#shinee onkey

The diner isn't much, just a small place with a few booths and a counter. The white tiles and harsh lighting makes Jinki's head spin. He can barely concentrate on the menu, his head is pounding.

"Here. I'm sure they'll bring us some water."

Kibum hands him a bottle of aspirin, it was the first time Jinki noticed his nails were painted black. It seemed like such a harsh color for his complexion.

"You carry around aspirin?"

Jinki carefully opens the bottle and pours two out, careful not to make too much noise. The waitress comes over with water and the menus.

"Back here again aye? With a new man no less. You want the usual?"

Kibum looks unphased. His cool confidence was addictive. Jinki could hardly keep his mouth closed as he swallowed his medicine.

"What would you like sir?"

Jinki was too caught up in Kibum that he didn't even look at the menu.

"Uh I'll just have a waffle, thank you."

In the horrible lighting of this diner, Jinki can't help but memorize every detail of Kibum. His pouty lips, a soft pink to compliment their fullness. His bright eyes, reflecting the lights in their endless pools. His eyebrows even, a scar right down the end. There really isn't anyone Jinki has ever seen that has taken his breath away so effortlessly. He couldn't help but watch as the boy in front of him takes a sip of water. Watching his delicate lips touch the glass, a twinge of something in his heart. He knows this feeling all too well, jealousy. Before he could let it linger he looks away, trying not to get caught.

"Drink more water. It'll help the dehydration you're already fighting up against. Say what's with you anyway? What the fuck are you even running from?"

Jinki didn't know what to say. He didn't even understand what he was feeling or his motives. One moment he was sipping champagne at a banquet hall with his family and other business partners and the next minute he's wandering into a bar seeing Key and listening to his siren song.

"Well it doesn't matter. I'm just glad our paths crossed tonight."

Kibum reaches out his hand and lightly brushes it against Jinki's. The electricity comes back, stronger this time. Kibum and Jinki can no longer ignore what is happening here. Kibum is the first to pull away, embarrassed by the sudden feeling. Jinki lingers in the spot, hoping to feel the electricity again.  The waitress walks up with their food and so he slides his hand away. The smell of fresh dough and butter hitting him and suddenly he is very aware of his empty stomach. Kibum chuckles as he watches Jinki practically drool all over his face. He picks up a fry and carefully takes a bite, hoping to tease the boy across from him. This wasn't unusual for Kibum, he usually was seducing some older man for his money anyway. Jinki is too busy tearing this poor waffle to shreds so Kibum gives up. 

"Ya. It will still be there." 

Jinki looks up at Kibum, pieces of waffle stuck to his face. He reaches for a napkin and wipes his face. 

"Ah sorry. Where are my manners." 

Jinki puts down his silverware and looks at Kibum, his mouth closing in on a french fry. He looks down again, the jealous feeling coming back. His whole face way heating up and he hoped he hadn't noticed him blushing.  They eat in silence, neither one of them could form a question to ask. Jinki's mind was running wild, who was this mysterious "Key" and why is he taking care of him? Kibum was asking him the same question but he decided to let it go and take a huge bite of his burger. 

"Jinki-" 

JInki throws his head up, seeing the boy across from him making very intense and pointed eye contact with him. Hearing his name made his heart race. 

"Yes?" 

"Why this club? Telling from all this expensive shit you've had to walked a long way." 

Jinki couldn't process an answer, but tried his best to make up some bullshit. 

"Well when you're drunk time and space kinda just float away don't they?" 

Kibum leans closer to him, a fry in between his delicate fingers. 

"I know bullshit." 

Kibum slides the fry in his open lips, teasing Jinki further. He turns a beet red and looks down at the table. 

"Oh don't be that way, we're just friends sharing food." 

Kibum's tone had changed, it was sly. Like a fox slinking toward their prey, Jinki soon realized he was the prey Kibum had set his eyes on. 

"What? You're not gonna share?" 

Kibum points to his waffle and Jinki gets redder. He cuts a small piece, making no eye contact with Kibum. He holds the fork at arms length and looks at the floor. He sneaks a glance at Kibum's lips careful take the whole bite in his mouth, smirking the whole time. Kibum bursts out into laughter as Jinki gets more worked up. 

"What was that for? 

"Oh please don't act like you didn't enjoy it. I'm just having a little bit of fun."

"Well it was embarrassing."

"As embarrassing as drooling over me on stage and fighting back a hard on?" 

"I did NOT get a hard on! I don't even know or like you!" 

Kibum turns directly to Jinki and leans over until their faces are inches apart.

"But I make you curious don't I?"