SSS 2014: For leetaemint

Mar 15, 2014 21:25

For: leetaemint
From: Your Secret Santa
Title: Maybe Next Year, Maybe Next Year...
Fandom: SHINee
Pairing: Minho/Key (hinted Key/Woohyun)
Rating: R
Warning: Profanities
A/N: Have a great white day leetaemint, I hope you really like it :) You're prompt reminded me of this beautiful song, and then my mind ran off with itself.



Minho never really knew what was coming next, all he knew was that he was essentially a trophy husband to his partner. He knew that Kibum would never say it out loud but that was what he was. He was never going to be the breadwinner, he'd accepted that. At first it had been hard because of how competitive he was, but he loved Kibum more than life itself and he would have done anything just to have been with the man, even if that meant swallowing his pride and letting himself become a trophy husband. Now that wasn't to say that Minho didn't work, because he did - there was no way he was going to let Kibum do all the work. Minho hated the idea that he would be inferior in other's eyes to his husband. Maybe his husband would listen to when people said that about him and begin to look down on him. He knew that was stupid but he couldn't help thinking that way. He was scared that Kibum would realise that he could get anything, have anyone that he wanted. Minho was nothing special, he'd been Kibum's boyfriend all through high school but at the same time maybe Kibum had become too good for him. Minho smiled as he arranged their wedding photo that was hung up, he smiled at it. They'd been so happy that day, Kibum had recently had a big promotion and they were able to afford a nice honeymoon. They were able to do what Kibum had always dreamed of and Minho was glad of that.

Kibum had become a huge name in the engineering world, advising world leaders of ways to improve the efficiency of energy creation. Minho was so proud of his husband while he just worked as a sports teacher in a local school. He liked his job, he liked the kids and he liked helping to shape the future of the world, maybe he was teaching someone who would be as good for the world as Kibum. He didn't know what the future would turn these kids into but he could always hope. He felt a pair of arms loop around him and then a head rest against his back. Minho laughed a little, he'd missed Kibum coming through the door, too lost in his own thoughts. He smiled turning to kiss Kibum softly on the lips. "Go change into your rest wear, I'll finish dinner ok?" He laughed a little. He went to finish cooking, before serving it up at their dinner table, which was picked out by Kibum and was far too large for just a couple. Minho was sure when Kibum bought it he had meant it as a hint that he wanted children, but Minho had never really taken to the idea. He didn't know how it work, how one of them could be happy to see a child that genetically belonged to the other. That and he knew he'd be doing all the work to look after the child as Kibum was always working. Kibum was tired so they ate in silence and then Minho took the plates and put them in the dishwasher as Kibum moved to sit on the sofa, turning on the tv and putting some mindless drama on that Kibum was currently addicted to - as he often went through phases of addiction when it came to dramas.

Minho walked over and moved Kibum's legs putting them on his lap and pulling the other close to him. Kibum looked at him and then looked down "Minho." he said softly, moving a little to kiss his husband gently. "Our adoption papers went through today... We have a little girl, if you want her." Kibum said softly, kissing Minho's cheek gently, he wanted this child and Kibum generally got what he wanted.

"When do we pick her up?" Minho said quietly, he didn't really have a choice in this, Kibum would get a child if he wanted one. He would wear Minho down and Minho had learnt that it was easier not to resist the other.

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*One Year Later *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Minho was sat with their one year old daughter (who Kibum had named Jeongyeo) playing with her and her toys waiting for Kibum to get home. They'd both settled into parenthood easily and Minho felt that they made a good team. Kibum came home and they went through their usual routine, eating and then putting Jeongyeo down to sleep. Once she was asleep they sat in the lounge watching TV. This time Kibum crawled over so he was straddling Minho's hips. He closed the gap and gently kissed him. "Baby." he said softly, kissing Minho's cheek gently. "I got told I'm being stationed in Europe for a bit." Kibum said softly, he felt Minho tense, Kibum lent back and looked at his husband. "You can't... come." he said quietly, "I want Jeongyeo to stay here, and I want her to stay with at least one of her daddies."

Minho looked at Kibum and then looked away from his husband. "I thought you said you'd stop taking postings in other countries while we were raising Jeongyeo."

"It's not that simple baby." Kibum said quietly. "I'm needed and I can't fix this problem over conference and I don't want to move our daughter around. You think I don't want her with me? I want her in my arms all day everyday but I have to work." Minho refused to look at Kibum. "This is good for us, it's a lot of money for Jeongyeo's college fund." Minho sighed that was his crux, he was so determined to have enough savings for his daughters college and right now Kibum was using it against him.

"I'm going to miss you." Minho said quietly, turning to kiss Kibum on the lips, Kibum just smiled at him.

"Hey, we've done this before, and you're really good on the phone." Kibum purred, kissing against Minho's cheek.

"We were younger when that happened." Minho said quietly. Minho shook his head a little. "I can't believe you're doing this to our family. You're the one that wanted a child." Minho knew he'd said the wrong thing. Kibum stood up and gave him a disgusted look, Minho moved to grab his hand and Kibum shook him off. Minho sighed as Kibum went to their room and slammed the door. Minho sighed standing up and walked over knocking on the door and quietly saying "Kibum, please talk to me. I'm sorry you know I didn't mean that in any way. I just... I can't believe you're leaving me again. I thought last time was the last time you were going to leave especially now we have Jeongyeo. I thought we were going to be settled from now on."

"I can't believe you'd say that about our daughter. You wanted her. You know you did. Or we had a baby for all the wrong reasons and I'm so fucking pissed with you." Kibum glared at Minho. "You're sleeping on the couch until I decide." Kibum said venomously. Minho sighed and rolled his eyes. Kibum always did this when they fought, Minho always ended up sleeping on the couch.

This time however, it was until the night before Kibum left that Minho had to sleep on the couch. Minho was glad that he got to spend Kibum's last night lying next to him, gently stroking his side. He knew how much he was going to miss the other but he knew that tonight was not the night to bring it up. He was just supposed to savour the moment to accept that it was inevitable, nothing was going to stop Kibum from leaving. Kibum had to work and there was nothing he could do. He knew that he was going to have to look after their daughter and then wait for him to come home - he didn't exactly have another option.

In the morning he woke to find Kibum dressing Jeongyeo to get ready to go to the airport. It was somewhat silent in the car ride to the airport. They hadn't told Jeongyeo that Kibum wasn't coming back for a while - as it was hard to explain these kinds of things before. Minho sighed a little when they got out of the car and walked through the terminal. Minho raised his eyebrow when he saw Woohyun in the airport with his suitcase. "You didn't tell me you were going with him." Minho said quietly.

"You didn't ask." Kibum said quietly, "I'm married to you, and we have a daughter. He was just a one night stand once, because I was pissed off at you."

"You're pissed off at me now."

"It's different Minho, that was when we were only just starting our life together and you were a complete wanker to me." Kibum sighed a little and then smiled when Woohyun came over introducing him to Jeongyeo before saying his goodbyes and going through security.

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*One Year Later *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Minho felt like his world was slowly going to fall apart. He was getting less and less calls from Kibum, and he was getting to the point where he was considering the D word. He was seeing more photos on Kibum's SNS of him with Woohyun and Minho felt his jealousy boil all the more with each photo. He was running out of ways to cope. He didn't know what to do. He loved his husband, but he couldn't cope with being apart from him - which was causing them to fight.

Minho had stopped sleeping on Kibum's side of the bed as it no longer smelt of his husband, he spent all of his free time with their daughter. He felt like a single parent and was worried that when/if Kibum came home his daughter wouldn't recognise him. He was scared out of his mind that his daughter wouldn't love her other daddy but there was nothing he could do about that. Kibum didn't want Jeongyeo to be taken out of Korea yet, as he believed that during her formative years she should stay in the same country to not get confused.

Minho understood but he also didn't understand how Kibum could be away from his daughter. He didn't know how Kibum could miss out on the most amazing things that Minho got to witness as their daughter grew up. He pressed the call, and sighed when it went to voicemail. "Fuck it Kibum, this is the 12th time I've called you and it's gone to voice mail just fucking end it. Or are you just too busy fucking him?" Minho said before slamming the phone down.

Minho never got a call back. Weeks went by. Months went by with no phone call. Minho began to doubt his husband... Was he even married anymore? He wondered if Key really had slept with someone else or whether he was just being crazy. He sighed when he woke up on his birthday morning to the sound of his daughter having a nightmare. He didn't know what he was hoping for other than he wanted a call from Kibum.

He didn't get the call.

There was a knock on the door and he opened it to see Kibum standing there, looking at him. "I couldn't call you back because you were so angry. and I was hurt by what you said." Minho just looked at Kibum. "There was never anyone else Minho and I know you know that deep down. I love you baby. I know I did wrong but please forgive me."

Minho looked at Kibum and tried not to cry, he was frustrated with him, but he nodded. Minho didn't even know what to say, or what to think, he wanted his husband and he never wanted this fighting situation to ever happen again. He couldn't just let Kibum back in but then at the same time he couldn't just throw him out he needed some confirmation for him to feel comfortable with his husband again. "How long are you staying?" he said quietly, afraid of the answer

"For Good."

*2013, pairing: minho/key, rating: r

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