Two Hearts, But Yours is Mine; Minho/Key
In which Minho makes sure Kibum knows he has his support.
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Author's Note: inspired by everything that relates Minho to Toheart like this, this, this and this. thanks for finding your way here! i hope you enjoy the read. ^^
It’s late at night when Kibum returns to the quiet dorm. Lately, there haven’t been more than 2 members of shinee in the dorm at any point in time especially since all five of them are occupied with individual schedules. With the date of Toheart’s first debut stage arriving in a few days, Kibum has been spending most of his time at the company practicing with Woohyun. Today is yet another day he has been cooped up in the practice room for longer than he wants to. Kibum is tired and needs a relaxing bath desperately so he can get a good night’s sleep and recharge himself for yet another round of practice when the sun rises. Still, the first thing Kibum does when he steps into the dorm is head straight to their living room where he knows Minho is.
“I’m home...” Kibum announces as he drops his exhausted body onto the black sofa and tilts his head back, eyeing the rapper (who is using his laptop on the massage chair) upside down, “What are you doing?”
Minho doesn’t reply but he does look up and even adjusts his position to acknowledge Kibum’s existence, albeit in a way that lets Kibum know Minho isn’t that happy to see him.
“You’re glaring at me.” Kibum points out as he rolls to lie flat on his stomach and rests his chin on his hands, so he can talk to Minho in a more comfortable position
“I am.” Minho doesn’t deny that he is indeed glaring at his boyfriend.
Kibum chuckles, “I’m guessing you’ve seen the news?”
Minho nods and adds, “The teaser video too.”
“Ah.”
“Is there anything else I should know of, Kibum?”
“Well, you might want to stay away from watching the music video.”
“And when will that be released?”
“It’s better if you don’t know.”
“I don’t want to be kept in the dark again.”
“Trust me, baby, you really wouldn’t want to see it.”
“How bad can it be?”
“Bad enough that you might once again threaten the life of my best friend?”
“Let’s be clear, I never did threaten Woohyun before. I was just playing with him when I held him by his shirt and told him never to call you his especially when I'm around.” Minho’s tone is serious, “He’s my friend too, Kibum.”
“Oh really?” Kibum swallows an obnoxious laugh, “That is brand new information!”
Minho narrows his eyes, “Look, if I really did have something against Woohyun, why would I even agree to be the emcee for your premiere showcase?”
“Right! About that...” Kibum straightens up and stares thoughtfully at his boyfriend, “What do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m just being a supportive bandmate?”
“Why do I feel like you have an ulterior motive?”
“You can think whatever you want, bum, nothing’s gonna change the fact that I’ll be the host.”
“Should I be worried?”
“I’ll be professional, don’t worry.”
Kibum sighs, “I’ll always worry when it comes to you, Minho.”
“I’m fine.”
“Are you really?”
“Yeah, I’ll support you wholeheartedly.”
“Will you?” Kibum has his doubts.
“Yes.”
“And you wouldn’t be jealous?”
Minho raises his eyebrows, “Is there a reason for me to be jealous?”
“No.”
“Exactly.”
“So why were you glaring at me in the first place?!”
“Because I’ve seen you naked countless of times and yet I’m the last to know about this… thing you have with Woohyun.” Minho states before he questions back, “How would you feel if you were in my position, bum?”
“Oh fine.” Kibum knows he’s a little at fault here and so he concedes, “What do I have to do to make you forgive and forget then?”
“Good question...” Minho strokes his chin in thought, “What should you do...?”
Knowing Minho will definitely be up to no good when he has the upper hand, Kibum pushes himself off the sofa and walks to where Minho is sitting. As Minho looks up, Kibum takes away his laptop, places it safely on the couch and then positions himself on the massage chair too. He straddles Minho, sitting himself nicely on Minho’s lap with his knees bent on either side of Minho’s thighs and his hands locked behind his neck.
“Think carefully, Minho...” Kibum suggests, his fingers teasing the nape of Minho’s neck, “You only get one chance.”
Minho sneaks his hands under Kibum’s shirt and holds on to his boyfriend’s waist.
“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?” Minho breathes out, “So I can’t think properly and make you do something you loathe?”
Kibum smiles until his eyes disappear into crescents, “Is it working?”
Minho is about to give a witty reply but his words catch in his throat when Kibum purposely moves those sinful hips of his and grinds down on him. And when Kibum then leans in and kisses the corner of his lips, Minho knows he’s a goner.
As Kibum continues teasing him with more kisses, Minho lets out a sigh (actually, a moan) and allows Kibum to work his magic on him.
“I’ll get you one day...” Minho mumbles.
“Sure you will.” Kibum smirks as his hand slowly travels down to Minho’s hips and slides under the band of his pants.
Once again, it’s just another night where Kibum ends up victorious and makes Minho forget about everything and anything that he can hold against him right there in their living room.
Thank god Jinki is halfway across the world, definitely better off surviving in the jungle of Brazil.
Toheart’s premiere showcase ends successfully but there’s hardly any time for celebration, or for that matter, catching up, when they’re due to attend yet another schedule together as a duo. Backstage, Minho can tell Kibum has something to say to him but Toheart’s manager is already whisking the subunit away towards the exit. And so, they quickly say their goodbyes and go their separate ways. It honestly bugs Minho that he is left curious about what Kibum wants to tell him. However, it doesn’t seem all that important since Minho doesn’t hear from Kibum for the rest of the day. Even when night falls, Kibum hasn’t contacted him and Minho naturally falls asleep as he lies in bed with nothing better to do.
Minho only realises he has fallen asleep when he jolts awake upon feeling someone shaking him. He opens his eyes with a start, struggling to adjust to the brightness of his room as his brain works furiously to understand the current situation, mostly trying to figure out what day and time it is. But before he can make sense of what is happening, he hears a voice right next to his ear.
“Are you really going to come visit?”
“What?” Minho manages to croak out as he naturally turns to the direction of the familiar voice, “Kibum? You’re back?”
“Yeah.” Kibum replies, sitting on the floor at Minho’s bedside, as he pats Minho’s face in an attempt to help wake his boyfriend up, “Are you awake enough to answer my question now?”
“What question?” Minho asks, puzzled, as he flips to lie on his side so he’s facing Kibum.
“Music shows.” Kibum states and repeats his question more clearly, “You said you will come and support us. Are you really going to?”
When he sees that Minho has fully woken up, Kibum remembers to add on, “And Music Core doesn’t count because you have to be there anyway.”
Minho smiles, doesn’t answer but ask instead, “What do you think?”
“You will.” Kibum answers confidently, “You came for my musical too.”
“Mmm…” Minho hums, his smile growing wider as he continues, “I guess you’ll just have to wait and see if you’re correct then.”
Kibum purses his lips, “I hate surprises.”
“Liar.”
In reply, Kibum simply pushes Minho hard enough for him to end up lying on his back once again.
“Go back to sleep.” Kibum orders as he gets up from the floor, “I’ll see you in the morning... that’s if you’re awake at 4.30am.”
“Another prerecording in the early morning?”
Kibum nods, having long accepted his fate as an artiste.
Minho sighs and sticks out his hand, “Pass me my phone, bum, I’ll set an alarm to have breakfast with you.”
Kibum smiles at Minho and then walks away, only stopping near the door as he reaches out to switch off the lights.
“Sleep well, baby.”
And before Minho can say anything, Kibum walks out and closes the door behind him, leaving Minho in complete darkness.
Minho understands this is Kibum’s way of telling him he doesn’t want him to wake up early just because of him. Still, that doesn’t stop Minho from pushing himself off his bed to grab his phone and set the alarm himself.
It’s not the first time he’s going against Kibum’s wishes anyway. Minho is definitely going to wake up at 4am and make sure he gets to have breakfast with his boyfriend.
Minho wakes up before his alarm rings. He is proud of himself, all ready to go through his morning routine before he surprises Kibum with breakfast in their dining room. But when he sees that the time on his phone is 7.30am, he gets a shock and literally jumps out of bed. Checking his phone, Minho realises that all three alarms have been turned off before any of them can even go off. He immediately speeds out of his room, wanting to check if Kibum has indeed left, but he doesn’t even need to open his room door to get the answer. There, stuck on the back of his door, is a post-it that instantly stops Minho from going anywhere.
Even before reading the message, Minho feels like the post-it is mocking him.
Slept well?
True enough, when he peels it off the door and reads the short message Kibum has left him, Minho can almost hear the smirk in his boyfriend’s question. It’s just two words with no emoticon whatsoever but Minho knows Kibum must be feeling so smug about the fact that he ruined Minho’s plans. Minho curses, unhappy that he has lost yet another round. But of course, Minho isn’t one to give up. He doesn’t know what exactly he’s going to do just yet but he is more than confident he’ll get his way with Kibum very soon.
“Recording in 30 seconds!” The producer at Music Core exclaims and the fans immediately quieten down.
“Toheart fighting!” Woohyun shouts as they get into their positions.
The fans raise their Toheart support banners and cheer along with squeals of encouragement reserved for the duo on stage.
Kibum, too, breaks into a smile and he shouts back, “Fighting!”
“Toheart fighting!”
A third voice suddenly joins them just before the producer informs that they have 10 seconds to go before the camera starts rolling. All the fans are left bewildered, wondering where on earth the third voice came from and who it belonged to. Kibum himself is momentarily caught by surprise but in the next second, he chuckles out loud, knowing exactly who it is. Even though he clearly knows he is required to stay silent, his happiness overflows and he finds his lips moving in the next second.
“Choi Minho.” Kibum says conclusively into the ear-mic he is wearing.
The fans scream, happy that Minho is showing his support; but no one is happier than Kibum who knows that Minho is watching him from backstage, staying where he can’t be seen so he won’t turn the attention away from Toheart and be a distraction (which will most probably happen if he were to make an appearance), and simply supporting him in the way Kibum loves best.
Their schedules clash in between, with Kibum leaving Music Core for other schedules while Minho remains at the television station to prepare for the music show. They don’t get to meet each other backstage and talk, both occupied with work, but it’s something they’re already used to. The next time Minho actually sees Kibum is when he’s back on stage again during the live broadcast. The pre-recorded stage is played on television but Kibum and Woohyun are up on stage, performing in a fun and relaxed manner just for the fans who are attending the live session.
Minho can’t help but be excited for Toheart. He even stands up when they come on stage. After all, one of them is not only his bandmate but also his boyfriend, and the other is his bandmate/boyfriend’s best friend and his close friend as well. Of course he wants the best for them. Everyone knows how lucky it is to be able to do something you love with the people you love; and if this something is forming a subunit from two different idol groups, it’s almost certainly a once in a lifetime chance. After all the hard work Kibum and Woohyun have put in, Minho just wants them to enjoy the whole process and get all the support they deserve.
From where the hosts are situated, Minho can't stop himself from singing and dancing along to the song. It's also fun just watching the best friends interact with the fans in their own cheesy way. Woohyun uses every single opportunity he has to throw hearts to the fans and give them all the namgrease they love. It’s not just himself who is thoroughly entertained by his chingu; Minho also can see how amusing Woohyun’s antics are to Kibum (if the permanent smile on his face says anything) and how infectious Woohyun’s fanservice is when Kibum eventually joins in the fun.
It makes him happy to see Kibum truly being happy and enjoying himself on stage, but there’s still a tiny part of Minho that wishes he’s the one who is the cause of Kibum’s joy. It’s not just the jealousy he can’t help but feel; Minho also wishes to be part of the fun. This thought of being left out of a significant milestone of Kibum’s life has been at the back of his mind since he found out about Toheart. Yet, he can’t do much about it. Minho knows the only thing he can do is to be enthusiastic and show his support for them in hopes of reminding Kibum that he will always be behind him no matter what. Even if Kibum doesn’t say anything, Minho knows he still has his reservations about forming Toheart and not to forget, the insecurities that come along with forming a subunit outside of shinee (what would the fans think?). The last thing Minho wants is for Kibum to think he’s unhappy with the arrangement and end up putting unnecessary stress on him. It’s time for Minho to step up and be Kibum’s personal cheerleader… just without the cheering and jumping.
With Kibum leaving MBC before Music Core even ends, Minho and Kibum don’t see each other until very much later at night back in the dorm. By then, Kibum is already half asleep, so exhausted that he enters Minho’s room like a zombie, drops himself on the bed and closes his eyes fully.
“Night, Minho…” Kibum slurs as he pulls the covers from underneath his body and wraps himself tightly before rolling as close to the wall as possible just so Minho has the space to join him in bed later.
“Bum, your makeup…”
“Removed... the car.” Kibum is so sleepy that he can’t even speak properly but Minho understands.
“Bath?”
“Later. Tomorrow.”
“At least get into more comfortable clothes? Your pajamas?”
“No, s’okay.”
“What about dinner? Have you eaten?”
“Too tired to bite.”
“Alright, alright.” Minho gives up, heart aching for his boyfriend who is clearly drained from the day’s activities, as he gently strokes Kibum’s head and bends down to press a kiss on his forehead, “Get a good sleep, baby.”
“Mmm.” Kibum responds sleepily and mutters, “Love you…”
“Love you too.” Minho smiles defeatedly and then mumbles to himself while looking at Kibum, “Even though you practically hog more than half of my small bed every night…”
Still, it’s something Minho can live with for the rest of his life. As he watches how a fast asleep Kibum rolls away from the wall and occupies the center of his bed, Minho makes a mental note to get a king sized bed for them in the future.
Minho wakes up alone the next morning. Kibum sure is good at making sure he sleeps well. Everything is good though. He knows where Kibum is, knows his schedules for the day inside out. Because Minho has plans to visit Kibum at the television station today. It’s something he has been planning for quite some time, making arrangements with not only shinee’s managers but with Infinite too. It’s sort of a perfect cover up - another promotional tactic to garner more support for Toheart - all of them visiting together on the same day. Except Minho is the only one representing shinee since Jinki is still in Brazil, Taemin is practising for his upcoming musical while Jonghyun doesn’t need to make an appearance on account that Toheart is already scheduled as guests for his radio show. Of course, Minho isn’t just there as a bandmate; but no one needs to know about his other identity. After all, whichever identity he takes on, the reason for showing up at SBS is still the same. He’s there to show his support.
When Minho walks into the waiting room and finds only Woohyun there with some backup dancers and their stylists occupied with doing their own stuff, a part of him is relieved. There’s something he has to do which he rather Kibum not find out.
“Woohyun!”
“Hey! Minho, you’re here! Kibum’s just-”
Minho doesn’t allow Woohyun to finish talking though. He quickly shushes his chingu with a sign to keep his volume down as he settles down next to Woohyun on the huge couch and gestures for him to come closer. Woohyun is visibly confused but he leans towards Minho.
“What is it?” Woohyun asks.
“I heard you bought your own album?”
“You mean Toheart’s album?” Woohyun asks and when he sees Minho nodding, he continues, “Yeah, I did. Why?”
“Whose photocard did you get?” Minho asks in a low volume, not wanting anyone but Woohyun to hear his question.
A smile tugs on the corner of Woohyun’s lips, “Why? Did you get our album too? Are you looking to trade?”
“Don’t you dare make fun of me, Nam Woohyun.” Minho warns, “Nothing is more embarrassing than you buying your own album.”
“Really? Because I personally think it’s more embarrassing that Choi Minho, the rapper of shinee, is hoping to trade photocards with me…” Woohyun chuckles as he then singsongs, “Obviously, someone didn’t get his Kibummie.”
“Just answer the question.” Minho punches Woohyun on the arm and then mutters out loud, “I don’t even know what to do with your photocard… unless I use it like a voodoo doll or something.”
“Hey!” Woohyun is offended, “That’s evil!”
Minho smiles, “So if you don’t want me to do that, you better help me get my hands on Kibum’s photocard.”
“Fine.” Woohyun pouts, “I’ll trade with you. I collected all 6 of the photocards anyway.”
“Now this is what I wanted to hear.” Minho grins. “Thanks Namu, I’ll trade with you next week then.”
“What are you two talking about?”
Both Minho and Woohyun look up towards the direction of the voice and find Kibum looking back at them with a curious and amused expression on his face.
“You don’t seem surprised to see me here…” Minho points out rather disappointedly instead of answering Kibum’s question.
“I met our manager outside so I knew you would be here.” Kibum explains, “Next time, be smarter if you want to surprise me.”
Minho shrugs and holds back a smirk as he says, “Never mind, you hate surprises anyway.”
Kibum doesn’t reply to that, his eyes travelling between his boyfriend and his best friend, and goes back to the original topic instead.
“So what were you both doing?” Kibum raises his eyebrows in question; and a moment of silence later, a sudden thought strikes him, “Minho, are you…”
Kibum doesn’t need to complete his question for both of them to know what he’s asking.
“He is!” Woohyun answers, more than happy to get Minho into trouble, “Bum, you really have to do something about your… bandmate. I'm worried for my life.”
Minho ends up laughing at Woohyun when Kibum rolls his eyes and joins them on the couch.
“I don’t know what you two were doing but I don’t think it’s even worth knowing right now.”
Woohyun grins and is about to tell Kibum everything when Minho turns and sends him a glare. That shocks Woohyun more than he admits because Minho has always been the nicest person he knows and so, Minho’s glare effectively shuts him up. Minho places a smile back on his face as he turns towards Kibum on his right and reaches out to squeeze his hand.
“How are you feeling today, bum? Are you still tired?”
Kibum shakes his head, “Managed to get a good sleep last night so I’m all recharged today.”
“That’s good…”
Woohyun sighs out loud, “Where are my members? No one cares about me…”
Minho laughs, “They’ll be here soon. I’m just early.”
“Infinite members are coming too?” Woohyun pipes up.
“Oh right.” Minho thinks out loud, realising he shouldn’t have said that, and quickly adds as he turns to Woohyun with a sincere smile, “Surprise?”
Kibum rolls his eyes once more, this time at Minho, and hits him on his thigh, “Not only are you bad at surprises, but you spoil surprises too.”
Minho shrugs, “At least I’m here…”
Kibum has nothing to say to that, well, at least not in public, so their conversation naturally dies with the both of them looking at each other. Silence never comes though because in the next moment, Woohyun bursts out laughing. Two pairs of eyes turn to stare at the third party.
“What's so funny?” Kibum asks on behalf of a puzzled Minho as well.
Woohyun grins, “It's just... always entertaining to see the both of you together.”
Kibum reaches across Minho to slap Woohyun playfully on his arm.
“We’re not here to be your source of entertainment, hyun.”
Woohyun just laughs even harder while the couple can only shake their heads at their friend whose funny bone has obviously been tickled. Just then, there's a ruckus going on just outside their waiting room and all three of them turn towards the door, already expecting it to fling open in the next few seconds. True enough, the door opens and in come the members of Infinite along with Soyou following right behind. Woohyun instantly jumps up from the couch to welcome his members and they all start making so much noise. Minho is about to stand up to greet them too but is stopped when Kibum places his hand on his thigh. Minho remains seated as he turns to Kibum with a questioning look on his face.
“Thanks…” Kibum starts, giving Minho a small smile as he squeezes his boyfriend’s thigh, “For coming. It means a lot.”
Minho simply smiles.
Kibum takes that as the end of their conversation and is about to stand up to talk to Soyou. But when Minho catches hold of his wrist and stops him from going anywhere, it’s Kibum turn to look at Minho with a confused expression.
“What?”
With a smile on his face, Minho turns his back towards everyone else so Kibum is the only one who can see what he says.
“You can reward me later at night.” Minho finally says, sending Kibum a quick wink, before he finally stands up to greet everyone in the waiting room.
Kibum is shocked for a moment before a helpless smile appears on his face. He should have known his boyfriend always expects something in return. Kibum thinks it’s nothing he can’t handle anyway. Besides, it’s the least he can do after all that Minho has done for him. So reward Minho he shall!
Kibum has no schedules after Inkigayo so for once, he’s able to head back to the dorm together with Minho. It’s a nice feeling just being able to go home together and know they have the rest of the evening to spend with each other. Kibum is happy, but Minho is no doubt the happiest. True, Kibum may be spending most of his waking hours with Woohyun right now but at the end of the day, it’s Minho he comes home to. And this is all that matters.
Kibum comes out of the shower in his bathrobe to find his boyfriend sitting on the sofa and smiling himself silly. The television is on but obviously, Minho isn’t paying attention, clearly lost in his own thoughts. Kibum shakes his head at how stupid Minho looks as he comes to stand in front of his boyfriend.
“Stop smiling so creepily to yourself, Minho.”
Minho looks up, raising his chin in defiance, “Why? Am I bothering you?”
“Yes.” Kibum sighs, “I can’t give you a blowjob when you’re looking like that.”
Minho’s smile freezes. He knows he probably has the stupidest expression on his face right now.
Kibum tries to be serious but he fails horribly and bursts out laughing in the next second.
Minho arranges his expression and narrows his eyes at Kibum, “You didn’t mean that.”
Kibum shrugs, “You wanted to be rewarded, Minho, and I was ready to give it to you but…”
Minho shakes his head, “I would be stupid to believe you.”
“Suit yourself.” Kibum walks away.
“Where are you going!”
“I may not be able to give you a blowjob right now but there is something else I can give you.” Kibum shouts his answer as he disappears into his room and returns to the living room a moment later with something in his hand.
Kibum climbs onto Minho’s lap, and Minho is distracted with the flash of smooth, fair skin when Kibum’s bathrobe rides up his legs as he straddles him. He doesn’t get to stare at Kibum’s thighs for long or wonder if his boyfriend is wearing anything underneath though because Kibum is holding something up right in his face, pressing it against his nose that Minho’s vision is blurred and he can’t make out the object.
“What is this…?” Minho asks when he takes that something from Kibum.
“Woohyun asked me to pass this to you.”
At the same time Kibum replies him, Minho brings the object away enough for him to see what it is. There, in his hand, is the photocard Woohyun agreed to trade with him.
“He also wants me to remind you to buy another album because there are two of my photocards to collect in total.” Kibum adds, not at all holding back the smile on his face, as he rests his hands against Minho’s shoulders.
Minho throws his head back and lets out a groan, “I really don’t like your best friend right now.”
“It’s okay… you just have to concentrate on liking me then.” Kibum laughs, “But I see you’re doing a fantastic job at that.”
“How long are you going to make fun of me, Kibummie?” Minho sighs as he meets Kibum’s eyes.
“Hmm…” Kibum pretends to ponder for a moment before he answers, “Maybe… forever?”
“This is what I get for supporting you?” Minho groans at the thought of being teased for the rest of his life.
A smile tugs on Kibum’s lips, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he shakes his head and says, “Not exactly…”
Minho raises an eyebrow in question as Kibum takes the photocard away from his hand and places it safely aside. With Minho watching his every movement, Kibum then slowly tugs at the belt that holds his bathrobe together and loosens the knot that he may as well have not tied. His intentions are clear when he shrugs the bathrobe off his shoulders, letting it fall and gather at his hips. But for the benefit of his boyfriend whose brain has most probably stopped functioning, Kibum leans in and whispers against Minho’s lips while sliding his hands down Minho’s chest.
“You get this too.”