Stupid, But Mostly Cute; Minho/Key
Being in love and being an idiot is pretty much the same thing.
in which Minho does a stupid thing for Kibum out of love.
Author's Note: for this request. needless to say, this is inspired by kibum's nylon photoshoot. this took me ages to complete and when i did finish it, i just couldn't think of a title. now that i have one, i'm actually laughing at how silly it is. ^^;; anyway! thank you for clicking your way here, and as always, i hope you'll like the fluff! ^^♥
As soon as he opens his eyes, Kibum knows it’s going to be a good day. There isn’t a special reason to this, but it may be because, for once in a very long while, he is completely free of schedules and has absolutely nothing planned for the day. Kibum doesn’t like sleeping in but he still appreciates waking up naturally without his alarms going off. And even though he likes to be busy, he still enjoys having the luxury of time on his side. Feeling like he probably slept half the day away, Kibum reaches for his phone and checks the time. He isn’t surprised to see that it’s already well past noon. What surprises him though is that Minho hasn’t disturbed him yet, especially when Kibum knows Minho has a free day to himself too. On a day like this, he expects Minho to come into his room and wake him up so they could spend the day together. Kibum would pretend to be annoyed but be all happy inside. At least that’s how Kibum imagined his morning to be when he fell asleep last night, having returned home late after a night out with his friends.
It has been bugging Kibum at the back of his mind - the fact that they haven’t been spending much time with each other lately - so without even realizing it, he has set aside today to make up for lost time. Moving off his bed, Kibum heads out of his room, wondering what Minho has been up to while he was sleeping. The moment he opens his door, Kibum gets an answer. There, in front of him, is Minho pushing a (what seems like a rather heavy and) large cardboard box (the kind you use when you move house) into his room. It’s a fantastic view - his boyfriend’s nice ass greeting him once he wakes up - but something else is distracting Kibum. From the corner of his eye, towards his left where the main door is, Kibum sees two more of the same boxes in the doorway, waiting to be moved. Just as Kibum returns his line of sight to his boyfriend, Minho stops what he’s doing and turns back to look at him.
“Oh.” Still bent in position with his hands on the cardboard box, Minho is clearly surprised to see that Kibum is wide awake and looking directly at him, “Umm... hi?”
Leaning against the door frame, Kibum raises his eyebrows in question, “What on earth are you doing?”
“I... umm… well…” Minho stutters, not quite sure how he should answer Kibum.
“What’s with all the cardboard boxes?” Amused, Kibum tries to make his question more specific, “Are these gifts from your fans or…?”
“Right!” Minho quickly replies, laughing awkwardly, as he resumes pushing the box into his room and adds, “They’re gifts from my fansites… All three boxes are… so don’t touch them, they’re mine to open.”
In a split second, Kibum knows something is up. Minho has never acted this way when he receives gifts from fans since he normally shares them with everyone. Besides, there isn’t any particular reason for Minho’s fans to spoil him with presents at this time of the year, especially when he has no schedules whatsoever. Positive that Minho is keeping something from him, Kibum steps forward and quickly follows behind Minho. One way or another, he is going to get to the bottom of this.
“The boxes look heavy, Min, do you need some help?” Kibum offers but he is already beside Minho, bending down and ready to help his boyfriend push the box further into his room.
Minho hurriedly shakes his head and tries to nudge Kibum away, “I’m fine, Bum, don’t sweat it.”
With Minho trying his best (but failing) to push him away discreetly, Kibum gives up pushing the box and tries to lift up the flaps instead. Oddly enough, the flaps of the box are not taped together and are simply folded inwards, interlocked to hold each other in place. It’s actually easy for Kibum to open the box and see what’s inside but Minho doesn’t give him the chance to do so when he slaps Kibum’s hand away.
Kibum’s eyes widen as he automatically withdraws his hand and blinks at Minho in shock, “Did you just… hit me?”
Minho is just as stunned as Kibum but he is quick to recover as he reaches out to hold Kibum’s hand and soothe the pain away, “I didn’t mean to do that, Kibummie, I’m sorry, I-”
“You’re acting really weird today…” Kibum interrupts Minho, pulling his hand out of Minho’s grip, “Are you going to tell me what’s going on or do I have to forcefully open these boxes and find out for myself?”
“Do you really have to know?” Minho’s shoulders slump in defeat, “Can’t you just leave it alone?”
A smile tugs on the corner of Kibum’s lips, “Minho, are you forgetting who you’re dealing with?”
“Fine,” Tired of creeping around, Minho huffs and slumps against the box while he gestures for Kibum to do whatever he wants with it, “Go ahead, open it, just… try not to laugh so hard.”
Puzzled at Minho’s choice of words, Kibum is more than curious when he kneels down and goes on to open the box. When he finally sees what’s inside, Kibum finds himself more confused than ever. Of all the things that he imagines may be in the box, Kibum certainly does not expect to see, what he guesses is, a hundred copies of the July Issue of ‘Nylon’ inside.
“What is this…?” Moving to sit cross-legged on the floor, Kibum mumbles as he picks up a copy of Nylon and flips through the magazine, “Oh, wait… is this the issue that I’m featured in?”
Minho takes another copy out of the box and easily flips to the first page of Kibum’s spread in Nylon.
“Here.” Minho pulls the copy that Kibum is still browsing through out of his hands before passing his own copy to Kibum, “You’re looking for this, aren’t you?”
“Oh wow, I look really good.” Nodding, Kibum can’t help but praise himself, more than satisfied with how the photos have turned out.
“You look so darn good, it should be illegal…” Minho mutters to himself as he looks thoughtfully at the box full of magazines in his room, “That would have made everything much easier… if the whole issue had been banned.”
“Banned?” Kibum manages to catch what Minho says and he instantly puts two and two together.
Knowing that Kibum has figured it out, Minho quickly looks away to hide his embarrassment and pretends to be occupied with the magazine. It is then Kibum concludes his boyfriend can be so endearing at times.
“Did you just come back from the bookstore, Minho?” Kibum playfully asks but he doesn’t expect a reply because he already knows the answer. He just wants to see Minho’s reaction; indeed, when he takes a peek at his boyfriend, the adorable let-me-just-dig-a-hole-and-bury-myself expression on Minho’s face is worth it all.
Unable to resist a smile, Kibum turns to one particular page in the magazine and purposely places it in front of Minho’s eyes, “Is this why you had to buy so many copies at once?”
Before Minho can explain himself, Kibum suddenly lets out a gasp and says, “Please don’t tell me the other two boxes outside are filled with Nylon magazines as well.”
Guilty, Minho remains silent.
Kibum punches Minho on his arm, “Choi Minho, I know you love me but what on earth are we going to do with a thousand copies of Nylon?!”
Minho coughs, “You’re exaggerating… I didn’t buy a thousand copies… I would have bought more if I had more space in my car but now, it’s just one or maybe two hundred-”
“What?!” Kibum exclaims, “You’re joking, aren’t you?”
For his own safety, Minho chooses not to reply.
Kibum shakes his head in disbelief, “How could I not know that my boyfriend is rich enough to waste so much cash on more than a hundred copies of magazines?!”
“It’s not a waste of money, Bum… at least that means there’ll be around two hundred people who won’t get to creepily stare at your photos.”
It’s then everything becomes clear and Kibum ends up wondering how he fell in love with a complete idiot.
“Minho…” Kibum begins, putting the magazine away so he has his hands free to do what he wants to do next.
“What?” Minho boldly meets Kibum’s eyes, “Go on, tease me all you want, I know you want to.”
Laughing, Kibum places his hands on each side of Minho’s face and begins squeezing his boyfriend’s cheeks in every way possible.
“Gosh, you’re so stupid, it’s so cute.”
Smiling, Kibum marks the end of his sentence with a kiss on Minho’s lips.
“But seriously, Minho, what are we going to do with all these magazines?”
“I haven’t thought about that yet…” Minho replies honestly.
Kibum shakes his head, “Never mind, we’ll think about that later. For now…”
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Kibum lets go of Minho’s face and gets up from the floor. He then walks towards Minho’s bed and lies down, making himself comfortable on the mattress. It takes less than a second for Minho to figure out what Kibum has in mind. True enough, in the next moment - just like what Minho expects - Kibum has his legs spread open, reproducing the exact same pose he made in the photo shoot; the same can’t be said for his expression though. With Minho smiling defeatedly at him, Kibum can’t maintain a straight face. In fact, he is doing everything he can not to burst out laughing.
Minho cracks first, unable to hold back his laughter anymore. This whole situation suddenly seems so silly to him. And he knows Kibum thinks the same way too.
“You know, I thought I was the only person who would ever get to see you like this…” Minho thinks out loud as he makes his way towards the bed where Kibum is waiting for him.
Kibum smiles, “Sorry, baby, I didn’t know that photo would be published but hey, think about it this way, everyone else can only see but you’ll still be the only person who’ll ever get to touch…”
As soon as Minho joins him on bed, Kibum reaches out for Minho’s hand and places it on his thigh.
“How does that sound?” Kibum asks as he holds onto Minho’s hand and guides it further up his thigh, “Perfect?”
“More than perfect,” Minho replies as he leans down and gives Kibum a kiss, “And actually worth all the stupid things I’ve done so far because of you.”
“Aww, don’t say that, baby.” Kibum smiles lovingly at Minho as he circles his arms around Minho’s neck, “You’re not stupid… you’re just too hopelessly in love with me.”
When Minho shuts him up with a kiss, Kibum decides it’s a good day indeed.