Jonghyun hesitates, his hands shaky as he reached for the glasses on Kibums nose. Slowly...slowly...he chants in his head, his fingers finally touching the frame. He takes a deep breath, slowly pulling them back. Kibum had fallen asleep in the library office, his glasses resting on his nose. When Jonghyun found him he couldn't help but to stare and admire him from a distance and then suddenly he got the oh-so wicked idea of stealing his glasses. He wouldn't keep them for long, maybe just over the weekend. Holding his breath he swiftly yanks them back, Kibum only stirring for a moment, his button nose rising up in a sniff. "Yes." Jonghyun whispers in triumph, turning around slowly and sneaking away. "Jonghyun..." He freezes. He woke up!! Jonghyun swallows, glancing back over his shoulder but Kibum was still sound asleep, his lips parted. "Jonghyun, don't touch..." He was dreaming, he was dreaming of me! Jonghyun thinks conceitedly, turning all the way around and walking back over towards Kibum. "Mmm," He moans, turning his head the other way. Jonghyun walks around the table a grin plastered on his face as he watched Kibum sleeptalk. "Jonghyun,"

"Yes...? What are you dreaming about cutie...?" He hums reaching a hand to touch Kibums face. His cheeks were cold, he lightly traces his hand down to his chin, his thumb hovering just over his lips. "Jonghyun." He said his name again and Jonghyun felt an aching in his chest. Placing the glasses down on the table he leans forward, moving closer to Kibum. His chest rose and fell, his dreams leaking through his open lips. The only thought in Jonghyuns mind was how badly he wanted to kiss him. "Kibum..." His breath was hot on his lips and just before they met in a kiss, Kibum rose with a jump, knocking Jonghyun back onto the floor. "What the..." He rubs his eyes and slowly he realizes his glasses weren't on. "Where are they?" He rises to his feet shakily, Jonghyun still lay on his , rubbing his jaw. Kibum had knocked him hard. "I swear if anyone--"

"Kibum, they're right there next to you." Jonghyun says jumping to his feet. Kibums head snaps around at his voice. "You." He hisses and Jonghyun takes a cautious step back. "You took them didn't you?" 

"If you would just listen, they're right--" But Kibum charged towards him, flinging his arms all around until finally finding the collar of his shirt and clutching it. Jonghyun whimpers. "Hand them over." He shakes him, never had Jonghyun been man-handled by his crush, well that being that all his previous crushes were women. But crushing on another guy had it's consequences and privliges. But he had yet to find out what those priviliges were. "Kibum, I don't have them, they fell off while you were sleeping." He stares back into his eyes and the realization of the close proximity of their faces finally hit him. Kibums eyes were hazy from sleep and his lips were slightly chapped. And his mouth was moving--words coming out but Jonghyun hadn't heard them until he was flung back onto the floor. "." Kibum grabs his glasses, sliding them onto his face and turning towards Jonghyun with a glare. "You didn't do anything else did you?" Jonghyun blinks. "What do you me--" And then it hit him and he smirks, standing up and dusting off his jeans. "Are you always this fiesty?" Kibum stares at him with a blank expression. "I mean I wonder what you would do if you found out that I kissed you." Jonghyun takes a step towards him and his eyes widen. "You what?"

"Kissed you." Of course he hadn't but he had gotten close. Teasing Kibum had always been a number one priority on his list, well next to doing him but that could wait. "Your lips were dry." At Jonghyuns words he raises a hand to rub across his lips and he mutters something under his breath. "No..way..."

"What'd you say?" Jonghyun taunts, crossing his arms over his chest. "No ing way!" Kibum shouts, eyes snapping up to look at him and Jonghyuns heart shook and he stumbled back at the flustered expression on Kibums face. His cheeks were on fire, a dark shade of red and his brown eyes had widened like oranges. He was cute. He was so damn cute.

"You...you..." He stutters and Jonghyun clears his throat, willing his heart to calm down. "You should wear chapstick next time. But I don't mind, either way is fine with me." He winks and Kibum glares, storming up to him and staring him down. "Jonghyun.."

"Yes?" He was smiling, waiting excitedly to see what Kibum would say next. "I don't care how dry my lips are or how you prefer them to be." His voice was tight but Jonghyun couldn't help but note that his jeans were tighter. Did they get tighter everyday? One day he hoped Kibum would come to school in nothing but paint pants. Red or black painted onto his legs, that would leave nothing to be imagined. "But what I do care about, at least for your sake, is that you don't get addicted." Jonghyun felt his heart stop, as Kibum whispered into his ear. "Or is it already too late?" And as fast as it happened it was over, Kibum turning away and walking out of the door, covering his mouth with his hand and yawning. Jonghyun jogs to the door, staring out and watching Kibum stretch, his shirt rising slightly to reveal the white of his back and the exposed band of his boxers. "How'd he know...?" He murmurs, running his hands through his hair and tugging. "Okay, he's dangerous, dangerous, dangerous, dangerous." Jonghyun repeats, imagining what it would really be like to kiss Kibum. As if in some cliche drama he imagined fireworks going off in his head and then he painfully imagined Kibum biting him in retaliation."...well he is fiesty." He thinks with a grin. But fiesty isn't so bad, Kibum had even told him to stop chasing honey. Jonghyun his lips, walking out of the library with a smirk. 

Next time he would take Kibums glasses and keep them and then he would steal a kiss and maybe even more. And maybe in time he would notice Kibums feelings for him.

The player just doesn't notice when he's being played. Or notice the obvious things. But he always seems to notice the tightness of Kibums jeans. 

Kibum pulls out his cellphone and Minho answers on the very first ring. "Kibum?"

"Minho, where are you?"

"Soccer practice why?" Kibum inhales and lets his breath out shakily. "He kissed me."

"What?!"

"Yes," He grips his waist, leaning back against a nearby wall. "He took off my glasses and then kissed me."

"Did he really? Jonghyuns a very good liar."

"Yes--I think..so...." He trails off and closes his eyes trying to recall any sensation on his lips. But there was none. "I think he lied."

"Yep, thought so."

"That..."

"I think you can handle this yourself." Minho says, moving the phone away to shout at another student. "Yeah, I've got it. Thanks." He hangs up, turning around and searching for Jonghyuns short body. The short would suffer, Kibum knew that Jonghyun was already addicted to him, and if he and taunted him more, he felt that Jonghyun would explode from the ual frustration. That's exactly what he wanted, but another thing was....when the hell would he confess...?!

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Okay this will probably be longer than 3 chapters, but I'm having so much fun writing it and I hope you guys are enjoying it~

Till the next 1k chap! lol