내가 사랑했던 이름 (8/?)
Title:내가 사랑했던 이름
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key, !oneside Onew/Key, !side Minho/Taemin
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Angst/Fluff
Chapter: 8/?
Summary: Jonghyun waited for him to come back after five years...
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-Jonghyun POV-
The day you left me, it’s still so clear in my mind even though it’s five years from today… Hearts still aches for your warmth… I walked out from the performing stage and out of the building. Every day was the same for me, promoting my new album, singing at different kinds of stage… This time round I was promoting my fifth mini album while Jinki was filming for the new drama.
There wasn’t news from him, only news from Minho and Taemin… They left two years ago and gotten married overseas and living in peacefully together, I’m so jealous… I also wish I could do the same. But if it’s not Key, it won’t be a happy marriage…
The van was already prepared in front of the building I don’t understand is… Why was it the SHINee’s vans? I could feel a familiar presence; it was a presence of certain some who I had always dreams to meet. The group of photographers made a way for someone… Flashes from the camera were blinding me, soon I could see the unknown figure clearly… He was back…
“Kibum…” I didn’t care if it’s weird for two guys to hug. I just ran to him, wrapped my arms around him tightly… You’re back… You lost a lot of weight, but the smell on your body was still the same… It’s really been too long since I last feel your warmth… I know it’s wrong for me to cry in public, but I just can’t help it… I lean my forehead on your shoulder; words seemed to choke in my mouth.
Your hands caress my hair lightly, I miss your gentleness… A lot…
“Jjong, let’s get in the car before we cause a chaos here.” I nodded my head as I wiped away the tears were rolling down. We all got in the van, the van that was left alone for quite sometimes. When I got in, a kid was sitting beside Key, his small hands were wrapped around his arms.
Did manager hyung bring his child along? But isn’t his child already attending middle school now? I wanted to ask to answer the question in my head, but I didn’t need to…
“Jjong… This is my son, Jongyeon.” He introduced as I gape at him with my mouth opened wide…
I peeked into the room only to see Kibum caressing the little boy’s hair. I didn’t know what kind of atmosphere was it. He pulled the blanket over his body up to his chest. He kissed Jongyeon’s forehead before switching off the table light. No matter how much I wanted to ask him to explain who this kid was and how did he get this kid, I choose to wait.
He saw me standing at the door, I know he’s free to talk now. I quickly make my way to the living room to have a nice chat with him.
“Who’s that kid?” The moment he shut the door to the bedroom, I asked. He sat beside me, his expression was still calm.
“Didn’t I tell you that he’s my son?” So does that mean you slept with some fucking bitch and got that bitch pregnant? Since you love children so much, she threw the child in your care as she left you… Isn’t it?
“Who’s that girl?” I know my tone sounded more like reprimanding as a lover rather than asking him as a best friend. I just can’t help it.
“She is a silly girl who gave up love for his man.” From his expression, I know it’s true… Does that mean he is that man? Does that mean he loves that girl? That kind of eyes showed as if he had experienced it.
“Where’s that girl now?” His crestfallen look, did the girl left?
“She,” he paused. “She died. She died the moment the baby was born.” Are you grieving over her death? There was someone in your heart after all… Why can’t it be me?
“She never let that man know about the child existence.”Never let that man know about the child existence… Doesn’t that mean…
“This kid isn’t you and that girl’s child?” He shook his head, he looked as if he wanted to say something more but words were stuck in his heart, as if he was keeping something from me...
“No. I… I’m only responsible for taking care of this child.” He looked away not to let me see his straight in his eyes. I chuckled at my own interpretation. Key was only helping his best friend to take care of the child… He’s not the father of the son after all…
I just hug him in once again after the long hug in front of the building, I took a deep breath in to smell his unique scent. I miss his warmth… I miss his smell… I miss his smile… I miss him… He rubbed softly on my back not breaking this perfect moment.
-3rd Person POV-
Jonghyun moved away slightly, hands still around Kibum’s waist. He leaned down slightly and captured Kibum lips with his own. The kiss wasn’t rushed neither was it rough, it was very gentle. He sucked on his bottom lips, begging for entrance. Since Kibum was too shocked by his action, it was easy to invade him. His tongue wrapped around the younger boy’s gliding up and down, doing everything so slowly.
Jonghyun pushed the rapper down, letting his back touched the couch. His hands slipped underneath his t-shirt, softly touching the pale skin beneath. Jonghyun broke the kiss and hovered a little down, sucking and biting on his pale neck. This was when Kibum started pushing Jonghyun away, struggling under him.
“Jjong… We can’t. Ngghh…” Jonghyun rubbed their heated crotch together to prevent Kibum from saying anything more.
“Didn’t you say we are just satisfying each other needs? This time I need you…” He captures his lips once again but was rougher and more desperate.
“Jjong… Jongyeon… is still…. around…” he managed to mutter between kisses.
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Pairing: Jonghyun/Key, !oneside Onew/Key, !side Minho/Taemin
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Angst/Fluff
Chapter: 8/?
Summary: Jonghyun waited for him to come back after five years...
(Previous Chapter) | (Next Chapter)
-Jonghyun POV-
The day you left me, it’s still so clear in my mind even though it’s five years from today… Hearts still aches for your warmth… I walked out from the performing stage and out of the building. Every day was the same for me, promoting my new album, singing at different kinds of stage… This time round I was promoting my fifth mini album while Jinki was filming for the new drama.
There wasn’t news from him, only news from Minho and Taemin… They left two years ago and gotten married overseas and living in peacefully together, I’m so jealous… I also wish I could do the same. But if it’s not Key, it won’t be a happy marriage…
The van was already prepared in front of the building I don’t understand is… Why was it the SHINee’s vans? I could feel a familiar presence; it was a presence of certain some who I had always dreams to meet. The group of photographers made a way for someone… Flashes from the camera were blinding me, soon I could see the unknown figure clearly… He was back…
“Kibum…” I didn’t care if it’s weird for two guys to hug. I just ran to him, wrapped my arms around him tightly… You’re back… You lost a lot of weight, but the smell on your body was still the same… It’s really been too long since I last feel your warmth… I know it’s wrong for me to cry in public, but I just can’t help it… I lean my forehead on your shoulder; words seemed to choke in my mouth.
Your hands caress my hair lightly, I miss your gentleness… A lot…
“Jjong, let’s get in the car before we cause a chaos here.” I nodded my head as I wiped away the tears were rolling down. We all got in the van, the van that was left alone for quite sometimes. When I got in, a kid was sitting beside Key, his small hands were wrapped around his arms.
Did manager hyung bring his child along? But isn’t his child already attending middle school now? I wanted to ask to answer the question in my head, but I didn’t need to…
“Jjong… This is my son, Jongyeon.” He introduced as I gape at him with my mouth opened wide…
I peeked into the room only to see Kibum caressing the little boy’s hair. I didn’t know what kind of atmosphere was it. He pulled the blanket over his body up to his chest. He kissed Jongyeon’s forehead before switching off the table light. No matter how much I wanted to ask him to explain who this kid was and how did he get this kid, I choose to wait.
He saw me standing at the door, I know he’s free to talk now. I quickly make my way to the living room to have a nice chat with him.
“Who’s that kid?” The moment he shut the door to the bedroom, I asked. He sat beside me, his expression was still calm.
“Didn’t I tell you that he’s my son?” So does that mean you slept with some fucking bitch and got that bitch pregnant? Since you love children so much, she threw the child in your care as she left you… Isn’t it?
“Who’s that girl?” I know my tone sounded more like reprimanding as a lover rather than asking him as a best friend. I just can’t help it.
“She is a silly girl who gave up love for his man.” From his expression, I know it’s true… Does that mean he is that man? Does that mean he loves that girl? That kind of eyes showed as if he had experienced it.
“Where’s that girl now?” His crestfallen look, did the girl left?
“She,” he paused. “She died. She died the moment the baby was born.” Are you grieving over her death? There was someone in your heart after all… Why can’t it be me?
“She never let that man know about the child existence.”Never let that man know about the child existence… Doesn’t that mean…
“This kid isn’t you and that girl’s child?” He shook his head, he looked as if he wanted to say something more but words were stuck in his heart, as if he was keeping something from me...
“No. I… I’m only responsible for taking care of this child.” He looked away not to let me see his straight in his eyes. I chuckled at my own interpretation. Key was only helping his best friend to take care of the child… He’s not the father of the son after all…
I just hug him in once again after the long hug in front of the building, I took a deep breath in to smell his unique scent. I miss his warmth… I miss his smell… I miss his smile… I miss him… He rubbed softly on my back not breaking this perfect moment.
-3rd Person POV-
Jonghyun moved away slightly, hands still around Kibum’s waist. He leaned down slightly and captured Kibum lips with his own. The kiss wasn’t rushed neither was it rough, it was very gentle. He sucked on his bottom lips, begging for entrance. Since Kibum was too shocked by his action, it was easy to invade him. His tongue wrapped around the younger boy’s gliding up and down, doing everything so slowly.
Jonghyun pushed the rapper down, letting his back touched the couch. His hands slipped underneath his t-shirt, softly touching the pale skin beneath. Jonghyun broke the kiss and hovered a little down, sucking and biting on his pale neck. This was when Kibum started pushing Jonghyun away, struggling under him.
“Jjong… We can’t. Ngghh…” Jonghyun rubbed their heated crotch together to prevent Kibum from saying anything more.
“Didn’t you say we are just satisfying each other needs? This time I need you…” He captures his lips once again but was rougher and more desperate.
“Jjong… Jongyeon… is still…. around…” he managed to mutter between kisses.
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It's by a really famous band that makes intrumental song..
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