Movie Night
I came up with this idea when Onew was on the radio or something, and he said he got his inspiration for writing songs from chick flicks and romantic comedies and stuff.Â
So here's some onkey!
P.S. Please give me feedback! I would like to know what I am doing right and what I am doing wrong. ~^^
     Tonight was a perfect night to watch something while the others were out. He almost never got an opportunity to watch on the flat screen with surround sound. He quickly went to Key’s room to find something sappy. While fumbling through the clothes on Key’s top bunk, the movie Notting Hill fell to the ground. Onew knew the blonde was obsessed with the film, and he had watched it a few times before. Recently he had been thinking a lot about Key, even in his dreams he would imagine Key replacing the lead actress in some of his favourite romantic films, and give himself the male lead. Onew usually tried to ignore these thoughts, but it was getting more and more difficult. Seeing the younger constantly didn’t help either. It started with the little things, maybe how Key’s hair was styled that day, or the way his lips looked when he laughed, but then it got worse when he noticed he enjoyed the playful banter and diva side of Key. Falling in love with someone’s body was a lot easier to ignore than falling in love with their personality. Onew pushed these thoughts aside as he got the movie ready. While the movie started up he grabbed some snacks and plopped down on the couch. The movie was exactly what he needed to unwind, but by the time the characters met each other he had curled up and fallen asleep on the couch. Onew was off in dreamland, imagining Key was this incredibly famous actor, and he was running a shop where they happened to meet. He was in such a deep sleep he didn’t hear Key enter to dorm only ten minutes later.
       Key saw the leader asleep on the couch while Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts held some playful banter on the screen. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him draped over the couch. Key had always admired Onew from afar, he just didn’t have the heart to try and get any closer to the leader. The greatest fear he had was messing the dynamic between the members. Usually he would avoid situations like this, where he could easily get close to Onew in a setting like this because he feared what he would say, or how he would act. However tonight was different, he knew how Onew wanted to keep his fondness for the sappy films hidden, so he sat down next to his head and pretended that he had been there the whole time incase another member came home. After Key sat down, he noticed how the older boy was in a very deep sleep. It had been a long week, and Key just wanted to find some comfort, so he allowed himself to pet the head of the leader, moving Onew’s head into his lap. Key felt the soft hair under his fingertips as he tried to smooth out the spots where there was still some hair gel, and he quickly became entranced with the movie. The film was about halfway through when Key felt Onew shift under his hand making Key pull his hand away. Onew shivered and curled up, pressing his head into Key’s thigh as he tried to get warm. Key felt a smile form at the corners of his mouth, and started to rub Onew’s side to help warm it up.
       At Key’s touch, the leader started to wake up more, looking for the source of the soft caresses. Key felt Onew lift his head and quickly pulled away again. He looked straight at the screen, pretending he didn’t notice the leader stir.
       “Kibum?” Onew groggily addressed the younger. “When did you get here?”
       Key looked down at the squinting boy. “During the first kiss scene. You must have been watching something else and then this came on afterwards,” Key grinned, and winked. Onew was sitting up by this point, looking at Kibum intently as he talked. “Do you really think I don’t know about your little attachment to these movies? You always forget to return these dvd’s to my room, I have to go rummaging through your stuff to find anything. You really should ask you know.” Key kept berating Onew about borrowing the movies, but Onew just thought he was talking too much. The elder then leaned in and lightly kissed Key on the cheek making the younger stop dead in his tracks. “Oh,” Key said, looking next to him, and into the elder’s eyes. He noticed the leader blush, and he decided it was now or never. Key grabbed the back of Onew’s neck and started to lightly press kisses onto the elder’s plush lips. Onew then took the initiative, and wrapped his arm around Keys waist, pulling him closer. Key didn’t particularly like Onew taking control, so he lightly pushed Onew until the two were lying on the couch together with Key on top. They continued with the light kisses, but never deepened them. The two were too tired to add any more passion than they could muster, and the two quickly fell into a deep sleep with Key hugging Onew’s waist, only to be woken up by Minho yelling at Taemin for burning the rice for breakfast. Onew will never know what truly compelled him to kiss Kibum at that exact moment. Maybe it was his need for Key to stop talking, or maybe he had a feeling in his gut that Key had similar feelings, but Onew never regretted that first kiss.
