what a tease [oneshot]
Title: what a tease
Author: salted_taiyaki
Pairing(s): Jonghyun x Key
Genre: Romance, humor
Rating: PG-13, nothing bad
Disclaimer: I don't own the SHINee members. Sometimes, I get dejected by the thought.
Summary: Sometimes, even though he puts so much effort into his plans, Jonghyun just can't get laid.
A/N: Actually my second drabble I had written, right before "ham and cheese"... ha ha oh lordie, I must have been really bored at 12 AM or so when writing this. Well, no matter. It's nothing new, just something fun.
"Oh, don't ignore me like that." A distressed Jonghyun threw his arms open wide, mouth gaping and eyes closed. He sat there on the edge of Jinki's bed, legs crossed Indian-style. Jonghyun was waiting for something, was wanting something, and damn it, he needed it now.
Kibum stared at him through the mirror's reflection, not bothering to turn around to face the real, desperate thing. "Jjong, I'm tired." He inhaled quickly, blowing up his cheeks, and he continued on with fixing up his hair with his fingers. Going to sleep while looking like a beauty and maintaining that charm was a requirement to be filled in his day-to-day life. Sometimes, it didn't go so well when he was caught up in other things with a certain other person, but then again, he's really not complaining, because that was just as fun.
Jonghyun shuffled his feet, pajama pants dragging along the floor, and he reached out to grab Kibum from behind when suddenly his prey had fled in a flash; the springs of Jinki's bed resounded loudly in the rather empty room and Jonghyun was surprised - or was he amused? - to see Kibum spread out on his own bed, one leg dangling from the edge, swinging cutely.
"Don't make me come get you." Kibum picked his head up from Jonghyun's pillow and raised a brow at him, a corner of his lip twitching upwards, as if it were to say, Well, I'm waiting. He propped his arms up and rested his head in his palms.
"How tacky." Jonghyun snorted and took giant steps towards the bunk bed and slung both arms over the wooden frame, spindly fingers reaching out for a certain something that he assumed was lonely on his big, wide bed. He heard Kibum giggle and soon the crumpling of bedsheets accompanied Jonghyun's quiet grunts of frustration. What was he, four?
"Mm, gotta try harder than that, lover boy," Kibum teased, and Jonghyun's eyes darted across the bedroom, landing on the Kibum who seemed to be - sparkling? - shaking his hips at him on the middle bed.
Oh, Jonghyun thought, he's gonna get it.
Jonghyun spent the next two minutes of his life grasping desperately at the fleeting beauty that was so close, yet so evasive and being so bitchy, and by the end of it all, both Kibum and him were panting, a crooked smile plastered on one while eyebrows were knit together on the other. Jonghyun hated when Kibum played hard to get.
"I thought you were tired," he breathed out rather harshly, hands on his hips. Kibum smiled wickedly again, those eyes crinkling ever so slightly.
"A little exercise before bed," Kibum reasoned, "can't hurt." Jonghyun threw his arms up in exasperation and exclaimed, "Exactly! Now get over here."
Kibum tugged at his necklace playfully and was just about to do his taunting hammer dance when Jonghyun flew across the room like he did so often during his Replay performances and caught one of Kibum's legs. He pulled Kibum down until he was towering over him on all fours, blond hair falling over his eyes as he touched foreheads with Kibum. The younger boy chuckled and didn't refuse this time. Jonghyun began to rake his fingers through Kibum's soft hair and their eyes met like they had when they were playing that game of tag, anxious and anticipating, except there was a different feel behind it all, with that hazy look in Jonghyun's eyes sending shivers down Kibum's spine.
A hand was just under Kibum's shirt when the door clicked open and a gust of wind breezed through, hitting the two and causing both of them to freeze. The freshening air wasn't what made them stop in their tracks, though.
"W-What is-" Jinki stammered, eyes as wide as they could possibly get - which, really, wasn't all that large - and then he proceeded to back-step into the door frame, hands shooting up to cover his eyes. "At least not on my bed!"
The two, still entangled in each others' limbs, picked up what Jinki was stammering underneath his hands and then finally the fluffy blanket underneath them felt a bit unusual.
"Whoops," one of them muttered, but Jinki didn't really care, he just wanted out. He heard a distressed cry of "Why the hell is this happening to me?" from the room as he quickly slammed the door behind him, and Jinki muttered under his breath, "That's what I should be saying."
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Not all too original, but the idea of Onew walking in on them always gets me every time. He's just so...tease-able?
Author: salted_taiyaki
Pairing(s): Jonghyun x Key
Genre: Romance, humor
Rating: PG-13, nothing bad
Disclaimer: I don't own the SHINee members. Sometimes, I get dejected by the thought.
Summary: Sometimes, even though he puts so much effort into his plans, Jonghyun just can't get laid.
A/N: Actually my second drabble I had written, right before "ham and cheese"... ha ha oh lordie, I must have been really bored at 12 AM or so when writing this. Well, no matter. It's nothing new, just something fun.
"Oh, don't ignore me like that." A distressed Jonghyun threw his arms open wide, mouth gaping and eyes closed. He sat there on the edge of Jinki's bed, legs crossed Indian-style. Jonghyun was waiting for something, was wanting something, and damn it, he needed it now.
Kibum stared at him through the mirror's reflection, not bothering to turn around to face the real, desperate thing. "Jjong, I'm tired." He inhaled quickly, blowing up his cheeks, and he continued on with fixing up his hair with his fingers. Going to sleep while looking like a beauty and maintaining that charm was a requirement to be filled in his day-to-day life. Sometimes, it didn't go so well when he was caught up in other things with a certain other person, but then again, he's really not complaining, because that was just as fun.
Jonghyun shuffled his feet, pajama pants dragging along the floor, and he reached out to grab Kibum from behind when suddenly his prey had fled in a flash; the springs of Jinki's bed resounded loudly in the rather empty room and Jonghyun was surprised - or was he amused? - to see Kibum spread out on his own bed, one leg dangling from the edge, swinging cutely.
"Don't make me come get you." Kibum picked his head up from Jonghyun's pillow and raised a brow at him, a corner of his lip twitching upwards, as if it were to say, Well, I'm waiting. He propped his arms up and rested his head in his palms.
"How tacky." Jonghyun snorted and took giant steps towards the bunk bed and slung both arms over the wooden frame, spindly fingers reaching out for a certain something that he assumed was lonely on his big, wide bed. He heard Kibum giggle and soon the crumpling of bedsheets accompanied Jonghyun's quiet grunts of frustration. What was he, four?
"Mm, gotta try harder than that, lover boy," Kibum teased, and Jonghyun's eyes darted across the bedroom, landing on the Kibum who seemed to be - sparkling? - shaking his hips at him on the middle bed.
Oh, Jonghyun thought, he's gonna get it.
Jonghyun spent the next two minutes of his life grasping desperately at the fleeting beauty that was so close, yet so evasive and being so bitchy, and by the end of it all, both Kibum and him were panting, a crooked smile plastered on one while eyebrows were knit together on the other. Jonghyun hated when Kibum played hard to get.
"I thought you were tired," he breathed out rather harshly, hands on his hips. Kibum smiled wickedly again, those eyes crinkling ever so slightly.
"A little exercise before bed," Kibum reasoned, "can't hurt." Jonghyun threw his arms up in exasperation and exclaimed, "Exactly! Now get over here."
Kibum tugged at his necklace playfully and was just about to do his taunting hammer dance when Jonghyun flew across the room like he did so often during his Replay performances and caught one of Kibum's legs. He pulled Kibum down until he was towering over him on all fours, blond hair falling over his eyes as he touched foreheads with Kibum. The younger boy chuckled and didn't refuse this time. Jonghyun began to rake his fingers through Kibum's soft hair and their eyes met like they had when they were playing that game of tag, anxious and anticipating, except there was a different feel behind it all, with that hazy look in Jonghyun's eyes sending shivers down Kibum's spine.
A hand was just under Kibum's shirt when the door clicked open and a gust of wind breezed through, hitting the two and causing both of them to freeze. The freshening air wasn't what made them stop in their tracks, though.
"W-What is-" Jinki stammered, eyes as wide as they could possibly get - which, really, wasn't all that large - and then he proceeded to back-step into the door frame, hands shooting up to cover his eyes. "At least not on my bed!"
The two, still entangled in each others' limbs, picked up what Jinki was stammering underneath his hands and then finally the fluffy blanket underneath them felt a bit unusual.
"Whoops," one of them muttered, but Jinki didn't really care, he just wanted out. He heard a distressed cry of "Why the hell is this happening to me?" from the room as he quickly slammed the door behind him, and Jinki muttered under his breath, "That's what I should be saying."
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Not all too original, but the idea of Onew walking in on them always gets me every time. He's just so...tease-able?