Bumping into lockers [timestamp]
Title : Bumping into lockers
Author : fuckyeahshinee
Pairing : jongkey
Genre : fluff
Rating : PG
Disclaimer : shineeowner owns them, lol
Summary : Jonghyun is sixteen with a heart that starts beating erratically whenever he sees a certain pretty boy.
this is kind of a .. hm, you can consider it a timestamp but I kind of changed it into like "an aftermath chapter"
there are different parts and every part has a title. you'll see.
I have a thing for teenage!jongkey and I just had to add this chapter, it wouldn't be complete if I didn't show you guys how the two are doing now haha.
The parents
“... and then he jumped and almost scratched my face !” a boy with brown side swept bangs said enthusiastically, hands moving up and down for more effect as he explained to his boyfriend how his grandma’s cat could get really dangerous when you didn’t feed him.
Jonghyun chuckled lightly, arm draped over the other’s thin shoulders as they were leaning against one of the trees in the courtyard.
Kibum had been going on and on and on about his visit to his grandma who he hadn’t seen for months and instead of getting annoyed by the constant babbling of the younger boy, Jonghyun couldn't help but secretly smile at how easily excited the other could get.
They had been together for a few months now and Jonghyun felt like he was living in a dream. It was funny, really, because not everybody approved of him and Kibum and yet he thought he was in paradise. Every morning when he woke up he would smile, thinking about how he would see his boyfriend, yes boyfriend, back. They might not share the same classes, but every second spent with his crush was considered a magical moment.
His parents knew, they didn't really say something about it. It wasn't that they were okay with him dating a boy, not at all. They thought it was for the better if they just didn't mention it. That was their way of handling situations, Jonghyun figured out, by ignoring them and acting as if they weren't there.
They had already seen Kibum, Jonghyun had brought him over a couple of times already. His parents just treated him like he was his friend, and he couldn't really ask for more. He knew it was hard for them, he never missed the frown on their foreheads when he would bring Kibum home, he never missed that sad look in their eyes when they noticed their hands wrapped around each other.
At first Jonghyun was a little affected by it, by the way they treated Kibum like a normal school friend while he was more than just that, until Kibum brought him home to his parents and they treated him like the biggest threat to their son they could ever imagine Kibum having. His parents were friendly, polite, sweet, everything a parent should be but when they would see them kissing, they never hesitate to pull them apart.
Jonghyun soon found out how blunt and straight-forward this family was.
When Kibum wanted to take Jonghyun up to his room, his parents would always be there blocking the staircase, a big frown on their forehead and hands on their hips. Kibum's room was forbidden territory.
While for Jonghyun's parents, they could go to Jonghyun's room whenever they wanted. They actually preferred it if they were there, behind closed doors, so that they didn't constantly have to face with the harsh fact that their son's crush was a boy.
Also, they weren't as protective as Kibum's parents. They knew they were both 15 and 16, both teenagers that couldn't keep their hands off each other's body, but they were the "you are old enough to take your own decisions, if you take the wrong one, you are the one responsible for it" kind of parents.
And Kibum's parents were more the "you are still my little baby and I refuse you to take decisions that could change your life" type.
Jonghyun wasn't really sure which one he preferred.
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The friends
Jonghyun didn't really lose any friends, but there were a couple of people that became distant. He told himself that no matter how many people would leave him, as long as Kibum was there, he would fill up all the empty spaces and nothing could hurt him anymore.
He never announced that he and Kibum got together, they all found out themselves and soon the entire school knew about them. They were an unusual couple, a weird pair, two boys wasn't considered normal, and even if some people looked down at them, there were still alot of people who thought they were cute. Especially the girls.
Sometimes a bunch of senior girls would come to them and ask them questions, ruffle their hair or giggle when they would see them holding hands.
They never kissed in school, that was something they only did when they were alone.
When Jonghyun would go out with his friends they would never talk about him and Kibum, it was an awkward subject that they all preferred to avoid. Jonghyun was not complaining, in fact, he liked it better this way. He didn't want anything to change between them just because he was going out with Kibum now.
Sometimes they would joke around, when a pretty girl would pass by all the boys would stare, their eyes slowly going over to Jonghyun who always forced himself to not join their bashful staring. Then they would all laugh, all of them instead of Jonghyun who just watched them with a pained expression, and then go back to their previous conversation as if nothing had happened.
Even though Kibum was only a year younger than them, they couldn't help but treat him like a porcelain doll whenever he tagged along. His friends would give Kibum more attention than Jonghyun himself.
Jonghyun didn't mind, he wasn't really the possessive or jealous type. Especially not when it came to his friends, he actually enjoyed how they treated Kibum like a brittle butterfly.
The dates
Jonghyun didn't have the money to take Kibum on dates. He didn't know how to make reservations at fancy restaurants, didn't know how to pay expensive bracelets or other romantic stuff like that because he wasn't particularly experienced when it came to love and/or indulging a boyfriend.
Instead he opted for buying him a rose or ice cream, because he knew it made the other happy and that was the only way he could keep letting Kibum know he still cared about him. (Also his little, unexpected kisses or those hugs he would often give the younger boy whenever he was in the mood to were a way to let Kibum know he still liked him very, very much.)
They would go walking in the park or go to a movie, do stuff kids their age did. Romance wasn't really their cup of tea, they liked to keep it simple and not put too much show to their relationship.
What they did like were the nights they spent together in Jonghyun's room with the curtains closed and the door locked, cuddling under the sheets or watching funny movies on the older boy's laptop. There they shared sweet and innocent kisses, or a little rougher ones, and they would talk about school or family or listen to music. Kibum always found himself waking up the next morning curled up against the other's warm body, limbs tangled and hair all mussed up.
The decisions
When Jonghyun and his friends would hang out they would often talk about girls. Not only girls, but also girlfriends.
Jonghyun didn't mind that nobody asked him about Kibum when the "girls" topic came to the surface, he was rather relieved.
Girlfriends were, up till the age of 16, just pretty girls boys liked to kiss or show off to their friends.
Now, girlfriends were pretty girls to have sex with.
When Jonghyun's friends began talking about how many times they've already had sex, how it was, with who, when and all that stuff, he didn't feel any more neglected than he already was. He had always felt like the outcast from the moment he began dating Kibum, because no matter what he could never avoid the "girls" topic when he was with his friends and he always just had to suck it up and deal with it.
That's why he also didn't really care when they began talking about sex. Not even when his friends would turn to him and open their mouths to ask him if he already had done it, then realizing he was with a boy and quickly closing their mouths again as they realized they didn't really want to know.
The answer was no anyway.
He had never really thought about having sex with Kibum, up till then their relationship only consisted of talking and cuddling and being cute and sweet. But now, an entirely different chapter had started.
The chapter where he began thinking about the "what if"'s and wondering what Kibum thought about it, or if he had thought about it at all.
It didn't make it any better when he was in school and watched Kibum bending down to grab something, or watched Kibum drinking from a straw, or just watching Kibum in general.
His boyfriend was innocent, pure, an immaculate angel and that was exactly what made Jonghyun even more excited about it. Just the fact that Kibum was un-touched made the urge to touch him even stronger.
He had already checked out Kibum's body numerous times but this time it was with a different glint in his eyes.
Kibum had a boyish body, just like him. Neither of them had muscles, except for Jonghyun's almost-there sixpack. They both just had a flat tummy, Jonghyun's shoulders a bit broader than his boyfriend's and arms only a little bit bigger. There wasn't much difference, only that Jonghyun's body was a bit more mature and masculine than Kibum's, who's body was basically still one from a child.
The older boy didn't know how, but even though Kibum still had a child-like body, he had always thought he looked sexy. Maybe it was because of the way his boyfriend used his body, not walking but gliding, charming elegancy and body movements.
Until one day they were in Jonghyun's room, watching funny cartoons on his laptop whilst lying in bed.
They were both leaning against the headrest with pillows supporting their back and head, thighs pressed together under the duvet and laptop placed on their legs.
Kibum had stripped down to his tank top and boxers and Jonghyun was only wearing his basketball shorts.
It was a Friday night and Jonghyun had asked him if he wanted to sleep over at his house, his parents were out and wouldn't be back until much later and maybe that was the reason why Jonghyun had asked Kibum. But he wasn't sure, didn't really want to know either.
It started off innocently, with their shoulders and thighs pressed together, the only thing that was different was that jonghyun's thoughts weren't as innocent as his actions.
In his head he would've had Kibum under him and half naked already, their lips mashed together and their limbs wrapped around each other. He didn't really know what the cartoons they were watching were about, the only thing he could really think of was Kibum next to him in only boxers and a tanktop. It didn't matter how much he just wanted to focus on whatever they were watching, he couldn't seem to stop thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking about.
He glanced at the boy next to him, hesitantly, carefully, watching Kibum's every move and smile, counting the times the corners of his lips would curl upwards when there would be a particular funny part, watching how the lights of the screen danced on his face and made it possible for him to witness his every change of expression.
He was more than just proud to call Kibum his boyfriend.
Before he knew it, he had his body turned and his lips pressed to Kibum's lips, eyes falling closed and feeling how the other's body relaxed under his, the soft flutter of his eyelashes against his making a shiver go down his spine and his heart beat speed up even more.
Kibum pulled back before Jonghyun could press a little harder, murmuring something against his lips that sounded like "what's wrong" but Jonghyun ignored it, kissing the corner of his mouth a few times before going back to those small, pink lips that tasted like mint and honey and strawberry at the same time.
He smiled a little when he felt the other surrender, Kibum's body relaxing entirely under his and his hands going up to rest on his bare back. He himself had his both hands next to the other's body to support himself, his knees digging into the mattress, lips pushing down onto the other's so that he was almost entirely on top of him.
Kibum was submissive, Jonghyun kinda liked that, obeying to whatever silent order his boyfriend gave him and doing what he was told.
When Jonghyun had successfully lain down the other boy, his head still supported by a bunch of fluffy pillows, he slung his one leg over the other's body and clutched the narrows hips with his knees. His tongue was starting to get impatient and Kibum tasted way too good and Jonghyun was curious to if it tasted even better inside.
So he gently, carefully, almost hesitantly darted out his tongue, dragging it lazily over the other's plump bottom lip and waiting for what the other's response would be.
A low hum escaped the back of Kibum's throat, slightly opening up for the other's probing tongue and letting it softly caress his own.
Jonghyun felt a familiar tingle in his stomach, one that he used as an alarm bell to stop whatever he was doing, but he always failed to obey himself so he ended up just ignoring it.
Kibum's hands gripped at Jonghyun's back a little tighter making the older boy shiver, tongue running over the back of Kibum's perfect straight teeth.
Kibum let out another sound, this time a little more high pitched. Jonghyun's mind was immediately swept of all thoughts not involving Kibum and him, all he really wanted, needed, was feeling Kibum's skin under his fingertips.
He wanted to be reminded that the younger boy belonged to him, that they were together, that he was indeed his boyfriend.
He picked up his hand and carefully placed it on the other's waist, gently caressing it and letting it travel lower to the hem of his tank top, fingering at it.
Kibum's hands went up and locked around his neck, pulling him in a bit more and tilting his head to the side.
Jonghyun's hand slowly disappeared underneath the tanktop, touching his hipbone and curling his fingers around it.
Jonghyun softly bit down Kibum's bottom lip when he felt the other's nimble fingers running through the hair ar the back of his head. His hand travelled higher, caressing his side and flat tummy, enjoying how soft his skin felt under his fingertips and how his muscles tensed and relaxed everywhere he touched.
The moan Kibum let out when the older boy pressed at a certain sensitive spot on his body made Jonghyun even more excited, pulling back and turning around to quickly close his laptop behind him and push it to the end of the bed.
He hastily adjusted his position again, hands underneath the other's tanktop and wrapped around his sides and mouth hungrily pushing against the other's.
Kibum remained submissive, giving Jonghyun permission to do with him whatever he wanted to do and staying with just twisting his fingers around Jonghyun's brown locks and pulling at them. His hips were clutched by the other's knees so he couldn't do anything with his legs, arms twining around his neck and pulling him closer.
Jonghyun's bangs were tickling the other's face but it seemed that he didn't pay any attention to it, eyes remaining shut until he felt the other's hands bunching up his tanktop, revealing his torso.
His eyes fluttered open but Jonghyun was too busy lapping at the inside of his mouth, hands all over his body, caressing and scratching, trying to find his sensitive and less sensitive spots.
His palm slid over his flat tummy up to his chest, resting it there, breath hitching because damnit he was so soft and the air in the room was becoming so thick they could hardly breathe.
Jonghyun moved his hand again, brushing over Kibum's nipple making the boy gasp, quickly propping himself up on his elbows all sweaty and out of breath. Jonghyun was slightly panting against the others lips, blinking confusedly at the other's abrupt reaction.
He leaned forward again, trying to continue where they had left off but Kibum weakly pushed at his shoulder, "J-jonghyun, no,"
His voice was a mere whisper, hands slightly trembling as they tried to push gently at the other's shoulder but Jonghyun had none of that.
"It's okay, just ... let me," He said softly, coaxing the younger back onto the mattress and pressing their lips back together, the both of them gone way too far to stop now. A voice at the back of the older boy's head said that maybe he should've talked his boyfriend about it first, just to be sure if he was okay with all this, but the selfish part of him, the hungry part, said no, just continue what you're doing, it's not like you're hurting him, you're only bringing him pleasure. And Jonghyun listened to the latter.
A few sloppy kisses and exploring hands later Kibum propped himself up again, pushing Jonghyun away like he had done before with disheveled hair and a heart thumping so loud Jonghyun couldn't hear his own anymore. "S-stop it," He said trying to sound demanding, but the words coming out as if he was pleading.
Jonghyun panicked for a second, didn't Kibum like it ? Or maybe he was just scared.
"Don't you trust me ?" Jonghyun asked, voice a bit sad, a bit judging, a bit of everything. His eyes on the other hand, were black, black with lust and want. His body was longing for the younger boy, the craving for Kibum making him forget about how selfish he was being.
Kibum looked at him in confusion, eyes going down to Jonghyun's naked chest and then to his own. "O-of course I do," He said, stuttering a bit because his mind was still going into overdrive. Jonghyun leaned down again at hearing those words but Kibum backed away, "N-no," He pleaded, fear crossing his features and making Jonghyun snap back into reality. "P-please, Jonghyun," He looked up at his boyfriend with big, innocent eyes and Jonghyun's face softened.
He looked so pure, so angelic.
Jonghyun let out a soft sigh, nodding and pulling away. Kibum quickly yanked down his tank top that was still bunched up under his armpits, trying to quickly fix the mess that was his hair with one hand and sitting up straight, leaning against the headboard of the other's large bed.
Jonghyun was sitting across of him on the mattress indian style, watching as the younger boy fixed himself up.
The inside of his tummy felt warm because of the tingling of when he had touched Kibum so intimately and because of just watching the other boy sitting there, his heart doing sommersaults at realizing how very much in love he was.
He felt sorry for having forced the other, for having forced him and for letting his egoism empower. He had only thought about his own selfish needs and didn't take the other's feelings into consideration.
"I'm sorry," He said softly, looking down at the space between them and being reminded at when they weren't dating yet, at when they would talk and he would notice how much space there was between their bodies and calculating how much steps it would take to be pressed up against him.
He didn't want to notice that space anymore, they were together there was no space between them. Even if they were kilometers apart they would still be somehow connected. They would always be together.
So how come he felt so far away from him all of a sudden ?
It made him feel empty. It made him feel unwanted.
Kibum noticed though, he always noticed. "It's okay," He replied, voice soft and sweet as always as Jonghyun felt him shift closer.
The mattress dipped right in front of him and he looked up, locking eyes with that boy he had a major crush on and would always have, or so he thought, but yeah he probably would.
"Maybe ..." Kibum began, hand reaching out for Jonghyun's and lacing their fingers together. "Hm, next year," He said with a small smile and lit up eyes.
Jonghyun shuddered at the feeling of having Kibum's pretty fingers locked with his own, eyes cast down at how they fit so perfectly.
And this time he got reminded at when he had first shook hands with Kibum, and at when he came home later that day and had dropped himself on his bed, folding his own hands and thinking 'our hands would look like this'. The only difference was that it looked way better with Kibum's fingers between his instead of his own.
He didn't even care anymore if he still had to wait a year for Kibum.
He had this feeling that it was all going to be worth it.
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the end :)
this is probably going to be the last fanfic I'll write ... for now. school will start in a couple of days and i'll have to study ... really hard. I won't have anything to go on the internet with or write fanfics on except for pen and paper.
Maybe, when I have inspiration, I'll write something down on paper so that I'll already have something in store for you guys for when I come back. But I don't think I will. I have no time for this anymore even though I love it so much ... I am still working on a oneshot, maybe I'll be able to finish it up before school starts, we'll see !
Maybe there will be drabbles/oneshots in the future but I'm not sure so this is my goodbye, for now. I don't think anyone will notice because I'm not a popular author or anything, but yea. I'll miss you ! thank you for the comments and sweet words, they were all very encouraging <3
Remember, this is a goodbye, not a farewell !