Perfect Chance {Prologue}
Title: Perfect Chance
Pairings: Jongkey, tentative!Ontae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, Romance
Disclaimer: Owns only story.
Word Count: 1127
Summary: Kibum thought that being helpful brings good karma. Had he known that helping a friend fill in his job as a waiter at a burger joint would result in Kim Jonghyun accusing his best friend of art theft, he would have definitely stayed in bed.
Kim Kibum was the sexiest lead that Jonghyun ever had to get close to. Yes, getting close to Kibum to dig out information about his best friend's crime was definitely no hardship for him. But Kibum doesn't feel the same way. And when Jonghyun demands to pose as his boyfriend to find out the real art thief if it wasn't his best friend like he claimed, things start to get complicated.
OR Alt Summary: Seoul's top CID meets sexy-as-hell lead. Drama ensues.
A/N: So I had this inspiration from a book HAHA. Comments please? (: && this is kinda short :/ future chapters would definitely be wayyy longer.
Prologue:
“Okay seriously what the hell am I supposed to do?” Jonghyun mumbled as he clambered out of the sports car that his boss had provided him with to reach this town. It had taken hours of persuasion and endless debate to finally let his boss okay the decision of providing a form of transport for him. (If you consider threatening to quit your job if he doesn’t agree as a form of persuasion, then well yeah he did.
“Hey what? It helps that he is the best CID around.” Little inner voice defends.)
“I don’t know. Look around or something?” Jinki helpfully provided, poking his head out of the car. “How the hell did you manage to persuade the Boss to sponsor something THIS awesome anyway?” He whistled as he stuck his hand out to feel the exterior of the vehicle.
“Years of practice my dear. Years of practice.. OUCH FUCK!”
Jinki really tried his best to contain his laughter, he really did. But it’s not every day you get to see Seoul’s cool and awesome top CID poke himself in the eye while wearing his sunglass. Nope, definitely a good enough reason for him to trip on his way out of the car while rolling around on the rough rocky road of this unknown little town.
“Shut your trap up Jinki, if you still want a full set of teeth. Just go park the damn car. I’ll be at the burger joint.” Jonghyun rolls his eyes and sets off in the direction of said restaurant, arrongant swagger mode full on.
Jinki doesn’t miss the way he discreetly tucks his sunglasses into his back jeans pocket though.
~//~
“Yeah I’m here. Now what?” Jonghyun huffs to the man on the other line, still grumpy about how he managed to embarrass himself completely in front of Jinki. “Who? Lee Taemin? I got it. I just got to get close to him right? What’s the name of that shop again? T&K’s Cute Little Shop? My god can it get any gayer? Okay okay fine I get it.”
Just as Jonghyun hung up his phone, Jinki announced his presence by tripping over nothing and falling onto a waiter who so happened to carry a tray full of sinful goodness. Really now? Jonghyun rolled his eyes and scooted over to see the magnitude of the damage done. And really, he wanted to disown Jinki right there and then and walk away pretending his best friend did not just cause a poor innocent waiter to fall face flat on the floor, buried under an awesome combination of soda and soggy fries.
“Lee Jinki! What the hell?!” Jonghyun spat as he crouched down to pull Jinki up from the floor, who surprisingly did not even have a single grain of salt on him. He cringed when he saw the state of the waiter though. Guess who haven’t been accumulating good karma? He watched the waiter pick himself up from the floor and brush off the mess on him, causing a mini waterfall of grape soda to fall onto the floor. The waiter looked up once at Jinki, then at Jonghyun, then at Jinki again. He forced a smile upon his face and let “Could you PLEASE watch your step next time?” loose through his clenched teeth. His co-workers hurried to clean up the mess on the floor, while he scooted off into the staff restroom to check out the damage done. Jonghyun found how the guy managed to keep his cool strangely amusing, and stifled a laugh when he saw a fry sticking out of the waiter’s blonde hair just before he entered the restroom. He patted Jinki on the back, who looked awfully guilty for causing a scene, and dragged him to the table where he was seated previously.
“Hey look. You’ve got to stop looking so sorry and all these shit cause the Boss just gave me new information about the guy we were supposed to keep a lookout on. And based on what he told me, this guy isn’t an easy nut to crack.” Jonghyun shoved his iPhone in front of Jinki, who in turn read the information at an amazing speed.
“Okay so basically we’re here to keep an eye on this Taemin guy and check out if he really smuggles art pieces from overseas to sell them here? How do we do that? And…” Jinki’s words trail off when he saw the waiter from earlier on emerge from the staff restroom in his previous glory, complete with crisp new uniform and carefully styled blond hair. “O.M.G. Jjong you got to help me apologise to that waiter. PLEASE. I’m going to die of guilt if I don’t. You still want your only friend in this world to live don’t you?”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes at the other’s behaviour. “For that, I won’t. Go die on your own. I won’t give a damn. Maybe I will. Cause I’ll have to attend your funeral. Which is a total waste of my time because I am so goddamn popular, all the other dudes are gonna want to befriend me and I’ll have a blast of my life because I won’t always have to clean up someone’s butt after they make a mess like tripping a waiter and causing soda to spill onto him.” At that, Jinki could only sink back in his seat, because really, what could you say to that?
Jonghyun sighed and got out of his seat and approached the blond waiter who was currently at the counter counting the number of knives to put on each tray.
“Hey.” Jonghyun flashed his crooked smile and watch the waiter raise a knife at him, giving him a stare that clearly meant “Bug off if you don’t want to die. I don’t want to have to clean up a second time.”
“Woah woah woah chill dude. I’m just trying to apologise on behalf of my friend for that little scene earlier on.” Jonghyun watched as the other opened his mouth to retort, but closed it when his phone began to ring. He watched as the other man pull out his phone to answer it, and really? A man with a phone buried under baby pink bling-blings? He had to cover his eyes to protect them from the light that bounced off that phone.
“Hello? Taemin? Yeah what’s up at the shop?” Jonghyun immediately lowered his hand when he heard the name escape the waiter’s mouth. Taemin? Lee Taemin?
Jonghyun felt lightbulbs popping up one by one, and he was sure his head would be glowing now if the ideas didn’t stop coming to him. He looked at the nametag pinned onto the waiter’s uniform. Kim Kibum. This was just perfect.
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Pairings: Jongkey, tentative!Ontae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, Romance
Disclaimer: Owns only story.
Word Count: 1127
Summary: Kibum thought that being helpful brings good karma. Had he known that helping a friend fill in his job as a waiter at a burger joint would result in Kim Jonghyun accusing his best friend of art theft, he would have definitely stayed in bed.
Kim Kibum was the sexiest lead that Jonghyun ever had to get close to. Yes, getting close to Kibum to dig out information about his best friend's crime was definitely no hardship for him. But Kibum doesn't feel the same way. And when Jonghyun demands to pose as his boyfriend to find out the real art thief if it wasn't his best friend like he claimed, things start to get complicated.
OR Alt Summary: Seoul's top CID meets sexy-as-hell lead. Drama ensues.
A/N: So I had this inspiration from a book HAHA. Comments please? (: && this is kinda short :/ future chapters would definitely be wayyy longer.
Prologue:
“Okay seriously what the hell am I supposed to do?” Jonghyun mumbled as he clambered out of the sports car that his boss had provided him with to reach this town. It had taken hours of persuasion and endless debate to finally let his boss okay the decision of providing a form of transport for him. (If you consider threatening to quit your job if he doesn’t agree as a form of persuasion, then well yeah he did.
“Hey what? It helps that he is the best CID around.” Little inner voice defends.)
“I don’t know. Look around or something?” Jinki helpfully provided, poking his head out of the car. “How the hell did you manage to persuade the Boss to sponsor something THIS awesome anyway?” He whistled as he stuck his hand out to feel the exterior of the vehicle.
“Years of practice my dear. Years of practice.. OUCH FUCK!”
Jinki really tried his best to contain his laughter, he really did. But it’s not every day you get to see Seoul’s cool and awesome top CID poke himself in the eye while wearing his sunglass. Nope, definitely a good enough reason for him to trip on his way out of the car while rolling around on the rough rocky road of this unknown little town.
“Shut your trap up Jinki, if you still want a full set of teeth. Just go park the damn car. I’ll be at the burger joint.” Jonghyun rolls his eyes and sets off in the direction of said restaurant, arrongant swagger mode full on.
Jinki doesn’t miss the way he discreetly tucks his sunglasses into his back jeans pocket though.
~//~
“Yeah I’m here. Now what?” Jonghyun huffs to the man on the other line, still grumpy about how he managed to embarrass himself completely in front of Jinki. “Who? Lee Taemin? I got it. I just got to get close to him right? What’s the name of that shop again? T&K’s Cute Little Shop? My god can it get any gayer? Okay okay fine I get it.”
Just as Jonghyun hung up his phone, Jinki announced his presence by tripping over nothing and falling onto a waiter who so happened to carry a tray full of sinful goodness. Really now? Jonghyun rolled his eyes and scooted over to see the magnitude of the damage done. And really, he wanted to disown Jinki right there and then and walk away pretending his best friend did not just cause a poor innocent waiter to fall face flat on the floor, buried under an awesome combination of soda and soggy fries.
“Lee Jinki! What the hell?!” Jonghyun spat as he crouched down to pull Jinki up from the floor, who surprisingly did not even have a single grain of salt on him. He cringed when he saw the state of the waiter though. Guess who haven’t been accumulating good karma? He watched the waiter pick himself up from the floor and brush off the mess on him, causing a mini waterfall of grape soda to fall onto the floor. The waiter looked up once at Jinki, then at Jonghyun, then at Jinki again. He forced a smile upon his face and let “Could you PLEASE watch your step next time?” loose through his clenched teeth. His co-workers hurried to clean up the mess on the floor, while he scooted off into the staff restroom to check out the damage done. Jonghyun found how the guy managed to keep his cool strangely amusing, and stifled a laugh when he saw a fry sticking out of the waiter’s blonde hair just before he entered the restroom. He patted Jinki on the back, who looked awfully guilty for causing a scene, and dragged him to the table where he was seated previously.
“Hey look. You’ve got to stop looking so sorry and all these shit cause the Boss just gave me new information about the guy we were supposed to keep a lookout on. And based on what he told me, this guy isn’t an easy nut to crack.” Jonghyun shoved his iPhone in front of Jinki, who in turn read the information at an amazing speed.
“Okay so basically we’re here to keep an eye on this Taemin guy and check out if he really smuggles art pieces from overseas to sell them here? How do we do that? And…” Jinki’s words trail off when he saw the waiter from earlier on emerge from the staff restroom in his previous glory, complete with crisp new uniform and carefully styled blond hair. “O.M.G. Jjong you got to help me apologise to that waiter. PLEASE. I’m going to die of guilt if I don’t. You still want your only friend in this world to live don’t you?”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes at the other’s behaviour. “For that, I won’t. Go die on your own. I won’t give a damn. Maybe I will. Cause I’ll have to attend your funeral. Which is a total waste of my time because I am so goddamn popular, all the other dudes are gonna want to befriend me and I’ll have a blast of my life because I won’t always have to clean up someone’s butt after they make a mess like tripping a waiter and causing soda to spill onto him.” At that, Jinki could only sink back in his seat, because really, what could you say to that?
Jonghyun sighed and got out of his seat and approached the blond waiter who was currently at the counter counting the number of knives to put on each tray.
“Hey.” Jonghyun flashed his crooked smile and watch the waiter raise a knife at him, giving him a stare that clearly meant “Bug off if you don’t want to die. I don’t want to have to clean up a second time.”
“Woah woah woah chill dude. I’m just trying to apologise on behalf of my friend for that little scene earlier on.” Jonghyun watched as the other opened his mouth to retort, but closed it when his phone began to ring. He watched as the other man pull out his phone to answer it, and really? A man with a phone buried under baby pink bling-blings? He had to cover his eyes to protect them from the light that bounced off that phone.
“Hello? Taemin? Yeah what’s up at the shop?” Jonghyun immediately lowered his hand when he heard the name escape the waiter’s mouth. Taemin? Lee Taemin?
Jonghyun felt lightbulbs popping up one by one, and he was sure his head would be glowing now if the ideas didn’t stop coming to him. He looked at the nametag pinned onto the waiter’s uniform. Kim Kibum. This was just perfect.
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