Woohyun stares at Kibums glasses, his eyes glossy and his thoughts running a mile a minute. He wondered why he had taken them; Kibum would come over to his house easily if he asked to study or about his job. Or maybe he had stolen the glasses to lure Jonghyun over. But for what reason? And then it clicked, what he had to do, when and how. He pulls out his phone dialing Kibums number. It rings and rings and rings until finally voice mail answers. The sweet sound of Kibums voice floats into Woohyuns ears. “Hello? I’m busy at the moment--”

“Or he’s just with me.” Another voice cuts in and Kibum curses several times before the voicemail ends with a long beeeep.  Woohyun stares at his phone, running a hand through his brown hair. He was pretty sure that second voice was none other than Jonghyun. And with that, Woohyun was pretty sure the two were together, enjoying some sort of date and each others company. “Damn it…” He cusses, rising slowly to his feet. He’s never suffered through unrequited love, so the feelings are strange and new to him. The only way to make them go away is to have Kibum. He steps towards his dresser, staring down at Kibums glasses before gently picking them up. 

“I can’t see .” Kibum grumbles as he leaned into Jonghyuns side. Jonghyun chuckled amused, his hands holding onto Kibums wrist. “It can’t be that bad.” Kibum freezes in his steps, glancing at Jonghyun with a suppressed anger. “You don’t wear glasses so shut-up.” Jonghyun laughs, gently urging Kibum forward. They walk down the sidewalk, hand in hand, Jonghyun leading Kibum to their destination. “What happened yesterday?” Kibum asks suddenly and Jonghyun nearly choked on the memory. “You got a little drunk.” He murmurs casually and Kibum blinks. “How much did I have?”

“A sip.” Jonghyun smirks. “I didn’t know you could handle your liquor so well.” He teases and Kibum shoves him in his side, pushing him into the street. He stumbles for a moment, eyes stinging with tears of laughter “What did I do?” He asks nervously and Jonghyun slips his fingers in between Kibums fingers, locking their hands together. As they walked Jonghyun explained all that happened.  “You wanted to kiss and dance with me.” He purses his lips, leaning over and planting a kiss right on Kibums cheek. Kibum pushes him away, still somewhat struggling to see 5ft in front of him. “But, how did my glasses go missing?” Jonghyun swallows, placing a hand on the back of his neck. “I brought them in my car, you were sleeping, so instead of putting them over your eyes, I placed them in the cupholder.” Kibum nods slowly, chewing at the corner of his bottom lip, trying to piece last night together. “Do you have any idea where they could be?” He asks. “I could just buy you some new ones, Bummie.” Jonghyun says, squeezing the youngers hand and turning a corner. “No, I want those.” Kibum states with finality and Jonghyun groans. “You’re stubborn Kibum.”

“No, I’m just money-efficient.” He glances at Jonghyun and winks. Jonghyun stares at him in disbelief before laughing lightly. The air was still, it was slightly humid outside and there was a sweet scent floating around or maybe it was the cologne Kibum was wearing. Jonghyun leans towards his boyfriend, sniffing his neck. Kibums eyes widen and he swats Jonghyun away. “What are you doing?” Jonghyun beams innocently. “Smelling you, that’s all.” Kibum raises an eyebrow, eyeballing Jonghyun. “That sounded creepy as hell, Jonghyun.” The older chuckles, moving behind Kibum and pushing him ahead. “Come on.” He gently pushes Kibum forward, escorting him to a park. When they reached the spot there was already a blanket and basket set up underneath a tree. Kibum pauses, turning slowly and squinting at Jonghyun. “How did you set this up? Were you waiting to do something as cliche-y sweet as this?” Jonghyun ignored his questions, dismissing them with a warm smile. “Don’t be insensitive, Kibum and just allow your boyfriend to spoil you.” Kibum stares at him for a moment and Jonghyun watches with a pleased grin as a rosy color tints Kibums cheeks. He grabs his hand and they jog to their destination, their fingers interlocked tightly, hearts pounding. They fall to the ground in exhaustion, Kibum collapses on top of Jonghyun and sighs heavily. “Why did we run?” He asks breathlessly and Jonghyun chuckles, pushing his silver bangs back. “Heat of the moment.”

“Ah...” Is all Kibum manages to say as he struggles to sit up. He criss-crosses his legs on the striped blanket, squinting out into the distance. “Are you ready to see what I prepared for you?” Jonghyun says with a hint of smug in his voice. Kibum peers back at him, his eyes flicking to the large basket. “You cooked?” Jonghyun nods, crossing his arms proudly. “Sure did.” Kibum smirks, raising his hand and ruffling the olders silver strands. “Aren’t you just a talented puppy.” Jonghyun nods, and Kibum laughs lightly, moving his hand back and reaching for the basket. Jonghyun lightly smacks his hand. Kibum jerks back, eyes wide. “Hey, don't hit me!” He shouts and Jonghyun shakes his head. “Let me open it for you.” Kibum rolls his eyes, leaning back on the palm of his hands and watching with a blank expression as Jonghyun opened the basket. What lay inside was a bouquet of roses. Kibum blinks his eyes and Jonghyun grins at his confusion. Picking up the bouquet, he scoots in between Kibums legs, placing a hand to his thigh.

 “I cooked these up just for you.” His tone of voice had changed and there was glint in his brown eyes. “Really now?” Kibum questions; the older nods, briefly squeezing Kibums thigh before moving back. The wind blew slightly, blowing out Kibums lightly colored shirt and fluttering his hair. Jonghyun gazes softly into his eyes. He pulls out three differently colored roses. “Pink for your sweetness. Cream for the appreciation I will always have for you. And peach for my gratitude towards your very existence.” Kibum listens, his heart pounding in nervousness and excitement. Jonghyun smiles sweetly, handing the three flowers to Kibum and then reaching for the rest. These were colored lavender, red and yellow. “These are somewhat simplier.” He smiles crookedly and Kibum returns his smile shyly.  “Friendship, charm and romance.” He says smoothly handing those three to Kibum, who was now somewhat dazed and shy. He was too old for this romance-y stuff, Jonghyun was too old to be doing something as cliche as this. Yet, Kibum was enjoying it. “And the last one.” Jonghyun picks it up, his body language shifting. He waves it underneath his nose, closing his eyes as he spoke. “Salmon,” He looks up and Kibums heartbeat catches in his throat. “Do you know what that represents?”

“N-no..” Kibum suddenly felt 5 years younger as Jonghyun spoke in a husky tone. “Then let me show you.” He leans forward, tossing the rose into the grass and pushing Kibum back against the blanket. He pins him underneath him, placing both hands on either side of the younger shoulders. He kisses the side of his neck , then his collarbones, before placing a peck to his lips. He kisses his lips lightly once and then twice before slipping his tongue inside Kibums mouth. Kibum hums in the back of his throat, slinking his arms around Jonghyuns back. Jonghyun leans away, eyes dark as he murmurs. “Salmon is for desire in flower language.” He finally says, puffs of hot air caressing Kibums face. “I knew that.” Jonghyun chuckles lightly. “Sure you did…” He mumbles half-heartedly, thoughts now focused on Kibums fingers as they traced circles against his shirt. He shivers against Kibums light touch. “I’m pretty excited now…” He huffs honestly, moving his hand up and down on KIbums thigh. Kibum smiles against his lips. “We’re not doing this in public…” Kibum murmurs, eyes fluttering as he turned his neck, giving Jonghyun access to his nape. “Why do you think I chose this spot?” The older whispers, along KIbums ear. “No one can see us…” He finishes, hiking Kibums leg up and slipping a hand underneath his shirt to his chest. “You’re such a scheming romanticist.” Jonghyun smiles against the youngers neck. “Lets give the flowers a good show.” He says hoarsely, moving Kibums hands to the front of his jeans. 

Kibum stood outside of Woohyuns apartment, adjusting his jacket and sliding a hand over his thighs to straighten his jeans. He got a text from Woohyun a few minutes into his flower-scented endeavor with Jonghyun and only read it an hour or so after they had finished. 

The door opens and Woohyun greets him with a warm smile. “You came.” Kibum nods waiting for him to open door wider so that he could step inside. “Can I come inside?” He asks, swaying back and forth on his heels. Woohyun nods, stepping back and walking Kibum inside. “Mind if I ask what you were up to…” Woohyun murmurs casually, closing the door and watching as Kibum looked around his apartment. “I was out with Jonghyun.”

“Really? You two can’t go a day without seeing each other, huh?” He says halfheartedly and Kibum grins down at the floor. “I wouldn’t say that.” He murmurs and Woohyun nods slowly, walking up to Kibum and lightly tapping his shoulder. “Follow me, if you want your glasses.” He says, adjusting his voice to a care-free and playful tone. Kibum makes a face, following reluctantly after him. Of course Jonghyun was hesitant in leaving Kibum alone with Woohyun, but he had to give his boyfriend some space and put his trust in him. Jonghyun felt pretty trusting of Kibum after what they had just finished doing. He left obvious bites on Kibums skin and made sure that there was a slight limp in his step. A limp that Woohyun took quick notice of. He couldn’t stop himself from asking; “What exactly did you two do?” Kibum falters in his step, staring hard at Woohyuns back. “Why would you want to know?”

“I just do.” Kibum stares at him questionably, an unease slipping into his heart. “Why?”

“Because I like you, Kibum.” He says this looking back. “I want to know because I like you and I’m jealous.” He pauses in front of his room door. “I don’t think you’re getting it, Bum.”

“I’m understanding you perfectly fine, Hyun.” The air shifted tensely. “If you understood me you woulnd’t ask such questions.” His voice had changed again, darker, deeper. Kibum squints at him. “I don’t know how you got them, you out of all people, but I need my glasses back.”

“Just come on.” He opens the door to his room, stepping inside. KIbum follows him, his steps cautious. “Wait here.” He commands, KIbum stops halfway through the door, his eyes flicking around Woohyuns room. It was neat, cozy, a bookshelf lined with magazines stood upright in the corner. The curtains were red, pulled to the side, filtering light inside.  Woohyun steps away, walking into the bathroom to retrieve Kibums glasses. The younger was still confused as to how Woohyun got his glasses, but last night was still a blank. “Hey, Woohyun…”

“Yes?” He calls from the bathroom. “How’d you get my glasses?” There was silence and then the older returned with Kibums glasses in his hands. “How did I get them?”

“Yes, Jonghyun told me he placed them in his car, so how could you possibly get them?” A gleam shines in Woohyuns brown eyes as he takes a step towards Kibum. “How do you think Kibum?” He asks softly, slipping the glasses onto Kibums nose. He blinks his eyes, adjusting his vision. “I got them by stealing them.” He swiftly grabs Kibums hand, pushing him back onto his bed and locking the door. He crawls on top of him, pinning him down and stating darkly. “I stole them, just like I’m going to steal you.”

Dubu Speaking

OH AND WOOHYUN MAKES HIS MOVE

RUN WHILE YOU CAN KIBUM!!!

Haha, this is going to be interesting, of course I'm going to try and prevent myself from making this whole scene as cliche as possible

*note Kibum  IS A GUY and can HANDLE HIS OWN so he won't be all "oh noo, stahp it" pfft please

Remember in the first book when Jonghyun came onto him? That puppy-fool got man-handled. 

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the sweet Jongkey that was in this chap

I'll b eback sooner than you think, I owe you all because it was almost two weeks(?) since I last updated *le-gasp*

I had amoment where I couldn't think and write anymore, I wasn't liking any of it......

but thanks for all your support

Oh and no matter how much I try not to, I alwyas end up making Woohyun out to be a creeper

Sorry babe

See ya soon~