“Let’s switch room partners !” said Taemin with a smile.

The SHINee members were patiently waiting by the hotel entrance. The manager and the leader had gone inside to take the keys, and Kibum was still in the car, grumbling.

“Why ?” Jonghyun asked, frowning.

“Just… because… We always share the rooms with the same people, let’s change for once.”

“You don’t want to share your room with Kibum, do you ?”

Minho chuckled and Taemin sighed. He usually liked sharing his room with Kibum-hyung, but not today. In fact, he would have done anything not to be in the same room as Kibum-hyung right now. Hell, anyone would have.

“Oh, come on… Would you ?”

“Hell no ! He looks like he could kill someone today. I don’t want to be murdered because some diva can’t control his emotions.”

“I can’t believe the airport lost his luggage…” Jonghyun said.

They all sighed. Taemin wondered why, out of all of their luggage, it had to be Kibum’s. It had never happened before and they all thanked god for that. The diva cared for his stuff more than he cared for his own life. Not to mention his designer clothes, they meant everything to him. Taemin had been horrified when he had heard the airport employee announce the bad news to their manager. He had even wished they had lost his luggage instead of Kibum’s. He could live with it, he had already lost a bunch of stuff anyway. He wasn’t known as “magic hands” for nothing, a lost luggage wouldn’t really make a difference.

However, Kibum was not Taemin. He was extremely materialistic. And when he heard the news, he had been so angry that even the manager had feared for his life.

“Why did it have to be his luggage ?” Taemin asked, pouting. “Now I have to spend the night with an angry Kibum.”

Jonghyun turned to Taemin and put his hand on his shoulder.

“It was great knowing you. I will miss you terribly, Taemin-ah.” he said, faking sadness.

“Yah ! Don’t joke with those things, I really won’t survive if I share my room with him.”

“Nobody would.”

Taemin pouted again, trying to think of a way to avoid being killed by a moody Kibum. Minho suddenly turned to them, eyes widening.

“Why don’t you ask Jinki-hyung to switch ? You’ll share your room with the manager and he’ll have to share his room with Kibum.”

“That’s a great idea !” Taemin said, gasping. “Do you think he’ll agree to that ? He knows how Kibum can be when he’s in a bad mood…”

“Just ask. Nobody can say no to your cute face. Besides, if he hesitates, just play the leader card.”

“The leader card ?”

“Yeah, you know, he’s the leader so he has responsibilities... Taking care of an angry member is one of them.” Jonghyun explained.

Taemin’s face lit up. He was saved ! He was not going to suffer from Kibum’s wrath !

“You’re right ! I’ll ask him !”

That’s how Jinki ended up in front of his room half an hour later, an angry diva by his side. He had been going on and on about Taemin’s ‘betrayal’ ever since the leader had told him Taemin would share his room with the manager.

“I can’t believe he asked you to switch room partners ! We always share a room. That little brat ! He abandoned me !”

“He didn’t abandon you, he just asked to share his room with the manager.”

“That’s what I said. He abandoned me ! First my luggage, then my son !”

Jinki took the room key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He was trying really hard not to sigh in front of Kibum. It would make him even more angry.

They both entered their room. Jinki put his own luggage at the foot of the bed and glanced at the room. It was rather simple : a table, a few chairs, a little bathroom… But what caught Jinki’s attention was the large bed standing in the middle of the room. His eyes widened at the sight. He’d have to share the bed with Kibum.

It was not like it was the first time he slept in the same bed as a SHINee member, so he shouldn’t have been bothered by this. However, the thought of sleeping so close to Kibum brought shivers down his spine. He had been feeling a bit funny lately when he was with the younger. Not that he was sick or anything, it was just… a feeling. Something had changed every time he looked at Kibum. Several times, he had stared a little too long at Kibum’s body during rehearsals, had watched him dance, rehearsing every move as if it was easy as pie. Sleeping in the same bed would definitely not help with the situation.

But physical attraction was not the only thing that Jinki struggled with. He had started to like things about Kibum, things that would normally repel anyone, such as his diva-like personality, his mood swings, and so on.

To sum it up, he had a crush on Kibum. A huge crush.

He was brought back to reality when he heard another one of Kibum’s complaints.

“I still can’t believe those bastards lost my luggage !”

“It’s just a luggage, Kibum…”

He looked at Jinki as if he had gone mad.

“‘Just a luggage’ ?” He repeated. “It was a limited edition ! Do you know how expensive it was ? Not to mention what was inside it !”

. Nice move, Jinki.

“I’m sure they’ll find it.”

“Oh, they’d better find it, or I’m going back to the airport to kick their asses !”

Jinki fought back a smile. Those poor airport employees… They really would suffer if they didn’t find his luggage quickly.

“You shouldn’t worry, they’ll find it.”

It sounded like he was trying to reassure himself more than Kibum. All of the members would suffer if the lost luggage was not found. Everyone wanted to avoid that.

Kibum jumped onto the bed, sighing. He was lying on the bed, pouting and looking at the ceiling. Jinki couldn’t help but find him cute.  

“But when ? All of my stuff was in my luggage !”

“I’ll lend you some clothes.”

“Really ?” Kibum asked in a hopeful tone, sitting on the bed.

Jinki nodded and went to open his luggage, grabbing a shirt and pyjama bottoms.

“Well, it’s either that or you sleep .”

“Yah !” Kibum shouted, throwing a pillow at him. “Stop speaking nonsense and give me clothes already. I want to take a shower.”

“There.” Jinki said, handing him the clothes, smiling.

“Thanks.”

He went in the bathroom and closed the door. Jinki heard the shower being and he sat on the bed, sighing. He congratulated himself for bringing two pyjamas instead of one. If he hadn’t, Kibum really would have had to sleep . An image of a Kibum flashed before his eyes and Jinki hit himself with a pillow. He couldn’t think about that. There was no way he would think of Kibum , beautiful, perfect Kibum with fox-like eyes, heart-shaped lips, his pretty legs, his round as-

No ! He definitely couldn’t think about that. It was wrong, so wrong to think of Kibum like this. He was his friend, his colleague, he couldn’t… But he couldn’t help it. He wanted to. He wanted Kibum.

“Are you okay, old man ? You look a bit pale…”

Jinki jumped at the voice and sat on the bed, hugging a pillow against his chest. He was blushing. He hadn’t heard Kibum come back from the shower.

“I-I’m fine !”

Kibum frowned. Jinki ran to the bathroom and closed the door behind him, locking it. He sighed and rested his back against the door.

Taking a shower without thinking about Kibum turned out to be a challenge, especially knowing that he was just next door. No matter how hard he tried not to think about him, he still did. It was how it always worked anyway. You try not to think about something but then you think about that thing even more.

He got out from the bathroom in his pyjamas, hair still damp from the shower. Kibum had turned off the lights and only a small light on the bedside table lit the room. It was dark, but Jinki could still see the outline of Kibum’s body on the bed. He was lying on his side, his back facing Jinki.

Jinki came closer and slipped between the bed sheets. Kibum was not moving, but Jinki could tell he wasn’t sleeping. Both of them were still wide awake. Kibum suddenly turned around and came closer to Jinki.

“I can’t sleep.” he said.

“Still worried about your luggage ?”

“No.”

Jinki frowned. If he wasn’t worried about that, then why was he-

He stopped thinking when Kibum came even closer, pressing himself against Jinki. He hid his face against Jinki’s chest and sighed. Jinki froze. The only thing he could think of was how much he wanted to put his arms around Kibum and pull him close. He couldn’t say anything and stood still, waiting for Kibum to speak again.

“I can’t sleep with you being so close.” Kibum said softly.

Jinki’s eyes widened. Did he… Was he saying… ?

Jinki pulled back lightly, looking at Kibum straight in the eyes. His expression was serious, but the look in his eyes was soft, almost… loving.

“Do you want me to go sleep somewhere else ?” Jinki said, a mischievous smile on his lips once he had realized what the younger had meant.

“Yah ! That’s not what I meant.” Kibum said, hitting Jinki’s chest with his fist lightly.

“I know.”

They looked at each other in the eyes for a moment, both knowing how they felt about each other, but never saying it out loud.

“When are you gonna admit it, old man ?” Kibum said, after a while.

“Admit what ?” Jinki asked, putting his arms around Kibum’s waist.

“That you love me.”

Jinki chuckled. He couldn’t help but smile, now that he knew Kibum liked him too.

“What makes you so sure I love you ?”

“You always stare at me when you think I’m not looking.”

Jinki blushed. He hadn’t been very discreet about that, then.

“That’s because you’re beautiful.”

Kibum rolled his eyes, but Jinki still caught a glimpse of a small smile on his heart-shaped lips. Kibum raised his head and kissed Jinki’s cheek.

“What was that for ?”

“To thank you for lending me clothes.”

“I’ll lend you clothes more often, then.”

Kibum chuckled.

“No thank you, I prefer my clothes. You don’t have any fashion sense !”

“Ouch.” Jinki said, faking a sad face.

“Stop making that face, you know I’m right.”

Jinki smiled. He had to admit Kibum was right. He had never been particularly interested in fashion, and he had never understood it. He didn’t mind though, he knew Kibum hadn’t meant to be mean. It was just a fact.

They stayed like that for a few moments, never breaking the peaceful silence. After a while, though, Kibum sighed.

“What’s wrong ?” Jinki asked, frowning.

“What are you waiting for ?”

“Huh ?”

Jinki frowned even more and Kibum rolled his eyes.

“You haven’t kissed me yet.”

“Oh.”

“I’ve kissed your cheek and everything, you should’ve kissed me by now.”

“I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

“Well, now you know !”

“I’ll kiss you when you least expect it.”

“Alr-”

Kibum didn’t have the time to finish his sentence that Jinki kissed him. He pulled him closer and Kibum kissed him back slowly. He ran his fingers through Jinki’s hair as the latter deepened the kiss. Kibum’s lips were so soft against Jinki’s… He couldn’t help but think how perfect their lips matched when they kissed.

They stopped a few seconds later, when they were both in desperate need to breathe.

“I totally expected that.” Kibum said, a small smile on his lips.

“Liar.”

Kibum stayed silent and they both fell into a comfortable silence. Several minutes passed and Jinki could see Kibum struggling to stay awake. He kissed his forehead and bid him goodnight. After a while, Jinki spoke again.

“You know, I’m actually glad they lost your luggage.”

“Yeah,” Kibum mumbled softly. “Me too.”