One for Me ; PG
Title : One for Me
Author : seetwopm
Rating : PG
Genre: AU, Romance, a bit of angst
Pairing : Jonghyun/Key, Onesided!Minho/Key, Implied Dongwoon/Key
Word Count : 1430 words
Summary : They said it was just an ordinary birthday. But everything related to Jonghyun was extraordinary for Kibum.
A/N : It’s a bit late, but Happy b’day Dino boy :)
One for Me
This was one of the worst days he ever got in his life, he could tell. Kibum thought that it couldn’t be worse than today. The reason? Well, it was ’reasons’ instead of ‘reason’ actually, because there were a lot of craps happened today. First, he got a detention from his professor just because he didn’t attend his class twice without any leaving permission in advance. Oh come on, just twice, twice and he had to deal with a troublesome punishment. Two hundred pages full of essay, no computer involved, must be original, and should be submitted on Monday, which was… three days from now. Thank you very much. He didn’t even know how to start doing it.
Second, He spilled his Frappe on his tee. His new Jeremy Scott tee that he bought last week for damn $87, big sale price, of course. And now he had to wear his bright pink-striped black jacket, which made him looked like a mad clown, to cover the big brown stain on his tee, since that silly jacket was the only thing he found in his locker and he didn’t have enough time to go home.
Third, it was raining today. There was no problem about it, the rain itself wasn’t a problem at all. Moreover Kibum quite liked to see those droplets of water falling to the earth. But he didn’t bring any umbrella, that was the problem. He didn’t like it when those droplets also falling on him, making him all wet and cold. Kibum really exploded, literally, when he felt like stepping on a frog on the street. And that really happened. He did step on a frog five minutes ago on his way to the coffee shop where he had an appointment. That poor frog died tragically. Kibum just felt like crying.
Last but not least, his bad luck wasn’t over yet, and to be honest this last thing was the real and the most critical problem he had.
Okay, that was exaggerating.
But really, this was a serious one, at least for Kibum. He didn’t have any birthday present for Jonghyun, who was officially being his boyfriend since 8 months ago. Never, even just for a while, he forgot about it. Of course he remembered that today was Jonghyun’s birthday. He always remembered, even he marked his calendar in advance. He just couldn’t find the right present for his beloved one.
Because Jonghyun was too special for Kibum.
And everything seemed not special enough for him.
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He already asked his friends for a suggestion, like his best friends Minho and Dongwoon, then Jinki, then Taemin, and even some random people he met on the history class last Wednesday. But no one could give him the answer he wanted. People just didn’t give a shit about it, and it made Kibum more and more frustrated day by day. They said it was just an ordinary birthday. But everything related to Jonghyun was extraordinary for Kibum.
”Just buy him something nice, he’ll like it.”
Kibum remembered Dongwoon said it without even turned his gaze to him. Dongwoon was too occupied by the movie, or more like he was trying to. He didn’t like it when Kibum brought Jonghyun in any conversation they had. He hated it.
Because Kibum was a lovesick puppy, a lovesick puppy that would forget about everything when Jonghyun was around.
And Dongwoon was a part of that ‘everything’.
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”Oh God sorry I’m late.” Kibum said while sitting himself on the chair, gasping for a breath. He was completely drenched, wet hair framing his face.
“It’s fine, and what happen to you?” Minho asked Kibum worriedly, glancing at Kibum’s all-wet clothes.
“Nothing. Oh, and just remind me to bring an umbrella next time.” He said with his quite bossy tone.
Minho chuckled when he heard it. That answer was really Kibum’s style.
“Here, drink my coffee first. It can keep you warm. You don’t wanna be sick, not in your boyfriend’s birthday.” Minho smiled softly, staring at Kibum whole-heartedly, while his own words were killing him from the inside.
“Aww thank you, dear, you’re so kind.” Kibum said playfully and grabbed the cup, gulping the coffee and savoring the taste, not knowing that Minho’s heart fluttered because of the term that he used in his sentence earlier.
“Err… So how is it? Did you find a present already?” Minho quickly asked and turned his head to the side a little, preventing Kibum from seeing his slightly reddened cheeks.
Kibum sighed, he put the cup back on the table.
“Not yet. Today’s his birthday and I still have no idea. I’m so stupid. I don’t think I can face him today. Even I didn’t answer his call this morning, because I really don’t know what to say…” He hung his head in desperation.
“….. You know… Sometimes, it doesn’t matter what we give to someone as a present, I mean… If I were… him, I would be…. more than happy to receive anything, as long as it’s you who give it to me. Well, and if I were him, the fact that you think this hard only to give me something as a present… already makes me happy…”
Minho stuttered. This was the first time he poured his heart in front of Kibum. And this time he couldn’t hide those sparks of red on his cheeks.
Kibum was a bit slow to understand it, and once he did, he stood up in a sudden.
“You’re right! I guess I should see him now, he might be wondering why I ignored him today. Bye Minho, Thank you so much for your brilliant words.”
And just like that, Kibum left him for Jonghyun.
Again.
But it didn’t matter for Minho, moreover he was happy. And he didn’t need a reason for it, because there was no ‘Y’ in happiness.
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“I’m Coming!” Jonghyun shouted when he heard the bell rang, he rushed himself to open the door.
“ Wait a sec…. Kibum?”
Jonghyun was a bit surprised when he found Kibum in front of his door. It was still raining outside, and suddenly there was Kibum, completely soaked.
“Gosh, you should change your clothes now. Come in, I’ll go get you my clothes and make you-“
“I’m sorry.”
“What are-“
Kibum pressed his finger against Jonghyun’s lips, forbidding him to say any word. Because he had to finish his explanation, those words that had been prepared by him while he was running to Jonghyun’s place. Because he doubted that he would be able to finish it if Jonghyun kept showering him with his words, with the voice of his, which always brought shiver to Kibum’s spine.
“I’m sorry for ignoring your call this morning Jjong. And I’m sorry for not bringing you any present. I’m really sorry, I know it’s your birthday and you must be disappointed because of it. I’m really stupid I just can’t find the right present for you. I’ve tried, okay? I’ve tried but still I couldn’t find………….”
Kibum’s voice was slowly fading away in Jonghyun’s mind, it seemed like all of his words were muffled. Jonghyun was hypnotized, he was captivated by the way his lover said his name, by the way Kibum’s mouth form any single word, by the way his boyfriend looked really flustered just because he couldn’t bring him any gift for his birthday, by the fact that Kibum was really caring for him, and by the fact that Kibum was really beautiful, even at this time, when his hair was all wet and his bangs damped on his forehead.
And for the next three minutes Jonghyun really couldn’t register what Kibum was trying to say. Kibum kept blabbering. Sure, he heard Kibum said ‘Dongwoon’ and ‘Bad Luck’ and ‘Frog’ and ‘Present’ then ‘Minho’ then showering him with much more ‘I’m sorry ’ and everything. But those words didn’t even forming a sentence Jonghyun could understand.
“……………. Happy Birthday Jjong, I love you.”
Finally after what seemed like forever Kibum ended his what seemed like a long confusing declamation. And a second later Jonghyun was already circling his arm around Kibum’s shoulder, burying his face in the crook of his neck, eyes closed. His chuckled was muffled, he grazed his fingers against Kibum’s hair gently, pulling him into a tighter hug, sharing the warmth of their bodies together.
Kibum was indeed really stupid, Jonghyun thought.
Jonghyun didn’t even need a present.
Because he already got one for him.
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A/N : Aww What a late birthday fic -___- I wanted to post this fic yesterday, but I was too tired after all of those exams *sigh*I know it’s not really good, but hope you like it :)
Anyway Thank you so much for reading and for the comment, love you guys <3
Author : seetwopm
Rating : PG
Genre: AU, Romance, a bit of angst
Pairing : Jonghyun/Key, Onesided!Minho/Key, Implied Dongwoon/Key
Word Count : 1430 words
Summary : They said it was just an ordinary birthday. But everything related to Jonghyun was extraordinary for Kibum.
A/N : It’s a bit late, but Happy b’day Dino boy :)
One for Me
This was one of the worst days he ever got in his life, he could tell. Kibum thought that it couldn’t be worse than today. The reason? Well, it was ’reasons’ instead of ‘reason’ actually, because there were a lot of craps happened today. First, he got a detention from his professor just because he didn’t attend his class twice without any leaving permission in advance. Oh come on, just twice, twice and he had to deal with a troublesome punishment. Two hundred pages full of essay, no computer involved, must be original, and should be submitted on Monday, which was… three days from now. Thank you very much. He didn’t even know how to start doing it.
Second, He spilled his Frappe on his tee. His new Jeremy Scott tee that he bought last week for damn $87, big sale price, of course. And now he had to wear his bright pink-striped black jacket, which made him looked like a mad clown, to cover the big brown stain on his tee, since that silly jacket was the only thing he found in his locker and he didn’t have enough time to go home.
Third, it was raining today. There was no problem about it, the rain itself wasn’t a problem at all. Moreover Kibum quite liked to see those droplets of water falling to the earth. But he didn’t bring any umbrella, that was the problem. He didn’t like it when those droplets also falling on him, making him all wet and cold. Kibum really exploded, literally, when he felt like stepping on a frog on the street. And that really happened. He did step on a frog five minutes ago on his way to the coffee shop where he had an appointment. That poor frog died tragically. Kibum just felt like crying.
Last but not least, his bad luck wasn’t over yet, and to be honest this last thing was the real and the most critical problem he had.
Okay, that was exaggerating.
But really, this was a serious one, at least for Kibum. He didn’t have any birthday present for Jonghyun, who was officially being his boyfriend since 8 months ago. Never, even just for a while, he forgot about it. Of course he remembered that today was Jonghyun’s birthday. He always remembered, even he marked his calendar in advance. He just couldn’t find the right present for his beloved one.
Because Jonghyun was too special for Kibum.
And everything seemed not special enough for him.
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He already asked his friends for a suggestion, like his best friends Minho and Dongwoon, then Jinki, then Taemin, and even some random people he met on the history class last Wednesday. But no one could give him the answer he wanted. People just didn’t give a shit about it, and it made Kibum more and more frustrated day by day. They said it was just an ordinary birthday. But everything related to Jonghyun was extraordinary for Kibum.
”Just buy him something nice, he’ll like it.”
Kibum remembered Dongwoon said it without even turned his gaze to him. Dongwoon was too occupied by the movie, or more like he was trying to. He didn’t like it when Kibum brought Jonghyun in any conversation they had. He hated it.
Because Kibum was a lovesick puppy, a lovesick puppy that would forget about everything when Jonghyun was around.
And Dongwoon was a part of that ‘everything’.
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”Oh God sorry I’m late.” Kibum said while sitting himself on the chair, gasping for a breath. He was completely drenched, wet hair framing his face.
“It’s fine, and what happen to you?” Minho asked Kibum worriedly, glancing at Kibum’s all-wet clothes.
“Nothing. Oh, and just remind me to bring an umbrella next time.” He said with his quite bossy tone.
Minho chuckled when he heard it. That answer was really Kibum’s style.
“Here, drink my coffee first. It can keep you warm. You don’t wanna be sick, not in your boyfriend’s birthday.” Minho smiled softly, staring at Kibum whole-heartedly, while his own words were killing him from the inside.
“Aww thank you, dear, you’re so kind.” Kibum said playfully and grabbed the cup, gulping the coffee and savoring the taste, not knowing that Minho’s heart fluttered because of the term that he used in his sentence earlier.
“Err… So how is it? Did you find a present already?” Minho quickly asked and turned his head to the side a little, preventing Kibum from seeing his slightly reddened cheeks.
Kibum sighed, he put the cup back on the table.
“Not yet. Today’s his birthday and I still have no idea. I’m so stupid. I don’t think I can face him today. Even I didn’t answer his call this morning, because I really don’t know what to say…” He hung his head in desperation.
“….. You know… Sometimes, it doesn’t matter what we give to someone as a present, I mean… If I were… him, I would be…. more than happy to receive anything, as long as it’s you who give it to me. Well, and if I were him, the fact that you think this hard only to give me something as a present… already makes me happy…”
Minho stuttered. This was the first time he poured his heart in front of Kibum. And this time he couldn’t hide those sparks of red on his cheeks.
Kibum was a bit slow to understand it, and once he did, he stood up in a sudden.
“You’re right! I guess I should see him now, he might be wondering why I ignored him today. Bye Minho, Thank you so much for your brilliant words.”
And just like that, Kibum left him for Jonghyun.
Again.
But it didn’t matter for Minho, moreover he was happy. And he didn’t need a reason for it, because there was no ‘Y’ in happiness.
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“I’m Coming!” Jonghyun shouted when he heard the bell rang, he rushed himself to open the door.
“ Wait a sec…. Kibum?”
Jonghyun was a bit surprised when he found Kibum in front of his door. It was still raining outside, and suddenly there was Kibum, completely soaked.
“Gosh, you should change your clothes now. Come in, I’ll go get you my clothes and make you-“
“I’m sorry.”
“What are-“
Kibum pressed his finger against Jonghyun’s lips, forbidding him to say any word. Because he had to finish his explanation, those words that had been prepared by him while he was running to Jonghyun’s place. Because he doubted that he would be able to finish it if Jonghyun kept showering him with his words, with the voice of his, which always brought shiver to Kibum’s spine.
“I’m sorry for ignoring your call this morning Jjong. And I’m sorry for not bringing you any present. I’m really sorry, I know it’s your birthday and you must be disappointed because of it. I’m really stupid I just can’t find the right present for you. I’ve tried, okay? I’ve tried but still I couldn’t find………….”
Kibum’s voice was slowly fading away in Jonghyun’s mind, it seemed like all of his words were muffled. Jonghyun was hypnotized, he was captivated by the way his lover said his name, by the way Kibum’s mouth form any single word, by the way his boyfriend looked really flustered just because he couldn’t bring him any gift for his birthday, by the fact that Kibum was really caring for him, and by the fact that Kibum was really beautiful, even at this time, when his hair was all wet and his bangs damped on his forehead.
And for the next three minutes Jonghyun really couldn’t register what Kibum was trying to say. Kibum kept blabbering. Sure, he heard Kibum said ‘Dongwoon’ and ‘Bad Luck’ and ‘Frog’ and ‘Present’ then ‘Minho’ then showering him with much more ‘I’m sorry ’ and everything. But those words didn’t even forming a sentence Jonghyun could understand.
“……………. Happy Birthday Jjong, I love you.”
Finally after what seemed like forever Kibum ended his what seemed like a long confusing declamation. And a second later Jonghyun was already circling his arm around Kibum’s shoulder, burying his face in the crook of his neck, eyes closed. His chuckled was muffled, he grazed his fingers against Kibum’s hair gently, pulling him into a tighter hug, sharing the warmth of their bodies together.
Kibum was indeed really stupid, Jonghyun thought.
Jonghyun didn’t even need a present.
Because he already got one for him.
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A/N : Aww What a late birthday fic -___- I wanted to post this fic yesterday, but I was too tired after all of those exams *sigh*I know it’s not really good, but hope you like it :)
Anyway Thank you so much for reading and for the comment, love you guys <3