Short: A Bitch At Heart
A Bitch At Heart
Kibum & Taemin ; PG-15
Taemin and Key arrived at a local drug store in the middle of the night, dressed in their pajamas and sweaters, shivering and huddling their bodies with their arms, getting the most warmth they can obtain by movement alone. They trot around, looking for the isle specially shelved for cold and coughs medicine, for Onew had unfortunately woken up to a horrible coughing fit.
Key cannot stand a sick person in the room, so he had awaken irritated but worried all in one and dragged the lightest person out of the room to accompany him to a trip to the pharmacy. Taemin (or anyone else, really) had no say because any person who said any witty comment would be sent flying out the window. No one wanted to be sleeping outside…it’s too cold to sleep outside.
They drifted along the isles and soon find the healthcare row, grabbing what they came for and hurried back to the front, where the cash registered were located. The two luckily made it first to pay for their item when a teenage girl arrived at their tail, holding her purchase. She was no older than Key, clad in pink sweats and long sleeve. She immediately placed her hands on her lips, expression completely displeased.
“Did you find everything okay, sir?” The cashier automatically asked, smiling warily. He itched his head and yawned, not caring if his eyes watered.
Key returned the favor, smiling slight. “Yeah, it’s fine. I only complain about the weather, it’s so cold,” He searched around his sweater pockets for his wallet, not feeling the bulkiness safe in his sweater.
Fuck.
“Is there something wrong?”
“Uh, I seem to have…left my wallet at home,” The older boy turned to Taemin, biting his lower lip, whispering. “Taeminnie, do you have any money on you?”
“Y-yeah, I think I do,” Taemin reassured, searching for his own money case. The girl behind let out an audible sigh, tapping her fingers at her hips. Key looked at her, apologetic.
“I’m sorry about this,”
She icily glances and looks away, scoffing. “Sure, sure.”
Taemin could feel his skin crawl. The girl clad in pink replied in the worst possible way, and he could only imagine how Kibum’s facial expression began to form.
“You know…there’s no need to say it like that, it’s rather rude.” Kibum snapped, giving his attention to the girl.
The cashier sensed the heated aura of Kibum. Bitch fight? He thought.
“Sweetie, you’re taking your sweet ol’ time there. You’re what? Little brother is a fucking grandma here.” She retorts, biting her nails.
Key doesn’t take shit from anyone. Taemin scurried to the left slightly, only to feel Kibum move him far away, closer to the cashier who leaned to Taemin, whispering. “Uh…have you found your…w-wallet?”
“Yeah, it’s just…hyung’s…ah.”
“Bitch fight?”
“Yeah, you could say that.” Taemin retracted his wallet from his pocket to hand the cashier his due.
“Wench, you don’t tell my fucking teammate what the Hell he is. If you’re so entitled do so, you’re a whore bag with an ‘I’ line. Surely you have your grandfather’s figure,” Key coolly said, crossing his arms. He wasn’t intimidated, not at the least.
“And what are you? A faggot-face drag? Didn’t your mother tell you not to fight with girls or are you actually a girl down there?”
The cashier and Taemin choked on their saliva simultaneously to the verbal word battle going with the two. This wasn’t heading anywhere pretty.
“At least I learned my manners unlike you. You must be a man because your patience is as small as your dick, and brain combined. Whore faces like you don’t even deserve the attention if you only return an apology with a dirty ass fucked up expression like yours. I’ve wasted my time on someone insignificant as you, and sweetie, you do not want to end up with a ‘Z’ line by the time I leave this pharmacy. Are we clear? I think so.” Kibum inhaled slowly, shaking his head. He turns his body to face the cashier once again, the same smile he had before. Looking composed as ever.
“Did Taemin pay for the medicine?”
“…Y-Y-Yeah,”
Kibum blushed slightly, embarrassed by his actions. He linked his arm with Taemin who just pulled up his hoodie, trying hard not to snigger at the girl. “I’m sorry about that. I hope you have a good night and stay warm.” Kibum waved at the cashier good-bye, rushing out to the cold once again.
The girl clad in pink only gaped, staring at Kibum who left the pharmacy content with a box of medicine.
No one should mess with Kim Kibum.
*No one tell me that they have never done something like this or have wanted to do this to some snotty little person :) btw, who else is lovin LRing Ding Dong? XDD. It's Fantastic, Elastic <3
Kibum & Taemin ; PG-15
Taemin and Key arrived at a local drug store in the middle of the night, dressed in their pajamas and sweaters, shivering and huddling their bodies with their arms, getting the most warmth they can obtain by movement alone. They trot around, looking for the isle specially shelved for cold and coughs medicine, for Onew had unfortunately woken up to a horrible coughing fit.
Key cannot stand a sick person in the room, so he had awaken irritated but worried all in one and dragged the lightest person out of the room to accompany him to a trip to the pharmacy. Taemin (or anyone else, really) had no say because any person who said any witty comment would be sent flying out the window. No one wanted to be sleeping outside…it’s too cold to sleep outside.
They drifted along the isles and soon find the healthcare row, grabbing what they came for and hurried back to the front, where the cash registered were located. The two luckily made it first to pay for their item when a teenage girl arrived at their tail, holding her purchase. She was no older than Key, clad in pink sweats and long sleeve. She immediately placed her hands on her lips, expression completely displeased.
“Did you find everything okay, sir?” The cashier automatically asked, smiling warily. He itched his head and yawned, not caring if his eyes watered.
Key returned the favor, smiling slight. “Yeah, it’s fine. I only complain about the weather, it’s so cold,” He searched around his sweater pockets for his wallet, not feeling the bulkiness safe in his sweater.
Fuck.
“Is there something wrong?”
“Uh, I seem to have…left my wallet at home,” The older boy turned to Taemin, biting his lower lip, whispering. “Taeminnie, do you have any money on you?”
“Y-yeah, I think I do,” Taemin reassured, searching for his own money case. The girl behind let out an audible sigh, tapping her fingers at her hips. Key looked at her, apologetic.
“I’m sorry about this,”
She icily glances and looks away, scoffing. “Sure, sure.”
Taemin could feel his skin crawl. The girl clad in pink replied in the worst possible way, and he could only imagine how Kibum’s facial expression began to form.
“You know…there’s no need to say it like that, it’s rather rude.” Kibum snapped, giving his attention to the girl.
The cashier sensed the heated aura of Kibum. Bitch fight? He thought.
“Sweetie, you’re taking your sweet ol’ time there. You’re what? Little brother is a fucking grandma here.” She retorts, biting her nails.
Key doesn’t take shit from anyone. Taemin scurried to the left slightly, only to feel Kibum move him far away, closer to the cashier who leaned to Taemin, whispering. “Uh…have you found your…w-wallet?”
“Yeah, it’s just…hyung’s…ah.”
“Bitch fight?”
“Yeah, you could say that.” Taemin retracted his wallet from his pocket to hand the cashier his due.
“Wench, you don’t tell my fucking teammate what the Hell he is. If you’re so entitled do so, you’re a whore bag with an ‘I’ line. Surely you have your grandfather’s figure,” Key coolly said, crossing his arms. He wasn’t intimidated, not at the least.
“And what are you? A faggot-face drag? Didn’t your mother tell you not to fight with girls or are you actually a girl down there?”
The cashier and Taemin choked on their saliva simultaneously to the verbal word battle going with the two. This wasn’t heading anywhere pretty.
“At least I learned my manners unlike you. You must be a man because your patience is as small as your dick, and brain combined. Whore faces like you don’t even deserve the attention if you only return an apology with a dirty ass fucked up expression like yours. I’ve wasted my time on someone insignificant as you, and sweetie, you do not want to end up with a ‘Z’ line by the time I leave this pharmacy. Are we clear? I think so.” Kibum inhaled slowly, shaking his head. He turns his body to face the cashier once again, the same smile he had before. Looking composed as ever.
“Did Taemin pay for the medicine?”
“…Y-Y-Yeah,”
Kibum blushed slightly, embarrassed by his actions. He linked his arm with Taemin who just pulled up his hoodie, trying hard not to snigger at the girl. “I’m sorry about that. I hope you have a good night and stay warm.” Kibum waved at the cashier good-bye, rushing out to the cold once again.
The girl clad in pink only gaped, staring at Kibum who left the pharmacy content with a box of medicine.
No one should mess with Kim Kibum.
*No one tell me that they have never done something like this or have wanted to do this to some snotty little person :) btw, who else is lovin LRing Ding Dong? XDD. It's Fantastic, Elastic <3