onkey; today's airport events B)
“Oh, fuck,” Jinki moans out of pure frustration when they come in view of the glass doors of the airport exit. He’s tired as hell from all the flights, and has/had not a sliver of energy to put on makeup or let the coordi-noonas put any on his face.
But he should have.
Because there’s a horde of fans outside waiting for them. He genuinely wasn’t expecting this much. Taemin and Minho both snicker at his misfortune, the shits.
Time to turtle. He pulls up his hood as they get ready to exit, tries to find a happy medium between just simply holding something over his face and pulling the drawstrings so far that he’s faceless. This is just embarrassing; he doesn’t even have sunglasses on. Kibum, the cute devil, sends him a light smile from over his shoulder before the doors open, and Jinki immediately ducks his head.
This works out pretty well for a bit; he waves at people as they pass and kind of tries to just pretend like he’s not self-conscious and just playing cool. But then they have to stall for a bit because the van hasn’t arrived, yet, and god damn, the strain from his backpack is starting to make his neck ache with how far he’s craning it downward.
He needs refuge, and fast.
The first and most pleasing option that he thinks of is the broad expanse of Kibum’s shoulders. He’s tall and comfortable, the perfect height for Jinki to just sort of nestle in and hide out. Plus, the fans eat that kind of shit up; speaking of, he sees Onbom’s fansite noona in the crowd. This is for you, Onbom, he thinks (yet it’s also sort of for himself).
So that’s what he decides on, ultimately–the leader takes a couple of steps forward and does exactly what he wants. He burrows like the bunny he supposedly is into Kibum’s shoulder.
There’s only a split second before Kibum is inevitably spooked by Jinki’s action (he really should have warned him beforehand, dammit). But in that split second, Jinki is able to take a small sniff of Kibum’s new cologne and, on a whim, press a small, warm kiss on the younger’s shoulder.
Was that a little too flirty?
Oops.
Kibum’s head whips around and he lets out a small “What the–” before Jinki backs up a bit. Kibum looks at him for a second before turning back around, almost too quickly. The fans around them are squealing and yelling their names, and Jinki is reduced to smirks.
Especially when he sees the red tips of Kibum’s ears. He’ll probably smack him for that, later. Or maybe he’ll just return the favor.
Either way, definitely worth it.
