushed the main-door open and stood in the freezing cold, his gaze speeding along the street, also deserted.
Flipping a coin in his mind he chose a direction and sprinted through the snow, leaving little clouds of hot breath in the air as he made his way towards the subway station, chasing after him, determined to catch him.
Just as his naked foot stepped on a page of the last-day's newspaper on one of the subway station's stairs, he realized how irrational this whole action was. Kibum immediately slowed his movement down, but still wanted to check for him next to the tracks.
He wasn't there.
He had to rang the doorbell for at least half an hour before Minho let him in. The other one didn't even asked why his roomy was spending his early morning outside without a proper clothing; he simply opened the door with closed eyes and moved back into his room like a zombie, tumbling against the walls and slurping over the floor with tired feet.
Restless, breathless and freakin' freezing Kibum carefully placed the gift on the kitchen table in order to have his hands free for boiling some water (coffee and a hot-water bottle were urgently needed).
As soon as he felt the human back inside of him, he crouched onto a chair, his feet pressed against the warm plastic of the bottle and sipped from the steaming cup.
He had to stare at the purple awkwardness for some minutes before a shy finger tugged on the ribbon, only for the gravity to join in and letting the whole package canting over to the side.
When Minho started his morning routine (some sit-ups and a nice release in the bathroom) and came into the kitchen for a healthy yet yummy shake, he found Kibum at the table, pieces of purple paper surrounding him and the waterfalls on the working clock.
"So, Jonghyun brought another present, hmh?" he asked as casual as only Minho could remark the happenings.
"... and a card" Kibum answered through his sobbing.
Minho leaned over the mess and whilst blowing a purple piece out of his shake-glass, he glanced at the neatly writing.
'Still ninjaing your ass, baby! JUST THREE MORE MONTH!!! Lovez xxx'
"What was in it?" Minho asked, not mentioning the card and instead nodding towards the small box in Kibum's hands.
"A pearl" the other said and a sweet smile shone through the tears.
"Well, I guess there is a sweet little story to that" Minho commented, but was already busy with preparing his super-muscle-drink.
"Actually I have no idea what the hell he was thinking to gift me a pearl, but... I am happy that he still comes by from time to time to leave me something... just three more month, you know?"
Minho grunted and started the mixer.
Kibum closed his hand tightly around the box and whispered to himself "just three more months..."
Ponylove for the Shawols ~ ♥♥♥
~ Kissez and missez... Yet another exam ahead of me... Aish, it buggz me not to be here for playing more, but in FEBRUARY I have sooo much free time, I will comment without a halt and write write write (meaning: every possible homework will be IGNORED!!)
*prances and dances*