Title: His Eyes [Oneshot]
Title: His Eyes [Oneshot]
Author: christmasplush
Pairing: JongKey, slight 2min
Disclaimer: I do not own SHINee.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Author's Note: Un-betaed. Enjoy!~
Without a word, he left.
The departure was so sudden - Jonghyun could only clutch the slightly crumpled pink post-it note in his hands in shock.
Watch me.
A short phrase was elegantly scrawled on with no signature, but Jonghyun already knew who it was from.
Kim Kibum.
-2 nights ago-
Kicking off his shoes, Jonghyun tiredly made his way to the bedroom. He surveyed the dim apartment, taking note of the untouched meal for two on the dinner table - in front was a beautiful cake; the candles already burnt out. Eyes stopping on the huddled figure laying on the couch, the tired man sighed soundlessly, slipping his arms under his boyfriend and carrying him to the bed.
Kibum's eyelids fluttered, slowly opening to meet the chocolate orbs above him, "Have you eaten?"
A shake of Jonghyun's head.
"Were you out?"
Gaze averted, the older nodded his head slightly.
Out - it always meant being somewhere with a random girl; most likely fucking.
This is the fourth time this week, Kibum's self conscience quietly murmured.
Something - a feeling so held back, so ignored - snapped.
Kibum finally let the tears he had been holding back, for so long, flow freely down his cheeks, "Why don't you love me?"
"I-I do," Jonghyun whispered, stuttered, bitting down on his lip.
The younger pushed him away before mumbling, "But it's not enough."
Staring into each other's eyes, the couple both heard the silent question coming from Jonghyun. "You won't go, right?"
-
Kibum took in the sea breeze, dangling his arms carelessly over the ship's railing. His favorite hot pink suitcase rested by his feet as he watched the buildings slowly shrink, slowly getting farther and farther.
Kibum liked - no, it was far more than that - he loved Jonghyun. More than anything else in the world.
But he couldn't help but feel as if it was a relationship that was made out of pity. A one-sided love. Unrequited feelings.
A child with a toy that always ended up being broken.
-3 years later-
"Hyung," Taemin croaked, wiping his chocolate covered face as his eyes widened at the lopsided cake in front of him.
"It looks wonderful, baby," Kibum clapped his hands over his mouth - an attempt to muffle the giggles threatening to pour out of his mouth.
"Do you think Minho hyung will like it?"
"Do you think Minho hyung will like what?" Minho strolled into the kitchen to see the chocolate figures - one snorting and one glancing up in horror.
Throwing up his arms in the air dramatically, Taemin screamed, "Nothing!"
Minho stepped over to the trembling younger boy, "You have chocolate on your lips."
Kibum smirked and slipped into the living room, avoiding the couple before they could start celebrating Minho's birthday - with birthday sex.
Flipping on the television, Kibum settled on the couch, watching the news.
"Today we have a special guest, a rookie singer all the way from South Korea, Kim Jonghyun," The show host flashed a smile and gestured for the said person to sit down.
Kibum couldn't concentrate on any words as he watched the singer grin, answering whatever question that came towards him.
"So, Jonghyun, did you have anyone special in your life lately?"
Jonghyun cast his eyes downward, his grin suddenly gone, before gazing into the camera.
"I did. He was so important to me, but I never noticed. I never realized that I loved him more than anything."
Pain was evident in Jonghyun's voice, "Please, if you are watching. Please. Just come back to me. Saranghaeyo."
His voice cracked on the last word and the camera switched to the host.
-
Sighing, Kibum made his way to the neighboring cafe, attempting to get his mind off of the words he never heard come out of his mouth.
Saranghaeyo.
Jonghyun bowed politely to all of the staff members, praising, "Thank you for your hard work."
He recalled passing a cafe on the way to the studio and snuck out of the back door, taking quick strides down the sidewalk.
BAM.
Kibum looked up at the stranger he had crashed into, a gruff man around his forties and apologized before he tried to lift himself off the ground. A cry of pain escaped his mouth when he applied pressure to his palm as the man stood up, grumbling and walking away hurriedly.
Two feet stopped in front of Kibum as a hand shot out towards the fallen boy, offering help. Following the hand with his eyes, up to the person's face, Kibum gasped.
Those eyes.
Smiling softly, Jonghyun murmured, "I found you."
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Author: christmasplush
Pairing: JongKey, slight 2min
Disclaimer: I do not own SHINee.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Author's Note: Un-betaed. Enjoy!~
Without a word, he left.
The departure was so sudden - Jonghyun could only clutch the slightly crumpled pink post-it note in his hands in shock.
Watch me.
A short phrase was elegantly scrawled on with no signature, but Jonghyun already knew who it was from.
Kim Kibum.
-2 nights ago-
Kicking off his shoes, Jonghyun tiredly made his way to the bedroom. He surveyed the dim apartment, taking note of the untouched meal for two on the dinner table - in front was a beautiful cake; the candles already burnt out. Eyes stopping on the huddled figure laying on the couch, the tired man sighed soundlessly, slipping his arms under his boyfriend and carrying him to the bed.
Kibum's eyelids fluttered, slowly opening to meet the chocolate orbs above him, "Have you eaten?"
A shake of Jonghyun's head.
"Were you out?"
Gaze averted, the older nodded his head slightly.
Out - it always meant being somewhere with a random girl; most likely fucking.
This is the fourth time this week, Kibum's self conscience quietly murmured.
Something - a feeling so held back, so ignored - snapped.
Kibum finally let the tears he had been holding back, for so long, flow freely down his cheeks, "Why don't you love me?"
"I-I do," Jonghyun whispered, stuttered, bitting down on his lip.
The younger pushed him away before mumbling, "But it's not enough."
Staring into each other's eyes, the couple both heard the silent question coming from Jonghyun. "You won't go, right?"
-
Kibum took in the sea breeze, dangling his arms carelessly over the ship's railing. His favorite hot pink suitcase rested by his feet as he watched the buildings slowly shrink, slowly getting farther and farther.
Kibum liked - no, it was far more than that - he loved Jonghyun. More than anything else in the world.
But he couldn't help but feel as if it was a relationship that was made out of pity. A one-sided love. Unrequited feelings.
A child with a toy that always ended up being broken.
-3 years later-
"Hyung," Taemin croaked, wiping his chocolate covered face as his eyes widened at the lopsided cake in front of him.
"It looks wonderful, baby," Kibum clapped his hands over his mouth - an attempt to muffle the giggles threatening to pour out of his mouth.
"Do you think Minho hyung will like it?"
"Do you think Minho hyung will like what?" Minho strolled into the kitchen to see the chocolate figures - one snorting and one glancing up in horror.
Throwing up his arms in the air dramatically, Taemin screamed, "Nothing!"
Minho stepped over to the trembling younger boy, "You have chocolate on your lips."
Kibum smirked and slipped into the living room, avoiding the couple before they could start celebrating Minho's birthday - with birthday sex.
Flipping on the television, Kibum settled on the couch, watching the news.
"Today we have a special guest, a rookie singer all the way from South Korea, Kim Jonghyun," The show host flashed a smile and gestured for the said person to sit down.
Kibum couldn't concentrate on any words as he watched the singer grin, answering whatever question that came towards him.
"So, Jonghyun, did you have anyone special in your life lately?"
Jonghyun cast his eyes downward, his grin suddenly gone, before gazing into the camera.
"I did. He was so important to me, but I never noticed. I never realized that I loved him more than anything."
Pain was evident in Jonghyun's voice, "Please, if you are watching. Please. Just come back to me. Saranghaeyo."
His voice cracked on the last word and the camera switched to the host.
-
Sighing, Kibum made his way to the neighboring cafe, attempting to get his mind off of the words he never heard come out of his mouth.
Saranghaeyo.
Jonghyun bowed politely to all of the staff members, praising, "Thank you for your hard work."
He recalled passing a cafe on the way to the studio and snuck out of the back door, taking quick strides down the sidewalk.
BAM.
Kibum looked up at the stranger he had crashed into, a gruff man around his forties and apologized before he tried to lift himself off the ground. A cry of pain escaped his mouth when he applied pressure to his palm as the man stood up, grumbling and walking away hurriedly.
Two feet stopped in front of Kibum as a hand shot out towards the fallen boy, offering help. Following the hand with his eyes, up to the person's face, Kibum gasped.
Those eyes.
Smiling softly, Jonghyun murmured, "I found you."
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