I call you..Butterfly. [SHINee fic]
Title: I call you..Butterfly.
Pairing: JongKey
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Romance, friendship
Chapter 1
Butterfly! 너를 만난 첫 순간. 눈이 번쩍 머리 싹. 벨이 딩동 울렸어.
Butterfly! When i first saw you. You flashed in front of my eyes. My brain stopped and the bell rang ding dong.
9.30 am. Darn.
Jonghyun ran as fast as he could, vaulting up the stairs. Panting and taking in short gasps of air, he dashed into the hallway,heading for the gleaming white double doors in front of him. He was almost there.
Darn. I should have slept earlier last night. Now I'm gonna be late and everything for the first day. He cursed himself silently.
Upon reaching the double doors, Jonghyun pushed them with all his might and barged into the practice room at full speed. He could hear people talking inside but didn't have the time to stop.
"What the-"
BANG!
Jonghyun crashed into it, and the door flew open, hitting something with a loud bang. Jonghyun landed awkwardly on the smooth floor of the practice room and gasped as the fall knocked the breath out of him. Lifting his head, Jonghyun saw, to his horror, that another boy was on the floor. He must have knocked him down when the doors flew open, he realised.
The boy had light-brownish hair with multi-coloured strands in them.
Pretty, Jonghyun thought dizzily. But this was no time for Jonghyun to be admiring his hair, for as the boy stood up unsteadily, his eyes blazed with what could only be fury in Jonghyun's direction.
Kim Kibum saw stars and his head was ringing..The blond boy had just flashed right in front of him out of nowhere and caused this commotion.
Who is this guy??
Kibum rose in an unsteady but fast motion. With quick steps he headed towards Jonghyun, who was still lying on the floor.
"Yah, Yah, YAH!! What is wrong with you?? Do you not know how to knock when you come in?!" he yelled, a finger stabbing in Jonghyun's face.
"Whoa, take it easy rainbow boy. I didn't mean to knock you down," Jonghyun tried to explain,backing away.
Kibum glowered for another nanosecond before yelling again , in a higher pitch, "RAINBOW BOY?? Calling names now, are we?"
Suddenly he gasped, looking down on the floor he picked up something in his hand and went ballastic. "Ooh you broke my cellphone!! Now what am I going to do!? Eottokhe!?"
Jonghyun sighed and rolled his eyes.
Great. I'm late for the first day of practice and the first person I meet is a total diva. What a lucky day.
Chapter 2
너도 마치 butterfly. 너무 약해 빠졌어. 너무 순해 빠졌어. 널 곁에 둬야겠어.
You're like a butterfly. You were too weak, you fell. You were too gentle you fell. I have to be by your side.
Kibum checked his reflection in the mirror, and flinched when his fingers brushed lightly against the bruise on his forehead. Shit. When was the last time he had a bruise? He could hardly remember. But he knew he fell a lot when he was young, thanks to an old friend of his. His childhood buddy. Nostalgia overwhelmed him at the moment as bits and pieces of memory came flooding. Two boys in their uniforms running about, laughing in the crisp autumn air, punching each other as they fell giggling like a pair of idiots. The mudfights they had so often. And their last summer together. A twinge of sadness.
Kibum frowned. He didn't remember much about his childhood after a scarring accident some years ago. But it was weird that he felt sad at the memory of his childhood. He has always thought that he had a happy time growing up, at least that was what Mummy Kim told him.
Shrugging it off, he tsk tsk-ed and examined his 'injury'.
"Aigoo my face. Seriously, what is wrong with today?"
"Yah, take this. It might help prevent it from swelling," someone said behind him.
Kibum started and turned around, surprised that he didn't notice anyone coming in to his room.
"Oh, its you." Kibum met Jonghyun's gaze coolly and stared at the warm towel in Jjong's hands, not taking it.
"I guess you're apologetic after all, huh?" he continued.
Jonghyun said nothing, deep in thought as he met Kibum's eyes.
Strange. He seems familiar..That face..those eyes..
Kibum lost his arrogance for a moment, stunned by Jonghyun's serious face.
"Yah! If ur gonna give me that towel, then give it. Don't look at me like that. I am not meat! " Kibum's shout shook Jonghyun out of his reverie.
"Uh yeah, whatever. Jj-just take it," Jonghyun sputtered.
***
"Kim Jong Hyun! That is not how you do it!! "Jo Kwon seonsaengnim frowned and shook his head.
Muttering something about laziness and learning from Taemin, he walked away. Jonghyun collapsed on the floor and gave an exasperated sigh. He felt useless. Taemin. Jonghyun looked at the young boy dancing his heart out on the other side of the room. His admiration turned into frustration as he thinks of the dance steps he's messed up already, in addition to his sore throat.
Seriously, the next time Onew forces me to eat fried chicken with him again, I'll strangle him. Gaaaah.
Jonghyun suppressed a groan.
"Yah. Don't get all depressed. You've got what it takes, don't you?" Kibum's sudden speech hit Jjong unexpectedly.
"But if you chose to sit there sighing all day, my guess is you're getting nowhere," he finished with a flick of his hair.
Jjong raised an eyebrow.
"You know, you're not such a bad kid after all, rainbow boy,"Jonghyun flashed a dazzling smile and hugged the surprised boy, touching his forehead to Kibum's.
"Don't call me rainbow boy!"
"Whatever, butterfly."
Then he stood up and half-ran, half-skipped off to do some practicing by himself.
Kibum sat there, motionless.
The feel of that touch..Is it my imagination..? Butterfly..?Something..Someone..
A memory stirred in Kibum's mind..
Chapter 3
더는 걱정마 걱정마. 나만 믿어보면 되잖아. 니가 너무 맘에 들어. 놓칠 수 없는 걸
Don't worry, don't worry anymore. All you have to do is only believe in me. I like you a lot, I can't let you slip
Jonghyun tossed and turned in his bed, unable to sleep. He hasn't been sleping well since training began.
Perhaps there was too much stress..Perhaps..It was that boy.. Kibum.
Why..Why do I think of him so often..And yet I am unsure..If he's the one I'm looking for.
Impossible. He is already gone..
Sighing, Jonghyun turned over and switched on his light. He opened the drawer and pulled out an old book from the backpack he always carried around.
It was a diary, but surely not his. Jonghyun never bothered to write in journals or diaries. The pages of the diary were worn, obviously it has been taken out and read often. Jonghyun flipped through the pages and as usual, rows and rows of neat handwriting greeted him.
Until he flipped to the very last page.The last page was scribbled in messy writing, and water marks can be seen, little brown spots on the paper. Jjong still remembered..What he wrote in that very last page.
Butterfly is gone..
His first love, butterfly. Jonghyun never asked for his name. All he knew was that they were meant to be together.
They'd spent every minute together,playing, studying, eating.
Until one day something terrible happened..It was all Jonghyun's fault, they were racing to the ice cream store together, and Jjong had pushed the younger boy out of the way when they'd almost reached. And then a speeding black car came.
All Jonghyun remembered was crying..And a lot of blood.He'd fainted and the next thing he knew..Butterfly's mother gave him this diary, telling him they'd never see each other again.
Jonghyun gazed at the picture held between the pages of the diary. Two boys smiled cheekily back at him and he felt his heart wrench. He didn't realise he was sobbing until the tears fell on the pages, making wet little pools on the yellow paper.
Chapter 4-end
네게 빠진 바보인 나. 날 책임 져야 돼
I'm a fool who has fallen for you. You must take responsibility.
Kibum lay on his bed with his eyes wide open. He felt restless and his mind was too active for him to sleep.
"Darn. Why can't I stop thinking of what happened this afternoon?" he muttered silently.
Jonghyun's touch. His smile. And the word he'd used to call him. Butterfly.
It rings a bell..But he couldn't remember..
Out of nowhere Kibum heard soft noises coming from outside.He glanced at the door, which was ajar.
What the-?
Surely no one is awake at this hour..They have very strict rules at the trainee's dorms.
Kibum rose and stepped quietly outside. The noise came again. He tilted his head and was surprised to see light in the room next to his. And just like that, he stepped into Jonghyun's room.
"What's wrong with you, don't you need to -" Kibum stopped short when he saw the picture Jonghyun was holding.
Jonghyun sat up, shock crossing his face as Kibum snatched the picture from him.
Realisation hit him like lighting and he gazed into Jonghyun's tear-moistened eyes.
Kibum recognised those eyes. He was sure.
Gazing at each Jonghyun like he'd been stunned, Kibum sputtered, "you..y-you.." he trailed off.
"Wh-Why...Its really you..I thought you were gone! Dead! " Jonghyun cried, pressing his face into Kibum's chest.
"I thought i was gonna die..Even the doctors couldn't save me..But..i remember..I heard you crying..I didn't want you to cry.." memories cascaded upon Kibum. He remembered everything now. "I didn't know how..But i knew..I couldn't leave you."
With one swift movement, Jonghyun pulled Kibum into his arms and crashed his lips against Kibum's. He kissed with passion, lips searching. And Kibum resonded in such a way that they forgot the world and drifted into their own world..Where they truly belonged to each other..Jonghyun ran his fingers in Kibum's hair, and for once Kibum did not complain.
Kibum breathed in Jonghyun's hair and whispered, "I love you".
Jonghyun murmured and replied, "Me too, my butterfly."
-Fin-
Note: Okay so this is like, my first fic ever so yeah uhm. Forgive me for mistakes n please do comment. Thanks!
Pairing: JongKey
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Romance, friendship
Chapter 1
Butterfly! 너를 만난 첫 순간. 눈이 번쩍 머리 싹. 벨이 딩동 울렸어.
Butterfly! When i first saw you. You flashed in front of my eyes. My brain stopped and the bell rang ding dong.
9.30 am. Darn.
Jonghyun ran as fast as he could, vaulting up the stairs. Panting and taking in short gasps of air, he dashed into the hallway,heading for the gleaming white double doors in front of him. He was almost there.
Darn. I should have slept earlier last night. Now I'm gonna be late and everything for the first day. He cursed himself silently.
Upon reaching the double doors, Jonghyun pushed them with all his might and barged into the practice room at full speed. He could hear people talking inside but didn't have the time to stop.
"What the-"
BANG!
Jonghyun crashed into it, and the door flew open, hitting something with a loud bang. Jonghyun landed awkwardly on the smooth floor of the practice room and gasped as the fall knocked the breath out of him. Lifting his head, Jonghyun saw, to his horror, that another boy was on the floor. He must have knocked him down when the doors flew open, he realised.
The boy had light-brownish hair with multi-coloured strands in them.
Pretty, Jonghyun thought dizzily. But this was no time for Jonghyun to be admiring his hair, for as the boy stood up unsteadily, his eyes blazed with what could only be fury in Jonghyun's direction.
Kim Kibum saw stars and his head was ringing..The blond boy had just flashed right in front of him out of nowhere and caused this commotion.
Who is this guy??
Kibum rose in an unsteady but fast motion. With quick steps he headed towards Jonghyun, who was still lying on the floor.
"Yah, Yah, YAH!! What is wrong with you?? Do you not know how to knock when you come in?!" he yelled, a finger stabbing in Jonghyun's face.
"Whoa, take it easy rainbow boy. I didn't mean to knock you down," Jonghyun tried to explain,backing away.
Kibum glowered for another nanosecond before yelling again , in a higher pitch, "RAINBOW BOY?? Calling names now, are we?"
Suddenly he gasped, looking down on the floor he picked up something in his hand and went ballastic. "Ooh you broke my cellphone!! Now what am I going to do!? Eottokhe!?"
Jonghyun sighed and rolled his eyes.
Great. I'm late for the first day of practice and the first person I meet is a total diva. What a lucky day.
Chapter 2
너도 마치 butterfly. 너무 약해 빠졌어. 너무 순해 빠졌어. 널 곁에 둬야겠어.
You're like a butterfly. You were too weak, you fell. You were too gentle you fell. I have to be by your side.
Kibum checked his reflection in the mirror, and flinched when his fingers brushed lightly against the bruise on his forehead. Shit. When was the last time he had a bruise? He could hardly remember. But he knew he fell a lot when he was young, thanks to an old friend of his. His childhood buddy. Nostalgia overwhelmed him at the moment as bits and pieces of memory came flooding. Two boys in their uniforms running about, laughing in the crisp autumn air, punching each other as they fell giggling like a pair of idiots. The mudfights they had so often. And their last summer together. A twinge of sadness.
Kibum frowned. He didn't remember much about his childhood after a scarring accident some years ago. But it was weird that he felt sad at the memory of his childhood. He has always thought that he had a happy time growing up, at least that was what Mummy Kim told him.
Shrugging it off, he tsk tsk-ed and examined his 'injury'.
"Aigoo my face. Seriously, what is wrong with today?"
"Yah, take this. It might help prevent it from swelling," someone said behind him.
Kibum started and turned around, surprised that he didn't notice anyone coming in to his room.
"Oh, its you." Kibum met Jonghyun's gaze coolly and stared at the warm towel in Jjong's hands, not taking it.
"I guess you're apologetic after all, huh?" he continued.
Jonghyun said nothing, deep in thought as he met Kibum's eyes.
Strange. He seems familiar..That face..those eyes..
Kibum lost his arrogance for a moment, stunned by Jonghyun's serious face.
"Yah! If ur gonna give me that towel, then give it. Don't look at me like that. I am not meat! " Kibum's shout shook Jonghyun out of his reverie.
"Uh yeah, whatever. Jj-just take it," Jonghyun sputtered.
***
"Kim Jong Hyun! That is not how you do it!! "Jo Kwon seonsaengnim frowned and shook his head.
Muttering something about laziness and learning from Taemin, he walked away. Jonghyun collapsed on the floor and gave an exasperated sigh. He felt useless. Taemin. Jonghyun looked at the young boy dancing his heart out on the other side of the room. His admiration turned into frustration as he thinks of the dance steps he's messed up already, in addition to his sore throat.
Seriously, the next time Onew forces me to eat fried chicken with him again, I'll strangle him. Gaaaah.
Jonghyun suppressed a groan.
"Yah. Don't get all depressed. You've got what it takes, don't you?" Kibum's sudden speech hit Jjong unexpectedly.
"But if you chose to sit there sighing all day, my guess is you're getting nowhere," he finished with a flick of his hair.
Jjong raised an eyebrow.
"You know, you're not such a bad kid after all, rainbow boy,"Jonghyun flashed a dazzling smile and hugged the surprised boy, touching his forehead to Kibum's.
"Don't call me rainbow boy!"
"Whatever, butterfly."
Then he stood up and half-ran, half-skipped off to do some practicing by himself.
Kibum sat there, motionless.
The feel of that touch..Is it my imagination..? Butterfly..?Something..Someone..
A memory stirred in Kibum's mind..
Chapter 3
더는 걱정마 걱정마. 나만 믿어보면 되잖아. 니가 너무 맘에 들어. 놓칠 수 없는 걸
Don't worry, don't worry anymore. All you have to do is only believe in me. I like you a lot, I can't let you slip
Jonghyun tossed and turned in his bed, unable to sleep. He hasn't been sleping well since training began.
Perhaps there was too much stress..Perhaps..It was that boy.. Kibum.
Why..Why do I think of him so often..And yet I am unsure..If he's the one I'm looking for.
Impossible. He is already gone..
Sighing, Jonghyun turned over and switched on his light. He opened the drawer and pulled out an old book from the backpack he always carried around.
It was a diary, but surely not his. Jonghyun never bothered to write in journals or diaries. The pages of the diary were worn, obviously it has been taken out and read often. Jonghyun flipped through the pages and as usual, rows and rows of neat handwriting greeted him.
Until he flipped to the very last page.The last page was scribbled in messy writing, and water marks can be seen, little brown spots on the paper. Jjong still remembered..What he wrote in that very last page.
Butterfly is gone..
His first love, butterfly. Jonghyun never asked for his name. All he knew was that they were meant to be together.
They'd spent every minute together,playing, studying, eating.
Until one day something terrible happened..It was all Jonghyun's fault, they were racing to the ice cream store together, and Jjong had pushed the younger boy out of the way when they'd almost reached. And then a speeding black car came.
All Jonghyun remembered was crying..And a lot of blood.He'd fainted and the next thing he knew..Butterfly's mother gave him this diary, telling him they'd never see each other again.
Jonghyun gazed at the picture held between the pages of the diary. Two boys smiled cheekily back at him and he felt his heart wrench. He didn't realise he was sobbing until the tears fell on the pages, making wet little pools on the yellow paper.
Chapter 4-end
네게 빠진 바보인 나. 날 책임 져야 돼
I'm a fool who has fallen for you. You must take responsibility.
Kibum lay on his bed with his eyes wide open. He felt restless and his mind was too active for him to sleep.
"Darn. Why can't I stop thinking of what happened this afternoon?" he muttered silently.
Jonghyun's touch. His smile. And the word he'd used to call him. Butterfly.
It rings a bell..But he couldn't remember..
Out of nowhere Kibum heard soft noises coming from outside.He glanced at the door, which was ajar.
What the-?
Surely no one is awake at this hour..They have very strict rules at the trainee's dorms.
Kibum rose and stepped quietly outside. The noise came again. He tilted his head and was surprised to see light in the room next to his. And just like that, he stepped into Jonghyun's room.
"What's wrong with you, don't you need to -" Kibum stopped short when he saw the picture Jonghyun was holding.
Jonghyun sat up, shock crossing his face as Kibum snatched the picture from him.
Realisation hit him like lighting and he gazed into Jonghyun's tear-moistened eyes.
Kibum recognised those eyes. He was sure.
Gazing at each Jonghyun like he'd been stunned, Kibum sputtered, "you..y-you.." he trailed off.
"Wh-Why...Its really you..I thought you were gone! Dead! " Jonghyun cried, pressing his face into Kibum's chest.
"I thought i was gonna die..Even the doctors couldn't save me..But..i remember..I heard you crying..I didn't want you to cry.." memories cascaded upon Kibum. He remembered everything now. "I didn't know how..But i knew..I couldn't leave you."
With one swift movement, Jonghyun pulled Kibum into his arms and crashed his lips against Kibum's. He kissed with passion, lips searching. And Kibum resonded in such a way that they forgot the world and drifted into their own world..Where they truly belonged to each other..Jonghyun ran his fingers in Kibum's hair, and for once Kibum did not complain.
Kibum breathed in Jonghyun's hair and whispered, "I love you".
Jonghyun murmured and replied, "Me too, my butterfly."
-Fin-
Note: Okay so this is like, my first fic ever so yeah uhm. Forgive me for mistakes n please do comment. Thanks!