and this is why I love him so much. ♥
Title : and that's why I love him so much ♥
Author : fuckyeahshinee
Pairing : Jongkey
Genre : fluff, ultra!cheesiness
Rating : PG
Disclaimer : shineeowner owns them, lol.
Warning : engrish + unbeta'd
Summary : Jonghyun loves his diva, Kibum loves his puppy, just like that.
A/N : I had to update, my fingers and brains were itching to write Jongkey. This is a really random oneshot, hope you enjoy though.
Everybody has already heard of that all too familiar magnetizing feeling of the sexual appeal, right ?
That feeling young teenage boys get, teenage boys with lots of hormones, becoming real men, trying to discover themselves.
That feeling they all get when they see a girl. Tight top, huge boobs, mini skirt, long legs, exposed skin, ...
Well, in my case, it's all different.
Or wait no, I may exaggerate.
I don't have that kind of sexual attraction towards girls, or maybe I do, since I am bisexual.
But to get to my point,
there is only one person in this world that can make my sexual appeal go uncontrolable.
He doesn't has the curves like girls has, let's just say, he's flat chested, and I don't care.
He also doesn't has an ass like any other woman has. That's just because he's so skinny.
He does has the curves as in 'the most sexy hips' especially when he dances. The way he sways them makes my mind go blank.
All though he doesn't has any of those typical woman features,.
He still has those other features whom are able to drive me to pure insanity,
a petite and fragile waist, his long legs, his slender and soft fingers, his perfect shaped lips, beautiful eyes, perfectly soft and sweet scented hair, ...
Those features that aren't typical for women.
He has them all.
Also the fact that he's really good in topping, emphasis the word 'boy'.
All though I top most of the time, I'm still the actual guy in the relationship.
Not that I consider him as the girl. I consider him as the one I should protect, the one I should make happy and the one I should care about the most in my life.
I don't give a fuck about him being male. I don't give a fuck about we having the same gender.
Gender is only a word.
And love is something so much different from that word.
Love doesn't has limits, love doesn't has rules, love has his own ways.
I can't control this love. He just makes me lose my control. He just makes my legs go jelly and my mind go blank.
He's perfect.
He is utterly gorgeous and cute, always squeaky and joyful. Nothing that can bring him down.
But if somethines does bring down his mood, then I advise you to not joke around or try to make him laugh.
Just cuddle him. comfort him, give him some huggles, sweet meaningful kisses and protective words.
This boy, is the word 'perfect' itself. I can't imagine myself without him.
If it wasn't for him being near me for these past years, I would've drowned myself in my problems and miseries.
All though he can nag like hell, all though he's a diva most of the time, all though he gets jealous easily,
he will always stay my adorable, little boyfriend.
He can be the most annoying bitch in the whole world,
and I wouldn't want it any other way.
He has changed so much in my life, he has changed so fucking much in my life, he has changed everything in my life.
He is my life.
His name's Kim Kibum, aka The almighty, brown hair, not too small but also not too tall, skinny, a sophomore.
Kim Kibum, or rather, the most beautiful and fascinating person in my entire world, my happines and my source of sexual appeal.
He's the only spark of happines in my life. The only ray of sunshine in this world, and the only star I can see in the nightsky.
and that is why I love him so much.
--
"Heeeelloo baaaaby ~" a boring voice exclaimed, staring at his desk covered with papers and pens.
I stared at the small posture. I was behind him, he probably heard me come into our shared bedroom.
"Hi babe, what are you doing ?" I asked sweetly.
"Math ..." He sighs, turning around and flashing me a tired, yet lovely smile.
I approached him as I looked at his notes, picking a few papers up and observing them.
"What the fuck is this shit," I thought to myself, "I remember when I learned all this, I forgot everything."
I said, smiling and stroking his soft hair. He turned back aroung, facing his desk and started scribbling something down that looked like an equasion.
I was facing his back again, quite dissapointed that I didn't receive a kiss, so I twisted my body so I could face him, giving him a fast peck on the lips and retreating my unbalanced body whom was only supported by one leg.
He chuckled, nibbling on his pen.
I turned him back aroung and pulled his arm, asking for him to stand up so I could sit down.
He obeyed me and I placed him on my lap, laying my chin on his shoulder.
"You smell so good ~" I snickered, kissing his neck.
He shivered under the touch, pulling up his shoulders, "Stooop ~" He whined giggling.
I continued teasing him, nipping at his skin, snuggling my noze in his hair, inhaling his scent.
He giggled, trying to concentrate on his homework, but unfortunately for him, miserably failing.
He stood up, shrugging me off of him, stating something as in, "I'm getting some water," and left the room.
There was a jizz in my pants as I saw him leaving the room in that typical hip-swaying matter of him, or was it because his perfect ass left my lap ? ... Do you now know what I mean with that magnetizing feeling of the sexual appeal ? Probably.
I looked at the scattered papers on the floor.
Not used to Kibum being so messy, I started picking them up.
It were his notes he took during class.
Seems that he had a pretty boring time there during History as I read his properly handwriting stating 'The war of 1950-1953'.
I took the paper in my hand as I noticed he had drabbled and scribbled some unnecessary things on the sideline of his paper.
My name was written all over the place, with little hearts around them and cute smileyfaces.
I smiled, how can a person be so fucking adorable.
I noticed how he wrote my name in big letters on the bottom of the paper and 'saranghae' beneath it in small letters.
I heard the doorknob turning and I quickly placed the papers on his desk.
He entered the room and eyed me in suspicion.
"What were you doing ?" He asked, a hint of worry in his voice.
I grinned at him, "Did I already told you that you're hot ?"
A smirk was plastered on his face upon hearing that.
I approached him and laced our fingers together, we bumped noses and I connected my lips with his.
It felt just right.
--
Do you know that feeling, that feeling when somebody has protected you for the past couple of years, and you just can't think about having a life without that person anymore ?
That magnetizing feeling when you see your boyfriend walking around shirtless, restraining yourself from attacking him right there and then to poke his sexy abs and toned chest.
All though the boobs are missing, all though the femininity is missing, all though your a boy yourself and you're uncontrolably in love with ... someone of the same gender.
I don't give a fuck.
You know why ? Because my boyfriend is the best.
Because I can't see myself without him.
He's the one who protected and cared for me the last couple of years, he's the one who's always there for me, he's the one I always dreamed of.
He perfectly know how to handle me.
He also knows what he has to do or say, doesn't matter which situation we're in.
He's so sweet to me, it's like everytime I fall, he's there, ready to catch me.
And not to mention that he's awesome at topping.
He's good in everything. Everything everything everything.
He always helps me out.
He's the only one who can make me smile, and I mean, a realy meaningful smile.
But he's also the only one who can make me cry, and I mean, crying out of pure misery and despair.
He even adjusts his kisses to all of my moodswings.
When I'm mad at him, he just kisses me square on the lips, to shut me the fuck up, and it always helps.
When I'm sad, he gives me those sweet, loving pecks and holds me in his strong arms. That's his way of comforting me, and I don't want it in any other way.
When I'm happy, he gives me those sweet lingering kisses, making me remind that he really loves me, it just makes me happier.
When I'm sobbing uncontrolably because stress is overwhelming me, he kisses me in that passionate way of his. His tongue making my stress dissapear.
When I'm tired, he just kisses my cheek, which chase my nightmares away.
When I'm dissapointed, he kisses my neck, making me forget my problems for a while.
When I'm sick, he kisses my forehead, making me feel a lot better.
When I'm horny, ... He just gives all the kisses in one.
He knows exactly when I want to cuddle, he knows exactly when I need a hug, he knows exactly what I want, every minute of the day.
I don't want too much of course, I don't wanna be a pain in the ass, I just want him. Only him.
I don't need anything else, as long as he's by my side, I'm okay with everything.
His name is Kim Jonghyun, aka Dino, blonde-brown dyed hair, pretty short, but not that short, a senior.
Kim Jonghyun, or rather, a cheesy, romantic puppy-like bastard whom I care about., fucking hot, the most beautiful and fascinating person in my entire world, my happines and my source of sexual appeal.
He's the only spark of happines in my life. The only ray of sunshine in this world, and the only star I can see in the nightsky.
and that's why I love him so much.
A/N : lol, hope you enjoyed it ♥
Author : fuckyeahshinee
Pairing : Jongkey
Genre : fluff, ultra!cheesiness
Rating : PG
Disclaimer : shineeowner owns them, lol.
Warning : engrish + unbeta'd
Summary : Jonghyun loves his diva, Kibum loves his puppy, just like that.
A/N : I had to update, my fingers and brains were itching to write Jongkey. This is a really random oneshot, hope you enjoy though.
Everybody has already heard of that all too familiar magnetizing feeling of the sexual appeal, right ?
That feeling young teenage boys get, teenage boys with lots of hormones, becoming real men, trying to discover themselves.
That feeling they all get when they see a girl. Tight top, huge boobs, mini skirt, long legs, exposed skin, ...
Well, in my case, it's all different.
Or wait no, I may exaggerate.
I don't have that kind of sexual attraction towards girls, or maybe I do, since I am bisexual.
But to get to my point,
there is only one person in this world that can make my sexual appeal go uncontrolable.
He doesn't has the curves like girls has, let's just say, he's flat chested, and I don't care.
He also doesn't has an ass like any other woman has. That's just because he's so skinny.
He does has the curves as in 'the most sexy hips' especially when he dances. The way he sways them makes my mind go blank.
All though he doesn't has any of those typical woman features,.
He still has those other features whom are able to drive me to pure insanity,
a petite and fragile waist, his long legs, his slender and soft fingers, his perfect shaped lips, beautiful eyes, perfectly soft and sweet scented hair, ...
Those features that aren't typical for women.
He has them all.
Also the fact that he's really good in topping, emphasis the word 'boy'.
All though I top most of the time, I'm still the actual guy in the relationship.
Not that I consider him as the girl. I consider him as the one I should protect, the one I should make happy and the one I should care about the most in my life.
I don't give a fuck about him being male. I don't give a fuck about we having the same gender.
Gender is only a word.
And love is something so much different from that word.
Love doesn't has limits, love doesn't has rules, love has his own ways.
I can't control this love. He just makes me lose my control. He just makes my legs go jelly and my mind go blank.
He's perfect.
He is utterly gorgeous and cute, always squeaky and joyful. Nothing that can bring him down.
But if somethines does bring down his mood, then I advise you to not joke around or try to make him laugh.
Just cuddle him. comfort him, give him some huggles, sweet meaningful kisses and protective words.
This boy, is the word 'perfect' itself. I can't imagine myself without him.
If it wasn't for him being near me for these past years, I would've drowned myself in my problems and miseries.
All though he can nag like hell, all though he's a diva most of the time, all though he gets jealous easily,
he will always stay my adorable, little boyfriend.
He can be the most annoying bitch in the whole world,
and I wouldn't want it any other way.
He has changed so much in my life, he has changed so fucking much in my life, he has changed everything in my life.
He is my life.
His name's Kim Kibum, aka The almighty, brown hair, not too small but also not too tall, skinny, a sophomore.
Kim Kibum, or rather, the most beautiful and fascinating person in my entire world, my happines and my source of sexual appeal.
He's the only spark of happines in my life. The only ray of sunshine in this world, and the only star I can see in the nightsky.
and that is why I love him so much.
--
"Heeeelloo baaaaby ~" a boring voice exclaimed, staring at his desk covered with papers and pens.
I stared at the small posture. I was behind him, he probably heard me come into our shared bedroom.
"Hi babe, what are you doing ?" I asked sweetly.
"Math ..." He sighs, turning around and flashing me a tired, yet lovely smile.
I approached him as I looked at his notes, picking a few papers up and observing them.
"What the fuck is this shit," I thought to myself, "I remember when I learned all this, I forgot everything."
I said, smiling and stroking his soft hair. He turned back aroung, facing his desk and started scribbling something down that looked like an equasion.
I was facing his back again, quite dissapointed that I didn't receive a kiss, so I twisted my body so I could face him, giving him a fast peck on the lips and retreating my unbalanced body whom was only supported by one leg.
He chuckled, nibbling on his pen.
I turned him back aroung and pulled his arm, asking for him to stand up so I could sit down.
He obeyed me and I placed him on my lap, laying my chin on his shoulder.
"You smell so good ~" I snickered, kissing his neck.
He shivered under the touch, pulling up his shoulders, "Stooop ~" He whined giggling.
I continued teasing him, nipping at his skin, snuggling my noze in his hair, inhaling his scent.
He giggled, trying to concentrate on his homework, but unfortunately for him, miserably failing.
He stood up, shrugging me off of him, stating something as in, "I'm getting some water," and left the room.
There was a jizz in my pants as I saw him leaving the room in that typical hip-swaying matter of him, or was it because his perfect ass left my lap ? ... Do you now know what I mean with that magnetizing feeling of the sexual appeal ? Probably.
I looked at the scattered papers on the floor.
Not used to Kibum being so messy, I started picking them up.
It were his notes he took during class.
Seems that he had a pretty boring time there during History as I read his properly handwriting stating 'The war of 1950-1953'.
I took the paper in my hand as I noticed he had drabbled and scribbled some unnecessary things on the sideline of his paper.
My name was written all over the place, with little hearts around them and cute smileyfaces.
I smiled, how can a person be so fucking adorable.
I noticed how he wrote my name in big letters on the bottom of the paper and 'saranghae' beneath it in small letters.
I heard the doorknob turning and I quickly placed the papers on his desk.
He entered the room and eyed me in suspicion.
"What were you doing ?" He asked, a hint of worry in his voice.
I grinned at him, "Did I already told you that you're hot ?"
A smirk was plastered on his face upon hearing that.
I approached him and laced our fingers together, we bumped noses and I connected my lips with his.
It felt just right.
--
Do you know that feeling, that feeling when somebody has protected you for the past couple of years, and you just can't think about having a life without that person anymore ?
That magnetizing feeling when you see your boyfriend walking around shirtless, restraining yourself from attacking him right there and then to poke his sexy abs and toned chest.
All though the boobs are missing, all though the femininity is missing, all though your a boy yourself and you're uncontrolably in love with ... someone of the same gender.
I don't give a fuck.
You know why ? Because my boyfriend is the best.
Because I can't see myself without him.
He's the one who protected and cared for me the last couple of years, he's the one who's always there for me, he's the one I always dreamed of.
He perfectly know how to handle me.
He also knows what he has to do or say, doesn't matter which situation we're in.
He's so sweet to me, it's like everytime I fall, he's there, ready to catch me.
And not to mention that he's awesome at topping.
He's good in everything. Everything everything everything.
He always helps me out.
He's the only one who can make me smile, and I mean, a realy meaningful smile.
But he's also the only one who can make me cry, and I mean, crying out of pure misery and despair.
He even adjusts his kisses to all of my moodswings.
When I'm mad at him, he just kisses me square on the lips, to shut me the fuck up, and it always helps.
When I'm sad, he gives me those sweet, loving pecks and holds me in his strong arms. That's his way of comforting me, and I don't want it in any other way.
When I'm happy, he gives me those sweet lingering kisses, making me remind that he really loves me, it just makes me happier.
When I'm sobbing uncontrolably because stress is overwhelming me, he kisses me in that passionate way of his. His tongue making my stress dissapear.
When I'm tired, he just kisses my cheek, which chase my nightmares away.
When I'm dissapointed, he kisses my neck, making me forget my problems for a while.
When I'm sick, he kisses my forehead, making me feel a lot better.
When I'm horny, ... He just gives all the kisses in one.
He knows exactly when I want to cuddle, he knows exactly when I need a hug, he knows exactly what I want, every minute of the day.
I don't want too much of course, I don't wanna be a pain in the ass, I just want him. Only him.
I don't need anything else, as long as he's by my side, I'm okay with everything.
His name is Kim Jonghyun, aka Dino, blonde-brown dyed hair, pretty short, but not that short, a senior.
Kim Jonghyun, or rather, a cheesy, romantic puppy-like bastard whom I care about., fucking hot, the most beautiful and fascinating person in my entire world, my happines and my source of sexual appeal.
He's the only spark of happines in my life. The only ray of sunshine in this world, and the only star I can see in the nightsky.
and that's why I love him so much.
A/N : lol, hope you enjoyed it ♥