Disclaimer: I do not own Kill Me Kiss Me.
Rating: Teen. Shounen-ai. KungKangxJungWoo.
The costume department was empty. Kun immediately headed to the cosplay section; his most rarely used section but his favorite. He let go of Jung-woo's hand to gather clothes and accessories he liked as he passed the shelves and racks.
Black platform boots, eye shadows and liners, j-rock and k-rock cosplay costumes..
"I'm.. going to wear that?" Jung-woo asked, his voice quivering as he eyed the costumes kun was picking.
"Mm. Woah, dude- you.. you don't need to change or anything." Kun started quickly as he blushed, spying Jung-woo starting to pull off his uniform shirt. "We'll.. just put it over your clothes."
Jung-woo shrugged. It didn't really matter to him; he saw no difference.
Kun bent down, helping Jung-woo's feet into a pair of the black platform boots. Immediately, the kid was taller.
"I like these." Jung-woo said simply, and Kun grinned as he stood up. "I do too."
When they were done experimenting, Kun was dressed in an outfit similar to Gackt's fitted black leather outfit in the Mizerable PV. Jung-woo stood make-upless in a Yomi-(from the j-rock band nightmare)-like outfit.
"How do I look? Jung-woo asked softly, glancing down at his outfit.
"Perfect.." started Kun, picking up a contained of dark grey eyeshadow, "you just need a little make-up." He leaned forward, face inches away from Jung-woo's. With the tips of his fingers he closed Jung-woo's eyes, and applied a thin coat of shadow on his eyelids, stepping back when he was done. Jung-woo opened his eyes, and Kun nodded. "There.. this look is hot."
What was that..
did Jung-woo just blush?
"Can I see?" Jung-woo asked, eyeing a full-length mirror about 6 or 7 feet away, attached to a wall.
"Of course. Go ahead." Kung gave him a gentle push, and the boy walked to the mirror, stepping in front of it, looking himself over with widening-eyes. It was unusual for him, but he liked it all the same.
Startled, Jung-woo felt Kun's arms snake around his waist. He rested his chin on Jung-woo's shoulder.
"Does it make you feel confident? ..you should dress like this more often. And you should talk more. There's so many people in our school who melt at the sound of your voice.." Kun stared into Jung-woo's eyes via the mirror. "Including me."
He spun Jung-woo slowly around to face himself. His eyes stared at Jung-woo, who was trying his best not to advert his gaze to the floor, as he most often did in uncomfortable situations (or all of the time).
"..would you stop me from kissing you, right now?"
Jung-woo silently stared back at him, growing more uncomfortable by the piercing eyes Kun presented him with.
"Speak up for yourself, Jung-woo. Like I told you."
Silence for a moment, while Jung-woo hesitated.
"No," he said meekly, "I wouldn't.""
Startled, Kung watched Jung-woo stare nervously at the floor. He could tell that the boy was definitely not used to these types of situations.
"You've.. been really nice to me." Jung-woo started. "You haven't got frustrated with me." He kept forcing out words, choosing them carefully. "And.. your gaze. I don't know why, but it makes me nervous sometimes because it seems to look right through m-"
Jung-woo was cut off suddenly as Kun pulled him forward, placed a hand on the back of his head, and kissed him.
Jung-woo's heart fluttered. Not knowing where to put his hands, he simply held onto the back of Kun's shirt. His knees gave out, and the two sunk to the floor, Jung-woo landing on Kun's lap. Kun had obviously done this before. He placed one hand on the small of Jung-woo's back, and the other ran slowly though the boy's light hair.
"I want you to trust me," Kun said as he surfaced for air momentarily. "I want you to love me back. I can take care of you. I won't let them make fun of you anymore." He held Jung-woo close to him. The boy's eyes were closed.
"O..okay.." Jung-woo choked out.
Kun beamed inwardly, and returned to Jung-woo's lips. Jung-woo was actually responding now, joining in. He was getting the hang of it after all. He held onto the back of Kun's shirt to keep from falling backwards. The whole experience was making him lightheaded .. but in a good way.
Kun pulled his head away finally, and hugged Jung-woo close to him once more.
After a moment, Jung-woo's soft voice piped up. "I think I wanted someone to protect too. And.. I know you're bigger than me and all, but I think I could try. I.. could try to love you back."
Kun smiled at Jung-woo, melting the emotionally void boy's heart. Perhaps.. it wasn't so bad, to love? Perhaps even the strong needed someone to lean on. Perhaps he could be that person? If only for a little while.Perhaps, he could give his heart to someone, and it wouldn't be broken as he most often expected.
Perhaps.. they could make this work after all.
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All done.. Hope you guys liked this one!
I plan to write more shounen-ai fanfics.. perhaps Peach Girl or Hot Gimmick :D It'd be great if you could keep at eye out for those! bows
