A Score To Settle; Minho/Key
In which both Key and Minho are petty minded people.
Author's Note: Inspired by this set of photos especially Key's kisses with Dana for Bonnie & Clyde.
“Han Jihye in Pianist.”
“Kibum, you can't do this to me.”
“Sandara Park for Etude.”
“That wasn't even real!”
“Alright. Fine. Sulli in To The Beautiful You.”
“This is so unfair.”
“Oh right! There was Jonghyun hyung at Nanjing-“
“How is that even counted?! He kissed me, I didn't want that to happen and you know that.”
“It's still a kiss. You were asking for it anyway, leaning so close to him and all.”
“Are you being serious right now, Kibum?”
It was then Kibum finally spared a look at Minho as he lifted up the diary that he had been writing in and held it open directly in front of Minho's eyes.
“Does this answer your question?”
Minho snatched the diary out of Kibum's hands and stared at the page where his boyfriend had drawn two columns, one labelled with his own name and the other with Minho's. Under Minho’s column was a list of all the names Kibum had mentioned earlier - the very names that belonged to people who Minho had kissed before.
Minho let out a groan and huffed, “Fine, if you want to do this, you should fill in yours too.”
Kibum snatched his diary back and shot a glare at Minho, “I was about to do that when you snatched my diary, asshole.”
An equally annoyed Minho watched intently as Kibum listed Dana for Bonnie & Clyde under his own name.
It didn't make Minho any happier though, for obvious reasons. It was to his extreme displeasure that Kibum was keeping track of where their lips have been other than each other’s. After all, it wasn't as if Minho would kiss any of them if he had a choice. God knows that the only person he liked kissing was no one other than Kibum. Every lady he had kissed before was just part of his job and all in the name of professionalism. So for Kibum to keep score of who he had kissed other than Kibum himself, Minho felt as if there was no justice left in the world. It was simply too unfair for him. But fine, if Kibum wanted to be this way, then Minho wasn't going to go down without a fight.
“I may have three on my list right now and you only have one but don't forget, Kibum, by the time you get to your final stage for Bonnie & Clyde, you would have kissed Dana noona, or whichever actress that would play Bonnie, more than enough times to win me hands down.”
Closing the diary and tossing it to the bedside table, Kibum then took one look at the man, who was sitting beside him on the bed and was now pulling off one of those kicked puppy expressions Jonghyun did best, and let out a sigh.
“So what? Am I not allowed to sleep on the bed tonight, Choi Minho?” Kibum asked, a threatening tone to his voice, “Do you want me to go back to my own room?”
Said rapper crossed his arms and simply shrugged his shoulders, refusing to give a definite answer to an annoyed Kibum. Now that he had mentioned it and was picturing Kibum and Dana (and god knows who else) kissing every time they had a performance together, Minho felt that he was torturing himself even more. As if seeing the rehearsal photos that had been published wasn’t enough…
Kibum raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend who was sulking even more than before, “What? Are you not going to talk to me now too?”
Minho kept silent as he chose to engage in a staring battle with his boyfriend.
Having had musical rehearsals for the entire day, Kibum was too tired to deal with such nonsense. It was already enough that he had to deal with the attention he was getting from everyone just by kissing Dana alone so he definitely didn't need to end the night with having to appease his boyfriend, the one person who knew everything about him as well as what exactly he was currently going through. And so, without wasting any more time, Kibum broke through the invisible barrier that Minho had put up and grabbed hold of the rapper's t-shirt to pull him closer in what was supposed to be an intimidating manner.
Giving no chance for Minho to ignore him, Kibum stared into his boyfriend's eyes and shouted, “Come on Minho! It's not like we haven't talked about this. I warned you, didn't I? And you promised that it'll be fine! Don't act as if I cheated on you or something. You of all people should understand me. Besides, I only like kissing you, it's not like you don't know that!”
By the time Kibum was done with his little meltdown, Minho had fought so hard to keep a smile from appearing on his face only to end up failing terribly in hiding his joy. It was just too damn difficult once his boyfriend got so agitated because in Minho’s eyes, Kibum was the most adorable then.
“You're smiling...” Kibum pointed out as he released his grip on Minho's shirt and pushed his boyfriend back onto the bed, “Do you find it funny teasing me like this?”
“I could ask you the same question... Aren't you the one who started it with that whole me vs you list thing?” Minho chuckled and propped his upper body up on his elbows before he added as an afterthought, “But anyway, Kibum, I always like teasing you... and at least this time it stops me from thinking where your lips have been.”
Kibum pouted, “Why do you have to say that? You obviously know how bad that makes me feel...”
Minho looked away before his heart could melt under Kibum’s pout and said, “You should remember this feeling, Kibum.”
Kibum shot a questioning look at Minho.
“Then you won't hold it against me if I kiss someone in my upcoming drama... or any other one that I may have in the future.”
Kibum's eyes widened in shock.
“Is there a kiss scene for that medical drama of yours that I should know of?!”
Minho simply shrugged and got himself ready for bed as he lied down and pulled the covers up, “Good night bummie.”
Kibum tried tugging on the covers but failed because Minho had wrapped himself up nice and tight so the blanket wouldn’t budge, “Don't bummie me you moron, tell me if-”
“Sweet dreams my love.” Minho simply said, his eyes already closed and making it obvious that he wasn’t going to answer Kibum anymore.
Poor Kibum could only stare at Minho with his mouth open and his mind now on overdrive. Sweet dreams? Who was Minho trying to kid? Boy oh boy was it going to be a nightmare.
Since his annoying idiot of a boyfriend wasn’t going to give him any answers, Kibum decided that he wasn’t going to sleep until he found what he was looking for. All he had to do was find where Minho kept his script… and then maybe, it would lessen his guilt just enough for him to get a peaceful night of sleep.
After all, Kibum still had forever to settle this score with Minho.
Author's Note: Inspired by this set of photos especially Key's kisses with Dana for Bonnie & Clyde.
“Han Jihye in Pianist.”
“Kibum, you can't do this to me.”
“Sandara Park for Etude.”
“That wasn't even real!”
“Alright. Fine. Sulli in To The Beautiful You.”
“This is so unfair.”
“Oh right! There was Jonghyun hyung at Nanjing-“
“How is that even counted?! He kissed me, I didn't want that to happen and you know that.”
“It's still a kiss. You were asking for it anyway, leaning so close to him and all.”
“Are you being serious right now, Kibum?”
It was then Kibum finally spared a look at Minho as he lifted up the diary that he had been writing in and held it open directly in front of Minho's eyes.
“Does this answer your question?”
Minho snatched the diary out of Kibum's hands and stared at the page where his boyfriend had drawn two columns, one labelled with his own name and the other with Minho's. Under Minho’s column was a list of all the names Kibum had mentioned earlier - the very names that belonged to people who Minho had kissed before.
Minho let out a groan and huffed, “Fine, if you want to do this, you should fill in yours too.”
Kibum snatched his diary back and shot a glare at Minho, “I was about to do that when you snatched my diary, asshole.”
An equally annoyed Minho watched intently as Kibum listed Dana for Bonnie & Clyde under his own name.
It didn't make Minho any happier though, for obvious reasons. It was to his extreme displeasure that Kibum was keeping track of where their lips have been other than each other’s. After all, it wasn't as if Minho would kiss any of them if he had a choice. God knows that the only person he liked kissing was no one other than Kibum. Every lady he had kissed before was just part of his job and all in the name of professionalism. So for Kibum to keep score of who he had kissed other than Kibum himself, Minho felt as if there was no justice left in the world. It was simply too unfair for him. But fine, if Kibum wanted to be this way, then Minho wasn't going to go down without a fight.
“I may have three on my list right now and you only have one but don't forget, Kibum, by the time you get to your final stage for Bonnie & Clyde, you would have kissed Dana noona, or whichever actress that would play Bonnie, more than enough times to win me hands down.”
Closing the diary and tossing it to the bedside table, Kibum then took one look at the man, who was sitting beside him on the bed and was now pulling off one of those kicked puppy expressions Jonghyun did best, and let out a sigh.
“So what? Am I not allowed to sleep on the bed tonight, Choi Minho?” Kibum asked, a threatening tone to his voice, “Do you want me to go back to my own room?”
Said rapper crossed his arms and simply shrugged his shoulders, refusing to give a definite answer to an annoyed Kibum. Now that he had mentioned it and was picturing Kibum and Dana (and god knows who else) kissing every time they had a performance together, Minho felt that he was torturing himself even more. As if seeing the rehearsal photos that had been published wasn’t enough…
Kibum raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend who was sulking even more than before, “What? Are you not going to talk to me now too?”
Minho kept silent as he chose to engage in a staring battle with his boyfriend.
Having had musical rehearsals for the entire day, Kibum was too tired to deal with such nonsense. It was already enough that he had to deal with the attention he was getting from everyone just by kissing Dana alone so he definitely didn't need to end the night with having to appease his boyfriend, the one person who knew everything about him as well as what exactly he was currently going through. And so, without wasting any more time, Kibum broke through the invisible barrier that Minho had put up and grabbed hold of the rapper's t-shirt to pull him closer in what was supposed to be an intimidating manner.
Giving no chance for Minho to ignore him, Kibum stared into his boyfriend's eyes and shouted, “Come on Minho! It's not like we haven't talked about this. I warned you, didn't I? And you promised that it'll be fine! Don't act as if I cheated on you or something. You of all people should understand me. Besides, I only like kissing you, it's not like you don't know that!”
By the time Kibum was done with his little meltdown, Minho had fought so hard to keep a smile from appearing on his face only to end up failing terribly in hiding his joy. It was just too damn difficult once his boyfriend got so agitated because in Minho’s eyes, Kibum was the most adorable then.
“You're smiling...” Kibum pointed out as he released his grip on Minho's shirt and pushed his boyfriend back onto the bed, “Do you find it funny teasing me like this?”
“I could ask you the same question... Aren't you the one who started it with that whole me vs you list thing?” Minho chuckled and propped his upper body up on his elbows before he added as an afterthought, “But anyway, Kibum, I always like teasing you... and at least this time it stops me from thinking where your lips have been.”
Kibum pouted, “Why do you have to say that? You obviously know how bad that makes me feel...”
Minho looked away before his heart could melt under Kibum’s pout and said, “You should remember this feeling, Kibum.”
Kibum shot a questioning look at Minho.
“Then you won't hold it against me if I kiss someone in my upcoming drama... or any other one that I may have in the future.”
Kibum's eyes widened in shock.
“Is there a kiss scene for that medical drama of yours that I should know of?!”
Minho simply shrugged and got himself ready for bed as he lied down and pulled the covers up, “Good night bummie.”
Kibum tried tugging on the covers but failed because Minho had wrapped himself up nice and tight so the blanket wouldn’t budge, “Don't bummie me you moron, tell me if-”
“Sweet dreams my love.” Minho simply said, his eyes already closed and making it obvious that he wasn’t going to answer Kibum anymore.
Poor Kibum could only stare at Minho with his mouth open and his mind now on overdrive. Sweet dreams? Who was Minho trying to kid? Boy oh boy was it going to be a nightmare.
Since his annoying idiot of a boyfriend wasn’t going to give him any answers, Kibum decided that he wasn’t going to sleep until he found what he was looking for. All he had to do was find where Minho kept his script… and then maybe, it would lessen his guilt just enough for him to get a peaceful night of sleep.
After all, Kibum still had forever to settle this score with Minho.