This one is for the anon who requested #36. Thanks for being a really patient with me, sorry it’s waaaay too late since you requested! Anyway, hope you like it :)
Prompt is from this list
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It’s 2 degree outside and only by standing next to the window itself, anyone can tell how brutal it is the wind blowing in the evening. Some people down the street looks hardly walking in such weather and for some whom strong enough crossing the sidewalk pacing as fast as they can, almost running to find any close shelter to warm their freezing bodies.
“Honey, stop standing like a power pole over there! Go change your clothes we need to leave in thirty minutes!”
“Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”
Kibum’s heels feel like it stuck on the ground, his brows are knitted together eyes ready to murder someone. He spent the last hour picking which shirt and pants would match his new coat, even laid down every option on the bed and took a picture of each set only to check whether it’s photogenic enough when the camera captured him.
“What did you just said?”
Seeing how angry his boyfriend is, Jinki walked closer to his side, took his hand and sit on the head of the sofa, “Baby, it’s cold outside.. And as much as I want to spend this evening having dinner with you, I’d rather stay home covered under the warm blanket.”
“Jinki! Do you even know how hard it is to make reservation to that fancy restaurant? Since Minho announced as the sexiest restauranteur of the year, we can barely even sit at its bar! And this guy couldn’t slip our reservation until tonight!”
“I know, Baby.. Minho told us himself when we visited Jonghyun’s new house two weeks ago.”
Kibum tried to release himself from Jinki’s manmade cocoon, “That’s why.”
“But who knows the weather would be this awful?”
“Old man, we’re going by car, not walking.”
“Still..,” he started putting the poor bunny face, pouting in front of Kibum’s eyes knowing it’s the latter’s weakness, “I’d rather cuddling with you here tonight. Thousand times better than eating delicious roasted chicken at the best restaurant in town.”
Kibum knows he lost the battle already before he could raise any objection, “Don’t you dare giving me that look! You knew it by textbook that would be my Achilles’s heel!”
The man before him smiling so bright, eyes almost missing trapped between the fat of his cheeks. He pulled Kibum closer to him, bring the man to sit on his laps and started nuzzling the edge of Kibum’s jaw.
“That’s why,” he pecked Kibum’s lips lazily which the latter still muttering some disappointment while on it, “So? Can we stay home tonight? I’ll text Minho right away and give the table to someone else.”
Though he already gave up, Kibum still cared about his belly.
“We still need to eat! I’ve been starve myself since the afternoon knowing I will eat my favorite pasta for dinner!”
“We can always order take out.”
He turned to his right and slapped Jinki right on his arm, “That’s not healthy! Last week you already ate take out for three nights straight!”
“In my defense, that’s because you’ve out of town and kept warning me not to burn the house down!”
He pinched his boyfriend nose which resulted to Jinki groans annoyingly, “Don’t give me another excuse! You can still have dinner with Taemin or Jonghyun!”
“Come on, baby.. Let’s just stay home tonight, we can eat a lot without afraid spilling some sauce on the expensive table cloth and Sister Acts is on Netflix tonight. Besides, I miss you so much.. I want to have you tonight for myself..”
Jinki started rubbing his nose to Kibum’s side and caressing his thighs, trying to persuade him even more.
“You’ve been planning this whole scam, haven’t you?”
“Of course not! Having dinner outside is my favorite! Where else I can show you off to those envious stare? I got the best boyfriend in the universe, all I want is walking a parade every eyes in the world blinded by his charm.”
“You and your sweet talk can rot in hell!”
“If we stay home tonight, tomorrow we can have lunch together with Taemin and Jonghyun. I’ll thread them to squeeze us to their schedule. Then after I’ll take you to your favorite shop to buy the coat you’ve been adored since last month?”
Kibum is tempted, but still upset with the sudden change of plan. Though, Jinki still able to catch the sparks lit in his boyfriend’s eyes.
“You think what I cared is only those material stuff?”
“Not even slightly.. I just want to spend the night cuddling and making out with you on the couch until we cannot even stay sober.. What if I scratch your back while we’re watching the movie? Hmm?”
Lee Jinki gives the best back scratch in the world and the image of him running down his stubby fingers up and down his spine might be the best break for Kibum’s horrible night.
“Okay, you win this time,” Kibum give Jinki long kissed before making a new deal, “You text Minho and call the food, I’ll go change and get the blanket and pillow. Oh, and honey, that coat would be nice with new pair of shoes.”
Jinki’s grinning from ear to ear, shaking his head weakly, feeling content, and realizing why he fell for Kibum over and over again.
***
Two limbs tangled on each under piles of blanket, the screen display their favorite movie. On the table, some boxes of take out neglected without nothing left inside, already devoured to the last bit.
Jinki stir in his place to adjust his position to make his left hand move easily. On the top him, Kibum lay down comfortably on his chest, while Jinki’s hand completely slipped under his top’s pajama.
“Oh this is so comfortable.”
Without lifting his head, Kibum scoffed to his statement, “Told you, investment on silk pajamas and wool blanket is always worth it.”
“And investment to the very gorgeous boyfriend is a lifetime reward, isn’t it?”
He jolted from his place, using his elbow to support his head, the sharp bone poking Jinki’s chest, making him grimacing in pain, “Excuse me?”
Jinki just winked and quickly pecked Kibum’s lips, three years together he still can’t get enough of his beauty and scent.
“Thanks for staying home with me, Kim Kibum.”
Kibum cupped Jinkis face, palm resting to both sides of his cheeks, adoring the perfect mixture of cute and sexy drawn all over his boyfriend, “Keep scratching or this will be your last kiss of the night.”
“Aye aye, Captain!”
Kibum resting his lips on Jinki’s for a minute before he went back to snuggle on Jinki’s chest. Like an autopilot, Jinki’s hand started to rub along his spine again, scratching his back on Kibum’s favorite spot. The best night in ever.
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Hi! I’m (sorta) back! Life been so stressful lately, grad school is so demanding and the loss of my uncle didn’t help at all. I hope you like it! Please mind the grammar because my brain is not working properly now. Enjoy! XOXO
This one is for the anon who requested #51. Since it’s Halloween, I wrote it related to it! Haha! Enjoy! :)
Prompt is from this list
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“I’m your husband it’s my job.”
“But..”
“No, but. Now eat your dinner and take your medicine. Jonghyun and Minho need their parents in set. Not only one running here and there like headless chicken trying to make sure he didn’t burn the house down with stupid grilled cheese.”
Kibum chuckled before he took one spoonful of chicken porridge Jinki managed to make after third trial. Fall is their favorite season but also Kibum worst enemy, the weather change, the cracked skin, the stupid blocked nose. It looks like Kibum catching flu on the week of Halloween become their family new tradition.
“Thank God I married you nine years ago,” Kibum chirped with awful nasal voice.
“You should thank yourself for believing this creep who seemed out of his mind asking a guy completely out of his league for a lunch date.”
Kibum cracked once again when the memory of that disastrous lunch flashed his mind.
“Honey, Italian food is always better,” Kibum reached out his hand to grab Jinki’s. The latter let out a bitter smile before kiss his knuckles.
“Yeah, until I splattered those horrendous lasagna’s sauces on your perfect white dress shirt.”
“I still think you did it on purpose to take me on a second date.”
“No one purposely let people bought clothes with neck-choking price like that, baby. Trust me.”
Jinki shook his shoulder in laughter remembering that day when he insisted to buy Kibum a new shirt on that hella expensive brand flagship store just because he knew it would be very pleasing and that his brother Hyukjae working there so he wished he could get employee discount and cut him some slack. All had been calculated well actually besides the fact that on that day, Hyukjae wasn’t having his shift and Jinki almost killed himself when he swiped his card letting half of his salary robbed by the checkout table.
“Dad!! I can’t find my left claw!”
Jonghyun suddenly appeared on the door, hair brushed so high with the help of gels and god-knows-what-else, the little wolverine cried because he lost his gloves he made with Jinki two days ago.
“Stop right there, gentleman! I don’t need more people catching cold in this house! Go to Minho’s room, the other day both of you kept bragging each other’s costume! I’ll catch up later!”
He made a salute gesture and dashed right away to his brother’s room at the end of the hallway. Jinki massages his temples unconsciously to calm him down.
“I’m sorry, baby..”
“Don’t worry. Their be gone soon and I will get my rest for at least four hours before they got back home and started arguing again who had the most candies.”
He stood up and walked closer to Kibum for a kiss but the later stop him on the way.
“Not here. We don’t need more people catching cold in this, remember?”
Jinki frowned cutely and kiss him on the forehead instead, “I’ll be back soon.”
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“Okay. No killing animals ritual, no strange cookies, no burning down someone’s else house, no gr—“
“We know, Dad. We know. You sound like Papa, just now!” Minho grumbled while fixing his bow tie.
Feeling insulted, Jinki stand the ground harder than before, “Really? For your information, Mr. Mad Hatter, I had my right to sound like my husband and you should be grateful I didn’t sound like Demogorgon you always hyped about after the Stranger Things season finished.”
“But Demogorgon is cool!”
Jonghyun and Minho shouted in unison, giving him extra headache he doesn’t need at the moment.
“No, not cool at all after what he did to Will.”
“But, Dad!”
“No more but, Jonghyun. Are we still having trick or treat or I cancel your whole wonderful amazing adventurous night?”
Both of the shake their head so hard Jinki cannot hide his smile anymore.
“Everyone should be home at 10! Now off you go!”
“Ten? We agreed before, Dad! It’s eleven!”
“That’s before your father had cold!”
“Oh, come on! And we’re the one should be responsible on that?! It’s eleven!”
“10.30 or I will eat all your chocolate and candies.”
Jonghyun snickered while brushing his hair with his claw, “Like Papa would allow you do that.”
“What did you just say?”
He grinned and grabbed Minho’s hand heading to the fence, “Nothing! We love you, Dad! Back at eleven!”
At this rate, Jinki cannot decide which part of his body need massage the most.
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Kibum went down after shouting JInki’s name for five minutes and nothing showed up. But all his crankiness gone when he saw Jinki on the couch covered with their favorite blanket, one hand’s hanging by the edge, a book still intact on it.
It’s one of Kibum’s favorite view in the world.
“Honey..”
“Hmmm..”
“Wake up..”
“Ugh, oh.. why you’re here?! You’re not sup—“
“Ssst. Too much talking makes my head dizzy!”
“I’m sorry I fell asleep.. Did you need me just now?”
“I need water before.. But now I need this..”
Kibum took the book away from Jinki’s hand and put it on the table. He snatched a cushion on the arm chair and slithered under the blanket close to Jinki.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s warm here. I don’t like sleeping alone.”
Kibum moved closer to lay his head to Jinki’s chest. Jinki cannot help but smile and fixed the blanket so it covers Kibum more. He slipped his hand behind Kibum’s back and soothes him along his spine. All his exhausting evening has gone right away the moment Kibum hand patted his belly.
“I love you, baby.”
“I know, Jinki. I always know.”
They drifted away to the dreamland. Jinki doesn’t care that the kids would find them hands wrapping each other like old hogs and Kibum thanked himself for forcing Jinki buying the couch they’re cuddling on now.
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Thirty minutes drabble without second proofread! So apologize for the grammar and every single things didn’t make sense :/ anyway, hope you like it! Happy Halloween!! XOXO!
He has stupid eyes that wrinkle when he smiles. He has a melodious laugh that fills your heart with joy whenever you hear it; even when you’re having a shitty day. He has stupid honey thighs that look perfect in everything he wears – but even more so when he isn’t wearing anything but his underwear. His boyfriend has perfect teeth and the prettiest smile and sometime’s when his boyfriend’s smiles aren’t directed at him, and only at him, he feels a sinking feeling at his stomach and has to avert his gaze and take deep breaths to calm himself before he starts acting like a bitch – but seriously it should be a crime to smile so beautifully.
“Kibummie~~” his boyfriend calls; all wrinkled eyes stunning smile with perfect teeth and that deliciously soft voice. “You were drifting off again. What were you thinking?”
Kibum’s train of thoughts get cut off, he now looks at Jinki from where he was just staring at a blank wall before, blinking at him and asking “Sorry yeobo… what?”
When Jinki lets a small laugh shake his body and squeezes Key’s thigh lightly while saying “Nothing, sorry to disturb, love you” Kibum feels like he’s the stupid one ‘cause he can actually feel as the heat creeps to his cheeks and warmth fills his heart as he averts his gaze and mutters “love you too babo”.
Jinki is stupid.
But Kibum loves every second of it.
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1.English is NOT my first language so I apologize for any eventual mistakes
2. I’m not really an author, I never write anything, I just read a lot and it’s usually restricted to smut lol but I had to write this fluff because onkey is my weakness and I love them so much it hurts.
3. If someone actually reads it, I hope you can enjoy ^^
"Kibum-ah!" A voice could be heard down the corridor of the dorm all the way to Kibum’s room, in which he lay half-asleep, turning his head slightly at the sound of a voice and quick footsteps approaching his door. He checked the clock. 6am, for God’s sake.
The footsteps slowed down once they were close enough to the door, and after a few moments it creaked open slowly. Jinki’s head poked in, his smile reaching all the way to his eyes which were now formed into a pair of crescent moons. “Kibum-ah~” The younger nodded, acknowledging his prescence, and rolled over to his side, covering his face with his blankets because who the hell wakes up at 6am, damn.
Jinki slipped through the door with a low giggle, cafeul as he walked through the mess that was his… friend’s…… room.
To be honest he wasn’t completely sure at what point their relationship was by now, after the events that had been taking place whenever they were given free time. They both knew there was something going on. Nothing had ever been spoken in words - but in glances, and small actions.
Jinki’s finger went forward, poking Kibum’s cheek through the sheets. When Kibum let out a short, muffled “what is it?” groan, Jinki’s smile widened a little more. He had been planning this for a while and the fact that the younger was somewhat vulnerable in his sleepy state now was giving him just the amount of confidence he needed. “Kibum-goon, be my valentine?”
A/N: This was born out of my need to do something about my own dismay towards the new hair job.
"What have you done?!" As soon as Jinki shuts the door behind him, Kibum literally flies at him, his voice rising in a distinct wail. He freezes, not sure how to respond. Has he made Kibum mad again without knowing it? It certainly wouldn't be the first time.
The younger man slides his fingers through Jinki's hair, looking as if he is about to cry. "Bad enough they bleached your hair straw blonde for last year's comeback, now this?" Wincing slightly, he covers Kibum's trembling hand with his own. To be honest, it is probably the weirdest shade he's gotten to date, and he's not too pleased about it either. He's never been too good at refusing the hairstylists though; not then and not now.
"I'm going to have a word with that noona who decided it would be a good idea to give you dishwater hair," Kibum says softly, "and you," he continues, jabbing a finger into Jinki's chest, "are not going anywhere without a cap to cover that disaster."
Unable to do anything else, he smiles nervously at the seething man.
