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sorry for no paragraphs, I didn't know how to part this x_x if anyone's confused (I don't think anyone would, but just for the hell of it), purple italics are Key's words, grey are Jinki's
enjoy~

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He was once a perfect student. Praised by teachers and parents, bathing in glory of acceptance. He once had a lot of friends. Maybe they were nerdy, somewhat unfashionable and slightly weird, but they were there and he treasured them, imagining he was getting the same in return. But then he stumbled on the rocky road called rat race. His teacher didn’t approve of his work anymore, he was depressed, he turned to his so-called friends for support, but all he saw was their backs, as they fought amongst themselves who will jump in his second-in-school place. He felt betrayed, lonely, isolated. He secluded himself in his room, trying not to hear his parents’ fights, because he knew they blamed him for the problems in their marriage. He was no longer the perfect son, who they proudly presented to their friends, they didn’t get all those occasions to socialize with the elegant society now and it was killing them. When the situation was getting out of hand, he always went out for a walk, earphones plugged in, music softly soothing his tormented self, enjoying the evening breeze. He was on one of his now usual strolls, when a colorful whirlwind danced into his life. He was stunned when a boy he had never seen before walked up to him, motioned him to stop the music playing by his ipod and said simply: Hi, my name’s Kim Kibum, more commonly known as Key. I saw you from my window a few times around here and thought you were interesting. You know, usually people run or jog or walk with their significant other in the evenings, but you just walk slowly. Oh, by the way, do you have someone like that? I mean significant other? The only thing he could do was stare with his mouth slightly open at this boy, not much younger than him, looking strangely fashionable, with a hint of some extravagance, then his good manners finally kicked in and he answered: Um, hi? He wasn’t sure, what he was supposed to say, and by the time he processed it in his mind the kid, Kim Kibum, started talking again: Well, aren’t we a big talker? But that’s okay, I don’t mind. You should at least tell me your name, though! He snickered, made a thoughtful expression for a second and then brightened. I know, let’s get to know each other better! Let’s go singing! Tell me what’s your name already, I can’t call you ‘hey’ all the time! Jinki. My name is Lee Jinki, he said this time more confident. He didn’t know, what that crazy boy wanted to achieve by coming up to him, but he didn’t want to pass the chance to escape his grey, emotionless world. And this kid with colorful fringe was offering a rainbow escape route. They went to a singing booth, Kibum called his friends on the way saying: you’ll love them, they’re really fun people to be with! Jinki thought that if they had half of Kibum’s radiance, they will be awesome. But then, JInki didn’t know what to do if THEY didn’t like his normal, boring self. Kibum, as if reading right from him, answered his silent question: they’ll like you too, don’t worry! And smiled a genuine smile. They finally arrived at the singing center, a group of people waiting in front of the place. Kibum waved and ran to them, motioning Jinki to do the same. He introduced his friends, naming them Minho, the stoic boy, who was stoic only on the surface, Taemin, the cute kid with devil’s mind and Jonghyun, his best friend since playground. They rented a booth and sang till morning, ignoring Jinki’s phone calling every five minutes until about 3am, when it stopped. They prized his voice and lyrics knowledge, impressed by his accurate singing. Jinki was having the time of his life. They accepted him as their friend, not asking about his background, school achievements or social status. He could finally be the 18-year-old Lee Jinki he always wanted to be. When he was going home at 4am, his joy filled heart fogged with every step, as he had to go back to his grey world. Hell broke loose in the morning, when after a bout of yelling, his mother started crying, begging him to go back to his old self, claiming she didn’t raise him like that, she wanted only the best for him. Jinki shriveled into a knot of his parents wishes, feeling his world darken with every day filled with books and more books. He gained back his teacher’s approval, lost his self-consciousness. Jinki kicked the memory of that one night when he was absolutely free to the back of his mind, fearing it would make him look at himself closely, closer than he had for a while now. He was too scared of what he might see in his own reflection to look in the mirror. University exams were nearing, he almost didn’t sleep these days, learning formulas and dates to pass with a good grade and get into course of his parent’s choice. He didn’t even try to argue with them now, he didn’t have strength nor motivation… The path he was walking on was dark, so why shouldn’t he at least let his parents guide him? On the night before exam he decided to take a breather, a nice walk by the river would do him good. He was slowly walking, looking at the reflections on the water, trying not to think. He then heard his name called. Jinki! Hey Jinki! He looked in that direction and saw Kibum jogging in his direction. He stopped just before him, his breath a little uneven and smiled. Hi Jinki, long time no see! Jinki only nodded, not knowing what to say, yet again. They decided to sit on a nearby bench, because it was kind of awkward standing in the middle of a pavement. So… How have you been? Kibum asked when they were seated. You’re an exam student, right? Tomorrow’s the big day! Jinki mouthed only a silent ‘Yeah’ which wasn’t really an answer, but Kibum chose to ignore it, just like he ignored countless unanswered calls he made during the past few months, not getting through to Jinki even once. Both me and Minho still have two years before we have to sit this nightmare, but Jonghyun is already wetting his bed on the mere thought, as he only has a year. He laughed at the thought and continued his bubbly talk about Minho, Taemin and Jonghyun, their adventures and plans. After a few minutes he fell silent and looked Jinki in the eye for the first time this evening. Jinki. Are you happy? Jinki turned his gaze onto the waves in the river after a few seconds. Yeah, I’m happy. He answered silently, barely moving his lips. Kibum only stared at him, as if waiting for the rest of his reply. Why wouldn’t I be happy? My parents love me, want the best for me, I have good grades, I’m almost sure I will get into a high standard university. He laughed darkly, without humor. Yes, indeed, why wouldn’t I be happy. He felt his throat tighten, his vision suddenly fogged by the tears he didn’t want to shed. Oh God, Kibum, why aren’t I happy? Why did my life turn like this? I only wanted to do what’s right! Salty droplets slid down his cheeks, surprising both of them. He laughed a bit hysterically, wiping his wet cheeks with his palm. It’s okay Jinki, you have to let it all out. You bottled too many feeling inside and they just have to flow out some way or the other… Talk to me, it should help if you say it out loud. Kibum put his hand on Jinki’s hip and waited for the other boy to start talking. You know, I always wanted to study music. I once told my father about, but he laughed me off, saying I should concentrate on my studies and on getting into a nice university. I shunned those thoughts away, hoping to forget them, forget my dreams and live up to my parents expectations. But they come back, once, twice, I can fight them, but recently, I let them in, and they don’t want to go away. God, Kibum, how I love singing. I feel the energy pulsating in my body when I sing, I feel so alive, so free, so… happy. He lowered his gaze on his hands, pausing. I don’t know what to do anymore. Jinki, do you want to live your dream, or your parent’s dream? I think, you should answer that by yourself, the only thing I can tell you for sure, is that your life’s yours alone, no one will live it for you. Think about. He squeezed the other boy’s thigh and stood up. I have to get going now, and you should too, it’s getting pretty late. I hope we’ll meet again. He bent down and planted a small kiss on Jinki’s forehead. Good luck.

Next morning, he didn’t go to the exam hall, instead, he filed papers to a nearby university into modern music major. While filling the documents, he thought with a smile about a boy that he owed his life to. They would definitely meet again.

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ufffff, it's done! I strated writing this before Christmas x_x usually, when I leave an idea, even a started fic, I abandon it for good... but this one I was determined to finish, you could say it's close to mu heart <3

many many many thanks for aya, who put up with me this whole time and my questions about this fic and for the prompt in the middle and in general for too many things to write down XD love you <333

random note: what the hell is wrong with this planet? it's the middle of march and I have snow piling out my window ;<

Descriptions

For the longest of time I begged you to call me Jinki instead of Onew. Even though that’s what everyone addresses me as, I hate this name. It’s not me, I don’t think of myself as Onew. Time and time again I asked, call me Jinki, Kibum, please! But you ignored me, dismissed my plea with a nod and forgot about it the second you turned away. After all this time we’ve known each other, I’m getting tired of reminding you the real me is Jinki, not Onew. Recently, I can’t distinguish those two from each other, I’m beginning to lose myself in that fake identity you insist on believing in. Maybe there’s no need for Jinki, maybe only Onew is good enough. For you I would become the detestable person Onew is in my eyes, even if it meant killing the real Lee Jinki. Only for you, I would forsake myself, my beautiful, ignorant Kim Kibum…

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written mainly for myself, as an inauguration of mid-end of the hellish exams ^^ three left, woohoo~

also: thanks for putting up with my english mistakes aya, you're absolutely great XD
also^2: my dear child, write me some smut? please? *^_^*

Sequel to Tired

As many people requested it, here it comes~ it has two endings, happy and sad, choose which one you want ;D

sorry for the fail ;____;

a/n: it's from kibum's pov this time!

You start talking excitedly, telling one of your unbelievable stories. I turn away from your smiley face, which is like a sun to me. I don’t want to look away, but I can’t look at you either. You make me fall in love with you more and more with every bubbly word, every smile. I take the chance to shut you out when Jonghyun comes. I can’t bear listening to your sweet, sweet voice.







~*~ SAD ENDING ~*~

I sometimes see the tears threatening to fall from the corners of your eyes, the look you give me when you think I’m not aware of it. I wish I could just come to you and hug you, kiss you, wipe those tiny droplets away and recall your beautiful, toothy smile. But that cannot be. We are band mates, meant to be like brothers, I know it would kill you if SHINee suffered because of our feelings. So I turn away from you whenever I it starts overwhelming me, pushing my burning emotions to the darkest part of my aching heart.







~*~ HAPPY ENDING ~*~
But then, some random day, I finally noticed the way you look at me when you think I’m not aware of it. That sad expression and longing gives me hope, maybe my love won’t be rejected, maybe I am allowed to listen to your stories to the end. So when you start your anecdotes again I stay and listen until you finish, watching your smile growing wider with every word. You wrap it up and look me in the eyes, showing me your heart. I slowly let my lips form a grin and I can see you understand without me telling you. I love you. And you love me. We will now share endless fairytales in the universe of our locked gazes.

Tired

Sometimes I get really tired. Tired of you not listening. Maybe I get a little too engrossed in my absurd stories, but maybe, just maybe, you turn your attention too soon, disregarding my existence as something not worth your precious time. You make your way to Jonghyun with your perfect smile, joking lively and my heart is shattered to pieces.

Why can’t you ever listen to the end? Am I not fitted to even talk to you? If only you would endure my bubbly talk, you would hear my silent plead for your attention, for your love.

But you never listen...

Not that innocent

It was just another day in SHINee dorm. Everyone had different schedules in the company. Jinki finished his training first and was back to their dorm, wandering around, not knowing what to do. Just when he was about to try and cook something, the door unlocked, revealing Taemin in the doorway.
- Oh, hyung, you’re home already? – Taemin beamed his smile.
- Um, yeah, I just got back.
- So it’s just the two of us? – the maknae asked slyly, coming near Jinki after taking off his shoes and putting his bag on the couch.
- Yes, Jjong will finish in a couple of hours, the rest will be back in the evening – Jinki swallowed hard after saying it, visibly nervous.
- Then I think we shall put this time to the best use! – Taemin smiled devilishly, coming even closer.
- Err, we should, uh, do your homework? – Jinki was now squished between the breakfast table and Taemin.
- No, hyung, I think we should fuck – he said with his angelic smile.
Here he is, the sex maniac, devil in angel’s skin… Taemin.
- Taem, I don’t think we should… – he was interrupted by lips, hungrily claiming his own in a heated kiss.
Their tongues met and Taemin grunted in satisfaction, his hands working on Jinki’s pants. He finally grabbed Jinki’s throbbing member, squeezing it lightly, getting a moan in return.
- Nnn… Taemin…
- Hyung, you know what I want. Give it to me hard and sweet – the younger boy purred into Jinki’s ear encouragingly.
Jinki’s self restraint had been washed away by Taemin’s words and hands. He was now tugging Taemin’s shirt, unzipping his jeans and frantically kissing him. He flipped their positions, so that Taemin was pushed into the counter, his pants and underwear on his ankles. Taemin pulled away his hand from Jinki’s cock and stilled himself on the breakfast table.
- Now, please! – he moaned impatiently.
Jinki then shoved his shaft into Taemin, without preparation, not slowing down even for a second. Taemin winced at the pain of a sudden intrusion in his body, but after a moment started whimpering and moving his hips in rhythm of Jinki’s thrusts. Jinki’s movements became more erratic, he felt his orgasm coming. He grabbed Taemin’s member, wet with precum and pumped it up and down in tact of his hips. After a few seconds he felt muscles around him contract and he heard Taemin’s loud cry of ecstasy, only to release his own load into the tightness. They breathed hard, without moving for an inch. They didn’t realize they weren’t alone anymore until Jonghyun spoke.
- Yeah, a great surprise after a heavy day – he said with a mixture of exasperation and fatigue in his face. – Jinki hyung, you could at least take him to the couch, you know? Eh, and it just had to be the same day I saw hyungwhore in action…
With that said he turned around and went into the bathroom, leaving the couple dumbfounded and gaping after him.

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Jonghyun woke up in the middle of night feeling very thirsty. He slipped down from his bunk, noticing in haze, that Jinki and Taemin weren’t in their beds. In the corridor he heard soft whimpering and hushed voices from their closet room. He quietly went there, thinking to himself: ‘Jinki hyung is bothering our poor Taemin again, he could at least try controlling himself a bit!’. The voices grew louder when he was just beside the half-opened doors.
- Taemin, don’t! We’ll wake them up!
- Nnn, hyung, but isn’t it more exciting like this?
Jonghyun was now peeking through the doorway. What he saw totally didn’t fit his vision: it was Taemin attacking Jinki, not the other way round. Jinki had been pushed against the wall, while Taemin slowly lowered his body, hands on the other’s waist, preventing him from any movement. Jinki was breathing heavily, his hands on Taemin’s shoulders, as if trying to stop the younger boy’s actions. But Taemin was very persistent, he finally kneeled in front of Jinki, hands unbuttoning his pants.
- Hyung, you know what happens when I don’t get any for too long - Taemin licked his lips in anticipation.
At that Jonghyun backed from the doorway, shocked by what he had just witnessed. He went back to the bedroom, trying to erase the memory from his head and muffle Jinki’s moans from his ears. He forgot why he even went out of his bed in the first place.

Ok, another fail made by me XD Will write hyungwhore in a few days~

Strawberries^2

This is the second part, smutty and intended-to-be hot XD It's the second fic I've EVER written and I'm amazed at myself that it's so long... Many thanks to my lovely beta rikli, for encouraging me and many hours of shinee talks <3 love ya <3

Ok, so this is it, comments are <3

They were sitting in the living room, watching a variety show. Taemin, Jonghyun and Minho were out on recording, leaving Kibum and Onew all alone for the whole evening. They both acted a bit off, embarrassed, but still hoping to deepen their relationship in the light of recent confessions. Onew was lying on the couch, Key sitting right beside his head, occasionally stroking Jinki’s hair, both blushing. After a long silence Key decided to make a step forward.
- Umm, Jinki?
The older boy looked at him in surprise.
- Yes? What’s wrong?
Kibum averted his eyes and mumbled:
- Canyoukissme?
- Huh? Say it again? – Onew didn’t understand.
- Aish! – Key sighted in exasperation. – Kiss me already!
Although Jinki was stunned, he sat up and complied his beloved demand with pleasure. He started with a soft kiss, after a moment deepening it, exploring Kibum’s hot mouth with his tongue. Key moaned in appreciation.
- Nnnn… More…
Was it really Kibum’s voice? He couldn’t believe he was capable of emitting such sounds.
As if given permission, Jinki’s hands crept under Kibum’s shirt, touching the younger boy’s back. His lips travelled now to Kibum’s jaw and down to his neck, covering it with kisses. One of Jinki’s hands slid to the hem of the other boy’s pants and just as he was about to touch the visible bulge, his lips stopped and he shifted his gaze on Kibum’ face. Key looked at him with eyes filled with desire. After a few seconds, that seemed like hours, Key nodded and whispered:
- It’s okay, go on.
Onew brushed Kibum’s hand with his lips and answered:
- I’ll be gentle.
Then he moved his hand to the zipper in the other boy’s pants and pulled it down. He pushed away the underwear and touched the hard member softly. In response to his touch Kibum sucked in his breath and moaned something inarticulate. Jinki closed his hand around Kibum’s cock, pumping it slowly up and down, watching his lover’s reaction. He slid to the floor kneeling between Kibum’s legs.
- May I? – he asked with cheesy smile.
- Don’t tease me! – Kibum managed to stutter through his uneven breath.
Onew smiled and circled Kibum’s shaft with his soft lips. He ran his tongue up and down the tender flesh, tracing the pulsing vein. Still smiling, Jinki swallowed the whole length into his mouth, sucking enthusiastically. A groan escaped Kibum’s throat as he felt the warmness surrounding his cock. Slurping sounds and gasps filled the room, the atmosphere heavy with lust. Jinki’s lips started sucking at the tip of Kibum’s throbbing member and Kibum felt his release was close. He entangled his fingers in Jinki’s hair, shoving himself deeper into the warmness as he came hard.
- Jinnn-kiii-ah!
Onew winced at the bitter taste, but still swallowed Kibum’s hot seed. They sat there, one panting hard, trying to catch his breath and to calm down after the blinding pleasure, while the other simply stared in awe at his lover’s beautiful face. A few minutes passed, when finally Kibum has spoken:
- Err, Jinki – he blushed furiously. – Don’t you want to… ah… continue?
- Key… I don’t think we should rush it – Onew said while averting his eyes from Kibum’s.
- But… - Kibum’s voice trembled just a little bit. – Don’t you… want me? – He looked embarrassed but still kept his stare solid on Jinki.
- Oh, Key, of course I want… – He was interrupted by Kibum’s demanding lips.
- Then take me – Kibum whispered seductively into Jinki’s mouth.
All blood rushed down to Jinki’s cock, his self-restraint snapped. He yanked Kibum from the couch and closed him into a tight embrace, his lips close to Kibum’s ear.
- Let’s change location – he whispered.
Kibum only nodded, looking at Jinki with trust. They kissed feverishly along the way to the shared bedroom, not wanting to pull apart. Their pace was slow, as they shed their cloths in the meantime. Finally, they stumbled to Jinki’s bed, both shirtless, hands all over each other. Kibum was pushed on top of the covers, Jinki following shortly after. Hot kisses were sprayed on Kibum’s sensitive chest and the boy wriggled in pleasure. Kibum’s hands slowly trailed down Jinki’s back, moving to his aching arousal and cupping it gently through his pants.
- Hurry, I want to feel you inside me – he whispered greedily.
Kibum moaned when Jinki started sucking his neck.
Jinki hesitantly pulled away, looking as if he didn’t exactly know what to do next, but still eager to do it.
-Umm… Ok, so I guess we should get rid of these – he pointed at the remaining pieces of clothing.
- Haha, yeah, I guess it wouldn’t hurt – Kibum choked, amazed by Jinki’s clumsiness even after all the time they spent together.
Jinki pulled down Kibum’s pants and underwear in one swift move, revealing younger boy’s erection.
He gently moved his hand over Kibum’s shaft before stripping himself. Kibum’s eyes widened at the sight of Jinki’s big cock, mouth opening in surprise.
- I knew there must be something… more… – he said under his breath.
Jinki pretended not to hear the last comment, although his ego was boosted by that almost-compliment.
- We should use something to… hm, let it.. err, slide in more easily? – the last part turned into a question, as Kibum felt suddenly embarrassed to say it out loud.
- Oh… - Jinki blushed furiously. – I kinda have something like that.
He than slid down under the bed and pulled out a small paper bag. Kibum, curiously took the bag and emptied it on the bed. There was a bottle of lube and a package of condoms. It wouldn’t be such a strange thing, their relationship being as it was, and Kibum felt kind of happy thinking his boyfriend took care of the little practical aspects, but Jinki being Jinki had to do a major fail in whatever he did. Kibum stared down at the pink bottle and pink condoms, both strawberry flavored, partly touched and partly amused.
- Jinki… you know you’re extreme, don’t you? – he shook his head laughing hard.
- Oh, don’t you like it? – Jinki was confused. – I thought you love strawberry?
- Ha ha ha, yeah, and only you would remember such a thing while buying lube – Kibum snickered, but gave Jinki an encouraging squeeze.
- Let’s go back to what’s important, hm? – he looked into Jinki’s eyes with anticipation.
Without answering Jinki gently ran his hand over Kibum’s cheek, processing his way to the torso and pushing the younger boy back on the covers. He picked up the pink bottle and poured some liquid on his hand.
- Are you ready? – he asked, lust and desire mixed in his voice, looking up to see Kibum’s face.
- Yeah, couldn’t be more ready – Kibum answered with a faint smile.
Jinki smeared the substance on his fingers and moved them to Kibum’s entrance. He slowly pushed in one finger, getting Kibum groan in response. He pushed it in further, after a while adding another one and then another, until he had three fingers in Kibum. The younger boy shifted uncomfortably, but as Jinki tried moving his digits in and out, Kibum started whimpering and pushing himself down on Jinki’s hand.
‘That had to be it’ – Jinki thought and pushed his fingers in again, reaching Kibum’s sweet spot once again.
- Jinnnki… ah… I-I want you… now! - Kibum managed to say between moans.
Jinki pulled out his fingers, leaving Kibum with a feeling of emptiness, but soon Kibum heard a sound of package ripping and saw Jinki roll a pink condom down his hard member. Jinki positioned himself between Kibum’s tights, one hand guiding his cock to younger boy’s hole, while the other gripped one of Kibum’s hands tightly. He let out a breath and slowly pushed in. He was engulfed by tightness and warmness he had never felt before, it was so good he had to clench his teeth not to come right then. Kibum gasped as he felt a hot, hard member inside. Jinki started moving after a few seconds, slowly at first, but picking up the pace as he saw Kibum writhe under him, his face twisted with pleasure. Jinki traced his lips of Kibum’s face, leaving butterfly kisses. Kibum, feeling his orgasm build down in his stomach, locked his gaze with Jinki’s.
- I love you – he breathed just before the blinding tide swept him to the stars.
Jinki felt muscles around his member squeeze and soon followed Kibum into oblivion.
He buried his face on Kibum’s shoulder, panting heavily, trying not to fall on him with his muscles all loosened up. Then he kissed the younger boy’s collarbone and rolled over, hand reaching for his. And they laid on the bed without saying a word, wet with sweat and Kibum’s come, a strawberry scent in the air, both smiling and giving a little squeeze to each others hands alternately. When their breaths calmed down completely, Onew just sighted and pulled Kibum closer, wrapping arms around his waist and placing sweet kisses all over Kibum’s face.
Suddenly Kibum chuckled.
- I don’t think I will be able to eat strawberry flavor in the near future.
Jinki stared in confusion, an obvious question in his eyes.
- I would get a massive hard on just remembering today and the strawberry lube – he poked his tongue at Jinki.
It was Jinki’s turn to laugh.
- Yeah, we wouldn’t want that! That part of you is exclusively reserved for me – he winked at Kibum.
- If that’s so, than you have to take responsibility – Kibum murmured succumbing to sleep.
- I take responsibility for life.

Strawberries

Kinda... My first fic? Well, I know it sucks and stuff, but I'm an extreme OnKey lover and just couldn't stop myself from writing some fluff <3 Hope you enjoy this little treat! Oh, and maaaanyyyy thanks to rikli, my dear child, who is really jjang and helped me in writing this crack <3


- We got another batch of Christmas presents! – Taemin yelled in excitement. – Here’s mine, Minho-hyung got a soccer ball again! Oh, umma got a pink beauty set!
- Taemin, you shouldn’t open presents not meant for you, it’s disrespectful for our fans – the leader scolded their youngest half-heartedly. – Where’s mine? – He added with a grin.
Onew picked a small box from the floor and opened it with care.
- Wah, a Donald Duck hoodie! – He hurried to the bathroom to try it on.
In the meantime Key finished preparing dinner and came to the living room to look at the things sent to their dorm.
- Oh, a strawberry lip balm, how did they know I ran out of it? Sometimes I’m really scared of our fans intuition – he looked in wonder at the pink stick. – Mmm, strawberry, I love it!
- How do I look? – Onew came back proudly wearing the Donald Duck clothing.
- Well, kinda the same as the other five hoodies with the yellow ugly bird – Key said mockingly.
- Is that strawberry again?
Onew didn’t seem to be offended by the mockery; he sniffled a little when he got closer to Kibum. Key applied the balm on his lips and sent Jinki a kiss in a movie star way.
- Yup, it’s the heavenly strawberry. Do you want to try it out? Your lips are cracked, you should use it! – Key’s umma nature revealed itself once more. – Here, take it!
Onew backed off from Kibum’s extended hand.
- No, no, I don’t really like this flavor – he stuttered and looked nervously at the pink stick.
- Oh, and from when exactly? – Key asked teasingly. – Don’t act funny and take it! Or I’ll use my lips to apply it on you – Kibum said in a joking manner.
Onew’s face flared red.
– I-I-I… don’t think it’s a good idea – he spitted and fled to the bathroom.
- Yah! Why are you running away?! – Kibum followed the leader and banged the bathroom’s door. - Open the damn door!
- Emm, just a moment – Key heard Jinki’s panicked voice.
After a moment the doors opened.
- Hi Kibum – Onew said while averting his eyes from his bandmate’s face.
- I asked you, why the hell did you run away?
He pinned his gaze in Jinki.
- Hahaha, I-I-I felt a bit sick for a moment, but it’s okay now – he answered with a unnatural smile.
- You so can’t lie… Tell me! – Key demanded. – Is it because I said I’ll kiss you? Are you disgusted? – Kibum asked while looking down on his hands.
- No! No, it’s not that! You were just looking so cute with your lips a bit pink and you were coming near me, and I could have lost my senses if you kissed me, and it wouldn’t be good, ‘cause we’re both guys, and we shouldn’t even think about and – omppff!
Key pressed his lips to Onew’s. After a moment Jinki relaxed and kissed Kibum back.
- Don’t say anything – Key muttered between kisses.
- But… - One breathed out.
- Hush! I like you – Key said shyly.
- Oh! – Onew looked stunned but then he smiled happily.
- I like you too – he replayed and wrapped his arms around Kibum’s waist closing the distance between them.
- Strawberries…
- I’ve already known you love strawberries.

OnKey love

Graduation!

Gah, now I'm a graduate! Those three years passed so quickly, I don't even know when it happened... Now I have to leave all those precious friends behind and move on. How I would like to stay like this forever! There are some big choices I have to make and it scares me to death... A high school graduate... I can't believe it... I'm soo old now! ^^