Third time’s the charm?; JongKey ; G
Pairing : JongKey
Genre : fluff; romance
Length : 3/?
Rating : G
Warnings :None
Summary: Third time’s the charm? Maybe, maybe not. Jonghyun has something important to ask Key but there is a certain someone always interrupting.
“I cannot. Cannot deal with this. Three times. Three times I had the opportunity but he interrupted me. Do you know how rare it is to get some alone time with Key? I just got sidelined. AGAIN. We- Are any of you listening? ”
Onew stopped eating his sandwich and looked at Jonghyun, mouth filled with chicken, lettuce hanging out and shook his head in a sheepish manner.
Minho just grunted in response, eyes still locked on the television screen as he tried scoring a goal.
Taemin looked at him sympathetically and nodded.
“I knew you’d be listening. Unlike the other two who appear to be very supportive but aren’t. I mean you’d think they’d have a little bit of interest in what’s going on in their members’ life. We’re all brothers and best friends and we’re meant to be here for each other and help each other out but nooooo. One’s busy stuffing his face with food and the other is playing a game, oblivious to the pain and suffering that I’m going through. ” Jonghyun lamented, one hand on his head and the other on his heart.
Minho pause his game and looked at his hyung, incredulousness etched across his face. “Okay Ms. Drama queen stop with all the antics and tell us what happened now. Less theatrically, please. Onew hyung and I promise to listen to you if you tell us the story in three parts, the beginning, middle and end. No extra antics and gimmicks. Understood? ”
Jonghyun sat next to Minho and pouted. “Bu - bu - but the best part of the story is how I say it. I’m an awesome storyteller you know. My hand movements and body language and facial expressions are all so very important and vital to the plot. I mean take this story. If I don’t express my anger, my frustration with -”
Minho snapped his fingers in front of his hyungs face to shut him up. “This is why. You get carried away. Onew hyung move your ass here. You have fifteen minutes of our undivided attention. Start”
Onew waddled his way to the sofa and plopped himself next to Minho.
Taemin, having found the entire thing amusing looked up towards Jonghyun expectantly.
Jonghyu stood before them, as though ready to act out a piece from a Shakespearean play. Clearing his throat, one hand raised, he began in a deep, monotonous narrative voice.
“It was the year 2013 and Prince Jonghyun had just gotten some alone time with his beloved Kim Kibum. He had spent long nights planning-”
“Hyung”
“Sorry. Sorry. Jeez. What’s wrong with a little drama? It helps reduce my anger. Anyway, …
Jonghyun and Key sat down after a tiring dance session. It was well past midnight and the others had left early to get some rest before their separate schedules for the next day. Being relatively free, the two of them had stayed back to practice a few routines but spent most of their time goofing around subconsciously flirting with each other. The would begin their dance with all seriousness but thirty seconds later, they’d either be doing dance moves that had no connection to their song or they’d be on the floor giggling like schoolgirls for something silly that one or the other would have done. At around 2am in the morning, knowing that if they stayed at the studio nothing good would come of it, they decided to go on a drive.
To a third party, they looked no more than a couple. Holding hands, going out for walks, sharing food and occasionally pretending to beat each other up. To someone close, they’d wish these were a couple. Standing around them, knowing there was an untold attraction between the two, watching them make blunder after blunder in front of each other made the onlookers want to gag themselves.
The streets of Seoul were comparatively empty with a few cars here and there and the occasional buses. They drove in Jonghyuns car, hood down, stereo turned up; jamming to every song they knew on the radio. Jonghyun tried not to let the fact that Key kept texting someone the whole time cause get to him. He knew how much of a social butterfly the younger was. While waiting for the signal to go green, he looked at the blonde sitting next to him, wind in his hair as he rested his hair against the street enjoying the night. If only he could capture this moment and keep it in his pocket forever, Jonghyun thought. Kibum realized he was being looked at and smiled at the older boy. Instinctively, Jonghyun reached out with his one hand and brushed off the hair on Keys face. They stared at each other, not moving and Jonghyun found himself moving closer and closer towards the younger boys face. He was inches apart from Key’s face when there was a loud honking noise from behind. They snapped out of their reverie, looking flushed.
“Um you have something on your lips” Jonghyn said hurriedly as he stepped on the gas pedal.
Key wiped his lips embarrassed and looked away.
A sense of awkwardness hung in the car.
Jonghyun finally understood the meaning of ‘there’s an elephant in the room’. He knew he and Key had to talk about this sexual attraction and that Key had to know of his feelings but each time he tried to, he was interrupted. By either a cute little puppy or Key’s so called bestfriend/moment ruiner according to Jonghyun.
He suddenly had an idea. It was impulsive and he completely loved it.
“Do you want to go to the beach? It’s only an hour drive. We can be back before dawn.” Jonghyun asked Key, eyes sparkling.
Key looked at him like he’d completely gone mental. It would be bad if their manager found out they’d been out all night. Agreed they didn’t have any schedule but it was still a risk.
“Come on Key. Don’t think about it. If we get caught, I’ll take the blame. Promise.”
Key looked at the older boy. He didn’t want to be a spoilsport and disappoint hi. Besides what harm could it bring.
He nodded.
The thrill in breaking rules and doing something you’re told not to do gives you a high that cannot be put in words.
They arrived at the beach, excited and nervous.
Key ran towards the water, shoes thrown aside, pants folded up. Jonghyun walked behind him, smiling a warm smile happy to see the younger one so carefree. For someone like Key who is meticulous and organized, this was a different experience. Doing things on impulse.
The beach was deserted with no one to bother them. They played around in the water, happy to be alone. Jonghyun pulling Key into the water and Key crying at the thought of wet clothes and mud down all the wrong places.
They sat on the sand where Jonghyun had laid out his jacket and watched the sea ebb back and forth.
The sound of the waves splashing against the shore engulfed them as they stared into the emptiness.
Key took out his phone and began texting again.
It was bugging Jonghyun. He snatched the phone out of the younger boys hand.
“Hyung. Give it back”
“No”
“HYUUUNG”
Key looked at Jonghyun menacingly.
“Give it back and no one gets hurt;”
“ooh trying to be threatening are we? I like me some feisty Key”
Kibum ignored the subtle flirtiness and lunged for his phone.
What happened next, no one knew but at the end of it, Key was on top of Jonghyun, their hands intertwined above their heads, legs entangled and their faces centimeters apart.
The phone lying near Jonghyuns head, forgotten.
Second time in less than 3 hours they’d been this close.
You’re not going to get a better opportunity, go for it, Jonghyun thought to himself.
And just as he was leaning in to close that distance, Kibums phone rang.
Jonghyun cursed under his breath. Key, face as red as those cheesy hearts on Valentine’s Day, drew back and picked up his phone.
“It’s Mark. I need to answer this” Key said apologetically.
Of course it is. Who else will it be, calling you at four in the morning, Jonghyun thought bitterly as he watched Key talk on the phone as he walked along the beach.
He came back after what seemed like an hour to Jonghyun but only fifteen minutes had passed, looking sorry.
Jonghyun didn’t say anything. He knew Key had to get back because apparently there was an emergency involving Mark.
The ride back was silent.
“Do you guys see how irritating it is? Every time I try to get him alone it happens. “
Minho, Onew and Taemin looked at him, mouths hanging.
“What?”
“You tried to kiss Key”
“Twice”
“Once lying down that too”
“That is not the point! The point is I keep getting interrupted. It’s not cool. Now because of this incident, Key and I are even more awkward. Who ever said third luck’s a charm is clearly asking for a beating” Jonghyun huffed.
Minho looked at Jonghyun, mouths still gaping wide, not knowing what to say.
Taemin was still processing the fact that Jonghyun had tried to kiss Key. Twice.
Jonghyun stared around hoping for some advice but got nothing but blank looks.
“You know, love has ways of showing itself. It doesn’t necessarily need to be said. You’ll figure something out. You always do. Whatever you do, know that you will have our full support” Onew said, as he picked up his sandwich and walked towards his room.
Jonghyun smiled at the thought warmly.
However in love with food he knew Onew was, his love for his members outweighed his love for chicken by a thousand times.
He just wouldn’t say it out loud.
“Come on hyung. Let’s go to the café and decide your next POA. One that is Mark-free. I have a few ideas, I shall help you. Just buy me some Banana milk in returned” Taemin smiled chirpily as he held out their coats.
“Agreed. I need some caffeine in me anyway after the all-nighter I pulled last night. You can tell me about your plans as I try not to think of ways to kill Mark. But first, what is POA? ”
“Plan Of Action hyung. Jeez. Keep up with modern times will you.”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes as he followed Taemin out the door.
A/N1: It's been so long. Sorry guys :/ ANd it isn't edited. I'll edit it once I'm home from college.
A/N2: Mark, if you can forgive me for the late update, I'd be ever so grateful. I loveee you! :D Happy JongKey Day. My present for youu :'D