Psycho Killer

— captivate ; jonghyun&kibum

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Kibum couldn’t help but smile at the elder’s behavior. He was really curious to know if this was how he normally was or if it was just how the other acted around him. Either way, it was quite adorable and Kibum liked it. He just stared at Jonghyun with that faint smile as the other picked out his cake and spoke a bit with the lady behind the counter. Usually he would be the selfish type to only want his partner to focus on him and him alone, but it was interesting see how Jonghyun was with others.

“Nice choice,” he commented casually, his smile curling up at the corners of his mouth when Jonghyun took his cake and the two headed back outside. Before they could walk off towards the river, Kibum felt the other’s hand taking his and he turned to look at the male who was facing him. For just a moment, he didn’t know how to react to Jonghyun’s statements. With anyone else he would take on a date, it was just for a quick thing to woo them into their apartment so he could use them for his own desires. But for some reason, he didn’t want to just use Jonghyun. He wanted to keep the elder male for more than just this one night.

“It’s been my pleasure, Jonghyun. It must have been fate for you to walk into my coffee shop so that I could meet you and I’m sure glad I glad.” He paused for just a moment before soon shrugging out of his long coat and moving to drape it over Jonghyun’s shoulders, not caring if he protested or anything. “It’s a bit cliché but I don’t have a blanket to keep you warm with. Luckily, I love the cold weather. Now come on, let’s go eat our sweets.” He tightened his grip on the other’s hand and began pulling him off towards the river this time while still keeping his body close for extra warmth.

It was only a short walk down a few blocks before Kibum finally found a little bench right along the river that he guided Jonghyun to. He sat down and pulled the elder down to sit so close to him that there legs were pressed against each other. There was no need to care about invading personal space or any awkwardness now. He was sure the other felt comfortable enough with him now. “I love coming to the river at night. I’m quite the night owl so when I’m awake in the middle of the night and looking for something to do, I like to come here to walk around or sit and people watch. Though to be perfectly honest, the only person I want to watch right now is you.” Kibum remained still for some seconds, holding Jonghyun’s gaze silently and taking in his appearance as much as possible. Honestly, he could’ve smacked himself for becoming so quickly infatuated with this man, but he couldn’t help it.

“Cookie?” He asked finally, holding the cookie he had purchased earlier up to Jonghyun’s plump lips. Kibum could only imagine how sweet they would taste after they indulged in their little desserts. Hopefully he wouldn’t have to wait too long to find out. He just needed the right timing...

inscentra

#k;iller

— wrecked ; jonghyun&kibum

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The moment Jonghyun began kissing him back, Kibum knew shit was about to go down. This wasn’t at all what he was expecting to happen when a drunken ex boyfriend of his came stumbling into his apartment, but god how could he deny this? He had wanted for so long to finally be together again with the only person in this world he actually cared about and now he was able to get his wish granted. His body was screaming at him for more as it had been quite some time since they had been so close and intimate with one another. In that moment, Kibum couldn’t care if he suffocated from lack of oxygen while kissing the elder man so desperately.

A soft moan left his lips as one of his legs was forced up to hook around the other’s waist. He was completely trapped against the wall and yet he still managed to push his hips forward against Jonghyun’s, another delicate moan coming from him. However when his hands were pinned up against the wall above his head, he lost control of the situation and his heart began pounding in alarm. His eyes that he hadn’t realized were closed had shot open and as a new wave of adrenaline rushed through him, Kibum yanked his hands out of Jonghyun’s grasp with a growl. He pulled back from the kiss and glared at the other who dared to try and seduce him into submission.

His leg dropped from around Jonghyun’s slim waist and he stuck his foot flat against the wall as leverage to push his body weight forward against the male. Once Kibum felt himself detach from the wall, he took the opportunity to flip them around quickly and use all the strength he had to press Jonghyun against the wall instead. The younger male reached a hand up to wrap his slender fingers around Jonghyun’s neck, adding just enough precious for the elder to feel slight discomfort.

“Who do you think you are using my rare feelings against me? Do you think I’m a fool? Weak enough to give in to your seduction and desire for carnal pleasure to the point where I disregard my own morals just to satisfy these needs?” He shook his head to answer his own question, leaning close to the elder’s face and tightening his grip slightly while speaking again in a low voice. “You’re the fool, Jonghyun. I already told you I’m not doing this with you drunk. Of course I want this considering I’ve wanted this since that stupid night happened. I’ve wanted you to forget everything you saw that night and to just come back to me!” Kibum slammed his other fist against the wall next to Jonghyun’s head before taking a second to breathe and calm himself down a bit.

“But you’re here and you’re here drunk which means it wasn’t something you would’ve done willingly while sober so I can’t just trust so easily that you’ve forgiven me and are ready to return to my side. Not until you’re able to make this decision to come here when there’s absolutely no alcohol involved.” Kibum inhaled deeply through his nose as he continued to look back and forth between Jonghyun’s eyes, his own feline ones narrowing slightly.

— captivate ; jonghyun&kibum

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For just a single moment, Kibum wondered how acceptable it would be to make a joke about drinking the blood of his enemies to stay young. Unfortunately, he quickly shook away the idea of imposing his dark humor of the ‘real’ fountain of youth upon his date. Perhaps it was too soon for them to joke around like that. Regardless, he still managed to smile a bit at the thought, and even more so when Jonghyun announced his English was awful. Kibum leaned forward a bit and in perfect English, he said, “I will teach you.”

With a smirk, he pulled back and watched the other pull something up to his mouth from his lap, assuming it was the napkin he had to wipe his mouth with. “Well then, if you want to look at me so badly, we should probably go outside, huh?” Just as he was about to stand up to take Jonghyun’s hand and lead him to the door to leave the dark room, he noticed the other had stood before him and must have not been too stable on standing up because the hand on his shoulder tightened a bit. Kibum instinctively reached up to hold onto the arm to stabilize the male until he could push himself up and hold onto him with both hands. “Let’s get you out of here.”

Kibum felt his hand down Jonghyun’s arm until he managed to intertwine their fingers together then snapped the fingers of his other hand to signal a waiter with nightvision goggles to lead them out of the dark room. Once they were back in the dimly lit main entrance area where they could allow their eyes to readjust, Kibum gave a short wave to the receptionist, telling her to just mail his bill to him. He was a man of his word and would always pay his debts so they had nothing to worry about.

“There’s a bakery a few blocks over so let’s just walk there. They should have some fresh warm baked goods by now.” He offered up a smile as he pulled the elder male along down the street until they came up to the aforementioned bakery. Kibum lead the way inside before somewhat reluctantly letting go of Jonghyun’s hand in order to gesture to all of the different sweet treats. “Let’s each pick a snack and share them by the river, okay?” He pulled out his wallet and handed the shop employee a bill large enough to cover two treats as well as a little bit extra for the worker to keep before pointing to a delicious looking red velvet cookie as his selected treat. The female behind the counter bagged up his treat and handed it to him before turning to Jonghyun to wait for his selection. Kibum also turned to face the elder, anticipating his choice of sweet treat. A small smile decorated his face and he suddenly didn’t want to ever look away from the handsome face in front of him.

— wrecked ; jonghyun&kibum

#mixjonghyun #k;r #[ nearly 800 words later... this ended up going completely different from how i intended it to lmao but i like this better ]

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Every question thrown at him felt like Kibum was taking a bullet to the chest over and over again, but he still refused to let Jonghyun know how affected he was by this. Even he himself could not believe the pain he felt as he was reminded yet again of how he had shot the other. That night… He had no real control. Kibum had let his wild emotions get out of hand and yes, he regretted it. No, he didn’t stop when he turned his back on Jonghyun. No, he didn’t stop when he heard the other shouting his name. No, he hadn’t thought about the other as he was leaving him… Not until much later did he finally feel the weight of what he had done.

Jonghyun was all too close to him once again and he felt a chill run down his spine despite the intense heat he swore he could feel between the two of them. Why did Jonghyun have to keep doing this to him? Why did he keep getting closer and closer while speaking words that were clearly meant to evoke some kind of emotions within him? It wasn’t fair!

But… of course it was fair. Jonghyun had every right to be acting out towards Kibum when the lying murderer had done such horrible things to him before. Kibum didn’t fucking care about being fair, though! He wanted to be selfish again like how he was before he… before he developed feelings for this stupid man. He wanted to continue being selfish and push the other away to go back to living peacefully alone how he had for so many years before. Emotions were too big of a burden for Kibum to carry and he hated it. He downright detested those stupid fucking emotions that kept tugging his heart towards the elder man.

As Jonghyun’s hand came in contact with his skin again, resting on his arm while the other settled upon his clothed waist, Kibum felt as if he had been zapped by an electrical spark and suddenly his heart was lurching in his chest. Jonghyun was right. How dare he lie to the other like he had and fill him with false hope and promises? Kibum was a monster and he felt bad that Jonghyun seemed to love him so deeply that even after discovering part of the truth about who he was, Jonghyun still came back to him, so desperately in love and seeking this physical contact and emotional reassurance. Jonghyun was so stupid…

There were so many words Kibum wanted to say and yet he wasn’t even able to voice any of them in that moment. Not yet, at least. He needed a moment first to collect what he had been wanting for so many weeks and months and what Jonghyun seemed to be wanting as well based on his words and body language. Fuck the argument and the alcohol. That shit could wait to be dealt with. Hell, maybe he should just take advantage of this situation. Jonghyun knows how that Kibum is a murderer and assumes everything they had before was a lie, and yet he still came back… still in love. Kibum could so easily keep Jonghyun now since clearly the real Kibum wasn’t enough to keep him away for good.

Rather than indulging in another heated argument with the man, Kibum opted to just give him what he wanted in that very moment. The thing that Jonghyun claimed they both needed. He pulled the elder’s thumb away from his mouth and leaned forward to press his lips against the other’s, softly at first before becoming a bit rougher. The taste of alcohol on Jonghyun’s mouth disgusted him, but he would be kind enough to ignore it for now. Kibum’s hands reached up to cup the other’s face firmly as he deepened the kiss. He didn’t try to dominate it for once, instead just opting to press all of his pent up desire against the other’s plush lips that molded so perfectly with his own like they were meant to be.

Yes, he could certainly feel himself destressing already. Jonghyun was right, he did need this. He needed this so bad. He just couldn’t forget the punishment the other deserved after this. With a soft moan into the elder’s mouth, Kibum carefully backed up, guiding Jonghyun with him without breaking the kiss until he felt the wall of his living room against his back. One hand moved to drape his arm over Jonghyun’s shoulder while the other continued to carefully hold the other’s face.

“Jonghyun...” he murmured quietly against said man’s lips, wanting to say more, but not having any words to currently voice.

— captivate ; jonghyun&kibum

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“Nonsense,” he muttered with a frown when the other male claimed to not have anything interesting to say. Kibum raised a brow as he watched Jonghyun’s shape taking a bite of his food, waiting for the other to speak up again and give him a proper answer. He knew his date had it in him to come up with something to say. Though it seemed like his little nudges of help with example questions did the trick to get Jonghyun speaking. Kibum let a faint smile ghost over his lips as he listened to the answers.

“Hm...” Kibum hummed softly, taking in all the answers given to him so far. It was quite the shock to hear that Jonghyun was actually a cop, and a lieutenant at that, but he made no visual notions of being surprised, not that Jonghyun would be able to see them in the dark anyway. Dating a cop would be quite dangerous considering his own secret profession, but perhaps the gangster could somehow use that to his advantage. He could get close enough to the cop, have him wrapped around his finger to make sure nothing wrong happened with the police and Black Lotus. It would certainly be one step above having the Salvatore’s second in command as his best friend.

While deep in thought about his plans for this man, Kibum almost hadn’t even noticed Jonghyun asked him some questions as well. “Twenty-seven. Only three years younger than you, it seems... officer.” He grinned widely, deciding he was done with his food and turned to face his full attention to Jonghyun. “Though I supposed I can understand seeming young. What with my job as a barista and my flawless and hardly aged face.” He couldn’t help the small chuckle as he glanced down at the barely visible and now intertwined fingers of his hand and the elder’s.

“Hobbies... I do enjoy reading books a lot. I studied hard in school when it came to english so I like to challenge myself by reading books in english rather than korean whenever I can.” Kibum didn’t want to talk much about himself, though, and to be quite honest, he was starting to become tired of sitting there in the dark, unable to see the other’s face and his reactions to any of Kibum’s delicate touches. “Did you want dessert here? Or we could find something elsewhere? Perhaps we could share something warm. They say it might snow tonight.”

#k;iller #[ bye. rip my soul. im dead ]

marriedtoshineemusic

scan cr: 贝贝no貝貝

— wrecked ; jonghyun&kibum

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The more Jonghyun spoke and refused to listen to him and obey his words, the angrier Kibum was getting. He didn’t like not having control. He especially didn’t like not having control over Jonghyun. It infuriated him that the man who would listen to him before was now acting as if Kibum’s words were nothing more than a joke. That stupid fucking smirk. Oh how he wanted to wipe it off the other’s face with such force. Then maybe he would shut up finally and stop acting like such a little prick who didn’t know his place.

Some kind of emotion seemed to strike within him when Jonghyun listed off how much he had drank to apparently gain the courage to visit him. Worry, perhaps? As much as he hated everything that was happening right now, he did still love the elder male. The only person he had ever loved. The only person he would ever show any sign of weakness to. However now was not the time to be exhibiting any signs of weakness, not that Jonghyun would probably remember any of this come morning anyway. He seemed too far gone at this point. Kibum could only hope that Jonghyun wasn’t setting himself up to get alcohol poisoning or accept death what with how much he had apparently drank.

Kibum kept his eyes locked on Jonghyun’s wobbly figure as the other came closer to him. His muscles tensed at the hand that was placed on his shoulder and as it began to make its way up to his neck, Kibum had half a mind to swat it away. He didn’t, though. The other’s words felt like rocks being pelted at him. Of course he had missed Jonghyun. Why the hell else would he so desperately blow up his phone trying to at least get some sort of response out of the other? But at the mention of ‘that one night’, Kibum could swore each word was a flaming rock, burning his skin upon impact. His heart felt like it was being squeezed, but he refused to make any physical signs of a reaction to it.

Although his heart did pound hard in his chest just once in shock when the hand around his neck suddenly tightened. He locked eyes with Jonghyun as their foreheads connected and swallowed hard upon hearing that the other did indeed miss him. That was good. That was a sign that Jonghyun didn’t absolutely hate him for lying to him or being a murderous gangster. There was still hope that the elder would willingly return to him. Kibum could feel the other getting closer and closer to the point where he thought Jonghyun would kiss him and he wasn’t even sure if he would allow such a thing or not. Jonghyun was drunk and only there to berate him for this or that. He wasn’t there on his own free will. It was the alcohol… And yet Kibum felt so momentarily weak at the thought of being able to kiss those plump lips again. It had been too long… Sure, he had people who would willingly throw themselves at Kibum for a quick fuck, but nothing felt the same as when he was with Jonghyun. Oh how he wanted to just… crumple down and melt into the other’s arms.

Unfortunately, Jonghyun’s last words seemed to pull him out of his temporary stupor and a growl pushed passed his lips. No, no, no! Kibum was not going to fall for the other’s drunken advances. He refused to accept Jonghyun in such a state. He was not that weak no matter how much love and desire he had for the snowy haired male. Kibum placed his hands on Jonghyun’s chest and shoved him back a bit. “Stop it. Get out… You’re not here because you want to see me. You’re here because you’re drunk and…” His voice caught in his throat and he balled his fists tightly. Emotions he hadn’t felt in years were all suddenly crashing over him, attacking his mind and his body and Kibum didn’t know what to do with them. All he could manage was to just barely keep up his cold exterior while he felt himself breaking inside.

“Please just stop this nonsense, Jonghyun.” Kibum never pleaded or begged…

— wrecked ; jonghyun&kibum

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The second he heard Jonghyun speak, his clearly intoxicated state only became even more obvious to him. It certainly wasn’t the first time he had seen the elder male drunk as the other did enjoy his alcohol and even would partake in some drinks during their monthiversaries while Kibum sat next to him, staying completely sober. He detested alcohol. Despised the taste and the burn in the back of his throat. Even worse was the lack of control he had over himself while intoxicated. He hated not being in control. However, he did find it amusing before when Jonghyun would get stupidly drunk. Now, not so much. It only irritated him now.

He let out a heavy exhale when the man yanked his arm away from Kibum’s grasp. He was finding it quite difficult to stay composed the more Jonghyun went on in his drunken state, but he knew he had to manage and not burst out like he did before. The last thing either of them needed was for Kibum to shoot the elder male again. Kibum wouldn’t admit it to anyone, not even himself, but that was truly something he regretted doing. Unfortunately, it wasn’t something he could fix, not that his pride would allow him to even try to fix it.

Kibum’s eyes narrowed as he watched Jonghyun stumble into the living room and fall rather ungracefully down onto his couch. He stepped a few feet closer to the other, never taking his eyes off of the ragdoll-like figure. He raised a brow when Jonghyun went on to speak again without having been asked. However, the words that were spilling from Jonghyun’s mouth were anything but satisfactory. The fact that the other would dare speak to him in such a way and even bring up his murderous side and the tattoos… Kibum would not be able to forgive this. Even the laughter that accompanied the accusatory words was almost enough to keep him from staying calm.

“Jonghyun…” he started, a dangerously stern ‘don’t you dare’ tone to his voice. The other was instigating whether he knew it or not and Kibum wanted nothing more than to shut him up. Truthfully, Kibum had indeed killed plenty of people since the two of them had ‘broken up’. He had murdered for work and he had murdered for his own sick pleasure to keep his mind off of Jonghyun when the other continued to refuse his phone calls. However, despite having killed so many, he refused to have any of the deaths tattooed onto his skin alongside the others. Truthfully, it was all because of Jonghyun. That man had changed him so much even after their relationship had ended.

“Jonghyun, shut the fuck up!” Kibum finally growled out, his voice raised slightly. His breathing had become heavier and he closed his eyes, trying to keep calm and keep the beast inside of him at bay. “If you’re only reason for coming here and finally deciding to speak to me, albeit while drunk off your ass, was to ridicule me, then you can get the fuck out of my house.” He took a deep breath, his eyes thin as he glared at the figure on his couch. It was funny… When all Kibum had wanted for the past few weeks or months even was for Jonghyun to finally come back and at least talk to him, he now wanted none of that. Not when Jonghyun was disgustingly drunk and accusing him of this and that. Even going as far as to request a real name. As far as anyone was concerned, Kim Kibum was his real name. He refused to go by his old name and if he had the resources to do so, Kim Yunwoo would be erased from the system entirely.

“Fucking get up,” he ordered, stepping closer to the male. “Get up and sober up then try speaking to me properly.”

— wrecked ; jonghyun&kibum

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Being a quiet and relatively calm person by nature, Kibum wasn’t ever one to get angry over much. Annoyed, perhaps, but it would take a lot to get him unleash any kind of fury. That was... until he snapped at his now ex-boyfriend some weeks ago and shot him. He had been beyond furious that night and even for a few days afterwards, but he had eventually started to calm down a bit since then. Though he had to admit, he was indeed quite angry at the fact that Jonghyun refused to even answer his texts or phone calls when he wanted to request they meet and talk.

Having usually never kept his television on for any unimportant reasons, his apartment remained silent as he sat there quietly, left to his own thoughts. This wasn’t abnormal for him, especially not lately. If anything, the dead silence that would be considered quite maddening to most was rather relaxing and calming for the murderous male. Well, it was. An incredibly loud and incessant banging on his front door snapped him out of his thoughts and brought a scowl to his face.

Kibum stood up off the couch and slowly made his way to the door, trying to decide how he would murder whoever it was who dared to disturb him that evening. However, just as he was reaching for the door handle, a name was heard from the other side. His name. He paused, his eyes wide and his heart suddenly pounding hard in his chest. He knew who was on the other side of his door without even looking through the peephole or opening it. The one man he had been trying to contact for weeks... The same man who had insisted on ignoring him and denying him the pleasure of even a simple conversation.

He honestly didn’t think he could scramble to open the door quick enough, though he did find himself fairly surprised by the body that was falling face first towards him. Kibum reached out with cat-like reflexes and caught the man by the shoulders, pushing him back into a standing position and steadying him. “Jonghyun... You shouldn’t lean against the door like that, you’ll...” His voice trailed off as he caught a whiff of the other’s scent. Jonghyun truly reeked of alcohol so he wasn’t very hesitant on concluding that the elder male was indeed drunk. Kibum frowned with furrowed brows, not liking this situation very much now.

“You’re drunk... Which is probably the only reason why you’re here right now.” He let out a rather disappointed sigh before dragging the other into his apartment and closing the door behind him so that none of his neighbors had to witness whatever was about to unfold.

— captivate ; jonghyun&kibum

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Kibum watched the dark shape of his date taking a mouthful of the food, pleased to hear by the lovely hum of his voice that he must have enjoyed it. What he didn’t expect, was a hand placing itself so delicately on his thigh. The hand was warm and it sent a few unwanted thoughts to his head that he had to push away for the time being. He smiled at the other male even if Jonghyun couldn’t see it. “It certainly isn’t quite so easy, but I just keep in mind that no matter how attractive a person is, getting to know them on the inside is just as important.”

He wasn’t usually so easily affected by touches and close proximity, but perhaps the lack of sight was increasing his receptors of touch tenfold. He had to force himself to hold back a shiver that nearly ripped through his body when the male whispered into his ear. The other’s plump lips felt so soft and delicate against his ear and he wondered how nice they would feel anywhere else. Ah... but he couldn’t indulge in such thoughts like this at dinner. Once again, Kibum realized he needed to keep his mind at bay, at least until he could get the other male alone later in the privacy of his home.

Turning his head towards Jonghyun, Kibum reached up and grabbed his chin, his thumb ever so slightly brushing along Jonghyun’s bottom lip. “It’s my pleasure, Jonghyun,” he said quietly, leaning closer to the other so that their faces were only a few centimeters apart. He kept them there for a few seconds longer in silence before finally dropping his hand from the male’s chin and picking up his spoon to dig up a selection of his risotto. “Tell me about yourself. I want to know more about you,” he said before eating his spoonful of food and grabbing his glass of water to wash it down with.

“I guess we could start with how old you are, what you do for a living, and your favorite color. Mine is red, by the way.” His free hand slipped down to idly play with the fingers of the hand resting on his thigh, mapping out the size and shape of the other’s hand while taking in just the feel of them alone.

#k;iller #[ kill me. kill me now pls PLS ]

bleshilegend

Excuse me miss, Do you really not know my burning heart or are you pretending not to know?

Pull The Trigger | KJH & KKB

#mixjonghyun #k;r #mi:lotte #rip jongkey

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Kibum was sure he had heard the other wrong when he finally spoke up. Had Jonghyun really just told him to back the fuck off? No... His boyfriend would never say something like that to him. His beloved Jonghyun was smarter than that. Certainly he had just heard the older male wrong, right? However, Kibum found himself quick shocked when Jonghyun even went as far as to shrug his hands from his shoulders with angry commands to not touch him. Fox-like eyes widened as his arms just fell limply by his sides. How could Jonghyun possibly not think he cared? Of course he cared! He wouldn’t just waste weeks of his life on some fuck he didn’t care about!

He watched his lover take a few steps back away from him. Something was so terribly wrong about that when before, the white haired male would do anything he could to get closer to Kibum. His gaze roamed over Jonghyun’s figure and he could physically feel his heart wrenching at seeing the man trembling in front of him. His brows furrowed once Jonghyun had lifted the gun and aimed it for him. What? Was he seriously threatening his life like that? No! How fucking dare he? Kibum growled and his face contorted from a look a surprise to pure anger. His eyes were wide and wild as he stared down the older male.

“How dare you threaten me like that?!” he roared, his own body now shaking with anger as he fought to keep himself from doing anything too ridiculous. “After everything I’ve done for you! All the love I’ve given you! I was protecting you from all the shit you didn’t need to be dealing with! This is not how we end!” Kibum glanced up at the gun once again, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to overpower the other and take it from him. Even if Jonghyun was emotionally all over the place and rather unstable, his adrenaline was still pumping strong and Kibum wouldn’t be able to fight that.

So if he couldn’t take this gun, he’d need to retrieve his own gun back. Kibum dared to turn his gaze away back at the gun he had dropped on the ground a few feet away. He needed it. He would show Jonghyun that the other could not just break up with him. A small voice in the back of his head screamed at him to get the gun and shoot the other. If Kibum couldn’t have him, nobody could and he would make sure of that by ending Jonghyun. Or... Perhaps he could just give a warning shot so that the other still had a chance to apologize and come back to him.

“Okay,” he said, his voice suddenly calm and quiet. With one last glance at Jonghyun before putting up a facade of defeat, Kibum turned around as instructed and began walking away in the direction of his discarded gun. His steps were slow and steady until he finally was within reach of the gun. Everything then happened so quickly. Kibum practically dove down for his gun and spun around as he stood up again with it aimed directly at Jonghyun. He waited only a second before firing the gun, making sure he wouldn’t have aimed for and shot at anywhere lethal. Instead, an upper arm would do. Watching the bullet hit Jonghyun’s arm was hard as all he ever wanted to do before was protect the other, but had to admit there was a sick satisfaction of being able to bring harm to the one he loved in a form of discipline. He could feel warmth spreading through his body, but now was not the time to relish in such a feat.

“You will learn, Jonghyun, and when you have learned... my door will always be open for you.” Kibum sucked in a deep breath of accomplishment even though he still had partially failed that evening. Re-holstering his gun, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the fleeing crowd once again. He was done with this whole event at Lotte World. He didn’t care if his gang still needed him there for any reason or another. He was going home now.

— captivate ; jonghyun&kibum

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“i want to see you… why, this?”

Jonghyun’s immediate uneasiness about this whole blind restaurant thing certainly amused Kibum. He figured the other wouldn’t want to do such a thing, especially not for a first date, but at least he hadn’t flat out refused and was at least somewhat going along with it. He smiled softly, pleased with the other even though it was far too dark for the other to know he was indeed smiling.

“Trust me, Jonghyun,” he murmured lowly. The lack of vision they both had would surely enhance their other senses so even if Kibum kept his voice low, Jonghyun would still be able to hear it well enough. Though their hearing wasn’t the only sense that would be affected by this situation. It was quite likely that the sense of touch and smell would also be enhanced in this dark room which meant that every subtle touch Kibum gave would probably be felt significantly. “You shouldn’t always rely on just your sight to let you know if you like someone or not. Don’t be too greedy either. Learn to enjoy just being in the presence of another. Relish in the scent, the sound, and the feel.”

It wasn’t long before Kibum’s eyes began to adjust to the darkness and he could just barely make out dark shapes around him such as the table in front of them, Jonghyun next to him, and the waiter to the side who had returned with the first course of their meal. Unsure of whether Jonghyun could see anything at all yet or not, Kibum gently took his hand and guided it to the spoon on the side of the male’s plate. “Try this. It should be the risotto, if I remember the menu correctly.” He smiled once more and moved his hand back to rest on Jonghyun’s shoulder momentarily before he turned to take his own spoon and have a bite of his food.

“I promise you will get to see plenty of me after dinner, but first let’s just enjoy this unique dining experience, okay?” It certainly wasn’t Kibum’s first time at the blind restaurant, but it was obviously his first time there with Jonghyun and he wanted to be able to experience and enjoy this date with the older male who would hopefully also be enjoying it with him.