Baby Baby [Oneshot]
Author: erodedveins
Pairing: Broken!Jongkey, Friendship!Onesided!Minkey
Genre: Angst
Word-count: 2081
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jonghyun and Key hit it off immediately after they moved in together.
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Jonghyun and Key hit it off immediately after they moved in together. They were instantly friends somehow, and what was even weirder was that it seemed completely natural. Like everything had found its order. Everyone else was still sort of awkward, the guys named Onew and Minho being the worst. The maknae was quiet and shy.
Jonghyun and Key just got closer as time went by. Sometimes Jonghyun would even switch rooms with Taemin and sleep in the same room with Key. Of course, on those nights they didn’t get much sleep, perferring to stay up and talk nonsense to each other.
Jonghyun found himself in a bit of a pickle as time passed him by. All the talking he and Key did as friends made them close, but the skinship they did for fans… It drove Jonghyun insane sometimes. His feelings were intensely conflicted. He knew Key was his best friend. He was sure of that. But then, why did the skinship have such an effect on him? It wasn’t that he was shy with affection, the mere idea made him laugh.
The giggly-ness and extra touchyfeely-ness he experienced around Key were increasingly hard to control. And then, when Jonghyun even thought about Key, his heart started to race. Wanting to be touchy-feely, giggly-ness, racing heart… Naaahhhh. No way. Key was his best friend, there was no way he could be in love with his best friend, right? Key was a guy, a male human being however feminine his actions might be. He still had a penis. And Jonghyun was very sure he wasn’t gay.
But the idea was there. The conviction grew stronger and stronger when Jonghyun watched jealously as Key branched out and befriended other idols. And yep, there was another sign that he was in love with Key: jealousy. Jonghyun was pretty sure that best friends didn’t get jealous over their friends hanging out with other people. And suddenly, after months of denying it, Jonghyun didn’t. He didn’t deny that he was in love with Key.
And he was scared. Senselessly.
~
Every time Jonghyun grabbed Key’s hand on a show, he had to force his smile not to be creepily wide. And when Jonghyun grabbed Key’s hand to put it on his chest, he was pretty sure that key could feel his heart beating. His heart felt like it was about to beat out of his ribcage even though that wasn’t possible.
And that one time… with the pocky eating? Jonghyun felt lightheaded afterwards. He smiled, stupidly, but his head hurt and his heart hurt. His blood pressure was probably sky high, and the blood was rushing so hard through him that his whole body throbbed. He knew that was probably the closest he’d ever get to actually really kissing Key. It wasn’t pleasant to think about at all.
Jonghyun wondered when he’d become so comfortable with the idea that he loved Key.
~
Jonghyun was by himself in the dorm. He was restless because the doctor had told him that he couldn’t really go back to practice for another 2 weeks. But he felt, fine, he did. Really. Which is why he was wandering about the dorm, on his ankle that still wasn’t quite healed. He was frustrated that it had been almost 2 years now, and they were about to release a new album, and… Fucking-a, he hadn’t had the guts to even hint that he liked Key as more than a friend.
Key didn’t bother to see that the skinship was more for Jonghyun. That every touch meant something, every secret glance.
Jonghyun was still up and walking around when Key came back in the dorm. He’d been let off early for one reason or another-
“Hyung why are you on your ankle?” Key scowled, and Jonghyun could tell he was mad. Jonghyun opened his mouth to speak, and Key cut him off. “No excuses. I’ve heard them before. Sit down.” Jonghyun went and sat down, wondering exactly who was the hyung and who was the dongsaeng. He smiled slightly, amused with the thought. “It’s not funny, Jonghyun-hyung. You could mess your ankle up even worse!”
“Key, I think I would feel if my ankle suddenly collapsed on me, or stopped working, or something like that. But it’s been fine. And the doctor told me to work it some. So that’s what I’m doing,” Jonghyun’s voice was gentle, not condescending. Key sat down next to him, and sighed.
“I’m sorry I yelled. I just… I worry about you, hyung,” he chuckled a little. “I lied to get out of practice so I could check on you, even to it.” Jonghyun just grinned, and he was quiet.
“Key, I love you,” he said suddenly, still clinging onto the comfortable moment. Key’s eyes widened.
“I love you too, hyung,” he said, cautiously. Jonghyun couldn’t hear hope, or anger, or disgust in his voice. Nothing. It made him on edge, but he forged ahead.
“No, Key. I mean I love you,” he said, hoping that Key would get the meaning. The comprehension in his eyes was more than enough evidence.
“Hyung…,” Key started to cry, and Jonghyun freaked out. He went to hug Key, but before he could, Key shoved their lips together. “I love you too.” Key said in-between kisses. Jonghyun reeled with shock. Key felt the same way..? Oh hell yes.
Jonghyun picked Key up and wrapped his legs around his waist. The kissing turned heated and filled with tongue. Key’s hands were around Jonghyun’s neck while Jonghyun’s hands squeezed Key’s ass. Key’s moans vibrated on Jonghyun’s lips and went straight south. His cock was certainly interested now, if it wasn’t before.
He stumbled to his shared bedroom with Minho and gently laid with Key on the bed. In a flurry of movement, their clothes were off. By this point, Jonghyun was unsure of what to do. He’d never watched gay porn, and any time he read a fanfic he skipped the parts where guys had sex. Key must have seen his indecision, because he leaned up and smiled.
“I’ll tell you what to do,” Key took three of Jonghyun’s fingers and sucked on them, making Jonghyun moan in anticipation. He wished it was something else. When Key let his fingers go, his legs spread wide. “Push them in me one at a time,” Jonghyun reeled. He couldn’t mean…? But yes, he did mean what Jonghyun thought he meant. So, hesitantly, Jonghyun pushed a finger inside Key and when he heard Key take a sharp breath, he almost pulled it out again.
“No, hyung. It feels good,” Key moaned when Jonghyun moved his finger experimentally. He pushed another one in and there was another gasp. Jonghyun moved his fingers around, quickly becoming used to the feel. He pushed the third finger in and moved his fingers, instinctually stretching Key. He felt his fingers brush up against something and Key moaned even louder and arched up. “There. There again, please.” Jonghyun brushed his fingers against it again several times, enjoying the moans that came out of Key’s mouth.
“Now, hyung, take your fingers out,” Key reached over and grabbed the lotion that was on Jonghyun’s dresser. He squirted a healthy amount on Jonghyun’s erection and rubbed it in, earning him a sharp gasp and a loud moan from Jonghyun. “Now, put it in me,” Slowly, Jonghyun pushed his erection in Key and dear sweet Jesus in heaven he’d never felt anything more pleasurable in his life.
“Move,” Key said sharply, and Jonghyun obeyed mindlessly. He was lost in the tightness around his erection. He tried to find that spot again that had Key writhing and when he angled his hips differently he managed to find it. Key was a writhing mess below him, meeting his thrusts. He reached down and pumped Key’s neglected, leaking erection. It didn’t take Key long to come, feeling Jonghyun both inside him and around his erection. Jonghyun wasn’t far behind, after feeling Key constrict around his erection. He collapsed on Key, and rolled over panting.
“I love you, Key,” he said, but Key was already asleep. He felt sleep tugging at him as well, and fell asleep with a satisfied smile on his face.
~
Jonghyun woke up the next morning, naked. He was next to Key and he freaked out. He had sex with a male. What the actual fuck? He grabbed his hair in frustration, and quietly got out of bed. He slipped on his clothes and went outside for fresh air, ignoring everyone who tried to congratulate him.
What was there to congratulate? He’d thought he was okay with liking a guy. He was okay with it. Up until he had sex with Key. God, what was he thinking? He nearly started crying. He didn’t understand why, though. Why wasn’t he okay with this anymore? Just because he liked Key didn’t make him gay, he knew that. But no one else would accept that, and he knew it. You like one member of the same gender, and you’re magically gay. That was probably the reason, he decided. He didn’t want to be hated.
Jonghyun went to the nearest Starbucks, grabbed his order, and sat outside. He contemplated on what to do. He had to find a girlfriend, obviously. That would make him seem less gay, right? And he thought he knew just the girl.
Shin SeKyung was overwhelmed when Jonghyun showed up to the park he said he’d meet her. She was shy, and every time she stuttered or blushed, (“I’m sorry, I’m really not this bad with shyness. Usually, anyway” she apologized.) Jonghyun felt guilt start to eat at him. She genuinely liked him, and he felt nothing but brotherly feelings for her. He was using her, and he couldn’t convince himself otherwise. No matter how hard he tried.
~
It hurt so bad seeing Key get closer and friendlier with Minho. They barely spoke anymore. But Jonghyun knew he did it to himself. After he announced that he was dating SeKyung, the look on Key’s face was horrible.
He went pale, and then he went red as a tomato. He had clapped and whispered ‘congratulations’ and walked off. Jonghyun, and everyone else for that matter, knew that Key had gone off to cry. But no one said anything. From the corner of his eye, Jonghyun saw Minho glare at him.
Jonghyun was pretty sure that Minho didn’t know Jongkey was real. Well, it used to be. It wasn’t anymore. Not since he fucked it up by dating SeKyung. Why had he done that again? Jonghyun was also pretty sure that Minho’s relationship with Key wasn’t like his. There was a sadistic comfort in knowing that. But also a sadness.
~
Jonghyun just couldn’t take it anymore. There was too much angst in him to pretend he was okay with being SeKyung’s boyfriend anymore. They never had time to see each other, and he hadn’t even loved her in the first place. When they broke up, there was no animosity. Jonghyun didn’t dare tell SeKyung that their relationship had been a scam from the start. He knew better.
He wasn’t exactly expecting Key to welcome him back with open arms, but the continued cold shoulder was getting to him. Minho and Key were so comfortable with each other now that their relationship was starting to worry Jonghyun. It depressed him.
“Key, I’m sorry,” Jonghyun said suddenly one day, when it was just him and Key in the kitchen. Key looked up from eating, and he smiled.
“It’s okay, hyung. Minho fixed me,” Jonghyun felt the hope in his heart disappear, and his heart settled into his stomach unpleasantly.
“O-oh. Well, I wish you the best of luck, then,” he tried. He tried really hard to keep the disappointment out of his voice. Jonghyun noticed the pity on Key’s face, though, and knew he hadn’t managed to succeed. He smiled. “Seriously. Good luck, Key.” Key looked as if he wanted to say something, but at that moment Minho walked in and his face went from sympathetic to happy. He smiled warmly. Jonghyun got up and walked out, ignoring the questioning look from Minho.
Jonghyun’s relationship with Key improved a lot after that. But Jonghyun knew it would never be the same. Key’s heart belonged to Minho now.
And Minho would take good care of Key, even if he didn’t return Key’s feelings. Jonghyun was sure of that.
Pairing: Broken!Jongkey, Friendship!Onesided!Minkey
Genre: Angst
Word-count: 2081
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jonghyun and Key hit it off immediately after they moved in together.
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Jonghyun and Key hit it off immediately after they moved in together. They were instantly friends somehow, and what was even weirder was that it seemed completely natural. Like everything had found its order. Everyone else was still sort of awkward, the guys named Onew and Minho being the worst. The maknae was quiet and shy.
Jonghyun and Key just got closer as time went by. Sometimes Jonghyun would even switch rooms with Taemin and sleep in the same room with Key. Of course, on those nights they didn’t get much sleep, perferring to stay up and talk nonsense to each other.
Jonghyun found himself in a bit of a pickle as time passed him by. All the talking he and Key did as friends made them close, but the skinship they did for fans… It drove Jonghyun insane sometimes. His feelings were intensely conflicted. He knew Key was his best friend. He was sure of that. But then, why did the skinship have such an effect on him? It wasn’t that he was shy with affection, the mere idea made him laugh.
The giggly-ness and extra touchyfeely-ness he experienced around Key were increasingly hard to control. And then, when Jonghyun even thought about Key, his heart started to race. Wanting to be touchy-feely, giggly-ness, racing heart… Naaahhhh. No way. Key was his best friend, there was no way he could be in love with his best friend, right? Key was a guy, a male human being however feminine his actions might be. He still had a penis. And Jonghyun was very sure he wasn’t gay.
But the idea was there. The conviction grew stronger and stronger when Jonghyun watched jealously as Key branched out and befriended other idols. And yep, there was another sign that he was in love with Key: jealousy. Jonghyun was pretty sure that best friends didn’t get jealous over their friends hanging out with other people. And suddenly, after months of denying it, Jonghyun didn’t. He didn’t deny that he was in love with Key.
And he was scared. Senselessly.
~
Every time Jonghyun grabbed Key’s hand on a show, he had to force his smile not to be creepily wide. And when Jonghyun grabbed Key’s hand to put it on his chest, he was pretty sure that key could feel his heart beating. His heart felt like it was about to beat out of his ribcage even though that wasn’t possible.
And that one time… with the pocky eating? Jonghyun felt lightheaded afterwards. He smiled, stupidly, but his head hurt and his heart hurt. His blood pressure was probably sky high, and the blood was rushing so hard through him that his whole body throbbed. He knew that was probably the closest he’d ever get to actually really kissing Key. It wasn’t pleasant to think about at all.
Jonghyun wondered when he’d become so comfortable with the idea that he loved Key.
~
Jonghyun was by himself in the dorm. He was restless because the doctor had told him that he couldn’t really go back to practice for another 2 weeks. But he felt, fine, he did. Really. Which is why he was wandering about the dorm, on his ankle that still wasn’t quite healed. He was frustrated that it had been almost 2 years now, and they were about to release a new album, and… Fucking-a, he hadn’t had the guts to even hint that he liked Key as more than a friend.
Key didn’t bother to see that the skinship was more for Jonghyun. That every touch meant something, every secret glance.
Jonghyun was still up and walking around when Key came back in the dorm. He’d been let off early for one reason or another-
“Hyung why are you on your ankle?” Key scowled, and Jonghyun could tell he was mad. Jonghyun opened his mouth to speak, and Key cut him off. “No excuses. I’ve heard them before. Sit down.” Jonghyun went and sat down, wondering exactly who was the hyung and who was the dongsaeng. He smiled slightly, amused with the thought. “It’s not funny, Jonghyun-hyung. You could mess your ankle up even worse!”
“Key, I think I would feel if my ankle suddenly collapsed on me, or stopped working, or something like that. But it’s been fine. And the doctor told me to work it some. So that’s what I’m doing,” Jonghyun’s voice was gentle, not condescending. Key sat down next to him, and sighed.
“I’m sorry I yelled. I just… I worry about you, hyung,” he chuckled a little. “I lied to get out of practice so I could check on you, even to it.” Jonghyun just grinned, and he was quiet.
“Key, I love you,” he said suddenly, still clinging onto the comfortable moment. Key’s eyes widened.
“I love you too, hyung,” he said, cautiously. Jonghyun couldn’t hear hope, or anger, or disgust in his voice. Nothing. It made him on edge, but he forged ahead.
“No, Key. I mean I love you,” he said, hoping that Key would get the meaning. The comprehension in his eyes was more than enough evidence.
“Hyung…,” Key started to cry, and Jonghyun freaked out. He went to hug Key, but before he could, Key shoved their lips together. “I love you too.” Key said in-between kisses. Jonghyun reeled with shock. Key felt the same way..? Oh hell yes.
Jonghyun picked Key up and wrapped his legs around his waist. The kissing turned heated and filled with tongue. Key’s hands were around Jonghyun’s neck while Jonghyun’s hands squeezed Key’s ass. Key’s moans vibrated on Jonghyun’s lips and went straight south. His cock was certainly interested now, if it wasn’t before.
He stumbled to his shared bedroom with Minho and gently laid with Key on the bed. In a flurry of movement, their clothes were off. By this point, Jonghyun was unsure of what to do. He’d never watched gay porn, and any time he read a fanfic he skipped the parts where guys had sex. Key must have seen his indecision, because he leaned up and smiled.
“I’ll tell you what to do,” Key took three of Jonghyun’s fingers and sucked on them, making Jonghyun moan in anticipation. He wished it was something else. When Key let his fingers go, his legs spread wide. “Push them in me one at a time,” Jonghyun reeled. He couldn’t mean…? But yes, he did mean what Jonghyun thought he meant. So, hesitantly, Jonghyun pushed a finger inside Key and when he heard Key take a sharp breath, he almost pulled it out again.
“No, hyung. It feels good,” Key moaned when Jonghyun moved his finger experimentally. He pushed another one in and there was another gasp. Jonghyun moved his fingers around, quickly becoming used to the feel. He pushed the third finger in and moved his fingers, instinctually stretching Key. He felt his fingers brush up against something and Key moaned even louder and arched up. “There. There again, please.” Jonghyun brushed his fingers against it again several times, enjoying the moans that came out of Key’s mouth.
“Now, hyung, take your fingers out,” Key reached over and grabbed the lotion that was on Jonghyun’s dresser. He squirted a healthy amount on Jonghyun’s erection and rubbed it in, earning him a sharp gasp and a loud moan from Jonghyun. “Now, put it in me,” Slowly, Jonghyun pushed his erection in Key and dear sweet Jesus in heaven he’d never felt anything more pleasurable in his life.
“Move,” Key said sharply, and Jonghyun obeyed mindlessly. He was lost in the tightness around his erection. He tried to find that spot again that had Key writhing and when he angled his hips differently he managed to find it. Key was a writhing mess below him, meeting his thrusts. He reached down and pumped Key’s neglected, leaking erection. It didn’t take Key long to come, feeling Jonghyun both inside him and around his erection. Jonghyun wasn’t far behind, after feeling Key constrict around his erection. He collapsed on Key, and rolled over panting.
“I love you, Key,” he said, but Key was already asleep. He felt sleep tugging at him as well, and fell asleep with a satisfied smile on his face.
~
Jonghyun woke up the next morning, naked. He was next to Key and he freaked out. He had sex with a male. What the actual fuck? He grabbed his hair in frustration, and quietly got out of bed. He slipped on his clothes and went outside for fresh air, ignoring everyone who tried to congratulate him.
What was there to congratulate? He’d thought he was okay with liking a guy. He was okay with it. Up until he had sex with Key. God, what was he thinking? He nearly started crying. He didn’t understand why, though. Why wasn’t he okay with this anymore? Just because he liked Key didn’t make him gay, he knew that. But no one else would accept that, and he knew it. You like one member of the same gender, and you’re magically gay. That was probably the reason, he decided. He didn’t want to be hated.
Jonghyun went to the nearest Starbucks, grabbed his order, and sat outside. He contemplated on what to do. He had to find a girlfriend, obviously. That would make him seem less gay, right? And he thought he knew just the girl.
Shin SeKyung was overwhelmed when Jonghyun showed up to the park he said he’d meet her. She was shy, and every time she stuttered or blushed, (“I’m sorry, I’m really not this bad with shyness. Usually, anyway” she apologized.) Jonghyun felt guilt start to eat at him. She genuinely liked him, and he felt nothing but brotherly feelings for her. He was using her, and he couldn’t convince himself otherwise. No matter how hard he tried.
~
It hurt so bad seeing Key get closer and friendlier with Minho. They barely spoke anymore. But Jonghyun knew he did it to himself. After he announced that he was dating SeKyung, the look on Key’s face was horrible.
He went pale, and then he went red as a tomato. He had clapped and whispered ‘congratulations’ and walked off. Jonghyun, and everyone else for that matter, knew that Key had gone off to cry. But no one said anything. From the corner of his eye, Jonghyun saw Minho glare at him.
Jonghyun was pretty sure that Minho didn’t know Jongkey was real. Well, it used to be. It wasn’t anymore. Not since he fucked it up by dating SeKyung. Why had he done that again? Jonghyun was also pretty sure that Minho’s relationship with Key wasn’t like his. There was a sadistic comfort in knowing that. But also a sadness.
~
Jonghyun just couldn’t take it anymore. There was too much angst in him to pretend he was okay with being SeKyung’s boyfriend anymore. They never had time to see each other, and he hadn’t even loved her in the first place. When they broke up, there was no animosity. Jonghyun didn’t dare tell SeKyung that their relationship had been a scam from the start. He knew better.
He wasn’t exactly expecting Key to welcome him back with open arms, but the continued cold shoulder was getting to him. Minho and Key were so comfortable with each other now that their relationship was starting to worry Jonghyun. It depressed him.
“Key, I’m sorry,” Jonghyun said suddenly one day, when it was just him and Key in the kitchen. Key looked up from eating, and he smiled.
“It’s okay, hyung. Minho fixed me,” Jonghyun felt the hope in his heart disappear, and his heart settled into his stomach unpleasantly.
“O-oh. Well, I wish you the best of luck, then,” he tried. He tried really hard to keep the disappointment out of his voice. Jonghyun noticed the pity on Key’s face, though, and knew he hadn’t managed to succeed. He smiled. “Seriously. Good luck, Key.” Key looked as if he wanted to say something, but at that moment Minho walked in and his face went from sympathetic to happy. He smiled warmly. Jonghyun got up and walked out, ignoring the questioning look from Minho.
Jonghyun’s relationship with Key improved a lot after that. But Jonghyun knew it would never be the same. Key’s heart belonged to Minho now.
And Minho would take good care of Key, even if he didn’t return Key’s feelings. Jonghyun was sure of that.