The One I Love part (4.2/?)
Title: The One I Love part 4.2/?
Fandom: SHINee
Pairing: JongKey, 2min, OnewChicken. slightJonghyun/Sekyung
Gender: Yaoi/Slash, Romance, Angst?
Disclaimer : not own SHINee ~,~; If I own all of them, Taemin will be my little brother and no one can date with him (brother complex), Minho will be my husband, Jonhyun and Key will be married and Onew can eat chicken as much as he want.
Warning: My grammar is sucks.... English isn't my mother language
Summary: I can't make a summary. ~,~;
A/N: I'm sorry, I misunderstand what my beta give me~,~; Thanks to my beta pandragonriyong love you so much!! Don't forget to comment^^
~Jonghyun's POV~
I tried to sit up by myself, wincing in pain as I did so. When I was sitting upright, I pulled Kibum to sit on my lap. He was light, so I didn't feel extra pressure on my injured butt. I smiled, trying to not show the pain.
"No worries. You're okay, and that's all that matters ..." I whispered, stroking his cheek. Kibum's face instantly burned and I widened my eyes in amusement. 'Ki ... Kibum?'
"Key Umma? Jonghyun Hyung?" I looked up and saw Taemin crouching down beside Kibum. "Are both of you all right?" He is such an angel, instantly worrying over us.
Kibum reached over and pulled him into a hug. "Of course we're fine, baby," he said. I looked up and tried not to laugh at the scene of Minho chasing Jinki Hyung around with a butcher knife. "It's all thanks to Dino that I didn't injure anything, though he hurt himself." I snapped my attention back to Kibum, my eyebrow twitching. 'Dino?' I growled in my head. He looked at me with an apologetic look and I dropped my irritated expression, smiling at him instead. Kibum smiled back. "Because you 'saved' me, you can choose what we eat for breakfast."
I can't believe what he had just said. My eyes widened. "Really?" I asked, sounding like a child who found out they were going to Disney World. I tried not to look at Taemin pouting. Since Taemin was the one who stayed up waiting for Kibum, I should think like him and choose what he wanted to eat.
He nodded happily.
"Yay! I want omelet!" I said, and Taemin instantly grinned. I guess I chose the food that he wanted. I hugged Kibum again. "I love you, Bummie!" I cheered, kissing his cheek.
My eyes instantly widened, wondering why I just did that. 'I kiss his cheek. Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I KISSED HIS CHEEK!' To not look suspicious or anything, I tried to cheer again, joining Taemin at the background.
He pushed me away and turned to the stove. "Araso, Araso ..." he muttered before standing up.
*
"God ... I hate meetings ..." I whined, thankful that I was on the van that was bringing us back to our dorm. I felt hands on my shoulders, followed by the pressing and kneading of them; someone was massage my shoulders. I looked behind and stared.
Kibum.
He smiled at me. "We have been invited by Changmin Hyung to SuJu's party. It's like, a celebration for something ... I forget what for."
Jinki nodded. "Yup, but they said we should change our clothes."
"Neh ..." I nodded tiredly.
*
I glanced at the mirror to see how I look. I chose a black tight wifebeater, with equally tight black pants. It's simple but good. ... Okay, okay, I was too tired to choose clothes.
"Oh. Done already?"
I turned around and saw Kibum with part of his body in the room. My eyes studied his appearance; a dark grey sweater, dark grey Anlo skinny jeans and a grey hat. I frowned.
Kibum was surprised at my reaction and looked down to inspect his own clothes. When he was down, he looked back up at me. "What?" he asked.
I shook my head. "Nothing. I was just wondering how rare it was to see you dressed like that."
He raise his eyebrow.
"I mean, you're always the fashionista of our group, and always fussy with our 'taste-in-fashion-so-bad-even-a-hobo-wouldn't-dream-of-wearing-these' as you would put it, but now ..." I trailed off since it was obvious he was getting the point.
He just smiled, sticking his tongue out. "Come on, the others are already waiting for us. I mean ... you."
*
~Normal POV~
"Welcome!" Changmin greeted as the SHINee members entered the club. He went forward and hugged Jinki. When he released the younger man, Jinki scurried back to stand beside his members.
SHINee, being the polite boy band they are, bowed respectfully. "Thanks for invite us, Hyung," the four eldest members greeted normally, while Taemin said it cheerfully. Changmin just grinned and ruffled Taemin's hair. "All right, no problem. Just come in and enjoy yourselves."
He left and Jinki, Jonghyun and Kibum expected Minho and Taemin to sit on the love seat which was situated on the far side of the rom. Minho and Taemin did leave, but not to have a little makeout session. Changmin came back and dragged Jinki to dance with him, claiming that his favorite song was on. ... And that leaves Jonghyun standing awkwardly near the door with Kibum.
Jonghyun glanced at Kibum who was staring at the dance floor with a slightly angry expression. Jonghyun looked at the direction of where Kibum was staring, wondering what was so interesting. He saw Taemin dancing closely and sexily to Minho, and Jonghyun raised a brow.
"Minho ... how dare you taint my little baby ..." Kibum growled.
Jonghyun felt a drop of sweat form on his face. "Um, Kibummie?"
The diva dropped his expression and looked at him sweetly. "Yes?"
"Do you want a drink?" Jonghyun asked, though he already knew the answer. Kibum nodded slightly enthusiastically. "Guess I'll have to bring one for you," Jonghyun chuckled awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck. He turned to the direction of the bar when -
"Jjo ... Jonghyun," Kibum suddenly called.
Jonghyun turned to look at him, heart thumping wildly. "Thanks," Kibum said softly, giving him the most beautiful smile Jonghyun had ever seen in his lifetime.
Jonghyun blushed and coughed to hide his embarassment. "You're welcome."
*
"Yah, Jonghyun, why didn't you go down to the dance floor?" Kibum asked, drink his tequila.
Jonghyun was busily texting on his phone. "Huh? Oh, no, I'm not hungry ..." he said, obviously not paying attention to Kibum. He didn't even spare a simple glance at his best friend.
Kibum huffed, annoyed that Jonghyun wasn't paying any attention to him. He thought that after the incident at the kitchen that morning, things between him and Jonghyun would've been better. Turns out he was wrong. ... God, he sounds like an easily-jealous girlfriend. Psht. Whatever. He picked up his glass and knocked his head back as he downed his tequila until the glass was empty.
"Key!"
Kibum looked up and saw Jaejoong standing in front of him with a wide grin. Kibum put down his glass and smiled. "Yes, Hyung?"
Even though DBSK disbanded, the former members were still invited to this party for ... reasons unknown. Kibum couldn't find out why and the Super Junior members kept on easily changing the topic whenever he asked.
"Dance with us!" Jaejoong said as he took hold of Kibum's hand. Kibum obliged willingly with a grin, allowing his Hyung to drag him to the dance floor.
*
~Jonghyun's POV~
"Yah, Jonghyun, why didn't you go down to the dance floor?" I heard Kibum ask, seeing him drink his tequila from the corner of my eyes.
I didn't quite catch the question properly, but I know he'll be pissed off if I asked him to say it again. So I just said the first answer that popped into my head. "Huh? Oh, no, I'm not hungry ..." I muttered, still typing out my text to send to Sekyung.
I heard Kibum huffing and the creak of a chair. I sent the text and looked up to see his head back as he downed his tequila in one shot. He looked pissed; guess I said the wrong answer. I opened my mouth to say something -
"Key!"
Kibum and I looked up and saw Jaejoong Hyung in front of him with a grin. Kibum looked down momentarily to put his glass down before looking back up and smiling. "Yes, Hyung?" he asked sweetly.
I won't even ask why the disbanded Dong Bang Shin Ki Hyungs were invited to this party.
"Dance with us!" Jaejoong Hyung said as he gently grabbed Kibum's hand. Kibum pushed himself up from the stool with a wide grin, letting Jaejoong Hyung drag him to the dance floor.
'Us?' I thought, confused. I looked at the dance area and saw Yunho Hyung waiting for them, his jacket already taken off and thrown into a corner.
My eyes widened when I saw Kibum taking off his sweater and threw it at the floor near my feet when he was between Jaejoong and Yunho Hyung. Now I know why he smirked at me that time back at home. God, he is beautiful. Underneath that sweater was a black long-sleeved, off-the-shoulder top. I don't want to know how he got such a girly shirt and how he looked so damn hot in it.
A particularly sexy song came up and Kibum snapped into a seductive pose. He danced between the two Hyungs, now and then running a hand down their thighs then back up around their waists. I gritted my teeth and turned around sulkily to finish my martini. After the song finished, a new equally-sexy one came up, and I was already on my ninth glass of martini. Darn, guess I shouldn't have drank so much. I stood up and could just make out the fuzzy outline of Kibum's sweater. I shakily bent down and picked it up, pressing it to my nose and inhaling the sweet scent. With a determined motive, I made my way to Kibum who was being grinded by both Jaejoong and Yunho Hyung.
Jealous? Yes. Envious? Yes. Angry? HECK YES!
I suddenly grabbed hold of a skinny arm and pulled a sweaty and heavily breathing Kibum into my chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, dangerously close to his sweet ass. Jaejoong and Yunho Hyung were startled but they didn't say anything.
"He's mine," I snarled. "Back off!"
*
~Kibum's POV~
I was startled when Jonghyun suddenly turned me around and made me lean into his chest. I was stunned and sure that I was blushing like an idiot when he wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked at him. 'Is he drunk?'
"He's mine," he growled. "Back off!" I don't believe it! I was his?! As much as I would love to, not in this way!
"Jonghyun!" I yelped when he suddenly yanked my arm and dragged me upstairs. He opened the door to a lover's suite and I blushed again. "Jonghyun, what -?" I was cut off when he threw me against the wall before he flung my sweater somewhere over his shoulder. I raised both my arms so that I could push him away, but he held my wrists and pinned them to the wall, my hands trapped on either side of my head. I could smell the alcohol from his breath. Just how drunk is he?
"Remember, Bummie ... you're mine ..." he hissed near my ear before licking it.
I tried to shiver not because of the action nor the sentence, but because of the cold air. But you and I both know that I would be lying if I said that. "J-Jjongie ... you're drunk ... Please, let me -"
He cut me off again. Not because he hurled me to the other side of the room. He cut me off by roughly pressing his lips against mine. My eyes widened, staring at his closed ones. 'He kissed me. OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD, HE FREAKING KISSED ME.'
His hands slipped from my wrists and roamed all over my body. I felt my eyes flutter close as I tried my best to hold in my moans, still trying (and failing) to get him away from me. My eyes snapped open when he slipped his hand into my pants. "JJONG, STOP IT!" I pushed him away roughly and he fell to the carpeted floor.
I was breathing heavily and staring at him with tears in my eyes, pants unbuttoned and unzipped. Jonghyun suddenly stood up and approached me slowly, one hand in front of him. "K-Kibum ... I-I'm ..." I stepped back. Wait, since I was against a wall, I just slid away from him in fear, a tear making its escape from my eye. "I'm so sorry, Bummie ... I ..."
"No, don't go near me ..." I whimpered.
"Bummie ... I ..."
"JUST STAY AWAY!" I screamed and bolted the door open. I ran down the stairs and out of the club. My tears were blurring my vision heavily, and I don't know where should I go.
"Key!" someone yelled out. That someone stopped me by holding my arm. I winced and prayed to God that it wasn't Jonghyun. I slowly looked back.
"Jinki Hyung ..." I whispered in relief.
He sighed and pulled me into a tight hug. "Are you all right? You're trembling," he whispered as he stroked my head. He should've noticed that I was crying, but maybe he thought it was best to not mention it.
"Please ... Please, Hyung ... Please let me sleep in your room ..."
He pulled away questioningly, but nodded. He led me to our dorm which was only about three blocks away and five stories up. While we were walking, he just held me tight with one arm and held my hand with the his other hand, singing sweet songs that we sang. I almost fell asleep when he sang Best Place.
He unlocked the door and brought me to his room. He made me sit down while he searched through his clothes and helped me change into them. After making sure I was comfortable, he put the blanket over me and kissed my forehead. "Sleep well, Key. So tomorrow you can make fried chicken for me," he chuckled softly.
I giggled. What a sappy rhyme. "Yeah ... I hope so ..." I whispered before feigning a yawn so he can leave me to my thoughts. "Goodnight, Hyung ..."
"'Night, Key ..."
When Jinki turned off the lights, walked out of his room and closed the door, I couldn't help but think back to the incident not even twenty minutes ago. "Why would he do that to me?" I whispered, desperate to find answers. How do I expect myself to sleep, Jonghyun almost raped me! I couldn't believe him! What happened to him and Sekyung-sshi?
"Jonghyun, why ...?" I whispered as fresh tears started to form in my eyes again. After all that had happened, does he really believe that I could call him "Jjong" again? Does he really believe that he could still be my best friend? ... Okay, he might. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, a couple of tears making their way down to Jinki Hyung's pillow.
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TBC
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