Later that night-
"Hey jjong." I call cutely as I walk up to Jonghyun. He's sitting on the couch in the living room of our apartment, curtesy of SM of course. "Hmm whats up Kibum?" He has no idea. Wonderful. I plop down next to him and give him his own trademark puppy eyes, "Hyung there's something wrong with my air vent! It's to cold." "Well did you ask jinki? He's the one who knows how to fix them." He replys never looking away from the tv. "But hyung I need help and everyone's out celebrating!" I whine, still no reaction. Fine. I lean up and nuzzle his neck, "Kibum What are you..Ah!" He let's out a gasp as I nip his neck, slowly licking up and down then niping it again as Jonghyun squirms beneath me. "Kibum what are you doing?" He asks sternly. I move my lips away from his neck and let them hover right over Jonghyun's own. I let out the most sensual moan I can, "jjong, I need help." He let's out a shakey breath "Okay Kibum." I hop of his lap and run to my bedroom with a smirk on my face.