[FIC] The Kim Kibum Manual - Park Hyeongseop/Key (PG)
Summary:Key and his model friend Park Hyeongseop, the model getting through obstacles like Key's fellow members.
A/N: This is probably weird but I've been having certain thoughts about the model who kept on posting photos of him and Key, his name is Park Hyeongseop. I've always had a feeling that he is either Key's boy toy or he is really into Key. Cause he mentions a lot of shinee (especially) here on his twitter. With all my wacky imaginations, Key dating a male model would totally work too, seeing that he is so much into the creative industry and is into perfection. I do not know if I will keep on writing this, but I think it'll be quite fun to write so -- I'll just keep writing on this space! And if you're wondering, here is one of his photos with Key (the dude is the one on the left).
Hyeongseop didn’t think trying to approach (read: hit on) the singer, rapper, dancer, member of SHINee, flawless faced, beautiful, pretty, handsome, fashionable, lean bodied, Kim Kibum would be this hard. He figured that there would some consequences and some unexpected turn of events (probably him having to compete with other models, designers and singers in order to get Kibum’s heart), but Hyeongseop brushed those thoughts away. What would be the worst thing to happen anyway?
Finally, through a throng of acquaintances, friends of acquaintances, designers, friends of designers, hair stylists, friends of hairstylists, he finally got Kibum’s number.
“Oh, I saw your spread on W!” was the first thing Kibum said on the phone.
Hyeongseop responded with a mere shrug. I have to keep calm and collected, he said to himself.
So here he was in front of an apartment complex in Apgujeoung, supposedly where Kibum and his fellow members live.
Ding.
“Who are you?” A voice from behind the door.
“I’m Park Hyeongseop, Kibum’s friend.”
“Kibum you said?” A rather muscly man, way shorter than Hyeongseop himself, opened the door.
“Uh yeah… Hi Kim Jonghyun?”
“I’m not sure that you’re Kibum’s friend-“
“What?” What the hell is this dude thinking, for sure I am Key’s friend why doesn’t this guy recognize me.
“Minho can you guard the door please there’s this dude saying that he’s Key’s friend!”
Jonghyun ran back inside and now a taller male, still muscly, guarded the door.
“I’m sorry for Jonghyun hyung there, he’s rather difficult sometimes-“
“It’s okay.” Common sense finally.
“But yeah, I do not recognize you at all.”
Fuck you.
“Hyeongseop! I’m sorry for these two doofus.”
All negative thoughts were gone after seeing Kibum all sharply dressed in a black blazer, a simple white v-neck (Cheap Monday, his favorite brand, noted), black jeans, a beanie, and a pair of glasses. Not his best look, but this is perfect, at least for Hyeongseop.
“It’s alright.”
“Jonghyun Hyung, Minho, this is Park Hyeongseop, my friend, he’s a model, he’s also from Daegu so please be nice to him. I’m just going to be out for a while okay. Goodnight.”
“Ok then missy.” Minho responded with his arms folded.
“Bye Hyeongsep!!!” Jonghyun yelled.
I am Hyeongseop goddamnit.
“Hyeongseo-“
“Ok Hyeongsep goodnight!” Minho shut the door.
Fuck it.
“Ignore them, where’s your car?”
A/N: This is probably weird but I've been having certain thoughts about the model who kept on posting photos of him and Key, his name is Park Hyeongseop. I've always had a feeling that he is either Key's boy toy or he is really into Key. Cause he mentions a lot of shinee (especially) here on his twitter. With all my wacky imaginations, Key dating a male model would totally work too, seeing that he is so much into the creative industry and is into perfection. I do not know if I will keep on writing this, but I think it'll be quite fun to write so -- I'll just keep writing on this space! And if you're wondering, here is one of his photos with Key (the dude is the one on the left).
Hyeongseop didn’t think trying to approach (read: hit on) the singer, rapper, dancer, member of SHINee, flawless faced, beautiful, pretty, handsome, fashionable, lean bodied, Kim Kibum would be this hard. He figured that there would some consequences and some unexpected turn of events (probably him having to compete with other models, designers and singers in order to get Kibum’s heart), but Hyeongseop brushed those thoughts away. What would be the worst thing to happen anyway?
Finally, through a throng of acquaintances, friends of acquaintances, designers, friends of designers, hair stylists, friends of hairstylists, he finally got Kibum’s number.
“Oh, I saw your spread on W!” was the first thing Kibum said on the phone.
Hyeongseop responded with a mere shrug. I have to keep calm and collected, he said to himself.
So here he was in front of an apartment complex in Apgujeoung, supposedly where Kibum and his fellow members live.
Ding.
“Who are you?” A voice from behind the door.
“I’m Park Hyeongseop, Kibum’s friend.”
“Kibum you said?” A rather muscly man, way shorter than Hyeongseop himself, opened the door.
“Uh yeah… Hi Kim Jonghyun?”
“I’m not sure that you’re Kibum’s friend-“
“What?” What the hell is this dude thinking, for sure I am Key’s friend why doesn’t this guy recognize me.
“Minho can you guard the door please there’s this dude saying that he’s Key’s friend!”
Jonghyun ran back inside and now a taller male, still muscly, guarded the door.
“I’m sorry for Jonghyun hyung there, he’s rather difficult sometimes-“
“It’s okay.” Common sense finally.
“But yeah, I do not recognize you at all.”
Fuck you.
“Hyeongseop! I’m sorry for these two doofus.”
All negative thoughts were gone after seeing Kibum all sharply dressed in a black blazer, a simple white v-neck (Cheap Monday, his favorite brand, noted), black jeans, a beanie, and a pair of glasses. Not his best look, but this is perfect, at least for Hyeongseop.
“It’s alright.”
“Jonghyun Hyung, Minho, this is Park Hyeongseop, my friend, he’s a model, he’s also from Daegu so please be nice to him. I’m just going to be out for a while okay. Goodnight.”
“Ok then missy.” Minho responded with his arms folded.
“Bye Hyeongsep!!!” Jonghyun yelled.
I am Hyeongseop goddamnit.
“Hyeongseo-“
“Ok Hyeongsep goodnight!” Minho shut the door.
Fuck it.
“Ignore them, where’s your car?”