Genre: Smut/ Romance
Rating: NC17

This is a little scenario I’ve written especially for my dearest Celia unnie. It is a Jonghyun scenario. ^^

It is an extension from the tiny bits of ask fics I’ve sent you. I hope you like it, and Happy Birthday once again. <3

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Under the facade of whipped cream, it was actually a beautiful mixture of a few different types of cakes. There is your favorite nutella cheesecake, oreo chocolate mousse cake, apricot yoghurt cake and strawberry shortcake. It was heavenly. Key fed you, and you fed him. It was the best cake you have ever eaten in your life. Of course, you also kissed his face clean afterwards. The day flew past in the blink of an eye, and Key had to go home. 

“Remember to drink water, and don’t walk around too much. Your head is slightly concussed, for your information,” Key informed, packing his things, before proceeding to clear up the rubbish the two of you created earlier. 

“Neh, text me when you are home, oppa,” you said, laying back down on the bed. 

“Of course,” Key walked over and lightly pecked your forehead and your nose, patting your head. “Sleep well so that they can discharge you tomorrow, and you can finally wash my new shirt!” 

My god! This idiot! He is still bearing the grudge about the fact that you have dirtied his newest shirt yesterday! You frowned. Key laughed.

“Okay, I really have to go now, bye!” Key waved to you at the door before he left. 

You stared at the ceiling when he left, feeling really bored without him to keep you entertained. You started making out pictures in the ceiling. One bird, one boy, one snake, one crescent, siamese twins, a tree, a key… 

Just then, your phone alert for text message rang. It was Key.

I have just reached home. ^^ Now go to sleep. I am sleeping soon too. <3

You smiled, typing in a message in reply to Key.

Neh, goodnight oppa. Sweet dreams! ^^ <3

Almost immediately, Key replied.

Chocolate dreams. See you in lalaland. (:

You couldn’t resist the “Aww~” from escaping your lips. You sent some hearts back to him as a reply.

<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

Maybe you should do something for him. But what? Your face immediately lit up as you thought of something. You quickly dug out some pens and a piece of paper, and started preparing a gift for Key. You were sure that he would like it. You are such a genius, you thought to yourself.

You then placed your phone and the gift down at the nightstand, and made yourself comfortable. Thinking back about what happened earlier today, you realized that a ton of things have just happened. He confessed to you today. He kissed you for the first time today. He called you his girl today. You announced that he is your boyfriend today. He bought a ring for you today. You prepared something for him today. This day, it must be the best day in your life today. You smiled to yourself as you slowly closed your eyes to sleep. 

~~~

You woke up when you felt sunshine on your face. You stretched, looking at the clock. It was 5pm. What? You actually slept for so long? You were surprised at your own sleeping ability. 

You then checked your phone, and realized that Key has sent you a message. 

I will be coming over at around 5pm today. See you later! <3

You smiled, looking at the gift that you had prepared for him last night. Maybe you should pretend to sleep, so that he can discover the gift himself. You praised yourself silently for coming up with such a brilliant idea. You then lay down again, pretending to be asleep while waiting for Key to arrive. 

A few minutes later, you heard knocking on the door, then the creaking open of it. He is here! You could hardly contain your excitement. 

“Yah yah yah, ______-ah!! It is time to wake up, you lazy little pig!!” Key shook you, holding your hand. Oh no, you thought, please don’t blush. You then heard him sigh, throwing his bag down against the nightstand. “Aigoo, ______-ah, why is your nightstand so messy, I am your boyfriend not your maid, I really…” 

He suddenly stopped. Oh yes! He saw the gift you prepared for him. Finally. You wanted to open your eyes so badly to witness what is happening right now. You swear that the next few minutes of silence almost killed you. Oh god, please react soon, you thought. I am about to die from curiosity!

“Pabo,” Key mumbled, and you heard the folding of paper. “even if you were the least poisonous drug on the face of Earth, I would still love you forever,” Key mumbled, sitting down on the armchair. 

Oh my, you could cry hearing that. But no. It is time to wake up.

“Key oppa…” you started, smiling up at his face. “so how do you like my gift?”

Key glared at you. “So you have been awake the whole time, huh? Nice planning.” 

“Yah!! You are not answering my question!” you exclaimed, sitting up in bed. 

“The ring belonged to me right from the start,” Key stated matter-of-factly, folding his arms. 

“It is the thought that counts, okay! I wrote the letter with all my heart and soul! I put in so much effort I could remember the letter word for word!” you explained, punctuating the last point with a pout on your face. 

“Jinjja? Recite it, I shall check,” A mischievous smile played on Key’s lips, as he retrieved the letter from his back pocket.

You cleared your throat and started reciting, confidence emitting from your voice. 

“Key oppa, now that you have locked my heart up solely for you, I shall also make you my sole property. I am the most addictive drug in the world, I will make you addicted to being in love with me, and you shall fall harder for me as the days pass. I am poisonous too, poisonous and beautiful as the ivy, so this ring shall represent how poisonous and addictive I am, and warn other guys about me. I will always love you. Sincerely, __________.” 

You stuck out your chin in pride, challenging Key to find fault in your recitation. Key smiled, slipping the ring into your hands. “You tried so hard to keep this ring away from me, it only makes sense if you put in on for me, am I right?” You nodded, putting the ring onto his fingers. The game is not going to end here, it will not end. The love game will stand the test of time. 

“Ah, _________-ah! Pack your stuff! You can finally be discharged!” Key exclaimed, jumping up from the armchair. “I almost thought that the hospital was going to keep you here forever!”

You shot a laser glare at Key. How dare he say this kind of rubbish! Key gave you a silly grin as a response. You lost. 

The next thirty minutes were spent trying to find things like your bedroom slippers, socks and earpiece. Key couldn’t stop nagging about how disorganized you were. He was seriously the guy that nags most so far. You silently prayed to all the higher beings in this world, hoping that he could nag less sometimes. Finally, you were done packing, and Key carried your haversack for you while walking together to complete the discharge procedure. 

As the two of you walked through the glass doors of the hospital, Key turned and asked you,”______-ah, where do you stay? Let’s take a cab back to your place.” You nodded, as you told him your address. 

“Ah, that is not very far from our school, isn’t it?” Key flagged for a cab, then opened the door for you to get in first. 

You fell asleep on the cab, lying on Key’s lap. You were really too tired, despite sleeping so much the previous night. 

~~~

It was already dark outside when you woke up. Apparently Key carried you back into your apartment. It has been ages since you last fell asleep somewhere other than your bed and magically ‘teleported’ back to your bed. You smiled.

“Ah, ______-ah, you are finally awake! You are such a pig,” Key teased, poking his head in from the doorway. “I love your room, by the way. Such a pretty shade of pink!” You laughed.

“Of course, look at whose room this is! Hahaha!” you have always been proud of your room. You painted it by yourself anyway. You have every reason in the world to be proud of it. 

Just then, the food radar in your nose sent powerful alerts to your brain, as it detected a pure heavenly, amazing, appetizing smell diffusing into your room from the kitchen. Your face lit up in happiness.

“Omooo!! You can cook!! You can cook my favorite food!!” It was amazing. It smelled so familiar you could almost feel yourself travel through time, back to those times when you were still a blissful kid, doted on by your dearest parents… You sighed. If only they were still around, then they would be able to meet this amazing guy. If only… if only your parents were still around… Your face fell, and your eyes started brimming with tears.

“Of course, I am the almighty Key, who is able to do anything!” Key exclaimed in a cheery tone, completely oblivious of your change in mood. It was only when a tear fell onto your cheek when he became aware of it. 

”_______-ah, what happened? Why are you crying?” Key rushed to your bedside, worry written all over his face. You shook your head, but more tears fell from your eyes. Key hugged you silently, until your sobs subsided. He then leaned back to look closely at your face, before kissing away all the tears on it. He then quietly held your hand and helped you out of the bed, leading you into the dining room. There, sitting piping hot on the marble dining table, were two plates of carbonara with dory fish, mussels and tiger prawns. Rose petals were scattered all over the other end of the table. It was a beautiful sight to behold. Key then pulled out your chair for you to sit down. After sitting himself down opposite you, he leaned in and asked slowly, “so… why did you cry suddenly just now?”

You inhaled slowly, and spoke. “I was a very lucky girl, with awesome parents who dote on me a lot, giving me everything that I want, and always being with me. They cooked the best seafood carbonara, and I have never eaten anything close to what they cook, it was too good. They knew I loved eating it, so they always cooked it for me, no matter how far they had to travel in order to get every single ingredient required. Then… ” You had to stop. Your tear ducts become hyperactive whenever you think about your parents. 

“And then?” Key questioned curiously. 

You blinked hard before continuing. “I really shouldn’t have made them think I love that dish so much, I really shouldn’t!!! One fateful day, when my parents were out getting the ingredients, it started raining so heavily that it was impossible to look at anything further than a meter away from you. No kidding. Then… then… that night, in the midst of my hunger and disappointment, I received a call from the hospital. My parents… they died in a car accident. A truck crashed into their car. I… I…  i never ate seafood carbonara ever again. Until today…”

You looked up at Key, and realized that he has leaned in closer to you. “_______-ah, from today onwards, I shall dote on you and be with you always like your parents used to. I shall cook seafood carbonara with you every weekend, we shall buy the ingredients and cook it together. No matter what happens, we will always be together then. You are my favorite drug, I will never let anyone have you. As for you, you have already locked yourself out from the rest of the world. No one else will have access to you, no one will ever be addicted then. Only I will be in love with you, forever and always. Jagiya, I love you.”

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you felt Key’s lips press against yours, lightly sucking on your lower lip. It wasn’t soft and gentle like before, it was hot and passionate this time. You kissed him back, as you felt the surrounding temperature rise from the passion burning within the both of you, lips smashing, tongues clashing, teeth nipping; it was an explosion caused by the chemistry between the two of you. 

When you finally broke the kiss to breathe, Key reached out for the wine bottle, and poured it out for the both of you. “Let’s drink in celebration of our love, may this wine wind up the twines of love, and keep us bound together till the end of time,” Key said, as he raised the glass to yours. 

With a soft “clink” of the wine glasses, the two of you drank in celebration of your love game that will stand the test of time, forever and always. 

Key broke the kiss, and the two of you stood in the doorway, breathing hard. He led you into the ward and closed the door behind you, then sat you down on the bed and took his seat on the couch.

“Jinjja?” Key asked, looking at you curiously.

“What?” What is it that he is so curious about? 

“You… said that I am your boyfriend. Jinjja?” Key asked cautiously, all the while studying your face. 

You grinned. He thought you were just trying to blast Jiwook away with this excuse. “Neh Key, don’t you believe me?” you asked, looking at the paper bag Key was holding. “What’s in that paper bag?”

“Oh, that?” Key smiled as he removed a big box from the paper bag. You recognized it immediately as the box from your favorite bakery. You sat up straight immediately, excited. “Tadaaah~~” Key opened the cover of the box, and you squealed in joy at what you saw in the box. A cake covered in whipped cream and baby blue icing appeared in sight. The blue icing spelt out “I love you”, and something else that cannot be seen from your angle.

“Yah! Stop peeking!” Key shielded the cake from your view, laughing. 

“Isn’t it meant for me?” you questioned. 

Key laughed, and you swore you could see a light pink blush stain his high cheekbones. “Well, ______-ah,” he suddenly said in a soft tone, “I will give this to you if you… you…” he hesitated, scratching the back of his neck shyly. 

“What?” you were going to die of curiosity. What does he want this time, this idiot!!

“Er… call… call me Key oppa,” Key said, and reached up to ruffle his hair. “Ahhhh hurry up, _____-ah! My face is going to burn into ashes! I can’t!”

You laughed. You laughed so hard you had problems breathing. “Hahahahha oh my god, this, this, this is so funny, Key oppa, help me, oh no, hahahahahha!!” You clutched the pillow to your tummy, trying to ease the pain that is building up from your crazy laughter. Key grabbed your shoulders and shook you, a sparkle spinning out from the pupil of his eyes.

“You called me oppa? You did? Ahhhh oh I am so happy, oh dear god!!” Key threw his hands up in the air and jumped around the room. You could see the mirth emitting from his eyes, you were affected by it too. You laughed at how childish he was behaving. Key then walked over to the table, and lifted the cake up to your face. “______-ah, this cake is for you, I hope you enjoy it!” He then stuffed the box into your hands, then threw your blanket over his face. “Why am I so cheesy, ahhhhhh!” 

You looked at the cake. You smiled, and immediately agreed with Key; he was being too cheesy today. He must have eaten too much cheese, you thought, then immediately laughed at yourself for being so retarded.

“Yah, what are you laughing at?! Read aloud what is written on the cake!” Key demanded, blushing crimson from being embarrassed by his own cheesiness. 

“I love you. I love how you are still so beautiful and captivating even when doing aegyo~” you cringed as you read it, your fingers and toes curling up dramatically. “Oppa! Why are you so cheesy today, oh dear!” 

“Oh, I don’t know!” Key ruffled up his hair, then strolled behind you to hug you from behind your back. “Let’s eat the cake together, _______-ah,” he whispered against your ear, breath tickling lightly against your earlobes. You closed your eyes and nodded, a light blush decorating your cheeks. Just as you were going to drift off deeper into fantasies, Key suddenly smeared a cold finger on your cheek, and ran away. What did he put on your face?! You wiped your cheek with your hand and looked at it. What! He smeared whipped cream on your face!! You immediately put the cake down on the table, placed both your hands onto the cake, ensuring that they are well covered in whipped cream. You then dashed towards Key and cupped his face with your cream covered hands. 

“PABO!!!!!! I shall give you facial!!!” you yelled into his face and giggled as you ran onto the bed and hid under the blankets. 

“I will make you regret this, I am coming for you!!!” Your blanket was suddenly lifted, and Key’s cream covered face came into view. “Did you think that only you had hands?? I HAVE IT TOO!!~” Key then wiped his hands all over your face, giving you a perfect cream “mask”. 

“How do you like this, _______-ah? Hmmmm?” Key cocked his head and smirked at you dangerously, fingers playing on your chin as if it was part of a piano. 

“Oh oppa, how can you try to be prettier than me? I am so sadddd… so sadddd…” you pouted, wrinkling up your nose. 

Key laughed hysterically, his cream covered face contorted into a mess. “You can’t deny that my face is so yeppeo, neh?” Key said in a girlish voice, patting both sides of his face lightly. 

You giggled, slapping Key’s shoulder. “What is wrong with you? Change a brain, seriously!! Hahahaha!!!” 

Key scoffed. “Neh, like your brain is any better!!” He suddenly pulled out his phone from his pocket, and waved it at you. “Yah yah yah, let’s take a selca to celebrate this happy day where two retards unite!! Lalalala~” he skipped over to sit beside you lifting the phone up to take a selca. “1, 2, 3!” You smiled your best smile, and reached up to grab the phone, wanting to look at the picture. However, Key snatched the phone away from you and stuck out his tongue.

“You can’t reach it~” Key waved the phone above you for awhile, before laughing at your sulking face and handing over  the phone to you. You beamed and snatched the phone over, excited to look at the funny photo. 

“Omooooo hahahaha we look like retards, oppa!!” you exclaimed, amused. Wait. This phone feels weird. Why does it have something- Oh! It is a connector ring!! You found a connector ring attached to the phone. You detached it and examined it closely. It was a connector ring of a vintage key. It was really pretty. Really really pretty.

“How do you like it?” Key asked, worried that you are taking so long. 

“Yes, but what is this for?”

“I want to be the Key to your happiness. I think it is the most important thing in life is to be happy. And I am the Key to your heart, so I have now officially locked it up to everyone else. You are now mine, and only mine, neh?” Key explained, slipping it onto your fingers. He then proceeded to place a peck on your cream-covered cheeks, then continued to lick and kiss all of the cream away. “My pretty _______-ah, let’s eat the cake properly now.” 

Key likes you.

He liked you? You were too stunned for words. The awkward silence hung in the room for few minutes. Key started peeling apples.

“What do you like about me?” you finally asked, still in a state of shock.

Key put down the apple and the knife, and looked up at you. “You. The real you. Being all cheeky and crazy, your bold emotions, the fact that you cut your own fringe, and still being so gorgeous no matter what kind of fringe frames your face. Also, the fact that you don’t use aegyo as often as you breathe. You have a good sense of style too.”

You smiled. He clearly had his way of talking. He was not trying to flatter you either. So, what about you? Do you like him too? 

“Erm, ________,” Key started, and hesitated. You motioned for him to continue. “I… have not finished changing all your dressings. May I continue?” You nodded. The diva strutted over to the basin to wash his hands before heading back to you with the dressing kit. “It will hurt a little… so bear with it, arasso? You can have these sweet apples to distract yourself,” he said, as he handed you a bowl full of apples cut into tiny bite-sized pieces. 

“Neh,” you whispered, as you put a piece of apple into your mouth. They were really sweet. As you watched Key change each and every of the dressings that he had yet to change, you started thinking back about the first time you met this guy. You have to admit that you have been attracted to him ever since you set your eyes on him. He was so flawless, so perfect, so wonderful, so amazing, you really never thought that he was approachable. All you did was say “Annyeong” to him. Pretty much nothing else. He was your greatest sexual frustration; even the slightest biting of his lip, random ruffling of his hair, even just adjusting his shirt, it was all sexy. He was cute as well, always randomly pouting, walking weirdly, and taking selcas with funny expressions. You have only admired him from a distance, until now.

Perhaps, you do like him. You just need time to realize it. 

“There, everything is done. The apples do work wonders, don’t they?” Key smiled up at you, as he prepared to dispose of the dressing kit. 

You nodded, and slowly finished up your apples as Key washed his hands again. He walked back, beaming at you. “So, that cake is a nutella cheesecake?”

“Neh. Why?” you asked, looking curiously at him. 

“Well, I like it,” he said, as he reached out for the box. He removed the fork attached and opened the box. 

“Eat,” Key said as he cut a small piece of cake for you. You opened your mouth to receive the piece of heaven of the heavens from the fork.

“Nahhhh I don’t want you to have it!~” Key retracted the fork from you and ate it with a grin so wide his face could break. “Oh my, this cake is so… so… so awesome!! Ah, I’m going faint from this delicious cake, ottoke?!” The diva began his drama, placing his hand on his forehead. 

“GIVE ME MY CAKE, YOU EVIL PERSON!!” you yelled, amused. Key lifted the cake high and out of your reach, and chanted, “Come get it kitty kitty, here, here, hereeee~~~” You giggled and stood up to grab the box from Key, but he raised it too high for you to reach it. How dare he keep your favorite cake out of your reach! He must be tired of living! Surely… a little aegyo would not hurt? 

You plopped back onto the bed and pouted. “Huff! You are such a bad person! Hmph!” 

Key stared at you and raised his eyebrow. He must be amused, you thought. “Give me back my cake, pretty please, with a cherry on top?” you begged, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

Suddenly, he put the box and the fork back onto the table. To your surprise, he turned to leave the ward.

“Key? Key? Yah Kim Kibum! Where are you going?!” you yelled, but he left and closed the door behind him. Did you just use too much aegyo that it disgusted him? You sighed. If only you haven’t decided to use aegyo. Damn your stupid brain.

You reached out for the box and started eating the cake by yourself. It tasted less good than you recalled it was. Minhee must have bought it from a cheaper shop. That cheapskate!!

Just then, you heard a knock on the door. Key is back!! You were so happy that you sprang up from the bed, not even bothering about the pain from all your wounds. 

“Yah Kim Kibum, where have you been!!” you yelled as you opened the door. 

”________-ah, I’m sorry, please forgive me, and get back together with me,” 

You glared at the person standing in the doorway. Kim Jiwook. That bastard. And you thought he was Key.  What the heck. You should have continued to lay in bed. You swear that one of your wounds have torn open again from your enthusiasm a few seconds ago.

“Leave,” you ordered coldly, as you skewered him with laser eyes. “You do not deserve to be forgiven. And what makes you think that I would want to get back with you? Fat hope!” you flung your hand at his face. “I know why you want me back together with you. Oh no, it is not because you love me, no, it is because you no longer have bragging rights with those friends of yours! You need me so that you can have something to boast about, but no, I won’t get toyed by you once again. I have had enough of you!!”

An applause sounded in the distance. “Well done, my girl,” a familiar voice said, as a figure moved closer towards you from the corridor. It was Key! You smiled. 

Jiwook turned back in surprise, and shot him a questioning look. “Your girl?” he scoffed, obviously displeased. Key shrugged nonchalantly, and walked towards you to take your hand. 

“Yes, I’m his girl. He is my boyfriend. Now leave, and don’t ever come back!” you announced with pride, as you dismissed him with those icy words of yours. 

Jiwook stood rooted to the ground, gnashing his teeth together as he glared at Key. 

“Oh, so you are not leaving? I’m sorry if we disgust you,” Key said sarcastically, as he tilted your chin and planted a sweet kiss onto your lips. 

Yes, you do like Key. You are proud to have him as your boyfriend. You are proud to have a boyfriend who will proudly announce that a girl with a terribly cut fringe with cuts all over her body and wearing a hospital gown is his girl. 

You kissed him back, tasting remnants of the nutella cheesecake on his lips, together with a sweet special taste that you can only describe as ‘uniquely Key’. He sucked on your lips gently, and whispered “I love you” against your lips. You smiled. The two of you kissed for as long as Jiwook stood there, until you heard him stomp angrily down the corridor, away from the two of you.

This chapter is dedicated to my dearest friend on tumblr, @labkey. She is an awesome friend, and I love her sosososososo much!!! :DDD <3 It has been great to know you dear. <3 ^^

“Mwoh? Why should I give it to you?” you questioned, frantically trying to hide the ring somewhere with actions that are not too obvious. He didn’t see the ring, did he? 

“What’s wrong with giving me your arm? It is time to change all of your dressings. The nurses here are forever too busy to deal with you,” he said, rolling his eyes. “I have no choice but to change all your dressings for you.” 

You watched him as he gently removed the micropore tape that secured the gauze to your wounds. It is weird to see someone who is usually so blunt and bitchy be so gentle. You smiled to yourself. It is a good idea to play this game after all. It showed you an entirely different side of Key. 

“Yah, what are you smiling about? You are secretly happy about having such a good looking guy change your dressings for you, huh?” he said, smirking. 

You rolled your eyes. “Ani, it wasn’t like that. I am smiling at how awesome I am. I still have your ring,” you lied, putting on a I-know-I-am-awesome smirk. You tried to ignore the heat you felt creeping up on your cheeks.

Just then, someone knocked on the door. “Come in,” you called, curious at who it could be.

The door literally flew open as Minhee bounded into the ward.

“OH MY POOR ______!! How are you feeling right now? Better?” Minhee asked, springing her arms apart and pulling you in for a tight hug. 

“Yes I am feeling much better dear,” you replied, happy that your best friend is finally here to see you. However, you could see Key glaring so sharply at Minhee that you started to fear that her face might slice up into pieces. “Yah! What’s with that glare Kim Kibum?” Ridiculous person! Does he not like Minhee that much? 

The diva rolled his eyes and folded his arms. “Someone can’t see that you are injured, I don’t understand why!” he complained, throwing his right hand up, then ruffling up his hair. 

Minhee smirked. “_______-ah…” she started dangerously. “what is it that I do not know about the two of you, huh?” 

“Nothing!” both you and Key exclaimed in unison. Oh god, you rolled your eyes. What’s with this coincidence?

Minhee stared hard at the both of you with a questioning look on her face. “Really? Oh I don’t believe the two of you.” She shook her head, as she took out a box from her bag. “_______-ah, this is your favorite Nutella cheesecake. Eat it soon!! I shall not disturb the two of you anymore, bye!” Minhee giggled as she dashed out of the ward. 

“Stupid girl,” you mumbled, as you reached out for the cake. Nutella cheesecake, my god. A piece of heaven of the heavens. You feel like you are the happiest person in the universe! You were going to open up the box in order to savor this amazing thing when Key grabbed you by the wrist.

“Yah!! What do you want? Being all jealous that Minhee could hug me but you can’t, and now this? What is wrong with you?” you flared up, clearly irritated by Key, who was being all ridiculous for the past 15 minutes. Ridiculous people are so damn annoying!!

Key relaxed his grip on your wrist, and you pulled it away from him. He looked hurt, as he sat back in the armchair. “I… I just didn’t want you to get further hurt. As far as I’m concerned, you are already greatly agonized by the pain. As for just now, I just wanted to finish changing all your dressing, before I feed you the cake.”

You looked down. You could feel something snap in you. What Key had just said resounded over and over in your head. 

“I… I just didn’t want you to get further hurt.” Why, why does he want to care?

“As far as I’m concerned, you are already greatly agonized by the pain.” Why is a guy so observant? 

“As for just now, I just wanted to finish changing all your dressing, before I feed you the cake.” Why does he want to do so much for you?

After having been born into this world for 17 years, you have never been truly cared for by any guy. Never at all. They simply treated you as a toy, or are simply superficially attracted to you by your beauty as a ulzzang. They treated you as an object to boost their ego, they treated you as someone they could boast around about. And that was all. What else were you to them? Nothing. Don’t mention about being concerned, they don’t even know what happens to you. Change your dressing? They’d probably cringe at the sight of your wounds, or yell at you for screaming and complaining so much due to the pain. Feed you cake? Oh don’t bother, they won’t even buy you a cake. 

So why? Why does this guy in front of you care so much? Is it even normal?

No one, no one has ever been like that to you before. Specifically, there has never been someone that you rarely communicate with who treats you this well. 

”_______? Are you okay?” Key knelt down to look at your face, concern written all over his face, worry pooling in his eyes. You could hold it in no longer, a tear fell from your eyes, and it dripped onto the floor.

“Nothing,” you tried to hide your face from his sight, but he lifted your chin to look at your face carefully. 

“Then why are you crying?” he questioned, as you felt tears stain the apples of your cheek. You scanned his feline features, and all of them emitted worry, care and concern. Yet, why is that so? This sparked a certain flame in you, causing you to explode from the past bad experiences with boys.

“Yah! Boys never care about me, all they do is like my face, my body, my hair, and nothing else basically!! They never care about me! They never bothered about my feelings! All they want is make themselves feel good! All they do is show me off to their friends, then I no longer have any use to them!! So, may I know, why are you caring? Why do they all not care about me, but only you do? Why? Are looks not important to you?My fringe is so screwed, aren’t you ashamed being by my side? Is ego not important to you? Go away, just go away!! I don’t need you to pretend, Key, just leave me alone!!! I have all the while been alone anyway, why don’t you just leave me alone too, no one cares, no one cares, NO ONE CARES!!! Damn it you can just leave now, I am such a shame to you anyway, I hate my…” Key pressed his lips against yours, ending your explosion abruptly.

He… he kissed you. You stared at him in disbelief. “Why…” you started to question him, but he placed his finger on your lips. With his other hand, he took a piece of tissue and gently wiped off the tears on your cheeks. 

“Pabo,” he whispered at your ear, breath tickling your earlobes. “I like you, _______, I always have. That’s why.” 

Throughout the rest of the lesson, you tried your best not to laugh out loud as you opened the many paper balls tossed at you simultaneously. They were obviously powered by immense frustration.

YAH! WHERE IS MY RING!

GIVE ME BACK MY RING!

IT COST ME A BOMB CONSIDERING ITS TINY SIZE!

SERIOUSLY, GIVE IT BACK TO ME! ):

You could no longer read them without giggling, so you simply collected all the paper balls and gathered them under your desk. Oh my, what a sight. You have never seen so many paper balls gathered at the same place before in your entire life. 

The lesson must have lasted a millennium before it finally ended. You had a hard time keeping the paper balls out of the teacher’s sight. 

“Yah ________! Give me back my ring!” Key yelled, dashing over to your desk.

“Merong,” you stuck out your tongue, as you picked up your bag and dashed out of the classroom, laughing so hard that you could not breathe right. You stopped near the stairs to drop your bag and catch your breath; you really laughed too much just now. You saw Key dashing towards you from the corner of your eye, so you immediately picked up your bag and dashed off without looking at where you are going. You know the school grounds well enough anyway. 

“Yah _______! YAH!!! STOP!!!” Key yelled at you from a distance. Hahaha, seriously, did he think that you are going to you are going to fall for his tricks? You are not going to just stop like that and spoil the fun of the game, no! Busy thinking of how to run away from Key, you didn’t realized that you are no longer running on flat ground. 

Oh, so there is a staircase in front of you. Wait, staircase, STAIRCASE?! You were scared out of your wits; you totally forgot about the staircase! You looked down just in time to see yourself miss the steps and fall down the stairs. Oh man, like seriously. How embarrassing can you get today? You tumbled down the steps, hitting your head as you reached the end. The last thing you remembered was that your head was hurting like a bitch. 

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You remembered that your bedroom walls were pink. Who the hell painted it white? You never gave them permission! Just as you were going to jump out of bed to question whoever was responsible for this, you felt a sharp pain running through your head. Damn, you totally forgot about the staircase accident. You even scraped your arm. Even your knees had abrasions. Quite serious, as judged from the almost unbearable pain searing through you. You really cannot handle much pain. This meant that you have to stay in bed until the wounds heal. Damn. Worse. Nightmare. Ever. You frowned.

“Are you okay?” Key’s face suddenly zoomed in into your sight.

“YAH! Do you want a patient to die of shock? Seriously… appearing out of no where just like that. Gosh.” you complained, rubbing your head.

“Neh, I can’t wait to see you die so that I can get my ring back,” Key smirked, plopping back onto the armchair beside the bed. Oh seriously, this evil person! Karma will come back and slap him in the face one day! Just you wait, Kim KIbum! You frowned. This sharp pain is hurting so much that even speaking is a chore. 

“Mmm… _______,” Key called to you. 

“Hmm?” 

“Mianhe.. I caused you to fall down the stairs yesterday,” he apologized, scratching the back of his neck. 

You shot him a questioning look. “You? You are sorry? Why?” That guy actually apologized? Seriously?

“Well… if not because you wanted to run away from me, you wouldn’t have fell down the stairs,” Key explained. 

You were stunned. So stunned. So stunned that you spilled the cup of water that you were drinking onto your knee. 

“Yah! Be more careful, won’t you? This stupid hospital ran out of waterproof dressing, so they only dressed your wounds with sterile gauze! Don’t you know that your wounds can’t touch water? They will get infected! You will then run a fever! It is not good!” he nagged on and on, with no intentions of stopping. 

“Okay okay, mianhe umma,” you rolled your eyes, putting the cup away. “Jinjja, how can a guy be so naggy?!”

“Mwoh? Naggy? Yah! I’m not naggy, I’m just… just… caring! Yes, I’m just caring, okay?” Key explained, giving you a death stare. You didn’t know what was so hilarious about that stare, but you just had to laugh. Key frowned, while he went out of the ward to look for a nurse, insisting that she changes your dressing. Poor nurse, you thought. He seriously nags worse than your grandmother. He should seriously be presented with a trophy for nagging so much. 

“How do you seem to know these stuff so well anyway?” you asked. He even sounded professional, like he has been living in the hospital for as long as he is alive.

“Well, my mom is a nurse, so I can’t help it you see.” Oh, so that’s why.

Just then, you were reminded of the ring. Yes, the ring, you must check if it is still with you. Reaching into your bag, you dug for that connector ring. Ah yes, it is still there. You took it out from your bag, thinking of a safer place where you could hide the ring in. Secret compartment? Wallet? Handphone pouch? Make up bag? Ugh, being so indecisive seriously sucks. You need to learn to decide. Now.

Suddenly, you felt someone grab your arm. “Yah, give it to me.” 

You barely had time to react before Key turned you around. Damn, you thought. My game is not going to end here, is it?

This part is dedicated to my dearest friend @valerieheartstitch also known as @thevalaroidcamera ^^ She has been a great source of motivation, even if she doesn’t know it. XD

You could feel the whole class staring at the both of you. Staring down at his face, you could feel your entire face heating up. You are pretty sure that you probably looked like someone painted your entire face and neck crimson. 

“What the hell did you just do,” Key complained, pulling you up from the floor. You could not say anything because you were too speechless about the accident, so you decided to just shrug and walk off.

“Yah! You just dirtied the clothes I bought yesterday! Do you think I am going to let you off so easily?!” Key spun around and caught you by your sleeve. 

“Mianhe. What do you want me to do then?” you asked, raising your eyebrows. Key let you off, then said, “Wash it for me.”

“Mwoh? Wash it for you? Yah Kim Kibum, I am not your maid!” 

“Oh, I’m not caring, you will have to do it,” said Key, as he pulled out a hot pink tank top from his bag. Just as you were wondering why he did that, he took off the top that he was wearing and stuffed it into your hands. “There! Last touch! Merong~” He stuck out his tongue while he slipped on the striking tank top. The whole time this was happening, you just could not take your eyes off his abs. This skinny feline faced guy, who would think he had abs. Great. This is going to further add on to your already overflowing sexual frustration. Just great.

“Hey,” Key called, tapping your shoulder.

“Hmm?” You just woke up from a daze of sexual frustration.

“You… may want to fix your fringe, like wax it up or something,” he said, handing out a tub of hair wax. So, he is quite nice after all. You quickly opened the tub, got some onto your fingers and waxed your terrible fringe down backwards. This had to work. 

“Thank you,” you said as you returned him the hair wax. You were really grateful, as you almost forgot about your screwed fringe, and may have to parade it around for the rest of the day if not for his reminder.

Just then, the bell rang, and it was time for lessons. Everyone went back to their seats, but you could still feel people glaring so fiercely at you that they probably bore holes into your back. That’s right, you probably interacted too much with the favorite guy in class, every girl in class must hate you now. You even had his top in your hands. Oh right, the top. 

You looked down at the black button down denim top with red polka dotted collar. This guy has great fashion sense, he is no doubt a diva. Suddenly, a paper ball landed on your table. You quickly unfolded it, wondering who was the one who threw it.

I still haven’t gotten my ring back :P 

Oh, Key. Does he need that ring so desperately? You quickly scribbled and threw it back at him.

You can always get it back from me after school -.-

This time it came back as a paper airplane.

It is very important to accessorize. Girls like you should know it very well. 

Of course, but you are not a girl :P

You took great care to ensure that the airplane took off well. You can’t let it hit anyone else.

This time it came back as a paper ball again.

I am a diva, and a diva needs his accessories. So give it back to me, arasso?

You giggled softly, and picked up his ring. It was a connector ring with three skulls connected to the ring base. Nice design. You wrapped the ring up together with the paper ball at the side of your desk with exaggerated actions so that Key could see you doing it. However, you swiftly removed the ring from the paper ball as you brought it back to your desk, smirking to yourself. This is going to be so fun, you thought, tossing the paper ball supposedly containing the ring to Key.

Arasso. Here is your ring, diva. ^^

You turned around, and saw Key frantically searching for the ring. He shot you a questioning look, but no, you will not let your face give the game away. You immediately made full use of your huge innocent doe eyes, making sure that they exuded as much innocence as possible. 

Hahaha, Kim Kibum, I shall not let you off so easily for causing me so much embarrassment today. Let the game begin!

Hello people!! This is my first time writing, I hope that it turns out well… do give me some comments so that I can improve, okay? Thank you!! ^^
By the way, this is a Key scenario. Hope you enjoy!!~

A flash of of lightning shot across the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance. 

You were in your bathroom, trying to trim your fringe into those cute styles you have just seen in a random magazine. Being afraid of lightning and thunder, you cursed at the weather for not being in your favor. 

“Oh damn you, stupid weather. Can’t you just let me trim my fringe to perfection before you start your lightning and thunder fit? Oh god.” You ruffled your hair in frustration. Determined to get your fringe right by tonight, you bit your lip and focused like you never have in your entire life. You have to impress your boyfriend. Jiwook loved nothing less than perfection.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning lit up a huge fraction of the sky, and the loud crackle of thunder followed, scaring the daylights out of you. At the same time, it sent the scissors you were holding in your hands flying across the bathroom.

“Holy cow of the mama of the farm,” you cursed under your breath, unable to gather enough courage to look at your own reflection in the mirror. 

Ten seconds. 

Twenty seconds.

Ten minutes.

Finally, you looked up into the mirror and had the greatest shock of your life.

“My… my… my fringe… oh god,” you mumbled as your trembling hands travelled up to your empty forehead to reveal the horrible truth that you have snipped off half of your bangs into a state that is beyond repair, due to the shock from the lightning. Tears streamed down your pale cheeks to stain your entire face. “My life is ruined.”

The next morning, you put on a beanie to hide your destroyed fringe despite the terribly hot weather because you just could not face the world with a fringe like that. Oh no you can never do that. You would rather grow a fringe longer than your height than live without a fringe. Life without fringe is just a test of your sanity, and you are pretty certain that you will fail the test.  The world has no idea how much you value your fringe. 

“Oh god, ______-ah, why the hell are you wearing a beanie on such a hot day!” Your best friend questioned, feeling your forehead with the back of her hand. “You aren’t sick, are you?”

“Yeah yeah yeah Minhee, I’m as sick as you’re crazy. Happy?” you snapped, rolling your eyes.

Thinking that you are just PMS-ing, Minhee decided to leave you alone. You were sweating profusely because the knitted beanie is just too unsuitable for a weather comparable to the conditions in an oven. Yet you can’t remove the beanie. No. Even if your forehead is going to start breaking out in rashes… no. Just as you were thinking if you should buy some clip on fringe extensions, something hard hit your head. To your horror, it was stuck to your beanie. It was a connector ring, and the base was stuck to your beanie, no matter how hard you pulled. 

“Which idiot’s ring is this?!” you screamed, desperately tugging at the ring. Your boyfriend dashed towards you at your outburst, and helped you with trying to pull the ring out of your beanie. However, he pulled too hard, and the yarn from your beanie was also pulled out together with the ring, causing all the knittings to come off. 

“Yah, Kim Jiwook! What do you think you are doing? Oh my god! My beanie!!” you yelled, trying to stop all the knitting from coming off. However, it was too late, and all the knitting have come off, exposing your empty forehead for all to see. You were so shocked that you could not even cover your destroyed fringe from being seen. Oh no, you thought, everything is gone for me. Great, my reputation for being pretty and perfect is gone. Forever.

” ______-ah, what’s with your fringe?” Jiwook asked coldly. He is a person that values his ego more than everything else in the world. He could die to protect his ego. To think that you, his girlfriend, has fringe looking like that. No, he cannot accept that. 

“Well, I erm, I tried to trim it last night, but, I, erm… the thunder…” you stuttered, horrified by the coldness in his eyes. 

“Whatever! Stupid girls! Can’t you just go to the hairdresser?” he scoffed, obviously displeased by your fringe. “I only need a perfect girlfriend, I can’t accept a girl less than perfect. From this second onwards, you are no longer my girlfriend. Gosh, such an ugly fringe.” He tossed the ring together with the whole mess of yarn onto your table, pivoted away from you and walked off. 

You bit your lips so hard that they turned pale, but it still could not stop the tears from escaping your eyes. Why is Jiwook so unreasonable, why?! He is not even perfect himself, that bastard!

Just as the mixture of disappointment, sadness and anger are boiling deep within you, a hand reached out towards you.

“Go away,” you snapped. You are not in the mood to talk.

The hand did not go away.

“Do you not understand English?” Frustration is beginning to boil up in you as well, what exactly is wrong with this person?

That stubborn hand did not move a millimeter. You could bear it no longer. Glancing up, you see a face with feline features smirking at you. It was Key. You sighed. You had a weakness for his face, it is too perfect; you cannot be angry with a guy with a flawless face that even caused you sexual frustration sometimes.

“So, what do you want?” you queried, playing with the mess of yarn that used to be a pretty beanie. What a pity.

“My ring. I want it back,” he stated, the smirk never wiped from his face.

Now you are really pissed. “So, it was your ring that caused me to lose my reputation and my boyfriend,” you whispered, anger tainting your innocent doe eyes as you glared at him. “You owe me an explanation. how the hell did your ring end up on my beanie!?” You had to yell at him, you absolutely had to. 

He shrugged nonchalantly. “It wasn’t on purpose. I wanted to take it out, but it was stuck. So I pulled it out with all my might… but little did I know that it’d…” Looking at your forehead, he started laughing like a maniac even before he finished his sentence. This guy! He is so irritating! You reached out hit his head, but you lost your balance, and pushed Key in the process, causing the both of you to crash onto the floor.