“I kissed her today.” Jonghyun says, tracing the veins on Kibum’s fragile wrist with his fingers.
“Oh?” Kibum replies, leaning further back on Jonghyun’s chest, savoring the warmth he gives.
“She’s nothing like you, you know. You are both beautiful and famous but the similarities end there. Your lips are liquid fire whilst hers are just soft…”
Kibum smiles contently. “But don’t tell me you don’t like the feel of her in your arms just a little bit.”
“Hmm..”
“She is your ideal woman, hyung. Admit that you like it.”
“Maybe a little,” Jonghyun says, kissing Kibum’s wrist.
“I’m not threatened. You come back to me every night.”
“You should never feel abandoned, Bummie. I’m yours, always.”
They smile and close their eyes, knowing that the theatrics will continue the next day.
What truly matters is behind the scenes, away from paparazzi eyes or stalkers. It’s in their hearts.