School Project [Chapter 4/?]
Title: School Project [Chapter 4/?]
Author: mariposa02
Pairing: Onkey
Rating: pg (for now)/ - pg-15
Genre: comedy, drama?(I'll try my best not to get too dramatic and make it more funny the next chapter....)
Summery: the "klutz" and the "ice prince" have to do a school projekt together.
AN: So sorry for uploading soo late! but I have exams right now... ehm I'm sorry for the fail and for the sad(?) end of the chapter... I hope you'll still enjoy it... (Right now my mother is away so I had no one to read over it and I hope it's not too bad T_T)
ah and the songs used are - Far East Movement Ft. The Cataracs & Dev - Like A G6
and - Young Joc ft. 3LW - Bout It
[Prologue]; [Chapter 1]; [Chapter 2]; [Chapter 3]; [Chapter 3,5];
Poppin bottles in the ice,
Kibum froze.
like a blizzard
He did a body wave, his arms turning over his head.
When we drink
His fingers touched his lips, he got down.
we do it right gettin slizzard
He shook his head in the rhythm to the music.
Dancing was his passion. Dancing was his life. Dancing was Kibum's way to relieve stress. When his body moved without him thinking too much about it, he felt free, like a bird, or -like Kibum preferred be called- like a butterfly. He could be himself, sometimes thinking about a lot of things and sometimes forgetting the world around him.
The song changed, he breathed in, relaxing his body.
You think you know me but you have no idea
Kibum froze, a sudden frustration crawling up his stomach. Memories, pictures flooded his brain. He grit his teeth.
Now I been walking up this road tryin' to find which way to go
Tryin' to pull my faith
Sometimes it seems like I don't know
He shook his head trying to get those stupid thoughts out of his head.
Show me that you …
Kibum kiched the CD-player until there was no sound to be heard. Only his fast breathing and thumping heart echoed through his ears.
He took a towel and went to the bathroom, he had to forget, he had to get ready, he had a breakfast to prepare.
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Jonghyun woke up, smelling one of those smells you'd never want to smell.
He opened his eyes and noticed that Kibum had disappeared.
He rubbed his eyes and looked around, finally noticing that Jinki also had woken up (probably because of this terrible smell). They blinked at each other, wrinkled their noses in unison.
After letting out a loud yawn, Jonghyun smiled at Jinki (who looked rather stupid, having a big question mark written all over his face).
“Kim Jonghyun. Kibum's distant relative and childhood friend. Nice to meet you. I'm the one that helped you out of those pinki-towel-mummy-bandages.”
“Pinki-.. What?”
“Pinki-towel-mummy-bandages.”
For Jonghyun it has already become a normal word and he looked almost offended, when Jinki only gave him a what-the-fuck-do-you-want-from-me-and-what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about-look.
“I'll show you pictures later. First we have to save the kitchen' life.”
“Wha..?! Pictures?! Wai.....”
Jinki was interrupted by Jonghyun who stood up, gripped him by his arm and dragged him down to the kitchen, out of which black clouds were coming out.
“What the hell! Kib....”
Jonghyun couldn't finish his sentence,coughing, his throat burning as soon as he had entered the kitchen.
Tears shot out of Jinki's now burning eyes barely being able to see the a nearly crying Kibum, running around, unsuccessfully trying to save the thing that could be seen in the frying pan (that probably had been something eatable before).
They both watched the helpless boy run around for some minutes more, before the now crying Kibum finally slumped down to the ground, sulking and Jinki decided to take action.
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Jonghyun just stood there, his mouth wide open.
Lee Jinki, the “Klutz” had managed clean the kitchen, cook a delicious looking food and set the table perfectly in half an hour, WITHOUT falling even once.
And now he was -what seemed like successfully- cheering the pouting Kibum up.
And before Jonghyun turned around to go to the dinning room to wait, he could have sworn he saw Kibum blush.
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Jinki sad down beside him smiling lovingly, his eyes nearly disappearing.
He looked away, he was not used to people smile at him like that, in their smiles there was always something fake -well the exception was Jonghyun but he didn't count.
And this was the moment Kibum realized how sincere, pure and beautiful this smile was and as he noticed himself blushing he pouted even more, being angry with his stupid red face and annoyingly hammering heart.
“You know you don't have to be embarrassed just because your food burnt.”
“What?”
“You're blushing. You don't have to be embarrassed. It's normal.”
“Wait! It's not...”
“Haha! If you want me to I'll teach you”
“What?!”
Jinki stood up, reaching his hand out to help Kibum.
“Cooking. I could teach you a little.”
Kibum slapped the hand away. Who did this dork think he was? No one would teach Kibum anything. He could master it all.
“I don't need your help.”
“I only...-”
“Listen! You are not my friend! I only let you sleep here cause I pitied you, so don't act all buddy-like now. You are only some unimportant person from my school with whom I have to do schoolprojekt. So leave me alone!”
Kibum turned around and walked away, his posture proud, trying to overcome the guilty feeling, slowly spreading in his body.
A few minutes later, he tried his best to keep up his façade when the door slammed shut, while Jonghyun glared at him, a knowing look in his eyes.
Author: mariposa02
Pairing: Onkey
Rating: pg (for now)/ - pg-15
Genre: comedy, drama?(I'll try my best not to get too dramatic and make it more funny the next chapter....)
Summery: the "klutz" and the "ice prince" have to do a school projekt together.
AN: So sorry for uploading soo late! but I have exams right now... ehm I'm sorry for the fail and for the sad(?) end of the chapter... I hope you'll still enjoy it... (Right now my mother is away so I had no one to read over it and I hope it's not too bad T_T)
ah and the songs used are - Far East Movement Ft. The Cataracs & Dev - Like A G6
and - Young Joc ft. 3LW - Bout It
[Prologue]; [Chapter 1]; [Chapter 2]; [Chapter 3]; [Chapter 3,5];
Poppin bottles in the ice,
Kibum froze.
like a blizzard
He did a body wave, his arms turning over his head.
When we drink
His fingers touched his lips, he got down.
we do it right gettin slizzard
He shook his head in the rhythm to the music.
Dancing was his passion. Dancing was his life. Dancing was Kibum's way to relieve stress. When his body moved without him thinking too much about it, he felt free, like a bird, or -like Kibum preferred be called- like a butterfly. He could be himself, sometimes thinking about a lot of things and sometimes forgetting the world around him.
The song changed, he breathed in, relaxing his body.
You think you know me but you have no idea
Kibum froze, a sudden frustration crawling up his stomach. Memories, pictures flooded his brain. He grit his teeth.
Now I been walking up this road tryin' to find which way to go
Tryin' to pull my faith
Sometimes it seems like I don't know
He shook his head trying to get those stupid thoughts out of his head.
Show me that you …
Kibum kiched the CD-player until there was no sound to be heard. Only his fast breathing and thumping heart echoed through his ears.
He took a towel and went to the bathroom, he had to forget, he had to get ready, he had a breakfast to prepare.
----------------------------
Jonghyun woke up, smelling one of those smells you'd never want to smell.
He opened his eyes and noticed that Kibum had disappeared.
He rubbed his eyes and looked around, finally noticing that Jinki also had woken up (probably because of this terrible smell). They blinked at each other, wrinkled their noses in unison.
After letting out a loud yawn, Jonghyun smiled at Jinki (who looked rather stupid, having a big question mark written all over his face).
“Kim Jonghyun. Kibum's distant relative and childhood friend. Nice to meet you. I'm the one that helped you out of those pinki-towel-mummy-bandages.”
“Pinki-.. What?”
“Pinki-towel-mummy-bandages.”
For Jonghyun it has already become a normal word and he looked almost offended, when Jinki only gave him a what-the-fuck-do-you-want-from-me-and-what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about-look.
“I'll show you pictures later. First we have to save the kitchen' life.”
“Wha..?! Pictures?! Wai.....”
Jinki was interrupted by Jonghyun who stood up, gripped him by his arm and dragged him down to the kitchen, out of which black clouds were coming out.
“What the hell! Kib....”
Jonghyun couldn't finish his sentence,coughing, his throat burning as soon as he had entered the kitchen.
Tears shot out of Jinki's now burning eyes barely being able to see the a nearly crying Kibum, running around, unsuccessfully trying to save the thing that could be seen in the frying pan (that probably had been something eatable before).
They both watched the helpless boy run around for some minutes more, before the now crying Kibum finally slumped down to the ground, sulking and Jinki decided to take action.
-----
Jonghyun just stood there, his mouth wide open.
Lee Jinki, the “Klutz” had managed clean the kitchen, cook a delicious looking food and set the table perfectly in half an hour, WITHOUT falling even once.
And now he was -what seemed like successfully- cheering the pouting Kibum up.
And before Jonghyun turned around to go to the dinning room to wait, he could have sworn he saw Kibum blush.
-------
Jinki sad down beside him smiling lovingly, his eyes nearly disappearing.
He looked away, he was not used to people smile at him like that, in their smiles there was always something fake -well the exception was Jonghyun but he didn't count.
And this was the moment Kibum realized how sincere, pure and beautiful this smile was and as he noticed himself blushing he pouted even more, being angry with his stupid red face and annoyingly hammering heart.
“You know you don't have to be embarrassed just because your food burnt.”
“What?”
“You're blushing. You don't have to be embarrassed. It's normal.”
“Wait! It's not...”
“Haha! If you want me to I'll teach you”
“What?!”
Jinki stood up, reaching his hand out to help Kibum.
“Cooking. I could teach you a little.”
Kibum slapped the hand away. Who did this dork think he was? No one would teach Kibum anything. He could master it all.
“I don't need your help.”
“I only...-”
“Listen! You are not my friend! I only let you sleep here cause I pitied you, so don't act all buddy-like now. You are only some unimportant person from my school with whom I have to do schoolprojekt. So leave me alone!”
Kibum turned around and walked away, his posture proud, trying to overcome the guilty feeling, slowly spreading in his body.
A few minutes later, he tried his best to keep up his façade when the door slammed shut, while Jonghyun glared at him, a knowing look in his eyes.