Sugar
Sugar
G; SHINee-Taekey; fluff; nudge
200 words
the natural breakfast system
note for shineeworld prompt lies and how to tell them
Sugar
Kibum is in the kitchen, trying his very best to finish making breakfast before it is time for Taemin to go to school.
"Smells amazing as always, Hyung," Taemin says robotically, setting his heavy school bag on a chair where it tips over the edge. He sits and lets his head fall to the table like a rock. "Lay one on me."
Kibum sets the maple syrup next to a plate of puddle shaped pancakes.
"Eat."
He eats and makes a face.
"Hyung, your pancakes taste like shit."
Kibum's usual kitchen rustling stops abruptly, and Taemin turns around in time to see his shoulders hunch. "I wake up at four-thirty every morning to feed you. Couldn't you just pretend to like it, you ungrateful little brat?"
Taemin stands up, straightens his uniform, and sneaks over to Kibum where he forcibly turns him around. Kibum eyes are wide and hurt.
"Don't worry, Hyung," he says, "All I needed was some sugar."
He presses his syrup coated lips to Kibum's with a chuckle.
When they detatch, Kibum's suckling on his sugary bottom lip, mumbling something about Taemin being late for school and about hating him for all eternity.
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G; SHINee-Taekey; fluff; nudge
200 words
the natural breakfast system
note for shineeworld prompt lies and how to tell them
Sugar
Kibum is in the kitchen, trying his very best to finish making breakfast before it is time for Taemin to go to school.
"Smells amazing as always, Hyung," Taemin says robotically, setting his heavy school bag on a chair where it tips over the edge. He sits and lets his head fall to the table like a rock. "Lay one on me."
Kibum sets the maple syrup next to a plate of puddle shaped pancakes.
"Eat."
He eats and makes a face.
"Hyung, your pancakes taste like shit."
Kibum's usual kitchen rustling stops abruptly, and Taemin turns around in time to see his shoulders hunch. "I wake up at four-thirty every morning to feed you. Couldn't you just pretend to like it, you ungrateful little brat?"
Taemin stands up, straightens his uniform, and sneaks over to Kibum where he forcibly turns him around. Kibum eyes are wide and hurt.
"Don't worry, Hyung," he says, "All I needed was some sugar."
He presses his syrup coated lips to Kibum's with a chuckle.
When they detatch, Kibum's suckling on his sugary bottom lip, mumbling something about Taemin being late for school and about hating him for all eternity.
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