Stop dreaming, Kibum! (JongKey Oneshot)
Fanfic: Stop dreaming, Kibum!
Author: Pixziestikxz
Pairing: Jong Hyun x Key
Rating: PG-13 (idk. -.-)
Warning: swearing and implied sex. lol.
Length: 1, 224 words
A/N: Kevin, I gave up on the whole prequel thing and decided to turn this into a complete oneshot thing of its own. x)
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"Key. Key. KIBUM!"
I grumbled and scratched my head furiously, knitting my eyebrows in frustration. "WHAT?" I answered in an annoyed matter, my eyelids still closed. I heard someone sigh as they started shaking me again.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" I asked in frustration, prying my eyes open as I sat up. There, in front of me, was Jong Hyun, my best friend. He was top less, completely exposing his deliciously toned body. I stared him down for a second and wondered what in the hell he was doing beside me like that. Was he trying to kill me? "Jong...what the fuck? Why don't you have a shirt on and what the hell are you doing in my bed?" I questioned him.
"I have no fucking idea. I woke up like this. I was kind of hoping you would remember." Remember? Remember...what, exactly? I looked down; my upper body was missing its garments as well. Then I realized, that we weren't in my bed. It wasn't Jong Hyun's bed, either. "What the fuck." I exclaimed, ruffling the covers that covered our lower body, only to expose that we were both fully naked. I felt my eyeballs pop out of their sockets as I hurriedly tried to cover myself up again.
Jong Hyun sighed. "Exactly." he said, as he got up and started looking for his clothes. I sat there, hugging my knees to my chest; I bit the covers as I tried to recall, but nothing came. "Here. put your clothes on." Jong Hyun said, placing my neatly folded clothes in front of me. I looked up at him; he was already dressed, and he turned around as I grabbed mine, slipping them on as well.
I stood behind Jong Hyun as I finished buttoning up my shirt. "So...what now?" I questioned him. He turned around, more pleased that I had my clothes on.
"We leave." he replied simply, heading out the door. I followed him, and as we exited out. The hallway was filled with passed out teenagers; it got even worse as we got towards the living room. There were empty beer bottles here and there, and people were literally lying everywhere. All of this only meant one thing: house party. I groaned. I was invited to a lot of these, yes, but it never got as worse as this. No, I wasn't talking about the beer or the people everywhere, I was talking about the fact that I might have possibly just slept with my best friend that previous night. And I had no fucking memory of it whatsoever.
I didn't even remember being with him; I knew I was with someone; a guy, to be specific. Although I didn't remember who he was, I was pretty damn sure it wasn't Kim Jong Hyun. My head pounded as I tried to think more, and I felt Jong Hyun grab my hand.
"Careful not to wake anyone up." he warned me, pulling me across the mass of bodies that lay unconcious on the floor with ease. I felt like I was floating; my eyelids drooped, and I had this funny feeling in my stomach.
"Jong, I think I'm gonna..." before I could even finish my sentence, I felt his strong arms carry me outside with lightning speed, as I puked on the driveway. I collapsed on the ground and closed my eyes. I had such a bad hangover, it wasn't even funny.
"Key, Key, get up!" Jong hissed, pulling my arm up. I looked at him through clouded eyes and attempted to stand, but my knees always gave in. He sighed and knelt down in front of me, grabbed my arms and wrapped them around his neck. "Hold on tightly." he said, and lifted me up. My legs wrapped themselves around his torso, and I rested my head on the crook of his neck.
"Thanks, Jonggie~" I mumbled, half asleep. He grunted in response and continued walking. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
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The next thing I knew, I was back in my room. I was in my bed, and everything seemed familiar again. I sat up and tried to remember how I got there. Was it all just a dream? By impulse, I grabbed my phone and dialed Jong Hyun's number, listening at the dial tone as I waited for him to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Jong Hyun! I had the weirdest dream ever. I dreamt that we were in some house party, but then I got so drunk that I barely remembered what happened, and the next thing I knew, we were lying beside each other in some stranger's bed like we just had a one night stand or something." I blurted out to him, now just waiting for him to tell me I was crazy or something. There was silence on his end, and it was deafening.
"....You're crazy. Stop dreaming, Kibum!. And don't ingest too much sugar before you go to bed." he said, before hanging up. I released a sigh of relief.
But I was so close; I bit my lip and hugged my knees again. So close...
“Jong Hyun, I love you, you know that?” I stared at my phone. It was closed and everything, but I didn’t feel the least bit insane for talking to it. The idea of me not confessing to Jong Hyun seemed crazier to me. Why had I not told him all this time? I clutched the phone tighter in my hands and stood up; I’m going to do it!
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I burst through his door; he was sitting on his bed, staring at me, probably wondering what the hell I was doing.
“Kibum…what the hell?”
I ignored him and walked closer. I took his hand in mine, before placing it on my chest. There was silence between us as I tried to catch my breath, and closed my eyes. “Do you feel that?” I asked.
“Yes. Your heart’s beating fast. Why the fuck did you just run all the way here? Where’s the fire?”
My eyes flew open and locked themselves with his. “It’s not beating fast because I just ran. It’s beating…it’s beating like that because of you.” I declared. I expected him to laugh and push me away. Instead, he placed his arm around my waist and pulled me close.
My eyes widened and my face was flushed; his touch sent shivers down my spine. “K-key…everything you told me on the phone about that party…It’s all true.” He said, as he pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and put my head on top of his, inhaling his scent. I closed my eyes and wished that this all wasn’t just a dream.
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“Key. Key. KIBUM!”
My eyes flew open; what the hell just happened? I sat up and saw unfamiliar bed sheets wrapped around our bodies. Jong Hyun sat beside me, topless. "What the fuck just happened?" I questioned him.
"I have no fucking idea. I woke up like this. I was kind of hoping you would remember."
My eyes widened as I realized why this whole scene seemed so familiar.“Oh my fucking god, no way….” I groaned, and fell back on the bed, covering my face with a pillow. So all of that was just a dream?
No. Fucking. Way.
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***grgh. crappy ending, iknow. But I didn't want to scrap this cuz I really liked the beggining, even tho I ruined the end. but owell. Also, I got a fish and named it Jonggie. xD I think it's lonely, though. It needs Key~***
Author: Pixziestikxz
Pairing: Jong Hyun x Key
Rating: PG-13 (idk. -.-)
Warning: swearing and implied sex. lol.
Length: 1, 224 words
A/N: Kevin, I gave up on the whole prequel thing and decided to turn this into a complete oneshot thing of its own. x)
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"Key. Key. KIBUM!"
I grumbled and scratched my head furiously, knitting my eyebrows in frustration. "WHAT?" I answered in an annoyed matter, my eyelids still closed. I heard someone sigh as they started shaking me again.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" I asked in frustration, prying my eyes open as I sat up. There, in front of me, was Jong Hyun, my best friend. He was top less, completely exposing his deliciously toned body. I stared him down for a second and wondered what in the hell he was doing beside me like that. Was he trying to kill me? "Jong...what the fuck? Why don't you have a shirt on and what the hell are you doing in my bed?" I questioned him.
"I have no fucking idea. I woke up like this. I was kind of hoping you would remember." Remember? Remember...what, exactly? I looked down; my upper body was missing its garments as well. Then I realized, that we weren't in my bed. It wasn't Jong Hyun's bed, either. "What the fuck." I exclaimed, ruffling the covers that covered our lower body, only to expose that we were both fully naked. I felt my eyeballs pop out of their sockets as I hurriedly tried to cover myself up again.
Jong Hyun sighed. "Exactly." he said, as he got up and started looking for his clothes. I sat there, hugging my knees to my chest; I bit the covers as I tried to recall, but nothing came. "Here. put your clothes on." Jong Hyun said, placing my neatly folded clothes in front of me. I looked up at him; he was already dressed, and he turned around as I grabbed mine, slipping them on as well.
I stood behind Jong Hyun as I finished buttoning up my shirt. "So...what now?" I questioned him. He turned around, more pleased that I had my clothes on.
"We leave." he replied simply, heading out the door. I followed him, and as we exited out. The hallway was filled with passed out teenagers; it got even worse as we got towards the living room. There were empty beer bottles here and there, and people were literally lying everywhere. All of this only meant one thing: house party. I groaned. I was invited to a lot of these, yes, but it never got as worse as this. No, I wasn't talking about the beer or the people everywhere, I was talking about the fact that I might have possibly just slept with my best friend that previous night. And I had no fucking memory of it whatsoever.
I didn't even remember being with him; I knew I was with someone; a guy, to be specific. Although I didn't remember who he was, I was pretty damn sure it wasn't Kim Jong Hyun. My head pounded as I tried to think more, and I felt Jong Hyun grab my hand.
"Careful not to wake anyone up." he warned me, pulling me across the mass of bodies that lay unconcious on the floor with ease. I felt like I was floating; my eyelids drooped, and I had this funny feeling in my stomach.
"Jong, I think I'm gonna..." before I could even finish my sentence, I felt his strong arms carry me outside with lightning speed, as I puked on the driveway. I collapsed on the ground and closed my eyes. I had such a bad hangover, it wasn't even funny.
"Key, Key, get up!" Jong hissed, pulling my arm up. I looked at him through clouded eyes and attempted to stand, but my knees always gave in. He sighed and knelt down in front of me, grabbed my arms and wrapped them around his neck. "Hold on tightly." he said, and lifted me up. My legs wrapped themselves around his torso, and I rested my head on the crook of his neck.
"Thanks, Jonggie~" I mumbled, half asleep. He grunted in response and continued walking. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
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The next thing I knew, I was back in my room. I was in my bed, and everything seemed familiar again. I sat up and tried to remember how I got there. Was it all just a dream? By impulse, I grabbed my phone and dialed Jong Hyun's number, listening at the dial tone as I waited for him to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Jong Hyun! I had the weirdest dream ever. I dreamt that we were in some house party, but then I got so drunk that I barely remembered what happened, and the next thing I knew, we were lying beside each other in some stranger's bed like we just had a one night stand or something." I blurted out to him, now just waiting for him to tell me I was crazy or something. There was silence on his end, and it was deafening.
"....You're crazy. Stop dreaming, Kibum!. And don't ingest too much sugar before you go to bed." he said, before hanging up. I released a sigh of relief.
But I was so close; I bit my lip and hugged my knees again. So close...
“Jong Hyun, I love you, you know that?” I stared at my phone. It was closed and everything, but I didn’t feel the least bit insane for talking to it. The idea of me not confessing to Jong Hyun seemed crazier to me. Why had I not told him all this time? I clutched the phone tighter in my hands and stood up; I’m going to do it!
--
I burst through his door; he was sitting on his bed, staring at me, probably wondering what the hell I was doing.
“Kibum…what the hell?”
I ignored him and walked closer. I took his hand in mine, before placing it on my chest. There was silence between us as I tried to catch my breath, and closed my eyes. “Do you feel that?” I asked.
“Yes. Your heart’s beating fast. Why the fuck did you just run all the way here? Where’s the fire?”
My eyes flew open and locked themselves with his. “It’s not beating fast because I just ran. It’s beating…it’s beating like that because of you.” I declared. I expected him to laugh and push me away. Instead, he placed his arm around my waist and pulled me close.
My eyes widened and my face was flushed; his touch sent shivers down my spine. “K-key…everything you told me on the phone about that party…It’s all true.” He said, as he pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and put my head on top of his, inhaling his scent. I closed my eyes and wished that this all wasn’t just a dream.
--
“Key. Key. KIBUM!”
My eyes flew open; what the hell just happened? I sat up and saw unfamiliar bed sheets wrapped around our bodies. Jong Hyun sat beside me, topless. "What the fuck just happened?" I questioned him.
"I have no fucking idea. I woke up like this. I was kind of hoping you would remember."
My eyes widened as I realized why this whole scene seemed so familiar.“Oh my fucking god, no way….” I groaned, and fell back on the bed, covering my face with a pillow. So all of that was just a dream?
No. Fucking. Way.
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***grgh. crappy ending, iknow. But I didn't want to scrap this cuz I really liked the beggining, even tho I ruined the end. but owell. Also, I got a fish and named it Jonggie. xD I think it's lonely, though. It needs Key~***