Remember Me!?! Chapter 27: Kiss

[shinetae]

Remember Me!?!
Chapter 26: Kiss
Couple: JongKey/MinKey
Genre: Romance, Triangle, Drama, Angst, Fluff,
Rated: PG13
Disclaimer: I do not own any bands/groups and/or their songs that I mention in this fanfiction. Songs belong to rightful owners, Idol’s images belong to their companies, and Idols themselves are not owned by anyone. The plot is my making, but I do not claim ownership over names/characters. *All songs used belong to their rightful owners, performers, and labeling companies. No copyright intended.
Summary: The gentleness of soft and loving lips placed upon one's cheek, taunting the mind over and over, while it is forbidden.
A/N:...Remember Me~? I'm back! Finally. God, I'm so sorry I'm so late!


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Jonghyun held his breath as he continued to stare down at his shadows growing under the streetlights, shining onto the wet cement. The slowly moving darkness of three bodies blocking the reflection of streetlamps on the wet ground, making their way along the road, too tired to try to deal with the fuss of the metro. He never thought he would be like this again, walking in the late of night-looking at Kibum’s perfect and beautiful smiling face as the younger one ran ahead of him just long enough to run and jump onto a small stone wall and then walk along it, blabbing on about how he loved nighttime towards winter most, and of all other things under the sun. He had never thought he would see Kibum’s careless face again, laughing loudly and talking nonstop-and he never would have expected that the one who lent his hand up to help Kibum back down to the ground after he had walked the entire length of the stone wall….to be Minho.

Kibum giggled happily as he took Minho’s hand and leaped down from the wall he was walking on, before scampering back to his place between the two of them. For the first time in four years he could finally smile with his full heart and wipe his cares from his mind, even just for the little amount of time that it took to walk just around two miles back to the dorms from where Jonghyun’s gig had been. For once he could just smile fully and walk between the two people in the world that he cared most about, not forgetting to grab onto Jonghyun’s arm and hang on him in order to remind himself of the closeness. For some reason, something as trivial and small as just walking home with Jonghyun was the most wonderful thing to him. If Jonghyun really didn’t want to be anywhere near him, he could have left at any time. He could have taken the metro and left Kibum to be alone with Minho. But, for whatever reason that compelled Jonghyun to stay with them, he had stayed, and Kibum was allowed to walk beside him again, feeling as if-if just for that night-he could pretend that things were slowly becoming as they were before. His heart felt light, and he shook Jonghyun’s arm around as he continued going on and on about what a good singer he was at his gig, before glancing back at Minho, who had barely said a word since they started walking together with Jonghyun.

Minho stopped staring at his shoes upon feeling Kibum’s gaze on him again, and showed him a soft smile as their eyes met each other’s, trying to show him how happy he was for him that he was able to walk comfortably next to Jonghyun’s side again. However…he couldn’t help it. The sharp ache in his heart as he watched Kibum happily alongside the one he loved still remained, even as he wondered why Kibum was giving him any attention at all. Seeing Jonghyun and Kibum together like this again…he began to wonder if Kibum would rather him walk faster than the other two and leave them to be alone. He could tell Jonghyun was hiding and concealing his emotions from them, he could see the way that he would fight down the little smile that poked at his lips as Kibum ran and jumped and sang happily like the still innocent child he had hidden under all his diva acts. He had seen it in Jonghyun’s eyes when he looked up in surprise in the middle of his performance when he suddenly saw Kibum in the audience watching him and cheering him on during his gig. That night Jonghyun’s true feelings for Kibum had become more obvious that ever before, and he even slipped up majorly when he was in the middle of performing and the too-beautiful-for-his-own-good Kibum began dancing along to whatever song he was singing, catching the eye of pretty much everyone in the club that Jonghyun was performing in, causing for a few brave guys to approach him.

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Minho stayed silent as he stood in the back of the crowd that had gathered around to listen to Jonghyun singing, keeping an eye on Kibum was he continued to dance to the beats of the song that Jonghyun was singing too. There was a reason why Minho had pretty much forbade Kibum from going to clubs, let alone without him. Kibum was just too pretty and caught people’s eye when he danced, thus Minho had to always keep a eye on him and make sure that no one got too close. However, as soon as Minho reminded himself of that, he suddenly glanced back up and saw some brave guy approaching Kibum confidently. Minho shot flames at the man as he moved from his spot and immediately began to quickly work his way through the crowd to reach him before the guy got any closer to him.

However, as Minho still made his way to him, Kibum was suddenly stopped from his dance, and took his eyes off of Jonghyun for the first time since he entered the club when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder and a guy slipping up close to him.

“Hey. You’re a really good dancer. How come I’ve never seen you around here before? Are you here alone?” The guy asked slimily, as he slipped closer to Kibum, causing for the diva to scoff and glare at him with annoyance.

“No, I’m not alone. Now stop talking to me, I want to hear the amazing artist sing, not your annoying and gross voice in my ear. Leave me alone.” Kibum snapped, his courageous diva side handling the pesky nuisance on his own.

However, to Kibum’s displeasure, the man only laughed fondly at the diva’s act, and continued to stand close to him. “Ha ha ha, you’re feisty. But hey, don’t be so harsh, I just wanted to talk to you. You’re really beautiful, you know? You’ve caught everyone’s eye, haven’t you noticed?” He asked quietly, still standing close to Kibum, hand touching his shoulder, causing for Kibum to flinch uneasily.

But, just as well as everyone else’s eyes were caught and stuck on Kibum, the unintentionally protective eyes of Kim Jonghyun were watching him closely too, and such actions were immediately noticed, causing for the singer to have move his mouth from the microphone and growl quietly. There was NO way he would allow such a slime-ball to get anywhere NEAR Kibum like that. It was disgusting enough for Minho to be near him, and he at least knew who Minho was well enough. But what could he do? He was forced to keep his eyes fixed on the two in front of him and continue to utter out the words as not to get himself fired for stopping in the middle of singing a song. “I just have to say to you….” He continued to sing uneasily as he kept his eyes glued on Kibum and the stupid slime behind him. “…th-that you can’t…” Suddenly, as he saw the man’s hand fall onto Kibum’s waist, and Kibum look up quickly with a scared surprised expression in his face, he couldn’t hide it anymore and screamed at the top of his lungs “DON’T TOUCH HIM!!!”, causing for almost everyone to look up at him with surprise, including Kibum and the disgusting man who was trying to touch him.

Jonghyun’s eyes grew big when he realized that he had screamed out, but didn’t leave Kibum once as he quickly tried to cover up what he had done. “…th-the way that you used to touch me…” He tried, trying to compose as quickly as possible a lead back into the chorus of the song he was singing previously, even though he didn’t spare much of his brain to it, for he was too distracted with making sure that Kibum was out of reach of the disgusting man next to him.

Kibum didn’t look away from Jonghyun once, even as Minho finally reached him and pushed the man away from him, standing close behind him to keep him away from the slime that was still wanting to get close to him again, and was now glaring daggers at Minho. Jonghyun continued on with the song, but didn’t focus at all on the words as he continued to stare at Minho protecting Kibum the way that he used to protect him, even at their sucky high school dances.

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Jonghyun swore to himself as he walked alongside Kibum up the stairs leading to their dorms that the only reason why he had decided to stay with him and Minho on the walk back was because he still felt worried about some weird guy trying to get at Kibum again, and not for any other reason. He swore that it was for the reason that he wanted Kibum to obediently go to bed without a fuss that as Minho unlocked their dorm’s door and as Kibum hugged him close and told him goodnight, he allowed only one of his arms to wrap around the younger’s back and press him close for just a second.

Minho held his breath as he couldn’t help but watch the way Kibum smiled so brightly as he turned back to Jonghyun and hugged him tightly, telling him goodnight and how happy he was to spend time with him, how he was going to see him the next morning before school, how he hoped he slept well, how he left dinner for him in the fridge that morning….how he loved him. He couldn’t help it…the moment he saw Jonghyun’s strong arm wrapping itself around Kibum’s thin shoulder width, and the way Jonghyun allowed for his chin to be pressed against Kibum’s shoulder, he could no longer watch and quietly slipped into the dorm, leaving the two alone again. He didn’t want to see it. Didn’t want to see himself falling out of Kibum’s life in front of his eyes…he couldn’t do it. He didn’t have the strength to deal with the slow progress Kibum was making every day, because he knew that sooner or later, the other arm would wrap around his shoulders, then his waist, then their lips would find each other again-Jonghyun’s lips caressing Kibum’s beautiful and kissable lips-and before long there would be a time where Kibum wouldn’t have to hug Jonghyun goodbye. Before long Kibum would no longer have to lay in his arms at night for comfort, because the one he dreams about would be at his side again. Sooner or later, Minho would have to watch from the sidelines as he had for all his high-school years. Sooner or later, Minho would only be a friend that Kibum saw on the weekends and nothing more. He couldn’t stand to see it in the process. All he wanted was to pretend that he could spend forever protecting Kibum, even if it was ignoring reality. It was just something that he had to do.

Kibum had noticed that Minho had gone into the dorm without him, but didn’t think about it for too long. Maybe Minho was just tired from walking back to the dorms after being at the club until late so Jonghyun could finish packing up and get paid. Anyway, he’d talk to him before bed that night. Until then, he only hugged Jonghyun closer, feeling at ease in his embrace.

Jonghyun sighed as he allowed Kibum to press him close one more time, before patting his shoulder blade and signing for him to let go. Kibum seemed to pout a little as he agreed to let him go, before glancing back at him with his soft and beautiful smile, the way he had so many times before when they were forced to say goodnight to each other when Jonghyun had walked Kibum home after a date, or when Jonghyun was forced to sneak out of Kibum’s window late at night before Kibum’s parents woke to find him with their son again, before putting his hand on Jonghyun’s cheek, causing for the latter to swallow nervously and stare at him with eyes that read “don’t push it”, only getting a soft laugh from the younger as he brushed his thumb over his cheekbone before turning back towards his door.

“Goodnight, Jonggie. Can I trust that you’ll still be here when I wake up tomorrow? I hope to see you tomorrow morning. Please sleep well, Yeobo. I love you.” Kibum said quietly, as he moved from standing in front of Jonghyun, and placed his hand on the doorknob as he waited for Jonghyun’s response.

Jonghyun half smiled before nodding slowly. “Mn. I’m not going anywhere. Maybe even tomorrow you can knock before coming into our dorm?” He asked almost sarcastically, already knowing that the next morning he would wake to find Kibum in his dorm, either going through his stuff, making some sort of food in his kitchen, or sitting on his bed next to him. That’s how it had been for a week already, surely it would continue on.

Kibum laughed quietly before turning the doorknob and pushing the door open a little bit, but didn’t take his eyes off of the older boy. “Hmn…maybe. I can’t make any promises. I like seeing you sleeping more anyway-you can’t ruin your cuteness and sentimental value by talking and spouting rubbish like when you’re awake, when you’re sleeping quietly.” He joked, after a moment.

Jonghyun glared at him for a moment before finally smiling and pushing against his shoulders, shoving the younger into his dorm impatiently. “Aish, you’re the one who talks too much! Hurry up and go in already, I’m tired and want to go to bed! Hurry up, it’s already late. Go get your beauty sleep or whatever!” He snapped quickly, as he continued to shove Kibum into the dorm room ruthlessly.

Kibum laughed as he was shoved towards his room, but clung onto the doorframe and prevented himself from getting shoved inside, just to be more of a nuisance to Jonghyun, causing for the latter to growl playfully and push harder against his back until his muscles won against Kibum’s thin arms clinging onto the doorframe. “Yahhhh, you’re such a pain!! Go in already! Hurry up!! Ki-Kibummie, aigo, let go already! I’m tired!” Jonghyun complained as he continued to push against Kibum’s back as the younger braced himself against the frame again.

However, as the words of Jonghyun’s complaints came from Jonghyun’s mouth, Kibum suddenly stopped fighting and just glanced over his shoulder at him, a giant smile on his face as he looked at him. Jonghyun stopped completely and blinked a few times as he pondered about the reason behind such a smile appearing on Kibum’s face, suddenly starting to feel a little nervous about it.

“E-eh…wh-what? Wh-why are you smiling like that? Wh-what are you planning?” Jonghyun asked nervously after a moment, backing up a little bit as he continued to stare at the huge smile on Kibum’s face with nervous eyes.

Kibum smiled all the wider as he looked at Jonghyun again, finally allowing a quiet giggle to come from his lips, as he quickly latched onto Jonghyun’s waist with a tight hug. “You called me Kibummie. I never thought that I would hear you call me that again….I haven’t heard you call me that since you were like, four! I really missed it…” He sang happily, after a moment.

Jonghyun froze as he heard the words and suddenly remembered such a nickname coming out of his mouth. He hadn’t meant to call Kibum that. Not at all. It just slipped out so easily as he played with him and complained to him again, that it didn’t even cross Jonghyun’s mind that he had called Kibum the childhood nickname he had always used when they were growing up together. As he realized it, he quickly looked back at Kibum with big eyes.

“Y-yah!! I-it didn’t mean anything! I-I didn’t mean to!” Jonghyun stuttered out quickly, but it was too late, as Kibum was already smiling with a larger-than-life smile and before he knew it, he had Kibum’s first three fingers under his chin, pushing it up, and the soft feeling of Kibum’s pink lips were pressed against his left cheek.

“Goodnight, my precious Jonggie. I’ll see you in the morning. I love you.” Kibum whispered as he forced himself to part his lips from Jonghyun’s soft skin after just a few moments of the wonderful feeling of kissing him on the cheek again after so long.

Jonghyun’s eyes snapped open until they were as wide as eyes could possibly get without exploding, and his entire face shifted a shade more towards pink as Kibum moved his lips away from his cheek, tickling his face with his soft breath as he backed away again. His mouth immediately was sealed shut, and he could not move, causing for Kibum to giggle at the sight of him. Jonghyun couldn’t even swallow and just stayed as still as he could before suddenly realizing what happened, and jumped into the air, letting out a surprised shriek.

“YAHH!!! TOO FAR, KIBUM! WAY TOO FAR!” Jonghyun screamed loudly, as he continued leaping around, flailing his arms around like crazy person, as Kibum quickly took the time that Jonghyun was in shock to slip into his dorm and close the door behind him before Jonghyun could really start freaking out, and start scolding him again, only to hear shouts of “KIBUM! YAH! KIM KIBUM! Y-Y-YOU BRAT! Y-YOU! K-KIBUM! YAAAAH!!!” from outside of the door as he leaned against it and silently giggled to himself, continuing to touch his lips as the tingle of Jonghyun’s skin remained on them.

However, even as Kibum giggled with pure happiness as he continued to hear his love’s shouts and scolds outside the door, and rubbed his lips lightly with the beautifully painful remembrance of the time where he would always kiss Jonghyun goodnight, two eyes fell down from the sight of the couple, and their owner quickly had to push himself away in order to stop Kibum from seeing the tears that had suddenly pushed their way up, hiding himself in the bathroom and immediately turning the sink on full-blast so the older of the two could not hear his crying.

Kibum stopped himself from smiling and laughing at Jonghyun as he suddenly saw Minho push his way through the darkness as quickly as anyone could, and rush into the bathroom before shutting the door behind him with a quiet slam. His smile immediately fell off of his face and he slowly leaned his head forwards a little to look closer at the slammed shut bathroom door.

“Mi…Minho-yah?” Kibum thought slowly, as he ignored the shouts of Jonghyun saying that he was leaving, and kept his eyes glued on the bathroom door. Why would Minho have slammed the door like that all of a sudden? Did he have a stomach ache or something? Kibum nipped his lip lightly as he slowly moved from his place leaning against the dorm door and made his way contemplatively towards the bathroom door. If there was something wrong with Minho, should he offer to get him something that might settle his stomach or something? Or if he was really sick, should he just leave him alone? But then again, why was the sink turned on like that? Kibum pressed his lips together as he made up his mind, slowly raising his fist to the door and tapping on it softly after a moment.

There seemed to be a complete pause inside the bathroom, and the noise of water splashing stopped as Kibum’s voice was barely audible over the sink, but still caught Minho’s attention.

“M-Minho-yah? Are you okay?” Kibum asked quietly after a long moment, still wondering if it was his place to suddenly bother Minho the way he was, and yet was too concerned that there was something…he didn’t know…just wrong with the one he held so close to his heart to stop himself from asking anyway.

Minho stopped in the middle of washing his face, surprised to hear Kibum’s soft voice saying his name of all things, and swallowed what was left of the tears that had suddenly come over him as he turned off the sink and reached for a towel. “U-ugh…I…yes, one moment.” He stuttered quietly, as he quickly brought the towel to his face, drying his eyes from the water he had splashed on himself to hide his tears, before slowly unlocking the door and opening it a little.

As the door was slowly cracked open, Kibum poked his head in and stared at Minho with big eyes, curious to see what he was doing, a little surprised to see the other only washing his face. Why had the door slammed like that when he entered the room if he was only washing his face? He puckered his lips a little with confusion as he leaned closer to Minho and stared at his face, causing for the younger to shift his gaze away quickly.

“Minho-yah? You were just washing your face is all? I thought that there was something wrong. The door suddenly slammed. I thought you were sick or something. It’s a relief to see you are alright.” Kibum finally stuttered after a moment of staring at Minho.

Minho glanced at the floor tiles on the bathroom floor, and didn’t meet his eyes with Kibum’s big, pretty eyes again. He didn’t want to see the way that Jonghyun made them shine and sparkle with happiness at the moment. He didn’t want to be anywhere near Kibum at the moment at all, actually. He almost felt that as much as he loved Kibum and wanted to be with him all the time, that it almost hurt him more to be near him at all, and then have to deal with being left later. Wouldn’t it hurt less to spend as little time with Kibum has he could then, rather than having a shock when Jonghyun took him away from him? He just held his breath as his stomach began churning again with the thoughts of losing the one he had been with for the last four years. His first, best and only friend, his shining star in life, the one he lived to please, the one he loved more than anything. Kibum was all these things to him, and just the thought of losing him made Minho’s stomach churn uneasily, and he just wanted to disappear from Kibum’s soft and beautiful gaze.

However, suddenly, Minho was pushed back to reality and flinched with surprise as Kibum suddenly put his hand on his cheek, standing close to the taller boy, causing for their faces only to be less than three inches away from each other. Minho’s eyes fluttered up to Kibum’s pretty face quickly, flushing slightly and holding his breath in hopes to hide how his breath hitched with nervousness as the beautiful other stood close to him, filling his nose with his sweet scent.

Kibum remained silent for a moment as he inspected Minho’s face, before finally catching what he was looking for, and inched even a little closer to the taller boy, standing on his toes to look up and be at eye-level. Upon finally being able to spot what he was looking for, Kibum’s face turned a little from his smile and he suddenly ran his thumb gently over Minho’s left eye, causing for Minho to close it and his cheeks to flush quickly.

“A-ah, Minho-yah! You’re eyes are all swollen! They’re so red, it looks like you could have been crying. What happened!?” Kibum asked quickly, staring at Minho’s eyes closely.

Minho held his hitching breath and immediately pulled his gaze from Kibum’s, hiding his eyes from him by looking down at the floor tiles again, trying to make sure that Kibum could not sense the lie that he was trying to stutter out. “O-oh, r-really? I haven’t noticed….I-I was just washing my face…are they really all that red?” He asked after a long moment, trying to stay calm and not let Kibum find out that they really were red from crying.

Kibum frowned and nodded as he continued to smooth his thumb against Minho’s skin under his eye, trying to massage the irritation to make the swelling go down. “Yeah, they’re really, really red. Aigo, Minho-yah, you have to be more careful while washing your face and be more gentle if you cause them to become this irritated. I’ve had to explain this to you and Jongie both; it doesn’t get your face any cleaner to scrub it really hard, it only hurts the skin. If you’re trying to get all the dirt off, use warm water and gently massage in circles for thirty seconds in each area. That way it’s even and thorough without you having to scrub really hard and hurt yourself. If you want to get your face cleaner or smoother, you can try some of the stuff I bought when we first came here. It makes my skin really smooth feeling, see?” The beautiful boy in front of Minho instructed (two things that Kibum could spend hours on teaching people was about how to dress themselves nicely and how to take care of their skin), before taking Minho’s hand in his own and gently setting it against the smooth and pure white skin of his own cheek.

Minho froze completely and couldn’t hide how his breath and heartbeat quickened when Kibum placed his hand against his perfect face, and allowed for the blush to cover his face as he stood, Kibum’s left hand on his cheek, his right caressing Minho’s hand that he had placed against his own cheek. He struggled to swallow as he looked down at Kibum’s beautiful dark and sparkly eyes staring up at his own, and nipped his lip lightly as he felt the smooth, pure skin on Kibum’s precious face. He knew that Kibum was staring at him with curious eyes, but he didn’t say anything. He couldn’t say anything. His voice was gone and he even began to wonder how he managed to breathe through this-he was too mesmerized by the beauty of Kibum’s pure face just inches away from him. Too distracted by Kibum’s perfect eyes and kind and soft smile that still held so much pain that Minho just wanted to kiss away. Looking at the beautiful boy Minho had come to love so much over the years, standing so close to him, Minho couldn’t do anything but stare at him with awe. When had he come to be so much in love with the boy in front of him? Was it all the times he had held him tightly in his arms while he cried? Was it all the nights he soothed him to sleep after his bad dreams? Was it all the times he had given and been given in their times alone together? Or was he made to be in love with the boy in front of him? Because day by day, the longer he spent with Kibum, the more he felt he was made to love and protect him, whether loved in return or not. To be near and protect Kibum was what he felt he was made for.

Kibum kept his happy smile, but wondered for a moment why Minho wasn’t responding to him. He puckered his lips a little in a pout as he continued to stand, his hand on Minho’s cheek and Minho’s hand on his own, waiting for Minho to reply, but finding Minho showing no signs of responding as the taller boy only continued to stare deeply into his eyes and across his face, light touch on his cheek almost trembling, but staying in its place under Kibum’s other hand. “M-Minho-yah? What is it? You haven’t said anything...what’s the matter?” Kibum finally stuttered after a moment, continuing to stare at Minho, upon feeling a strange blushing feeling crawling across his cheeks as he noticed the way that Minho was staring so closely at him.

“You’re beautiful.”

The words escaped Minho’s heart and mouth and mind before he even had any chance to stop himself. It was like he had no control over his own voice and his own mouth as the words escaped him, and he was only left to try to deal with the fact that he had just spoken aloud the thought that he secretly felt every single time he looked at Kibum’s perfect face.

Kibum glanced up quickly and took in a quiet and small gasp with surprise of Minho’s sudden comment, and wondered why it was that he felt pink blush already painting itself over his cheeks and nose. So many times in his life he had been told before that he was beautiful, and yet, there was only ever one person that it ever meant anything from. Only from Jonghyun had such words ever made an imprint on his heart-but suddenly in front of him, the same words so many others had told Kibum before, coming from Minho’s mouth in such a soft tone and at such an unexpected time-he felt himself feeling as if he was sinking and began blushing.

Minho held his breath as he heard the gasp coming from Kibum’s pink lips, the way the other boy’s eyes fell down from their shared gaze, and the way the smaller boy flinched a little in his hold. His heart ached a little-of course his words scared Kibum. To say such at thing at an inappropriate time such as that was not okay for him to do. Surely it would make Kibum weirded out for him to know he felt such a way about him. He sighed a little as it hurt him to say such a thing, but he had to fix his mistake so he wouldn’t ever scare Kibum away from him.

“Jonghyun is lucky to have you.”

Kibum glanced back up at Minho again as he heard the words come from Minho’s mouth, surprised at himself for actually thinking that Minho had said such things just between the two of them, by the two of them, only for the two of them. Why had he even thought such a thing anyway? Minho couldn’t have been saying that as anything more than he best friend who was helping him get Jonghyun back into his life. That’s all Minho was, right? He swallowed a little before showing a half smile at Minho as he glanced back into the taller boy’s large eyes.

“Y-you think so, Minho-yah?” Kibum asked quietly, after a long minute of holding his breath and wondering to himself why the mention of Jonghyun almost…disappointed him.

Minho half smiled lightly at Kibum and nodded assuredly at him after a slight moment of staring at the other’s beautiful face for only the moment more that he allowed himself to. “Mn. I’m sure of it. I think he is slowly starting to realize this. You’ve already come back to having a big place in his heart, I can tell.” He said quietly.

Kibum glanced down slowly from Minho’s eyes upon hearing his words-words that normally would have made him smile largely and feel energized, almost making him feel weaker for some reason-as he tried not to wonder if it was disappointment that was in his heart because Minho had not told him that he thought he looked beautiful to him.

Minho half smiled again more gently before slowly glancing at his hand placed on the smaller boy’s soft cheek and allowed for himself to run his thumb over it for only a few seconds before slowly taking his hand off of it and slowly moving away from Kibum, breaking from his place at his side and slipping past him slowly to get out of the bathroom before he felt any more sad or upset.

Suddenly, though, something caught Minho by surprise and made him stop exactly where he was as he heard Kibum’s soft voice suddenly sounding, purposely stopping him from leaving the room and leaving his side.

“A-and what do you think, M-Minho-yah? A-am…am I beautiful in your eyes as well?” Kibum’s unsure voice asked against the quietness of the night as Minho was about to step out of the room, succeeding in stopping the taller from leaving him alone with disappointment in his heart. He didn’t know why he had asked him, or why he felt like he had to know. All he knew was that he had already said the words, and all he wanted was Minho’s honest answer.

Minho froze in his spot as Kibum asked him such a question. How was this fair to him? How could Kibum ask him such a question and still not tell him how much he loved him? Minho held his breath and tried to stop himself, but he couldn’t find it in himself to lie. He couldn’t even find it in himself to say anything but the truth, and so that’s what he said. As much as his introverted self would allow for him to say without just coming out and telling Kibum how much he was in love with him. Perhaps it was his stirred up emotions, or perhaps he was just tired, but the words all slipped out easily.

“T-to me….y-you’re the most beautiful person in this world, Kibum. Y-you’re the most beautiful person…a-at least that I’ve ever seen.”

Kibum stopped completely and held his breath as he looked at Minho quickly, eyes large, shaking and shining with surprise. He didn’t know why…but such words coming from Minho meant so much to him. In his heart it felt as if he had just won an award, and he wanted to laugh and cry and hug Minho, and yet he was almost too shy to say anything. All he could do was blush still and slowly make his way towards Minho to thank him the only way he could at the current moment-leaving a chaste kiss on his best friend’s cheek before resting his head on his shoulder. “Hmnn, you’re the sweetest and best friend ever, Minho-yah…” He was finally able to whisper, as he felt brave and comfortable by Minho’s side again.

Minho froze exactly where he was. The softness against his cheek was the most wonderful and beautiful feeling he had ever felt before, and before he could even think about stopping it, a large smile grew on his face as Kibum rested his head on his shoulder. “You’re the best, Minho-yah.” Kibum repeated happily.

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Jonghyun lied flat on his back in the completely dark and empty bedroom, staring straight at the ceiling with huge eyes that seemed to be focused on nothing as his head spun around in tight circles. He swore he would become too dizzy to even think about standing ever again if his head never stopped spinning. All he could do was keep his hand flat against his cheek and continue to allow his head to keep spinning. Roo was lying at his side, occasionally sniffing him to smell her favorite smell of her eomma, before cuddling close to her seemingly paralyzed appa, giving the stiff boy a lick on his left temple as he continued to lay motionlessly.

“No….” Jonghyun coughed out after a long fifteen minutes of locking himself in his completely dark room and staring at the ceiling. “No….this can’t be happening….that can’t be right….this is wrong….so wrong…that brat! THAT BRAT! KIM KIBUM, YOU LITTLE BRAT!” He snapped quickly, causing for Roo to jump at his sudden yell and glance up from where she was sleeping. Jonghyun sat up quickly from where he was laying on his bed, feeling hot as his cheek tingled and stung him and his mind was suddenly overflowed with image after image of Kibum. His sparkly eyes as they stared at him, his laughing face as he looked at him, his cute voice and baby-cheeks as he complained to him, his thin arms as he wrapped them around his own arm, his adam’s-apple that Jonghyun couldn’t help but notice got more manly than when he was in high school, his ridiculous laughter with how he would throw his head back when he cackled, his pretty smile with his white teeth, his nose, his neck, his shoulders, his collarbones…his hips that swung so-inconsiderately towards other’s feelings, reactions, orientations, morals as he danced and swung his hips perfectly in time to the song that Jonghyun had been singing in the club, his perfectly pouty, pink and kissable lips as they slowly moved to Jonghyun’s cheek and brushed them softly, leaving Jonghyun only to want---“WRONG!” Jonghyun wouldn’t allow himself to think it anymore and he quickly leaped off of his bed, only to become dizzy again as he stood up.

“No…this is so wrong…why am I suddenly like this? I can’t…I can’t let myself become like this again. I can’t let myself start feeling like that towards him again. Not after all I’ve done to stop myself from going back to how I used to be. Not after all I’ve completed and accomplished without him, and without suffering by wanting him. Not after I have started dating Tiffany. Not after all I’ve done to try to make myself forget….not….after what I promised to his mother…..I can’t help myself begin to feel like this again. There’s gotta be something I can do to stop it. And if not stop it-at least distract myself….there’s gotta be something….” He whined miserably, as he paced in tight circles around his bedroom, muttering to himself and keeping Onew awake all night, until Jonghyun finally became too exhausted to move anymore.

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A/N:...Remember Me~? I'm back! Finally. God, I'm so sorry I'm so late! Don't hate me! This WILL be finished sooner or later! Don't blame me, blame JongHo for distracting me from my beloved first OTP of JongKey and of course MinKey. THANKS SO MUCH FOR STAYING WITH ME!