A day in the life of; oneshot
Title: A day in the life of
Pairing: JongKey
Genre: Drama, Love, Angst
Summary: Jonghyun doesn’t care about anything more than his best friend, crush, his love, Kim Kibum. Even if that person doesn’t love him, even if he is being repeatedly turned around and cussed at, he still loves him. Maybe that’s what it’s supposed to be like.
A/N: Something I thought of in class.
Jonghyun zipped up his own bag and Kibum’s. He glanced over to the sleeping boy; he was so precious like that, like an angel. Kibum stopped talking to him after reading over headlines of the newspaper a couple mornings back. Every time Jonghyun touched him he had an excuse to move away. For each word came silence, for each smile came a blank face. It was like a never ending cycle of opposites. But, the weekend was their weekend, all them.
He planned the whole thing, from transportation to budgeting, he did it all. He went downstairs and placed the bags neatly in the trunk before going back up the stairs. He slid one of his arms under the bend in Kibum’s leg and the other wrapping around the base of his neck. He lifted him up and grinned, the boy looked so helpless while being lifted up. Usually Kibum was very self-conscious when it came to Jonghyun picking him up, he always yelled about how he gained weight. But here, it was perfect; this was how Jonghyun wanted it to be.
Kibum always explained in depth why they could only be friends, but Jonghyun never listened. Kibum would shove it in his face how it was just fan service, but he didn’t listen. Maybe, maybe Jonghyun should’ve listened, for he was making a huge mistake today.
. . . . .
Kibum stirred when the van came to an abrupt stop. He cursed under his breath, for he was one of those people who liked every second he could get of sleep. He looked around, groaning when his eyes met Jonghyun’s. he pushed his back to the door, his legs swinging over the other’s thighs,” Where the hell are we going?”
Jonghyun let his hands massage the tense calves, loving the smooth touch of the boy’s skin below the basketball shorts. He shifted into a comfortable spot,” We are going… CAMPING! YOU, ME, A LAKE, ALL BY OURSELVES!”
Kibum put a lazy finger up to his mouth after kicking his legs around. He sighed,” Shut up, don’t you like… ever shut your face? Gawd damn, Jonghyun, just… let me go back to sleep already.” He settled for a little bit, moaning into the pillow as his legs were getting softer and more relaxed. But then he shot up, fully awake,” CAMPING?! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU BRING ME CAMPING!”
Jonghyun shrugged as his arms wrapped around Kibum’s waist and he set his hand into the warm lap. He smiled, deeply looking into the cat-like eyes,” Because, I read an article about one that totally makes you serene, so I decided to go here with you. Isn’t it great?”
Kibum shook his head dramatically,” Uh, hell no! Why didn’t you bring Taemin or Minho?! THEY are the campers and outdoorsman, THEY ARE! NOT ME!” Jonghyun grinned as he laughed into the stomach in front of him. He lifted up the flimsy piece of fabric and stuck his head in, laughing loudly into the enclosed space.
Kibum growled, poking at the bulge in his designer shirt,” Get out of there, what the fuck are you, a puppy?”
Jonghyun slid his head out; his teeth were wrapped around the hem of the pale pink cotton. He let out a small whimpering sound as he playfully pulled the opposite direction. Kibum made a distinct frown,” Are you trying to get me horny? Jonghyun… we’ve been best friends forever, you don’t get me horny, other guys do. Now back the fuck off and let me go to sleep before we both end up in hell for a crime I will commit. Hurry up!”
“We are only best friends and nothing more, got it? You better be listening this time. I had lots of dicks in my ass, me plus dick minus Jonghyun equals happy Kibum, okay?!” He let out a tired sigh and started inspecting his dead ends,” You do know that I want nothing more than friendship… right?”
Jonghyun shook his head as he watched the trees wash by outside. Kibum swung his legs back over Jonghyun’s thighs,” Massage them.” Jonghyun obeyed. The little noises coming from Kibum’s mouth was better than heaven, better than anything in the world; it was pure ecstasy.
. . . . .
“Oh no it’s okay, I can hold your bags too, Kibum.” Jonghyun started carrying both bags and set off into the woods. He rented a cabin for the two of them and made sure it had everything they needed for the weekend. He opened the door and Kibum entered, making little squealing sounds in the back of his throat. He disappeared between doors and Jonghyun went into the bedroom so set down their bags.
He opened all the drawers and started folding them neatly while putting the clothes in nicely.
“Where’s the other bed?” Kibum was leaning against the door, his lips pursed into a thin line. Jonghyun kept folding and organizing,” There’s only one; we’re sharing it.” he pointed to the full sized bed.
Kibum toed off his shoes and jumped on the bed. He wrapped himself inside the blankets and chuckled loudly,” I’m not sure that’s a good idea on your part. I hog the blanket at night.” Jonghyun nodded, placing all of their colognes and products on the nightstand. He grinned and watched the little roll form on the mattress. “Nope, it’s good on my part, too. I get to sleep next to you; we haven’t done that since junior high.”
Kibum quietly rolled himself out and pulled at the hem of his shirt,” You aren’t getting any, Jonghyun, I don’t do that to friends.” Jonghyun went back to unpacking and made a wild statement of his own, trying his bext to keep it low,” But we can always be more…”
“No, that’s where you’re wrong. We can’t be more than friends, I need one night stands, lots of good sex, and no commitment. I hate commitment.” Kibum made sure he heard that.
. . . . .
Jonghyun was hunched over the logs for about five minutes before it lit up into a beautiful mix of colors. He clapped his hands together and took out the candles to light them up. After putting a dark red table cloth over a box that he placed on the floor, he beckoned Kibum over.
Kibum didn’t want to move, he was drawing pictures in the dirt with a stray twig he found. Jonghyun made his way over and held out his hand, Kibum latched on and was pulled up only to be sat down on the dirt again, except this time it was next to a table with food.
“Eat up!” Jonghyun couldn’t contain his grin as he made his way into his plate and filled it all up. Kibum swirled his fork around the mashed potatoes and jabbed multiple holes into the hot dog. He listened to their manager like a wild crush, he loved their manager, and he would never eat this stuff unless his he was told he could. He pushed his plate away and crawled back to his spot on the dirt mound to finish his masterpiece.
Jonghyun looked up from his plate, his cheeks filled with artificial food,” Nwat weating, wibum?”
Kibum shook his head and his carved a heart into the dried mud, his pants were getting dirty, but for once he didn’t care. Jonghyun quickly stuck another Vienna sausage in his mouth before wiping his hands on the back of his jeans. He crouched down on his knees and inspected the muddy mess.
He pointed to a stick figure and chuckled,” That looks like our manager! The hair and everything, wow Kibum you’re an artist. Who’s it supposed to be?”
“Our manager.”
And that’s when Jonghyun took the pretty heart that surrounded the lanky drawing and sneezed on it. Kibum shrieked and hit Jonghyun in the face, a light smack for the damage he’s done. Jonghyun looked up, cupping the red cheek,” You… you slapped me! Kibum, you really slapped me!”
Kibum retreated his hand into his pocket, not knowing what to do next, he didn’t mean to it just happened. “I-I didn’t know that was going to happen, you startled me, you know I hit things when I get scared…!” Jonghyun let his mouth open wide in shock,” You don’t get scared when it’s just a freaking stick man! You can start over, you know! And… our manager, do you have a crush on him or something?! Why are you drawing him!?”
Kibum shrugged and slumped onto the porch stairs,” I wanna go home, hyung, I want to go back now.”
He never calls Jonghyun hyung unless it’s serious. But Jonghyun planned it all out, paid it all off, and anticipated it, he couldn’t go home now. He rubbed at his stinging cheek one last time before sitting down next to the hunched figure. Jonghyun reached out to grasp his hand, just like they always did; their hands were usually like magnets. But all Kibum did was turn away, taking his hand with him.
Jonghyun couldn’t help but feel bad for reacting that way. “Listen, Kibum, I didn’t mean to say it that way… it isn’t a bad thing to have a crush on our manager bu-“
Kibum scoffed and got up, not even planning to wipe the crusty dirt off his bottom. He picked at his nose a little before sighing,” But? Yeah, that’s why I didn’t tell you guys, you wouldn’t understand, you never do.” He tried walking back to the front door but Jonghyun pulled him back and turned him around.
“What are you talking about? I understand everything about you, Kibum, I know everything, I-I… we’re best friends! Why are you saying this?” Jonghyun was close to crying, he couldn’t understand why his best friend had become so distant. It seemed like only yesterday they were laughing to some silly microphone switch up and slapping each other’s thighs happily.
Kibum didn’t answer but he could feel his emotions coming out of the bottle and traveling up his throat. He felt tight, his whole body tense, but his neck was getting sore from holding everything in. He didn’t have the strength to walk anymore, he couldn’t take another step.
Jonghyun got up and started swiping his hands around Kibum’s backside to get all the dried mud off. He knew that his friend would break down soon, he also knew exactly what to do; this wasn’t the first time. After taking the sprinkles of dirt off he picked the younger one up, baby style. Kibum rested his head into the smooth crook and inhaled all he could so he could attempt to breathe out smoothly, but, it came out shaky and he released his first tear.
Kibum was sweaty and sticky from the muggy air outside. He was being held up stairs and into the bedroom. Jonghyun kicked the bathroom door open with a slam and put Kibum on the floor. He automatically turned the water on and waited until it was warm enough to take off his clothes. He put bubbles in the meantime.
He started with the shirt; he slowly took the thin material off, subtly touching the smooth skin. Next were the pants. He unbuttoned the jeans and yanked them off with the briefs. Kibum climbed into the bubbly bath tub and sighed. His head draped beautifully against the marble and his eyes were closed, his mouth opened. Jonghyun tried to make himself comfortable on the bathroom tiles.
“Want to tell me everything now?”
That was like a siren to Kibum’s ears, a new flooding emotion filling his throat as he shook his head ‘no’. Jonghyun shrugged and took out a loofah, filling it with peachy scented body wash. He started scrubbing the areas his friend couldn’t reach. Kibum shifted a little before humming out a name,” Shin Se Kyung… did you hear?”
Jonghyun nodded, doubt filling his chest,” W-what about it?”
“She likes SHINee… she likes you, my best friend. I’d never been so scared to lose you; ever.” His voice was raspy and cut off by tears. Jonghyun couldn’t help but cry along with him. He grabbed onto his hand and squeezed it tightly,” I would never leave you, did you not listen when I told you I would love you until forever?”
Kibum smiled between wiping,” Did you not listen to me when I said I didn’t want you?” Jonghyun shook his head and Kibum felt better to have more dialogue. “Why would you love me if all I am is an ass to you? I push you around, I cuss in your face, I make you feel stupid, yet you’re still here… scrubbing my back while I’m naked. Why, why do you do it?”
Jonghyun gave a lifeless frown and cupped the sweet, tear stained cheeks,” Because that’s what love is, Kibum. Giving your heart to someone and trusting them not to break it, because, you hope that one day they’ll love you the same way.” He inhaled a few deep breaths and bit his lower lip,” I’ve been waiting since junior high… don’t you think it’s a little late to give up, now? I’ve never wanted anything so much in my whole life. I want to drown in your love and just live my life there. Don’t you see how hard I’m trying not to push you into loving me? Do you understand how fragile you are, how much I cherish you, how I would bow down on my knees and kiss your feet if you asked me to?”
It was silent for too long. Kibum got up from the tub, the sound of dripping water filled the tiled bathroom. He reached for his towel and swiftly wrapped it around his hips, dangling loosely around his pretty features.
“I still don’t love you.”