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“Oh, fuck,” Jinki moans out of pure frustration when they come in view of the glass doors of the airport exit. He’s tired as hell from all the flights, and has/had not a sliver of energy to put on makeup or let the coordi-noonas put any on his face. 

But he should have. 

Because there’s a horde of fans outside waiting for them. He genuinely wasn’t expecting this much. Taemin and Minho both snicker at his misfortune, the shits.

Time to turtle. He pulls up his hood as they get ready to exit, tries to find a happy medium between just simply holding something over his face and pulling the drawstrings so far that he’s faceless. This is just embarrassing; he doesn’t even have sunglasses on. Kibum, the cute devil, sends him a light smile from over his shoulder before the doors open, and Jinki immediately ducks his head.

This works out pretty well for a bit; he waves at people as they pass and kind of tries to just pretend like he’s not self-conscious and just playing cool. But then they have to stall for a bit because the van hasn’t arrived, yet, and god damn, the strain from his backpack is starting to make his neck ache with how far he’s craning it downward. 

He needs refuge, and fast.

The first and most pleasing option that he thinks of is the broad expanse of Kibum’s shoulders. He’s tall and comfortable, the perfect height for Jinki to just sort of nestle in and hide out. Plus, the fans eat that kind of shit up; speaking of, he sees Onbom’s fansite noona in the crowd. This is for you, Onbom, he thinks (yet it’s also sort of for himself).

So that’s what he decides on, ultimately–the leader takes a couple of steps forward and does exactly what he wants. He burrows like the bunny he supposedly is into Kibum’s shoulder. 

There’s only a split second before Kibum is inevitably spooked by Jinki’s action (he really should have warned him beforehand, dammit). But in that split second, Jinki is able to take a small sniff of Kibum’s new cologne and, on a whim, press a small, warm kiss on the younger’s shoulder. 

Was that a little too flirty?

Oops. 

Kibum’s head whips around and he lets out a small “What the–” before Jinki backs up a bit. Kibum looks at him for a second before turning back around, almost too quickly. The fans around them are squealing and yelling their names, and Jinki is reduced to smirks. 

Especially when he sees the red tips of Kibum’s ears. He’ll probably smack him for that, later. Or maybe he’ll just return the favor. 

ref: x/x

“Hey, Taemin,” Jonghyun pokes at the younger’s side, looking around subtly for fans with cameras. “Any chance you’d be willing to hold my bag?”

Taemin gives him a dubious look, one filled with the full effect of the disbelief and unwillingness he expected before asking. But Jonghyun has his reasons. It’s a heavy bag. He bought like, five books. And he’s already carrying more than Taemin. And his arms hurt. “You can do it yourself, hyung. I may be your boyfriend, but that doesn’t make me your pack mule.”

8) talk about the thing you are most proud of 

i guess i’m proud of my ability to learn languages pretty fast and i know english and chinese fluently ( i was already able to speak it nd i guess that helped me learn how to write/read faster too ) and im learning korean and it feels really nice that im gradually improving ^3^ learning new words or phrases once in a while hehe

11) talk about the best dream you’ve ever had

hahaha it’s that one dream about going to see the northern lights w taemin,,,,,,god im so delusional,,,like i remember we went north and idk if it was watching an ice rink show or sth or the northern lights but it was outdoors and it was dark n taem backhugged me nd then the scene flashes to us skipping on the sidewalk with our fingers interlocked uwu nd he was wearing that qt coat he wore in switzerland when he was eating da snow 

24) talk about something someone told you that meant a lot

1. What was my inspiration for this fic? How did it come to me?

uh...i sound so cheesy lmao, but really just thinking about how sometimes people “replace” their partners and don’t see the next person as a full human. whether it’s a rebound kind of thing, or leaving for a way younger partner...just the idea of replacement in general, i guess, especially when it happens quick. the way someone can project all their desires onto the other person and not really see them for who they are, because they're chasing some idea of a perfect partner, and that ends with them treating the other person shitty for not meeting their “expectations.” with how the fic went, i did have abusive expectations kind of explicitly in mind - taems wanted clone jong to be original jong, and he didn’t really care about his own interests or personality that much. the fact that clones are so looked down on only exacerbated his shitty behavior, because it gave him more of an excuse to justify himself.

i just smiled so wide i think i broke my mouth 

vixx - love letter

Raspberry Rhapsody - FLiP (i showed you this song uwu)

I Am - Cherry Boom

Telephone - Who the Bitch