They lay on the bed, their arms wrapped around each others bodies, holding each other close. Kibum places a hand over his forehead, feeling his temperature and the ache in his back, he lets out a breath. “It hurts….” He mumbles. “Sorry.” Jonghyun apologizes and Kibum laughs. “Stop, when you speak English,” He laughs once more. “Just stop.” Jonghyun grins, turning his head and staring at the side profile of Kibums face. His sharp jawline and the corner of his lips. He leans towards him and whispers in his ear. “You’re really cute.” Kibum jumps away, falling off of the bed and pulling Jonghyun down on top of him. Jonghyun laughs against Kibums chest and Kibum glares. “Get off, you’re heavy.” He pushes Jonghyun away, but Jonghyun stays in place. “No, you’re heavier than me, Kibum.” Kibum smirks. “That’s because I’m taller than you.” Jonghyun gasps, feigning hurt and he moves his hands down Kibums sides, pressing his fingers into his ribs. “I always wondered if you were ticklish.”

“I’m not.” Was Kibums blunt reply. “Shall we find out?” Kibums eyes bulge and he starts to kick his feet, lifting his knees and forcing Jonghyun away. With a light kiss to his lips, Jonghyun rises to his feet, pulling Kibum up with him. “I guess we should get dressed.” They stood in only their boxers. Kibum nods, stumbling around for his glasses. Jonghyun catches him by his waist, bending down and handing him his glasses. “Here.”

“Thanks.” Kibum takes them, slipping them onto his nose and he waits for Jonghyun to release him from his hold. But the older holds onto him, hugging him from behind and resting his head against the mid of Kibums back. “I want to introduce you to my parents…” Kibums eyes widen and Jonghyun kept his face hidden against Kibums back. “I think it’s time they meet you, Bummie…” Kibum was silent, his heartbeating rapidly. “I don’t care anymore, I’ve kept you away long enough.” Jonghyun continued to speak his voice soft. “I want them to know that you’re the very first person I’ve ever truly loved.” He squeezes Kibum, placing a light kiss to his boyfriend right shoulder. “Jonghyun…”

“I’ll show them a picture of you if you don’t want to meet them yet.” Jonghyun says quickly, moving away and turning Kibum towards him. “I’m serious about you Kibum, I...I want to marry you.” Kibum chuckles gently. “You’re too young to be saying such things.” He shakes out of Jonghyuns grip and Jonghyuns expression sours. “You don’t think I’m serious?” Kibum shrugs. “No, I believe you and that’s the problem...I believe you.” KIbum pauses, taking a deep breath and saying softly. “I believe that you’ll sweep me away and break the law of Korea’s no-nonsense towards gay marriage and relationships.” Jonghyun grins, taking Kibums hand and across his knuckles. “But, before I break those laws, I have to break the ones of my parents.”

Kibum was dressed like he always dressed, he wasn’t going to change for Jonghyuns parents. They would have to accept him like their son had. Or rather….understand that what he and Jonghyun have together wouldn’t just simply stop. “Come in the afternoon on Sunday, I’ll open the door, don’t worry.” Jonghyun had said to him and so here he was. He takes a deep breath, raising his hand to the door and knocking. The knob turned and the door swung open revealing Jonghyuns smiling face. “Kibum!” He moves to hug the younger, but stops when a voice calls from over his shoulder. “Is that your friend?” It was Jonghyuns mother, their expressions turn grim. “Yes, eomma!” Kibum slips inside and Jonghyun shuts the door behind him. “Come on.” Jonghyun takes Kibums hand, directing him towards the living room where both of Jonghyuns parents waited. 

Kibum bows, his head hung he greets them. “Nice to meet you both.”

“No need for such formality.” Jonghyuns mother rushes up, lifting Kibums head and smiling warmly into his eyes. “What’s your name?” 

“Kim Kibum, it’s nice to meet you.” He firmly shakes her hand and with a single glance towards her son, Jonghyuns mother knew that this wasn’t just some friend to Jonghyun and she smiles with this knowledge. “Come sit.” She gestures towards the couch and Kibum takes a seat on the end, Jonghyun sits closely next to him and his father watches them closely. “What’s your name?” He asks and Kibum clears his throat. “It’s Kim Kibum, I’m a frie--”

“Kibum’s my boyfriend, abeoji.” Jonghyun cuts in and Kibum gasps, his eyes widening. He turns to face Jonghun and stares at him in disbelief. “What?” His father was just as shocked as Kibum. “Kibum’s my boyfriend, the one I’ve been telling you about.” There was a heavy silence and Kibum could see it shift in Jonghyuns fathers gaze. “You bring a man home, telling me he’s your boyfriend after I thought we talked about this.” His voice was tight, but Jonghyun didn’t waver. “You can’t continue the family line like this! Your grandparents will be disgusted by your decision!” The word disgusted hit Kibum harder than he expected. “Honey…” The voice of his wife was soft and soothing. 

 “Why would they be disgusted?” It was an obvious question, but Jonghyun wanted to hear his father’s reply. “You’re asking the obvious, Jonghyun! You bring him here! And all your grandmother wanted was for you to marry a lovely woman.” Jonghyun scoffs. “That’s what you wanted, halmeoni wants for me to marry someone I love.” He rises up from his seat, taking Kibums hand and pulling him up. “I may be young now, but I have plans of marrying Kibum.”

“And that’s wonderful.” His mother cuts in, her eyes were warm on Jonghyuns and then they shifted towards Kibum and crinkled gently at the corners. “I’m so thankful towards you.” She bows slightly and Kibum rushes forward stopping her. “You don’t have to thank me….” He mutters and she smiles. “My son comes back home with good grades and not a girl, he’s smiling and more than anything he seems happy.” Kibum blushes. “As his mother I thank you.”

“It’s not all my doing, you raised him and made him into who he is...all I did was give him a little push onto the path you already had laid out for him.” Jonghyuns mother seemed taken aback by Kibums honesty. She laughs, covering with the palm of her hand and giggling out. “I think I’m going to like you.” Kibum smiles broadly and bows once more. “Thank you.” Jonghyun was watching them both with soft eyes. His father was still sitting, hands crossed over his chest. “Unbelieveable.” He grumbles and Jonghyun turns towards him, his eyes furious. “You may not accept us, you may not understand why, but what you can do is let us be.” Kibum squeezes Jonghyuns hand and says to the elderly man. “Jonghyun is someone whom I love and I’d be more than grateful if you could accept me into your family. I’m not demanding such a thing, I’m not even asking you….” Kibum takes a breath. “I’m merely hoping that you would take a moment to see that we love each other,” He looks towards Jonghyun, continuing on. “Even if we are both males.” His father says nothing, it’s quiet and then he sighs. “I...I just….Jonghyun would always go on and on about how he’d marry and he’d have this big wedding…” Jonghyuns father chuckles solemnly. “He even told me that he’d cry when he sees his wife walk down the aisle.”

“Abeoji…” Jonghyun moves towards his father, still clutching tightly onto Kibums hand. “But, now….” He throws his hands defeated and looks towards Kibum. His eyes were stone and his lips were a tight line. “Your name is Kibum?”

“Yes…” Jonghyun moves back, slipping a hand around Kibums waist and pulling him close. Jonghyuns father flinches, his eyes flickering to Jonghyuns hand on Kibums hip. It was obviously discomforting him. “I don’t want to see you around my house.” The words cut coldly and Kibum swallows, forcing a smile onto his face. “Yes sir.” He replies stiffly and Jonghyun looks towards his boyfriend and then at his father and the words stumbled out from his lips. “I’ll get my own place.” Kibums head snaps around and his eyes widened; Jonghyuns mother gasps. “I’ll find a good job and by the time I’m out of college, I’ll have my own apartment.”

“That’s a lot of work, Jonghyun.” His mother murmurs. “Kibums worth it.” Jonghyun says strongly at first and then his tone softens. “I’ll be in college for at most 5 years, during that time I’ll work.”

“Jonghyun, that’s a little…” Kibum starts slowly and Jonghyun faces him with a smile. “A little what? Crazy? Dramatic?” 

“A little bit of both and then some.” Kibum states and Jonghyun chuckles. “I love you and I want to bring you home with me and…”

“Enough!” Jonghyuns father voice booms, they all jump. “I don’t care if you marry him! I don’t care for any of it! Just don’t bring him into my home.”

“Honey, you’re being vile!” His mother exclaims, glaring at her husband and then looking apologetically towards Kibum. Kibum smiles. “It’s fine, I understand...it’s not the easiest thing to accept your son’s uality and then his boyfriend.” Kibum hesitates before adding. “I will continue to make him happy.” Kibum bows, his head down so that they couldn’t see his expression; twisting in confusion and heartache. Who’s to say that I will marry him? I am still young, I want to travel, I want to study abroad, I want to model. There’s many things I want to do before I settle down. Kibum lifts his head, releasing Jonghyuns hand and smiling at his parents. “Thanks for having me.” Jonghyuns mother takes his hand, her grip firm. “I’m sorry.” She apologizes and Kibum shakes his head. “It’s alright.” Jonghyun looks between his mother and Kibum and then at his father. With a thin smile, he rushes Kibum out of the house. 

They stand quietly on the porch, Kibum swaying back and forth on his heels. “Well that was just wonderful.” Kibum mutters sarcastically, Jonghyun says nothing. Kibum sighs. “I have to get back home, there’s exams all this week.” He starts down the steps, the wind gently blowing his black hair. “Kibum…”

“Yeah?”

“If I were to seriously propose to you--”

“Ring and all?”

“Ring and all.” Jonghyun says with a small grin. “If I were to propose to you….what would your answer be?”

“I don’t know.” There was no pause, Kibum answered with zero hesitation. “Wow, I feel like now, thanks.” Kibum chuckles. “Don’t take offense, Jonghyun...I just don’t know.”

“Uh-huh.”

“There’s laws.”

“We’ll break ‘em.”

“There’s your family.” Jonghyun shrugs. “So?”

“Then there’s me….” There’s silence. “I...not...yet…” Jonghyun stares at Kibums back and then a smile breaks out across his cheeks. “I’m not marrying you yet, idiot.” He strides forward, bopping Kibum against the back of his head. “I have to graduate from college and get my degree. We both have to.” Kibum smiles down at his feet. “That’s right….” Jonghyun leans against Kibums back, inhaling his scent and closing his eyes. “You should help me study.” He murmurs and Kibum laughs loudly, the vibrations causing Jonghyuns head to shake. “I have to study myself.”

“Lets do it together and then we’ll graduate.”

“That sounds nice.” Jonghyun lets out a breath. “Looks like I’ll seriously have to start working on my music.” Kibum was curious about the song he was writing, the one he heard him singing a few months back. That song is for me...right? He was aching to ask Jonghyun, but the time would come when he’d hear it. The time would come when Jonghyun would sing it for him. The time would come….

Dubu Speaking

SUMMER HAS BEGUN

Yeeees! But with it there's always an ending...this fic will be ending soon(veeery soon)

So, Jonghyuns father is a total A in the hole, can't blame him because it's not the easiest thing to understand/accept

(but he didn't have to be so bent about it)

Anyways, I know you guys feel the ending coming...I'm contemplating if I should add one more chapter(I think I'll do an epilogue)

THANK YOU ALL SOOO MUCH FOR READING

And I am sad to say that this will probably be my last seriazlized(with an actual plot) fic

I'll still try updating the one~ but other than that RR is the end of my jongkey fanfic escapade

I am to spend this summer developing my novella ^^

I love you all, thanks to you I've been able to continue writing this and improving, I'm really grateful to have  you all as readers

Well...see ya soon~