#taem: : )))))))) only ever calls him my kibummie from then on

[katrinawritesthings]

Taemin/Kibum; Kissie; PG

when you’ve always wanted ur special romantic first kiss

“You know how,” Kibum starts, “you don’t really like kissing?”

“Mmhmm,” Taemin hums.

Kibum has been anxious for a while, but Taemin only feels like he should say something when he starts tapping his foot quickly on the arm of the couch in addition to both nibbling on Taemin’s thumbnail and tugging on all of the little hairs of his wrist. Eventually if he keeps this up he’s going to bite tiny little sores into his cheeks next. Taemin looks away from the tv during a commercial and pokes Kibum’s cheek in his lap with his other hand.

“Hey,” he says quietly. “What’re you so anxious about?” he asks.

Kibum stops all of his little motions at once; he blinks up at Taemin with wide eyes.

“How could you tell?” he asks. Taemin blinks at him. He can’t tell if he was being serious or not, so he decides to answer anyway.

“You’ve bitten off, like, my whole thumbnail, for one,” he says. He wiggles his nubby thumb slightly and it brushes against Kibum’s bottom lip. Kibum blinks again, looks at his thumb, scrunches his lips, and immediately shakes his head in disgust.

“Ew, oh my god, what the fuck, ew,” he says, spitting out little chewed up bits of nail onto the carpet with quick little thps of his tongue. “Why am I like this, god. Ew.” He wipes his lips and then frowns up at Taemin. “Next time don’t let me do that,” he pouts. Taemin snorts, amused, but taps his finger against Kibum’s cheek lightly as an okay. Maybe he’ll buy Kibum a chewy toy later.

“What were you anxious about this time, though?” he asks again. That’s important and he can’t forget it. Unless Kibum wants him to, in which case, he will. Kibum hesitates, fingers squishing his bottom lip, before he sighs and flops his arms out over his head.

“You know how,” he starts, “you don’t really like kissing?”

“Mmhmm,” Taemin hums. It’s weird and squishy and gets spit feel on him and the mushy smekkie noises are worse than eating noises in his ears. Kibum worries his top lip between his teeth, looking up at him but not saying anything, before Taemin frees his lip with gentle pokes. Then Kibum licks his lips and sighs again.

“I was thinking, like. I’ve always been really soft and gay about, like, my first kiss. Because I always wanted it to be, like, you know, perfect and romantic and warm and with the person I love the mostiest.” He flops his hand against Taemin’s chest as he says that last part, which Taemin takes to mean it’s him that Kibum loves the mostiest. Which makes sense, considering they’ve been together for, like, twelve years. He feels like something would be wrong if he wasn’t Kibum’s mostiest loved.

“And this whole time I’ve been, you know, fine and everything with not smooching you, like. It’s really not that big of a deal, I’m not that wild about kissing either, but. I don’t know.” He shrugs and plays with Taemin’s shirt collar. “I was wondering, if, maybe. You’d maybe kiss me? Just once?” He smiles hopefully as his fingers tap against Taemin’s collarbone. “It doesn’t even have to be a deep kiss, just, like.” He makes the tiniest smoochie noise to the air. “A little mwah,” he says. “It’s okay if you don’t wanna, I just. Figured I’d ask.” He shrugs again.

“Oh,” Taemin says. For all of the anxiety building up inside of his babe he’d figured it would’ve been something much bigger than that. As it is, he quirks his lips into a smile and squishes both of Kibum’s cheeks with one hand so his lips pucker. “Yeah, sure,” he says. He’ll give Kibum a little smoochie if it’ll make him feel warm and fuzzy and gay on the inside.

“What, really?” Kibum asks. Taemin smiles a little wider, amused.

“Yeah, that’s why I said yeah,” he says. “I don’t hate kissing, it’s just. Real gross. But I’ll give you a little peck so I can be your handsome and charming and romantic and incredible and perf--”

“Oh my god. Stop before I decide I don’t want a first kiss ever in my life,” Kibum says, but half of it comes out on breathy laughter. He lifts his hand to hover his hand over Taemin’s mouth to threaten silence, then slips it warmly around the back of his neck and into his hair. “Can we?” he asks, rubbing his thumb softly up and down. “Like, now?” he asks. “Real quick?”

“Oh, now?” Taemin asks. That’s a little sudden. “I was gonna say, like. If we’re staging it why don’t we go to the beach and kiss during the sunset or whatever? That’s romantic, right?” He wouldn’t call himself traditionally romantic but he still loves reading his trashy romance novels and beaches show up surprisingly often in them. Kibum gasps softly, his eyes looking at Taemin but seeing passed him, seeing some dramatically romantic scene that’s probably way more extra than Taemin was thinking of. After a moment he blinks clear and smiles wide.

“I knew I loved you for a reason,” he grins, moving both hands to squish Taemin’s face and jiggle his head a little bit. Taemin smiles back, proud.

[misconceptionsofjongkey]

Friends ;; Jongkey

Because I'm still on vampires. Feel free to ask questions within this verse.

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Kibum doesn't expect someone to be behind him when he turns. Kibum screams and backs into the wall behind him, cowering.

Jonghyun is in the room in a flash when he hears Kibum shriek. The stranger doesn't back off, instead leaning forward to inspect Kibum.

"Interesting," he mumbles, stroking his cheek.

"Minho," Jonghyun says sternly. "Back off. You're scaring him."

The stranger - Minho - takes a step back, and Kibum feels like he can breathe again. "Jinks said that you turned someone. I thought he was pulling my leg. He's cute, Jonghyun."

When Minho lifts a hand to caress Kibum's cheek, Kibum bares his fangs. Minho does the same, hissing at Kibum. Kibum slams his back into the wall again, squeezing his eyes shut.

So maybe everyone wasn't as friendly as Jonghyun.

Jonghyun steps between Kibum and Minho, crossing his arms. Kibum grips the back of Jonghyun's shirt. "Would you quit it? What's wrong with you? Stop scaring him."

"My, Jonghyun. If he's scared of little old me, how is he ever going to survive? I-- ouch!" Minho hisses again when Jonghyun smacks the side of his head.

"Cut it out," Jonghyun takes Kibum's arm to pull him from behind him. "Kibum, this is Minho. He's an-- old friend. I promise he isn't this bad all the time."

Minho holds his hand out, lowering it when he realizes Kibum isn't going to shake it. "Hm. Polite one, I see."

"Why should I be nice to you?" Kibum grumbles, crossing his arms tightly over his chest.

Jonghyun sighs. "Kibum is a stubborn one."

"Am not!" Kibum huffs and stomps to the back of Jonghyun's apartment.

Minho raises an eyebrow as he watches Kibum's retreating back. Jonghyun shrugs.

"It's only been three weeks," Jonghyun tells Minho. "He's still dealing with a lot."

"Hm. How old is he?"

"Nineteen," Jonghyun answers. "Just. Be nice to him, okay?"

Minho smirks. "Am I that scary?"

"You scared the shit out of him. You're going to tell Taem to do the same, aren't you?"

"I'm not sure anyone can tell Taemin what to do."

Jonghyun rolls his eyes, eyes cutting to the hallway when he hears a crash, a scream, and then another scream.

Minho gives Jonghyun another toothy grin. "Taemin's here."

Jonghyun soon hears two pairs of feet stomping down the hallway. Suddenly, Kibum is yelling.

"Your friends are fucking crazy!"

"Hey!" Taemin whines, trying to drape his arms over Kibum's shoulders. "I was just trying to play," he whines. "Don't tell Jonghyun on me."

"He was staring in the window!" Kibum squawks.

"Taemin doesn't play well with others."

Kibum spins when another voice speaks. "Another?!"

"Jinki is the normal one," Jonghyun sighs. "They're like cockroaches. Once you see one, you're bound to find the rest."

Taemin sneers playfully, attempting to hang off Kibum again. "He's mean. Come and play with me and Minho."

"Kibum isn't going anywhere with you two," Jonghyun growls protectively.

"Aww, you have to share!" Taemin huffs. "Kibum is a cute name. Can I call you Kibummie?"

"Uh..."

Jonghyun grabs Kibum's wrist to pull him from beneath Taemin. "Get off of him."

"Ooh, Jonghyun is in love with his little pet," Taemin sings and takes Minho's hand. "Come on, Ming. Let's leave the love vamps alone."

Jinki smiles sheepishly at Jonghyun and Kibum and follows Minho and Taemin out of the apartment.

"They seem..." Kibum struggles for a word. "...interesting?"

[somaybeimbiased]

Shut up.

Taekey please! Kibum is in love with Taemin. But they are friends. So when they are playing Truth or Dare in their company of friends one day, Kibum's dare is to kiss someone(french kiss). He chooses Taemin. Thanks!  -Anon

It was going to be a good night, he could feel it.

Cast parties were always either really fun, or really boring. There wasn’t usually an in between. Kibum had just come to the conclusion that this one was one of the boring ones. They had a smaller cast of around 13 people, so there were good opportunities to make the night memorable, but everyone was just sitting around Jonghyun’s basement talking. Most of his friends were there; Jinki, Jjong, Minho, Krystal, Luna, and of course, Taemin.

Little Taemin, their sophomore dance prodigy with the voice on an angel. There was no wonder why the underclassmen had made the small cast of the musical with a good part. Kibum had had a crush on the younger blond ever since he took the dance solo from him in his freshman year.

Taemin was currently sat on the floor next to Jongin and Ravi inhaling a few slices of pizza Jonghyun’s mom had bought them for a late dinner.

It was an hour into the party, everyone but Jinki was finished eating, and Kibum decided it was time to spice things up. Jjong’s parents had gone out, his sister was at a friend’s house, so Kibum figured no one would mind if they had a little fun. What’s the worst that could happen?

“What does everyone say to a game of good ol’ truth or dare?” Kibum proposed, speaking up over the small conversations through the room. He noticed a few people perk up, and a few groan which made him smirk. EVeryone knew that Kibum gave out the worst dares for people, because he knew what everyone’s secrets were and he could make them do what he wanted if given the chance.

A general consensus of the group decided they would play no limit truth or dare. Everyone moved into a somewhat deformed circle while Jonghyun ran into the kitchen to grab an empty bottle of wine. Once everyone was finished shuffling around Jjong put the bottle in the middle of the floor and plopped himself down next to Jinki.

“I’ll go first.” Kibum said with a wicked grin, spinning the bottle to have it land on Krystal. She groaned loudly from her spot beside Luna on the couch.

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” She answered quickly.

“Fuck marry kill, Taemin Jongin and Ravi.” Kibum said without missing a beat.  Krystal’s eyes widened for a second and she blushed.

“Fuck Taem, marry Jongin, and sorry Ravi….” she said after thinking for a few moments. Jongin and Taemin high fived and made fun of Ravi while Krystal took her turn, landing on Minho.

“Dare me.” Minho said immediately.

Krystal took a couple seconds to think before smirking.

“I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with Jonghyun.” She said. Minho’s jaw dropped.

“Getting so dirty so soon?” Jonghyun said quietly, a blush staining his cheeks. Krystal nodded, “Now unless Minho wants the penalty, I suggest you two make your way to the closet. And don’t forget to spin before you go lovebirds” She teased, flashing them a cheeky smile. Minho visibly gulped at the thought of the punishment. Whoever didn’t complete the dare had to run down to the street light at the end of the block and back in the nude while screaming a phrase chosen by the other members. He nodded and stood, Jonghyun also standing. He bent down and spun the bottle, it landing on Ravi signaling that the turn was passed onto him. Jonghyun then pulled Minho into the closet and they shut the door behind them.

Ravi moved forwards and spun the bottle, everyone watching it land on Taemin. He snickered and turned to the younger sitting beside him. “Truth or dare Taem?”

“Hmm, dare, and make it a good one.” He grinned.

Within an hour the game had escalated; Minho and Jonghyun came back with puffy lips and messy hair, Luna and Ravi and given Jinki multiple hickeys on his thighs, Jongin got to change all of Krystal’s social media profile pictures and bios to “daddy’s girl” with a picture of Taemin in drag, which had also happened. And now Taemin was currently sat in Kibum’s lap due to yet another bland dare via Jinki.

Taemin spun the bottle and it landed on Minho.

“Truth or dare?” Taemin asked him, flashing him a cheeky grin.

“I know your tricks you little shit, I choose truth.”

“How big is your dick?” Taemin replied immediately followed by a gasp from Jonghyun and a choke from Minho.

“Umm, do I have to an-”

“Yes, let’s hear it Mango” Kibum cut in, teasing the younger.

Minho huffed, “I’m like, 16 centimeters, okay?” he said quickly before turning to hide his blushing face in the arm of the couch.

Taemin’s jaw dropped and he turned to Jonghyun, “Not bad.” He said, sending him a wink.

Minho sighed and then spun the bottle, fuming in embarrassment towards Taemin and Kibum.

The bottle landed on Kibum, and Minho didn’t even have to ask, because Kibum had a rule of only accepting dares.

“Bum, I dare you to chose the person you find the most attractive in the room, and then you have to make out with each other for ten minutes.”

Kibum blinked at him, as if processing what he just said, “But you and Jjong only had to do that for like, 7 minutes.”

“Don’t dish it out if you can’t handle it.” the younger teased him with a smirk.

“Fine. fine. Come on Taemin.” Kibum said quietly, pushing Taemin up and off of him at the same time.

“Me and you?” Taemin asked, confused.

“Yeah, you’re the second most attractive one in this room, behind me of course.” Kibum said, winking at the younger before pulling himself up as well. He heard a few people whispering, but his gaze was fixed on Minho, glaring at him. Him and Jinki were the only ones he’d told about his infatuation with the younger male. And it had just backfired on him because he knew that if he didn’t pick Taemin, Minho would’ve called him out. Sometimes he really hated how spiteful Minho could be.

Kibum pulled Taemin with him into Jonghyun’s closet they used for these things, it only had a cabinet of blankets in it, so no one ever really complained. They heard the door shut behind them and click with the lock. Who knew how long the others would keep them in there.

“Kibummie, you don’t have to do this is you don’t want, we could just, like pretend.” Taemin offered, noticing that Kibum was putting off an awkward aura.

“Hell no, I’m no coward Taeminnie, I’m hot and you’re hot, and this is a dare, so let’s just enjoy it, yeah?” Kibum said, and the only response he got was a barely visible head nod from Taemin. At least that shut him up.

Kibum slowly ran his hands up Taemin’s sides and then pushed the younger up against the wall, pinning him there. “You’re so hot Tae, you know that?” He purred in a low voice before connecting their lips. This wasn’t the first time they’d kissed, but it would be the first time they made out, dare or not.

They quickly fell into a rhythm, keeping it pg for now. Kibum had Taemin pushed against the wall, one hand on his hip, and the younger had one hand on the nape of Kibum’s neck and the other was being held against the wall by Kibum. They moved in sync, breathing through their noses and pressing against each other.

Kibum was the first to make a move, gliding his tongue against Taemin’s lips and he was accepted easily, Taemin’s mouth falling open slightly, now pressing open-mouthed kisses against the elder’s lips. Kibum probed his tongue inside of Taemin’s mouth, tasting the cherry coke Taemin had had moments prior to the closet. He quickly found Taemin’s tongue and rubbed he rubbed his tongue against it. He took his time exploring Taemin’s mouth as they made out, running along the younger’s teeth, lips, tongue and the roof of his mouth. After a few minutes they disconnected, panting. Not moments later Taemin pulled Kibum back in, taking control this time, slipping his tongue into the surprised boy’s mouth. He hummed into the kiss as their tongues danced inside Kibum’s mouth. Kibum whined softly and pushed Taemin harder against the wall, their bodies flush against each other, gripping the younger’s loose shirt so keep him close. Taemin’s hands ruined Kibum’s hair as he got them tangled as they kissed.

As their kiss became more intense and heated, Kibum felt more and more like he wanted to strip the younger teen and take him there, but he had more self control than that.  They felt each other give completely into the passion and twinge of lust in their kiss, and just as the slight sliver of tension was melting away the door flung open and there was a bright flash of light. Kibum jumped away from Taemin, both of them wiping at their mouths. Kibum turned towards the door right away and scowled at Minho who had opened the door, and at Jonghyun who had taken a picture with his phone

“Dicks.” He hissed, pushing past them to sit down in the circle again.

Taemin grinned and whispered to Jonghyun, “Send that to me.” quietly as he passed by. Then he went right over to Kibum who was pouting, and he plopped himself down back in his lap cutely.

“You’re cute when you pout.” He teased, poking the elder’s cheek.

“Shut up.”

“Make me.” Taemin said thinking that he was on a roll today with good comebacks.

What he did not expect was Kibum to kiss the smirk off of his face, truly making him shut up.

A/N I hope you enjoyed a high school SHINee AU kind of thing. It was inspired by this one wild cast party I went to once. 

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