♥` . Hello, baby {3/?}
Chapter 2.
Title: Hello, baby (chaptered 3/?)
Author: Sohye
Genre: Fluff, highschool, romance, drama, with a LARGE amount of RL!situations.
Rating: G
Pairing: Taemin/Minho, Onew/Key, Jonghyun/OC
Summary: Taemin adapts to his new lifestyle in a new year of high school.
S!Appearances: Donghae, Nichkhun,
WARNING: Some true facts, plus lots of guides from different fanfictions and books I've read :)
A/N: Inspirations and ideas mostly credit to elegantpurple ♥
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In the view of Lee Taemin.
I made my way to the Gym, in hopes of seeing the Senior I've fallen for during assembly,
Jihye had seen me dreaming about him during Literature, and she laughed at me for being a fool.
I let my eyes drift to the occupied basketball court, staring at the handsome players that jumped for the orange ball, flinging their hands for the hoop, my eyes stopping momentarily as it hovered over Minho, Choi Minho, our school's star player for each and every sport that involves balls.
He was so perfect I sighed to myself.
I knew, by default, even if I tried, he would never like a silent person like me.
I walked slowly, sneakers squeaking against the smooth wooden polished floor, as something hard hit my head.
My pace faltered, I held on to the water cooler beside me as I felt my head spinning; spinning; until the whole world turned into a blurred brown haze, as the sound of sneakers rushed toward me, warm substance dripping on my shoulder, as I felt a strong pair of arms encircle my waist, a soft smell engulfing my presence and curly locks brushing against my forehead, as my world turned pitch black.
In the view of Choi Minho.
I passed the ball to Donghae smoothly, watching as he tried his best to jump and score--- but to end up missing and hitting a little figure walking past the door, inevitably making him almost fall as we all rushed over.
I was the first to reach, to find him already closing his eyes, hot red blood flowing down his skull to his hoodie.
I hesitated for a moment, pausing as my eyes looked at his beautiful features, and for that second, I fervently want to know his name, but I knew this wasn't the time for it, as I carried him up and ran to the hospital instead of the infirmary, knowing that it would be no use.
Donghae and Nichkhun yelled my name, but I couldn't care any further but to lead the fallen boy to the hospital as soon as possible.
---
After they helped him bandage his wound, I pulled out his phone which was vibrating from a text.
I looked around, knowing that I could mark this message as unread after I read it.
From: Jihye BFF!
Hey Taeminnie, I'm going to lunch with Jonghyun-oppa today, so could you go home yourself today?
Come on, you know how much I would thank you.
- Jihye
I laughed to myself, registering his name in my mind, as I marked the text unread as a nurse came out, telling me I could go in while mumbling away.
".. I swear he's a girl until I saw his Adam's apple."
He looked at me with his large eyes, his cheeks lighting up with a dark red hue, as I passed him the phone, him reading the text and sighing..
"Can I take you home later?"
His eyes widened; as I realized what I blurted out.
".. You.. You saw my text?"
"N-No, I-I was just wondering if- if you can walk home by yourself later."
What is wrong with you Choi Minho?
He smiled, stretching across his cute face as he stretched out a skinny arm.
"I'm Lee Taemin, thank you for bringing me here."
He was still blushing, embarrassed, I could see it in his eyes.
"I'm Choi Minho." I tried my best not to stutter. "Can I walk you home later?"
Hesitation filled his eyes, as he bit his lips unknowingly, and then meeting my gaze.
"Sure." Another smile, and I felt myself smiling back.
---
"Jonghyun?"
"Yeah, Minho? What do you want? Hurry, I'm on a date."
".. You know Lee Taemin from Level 2?"
"Yeah, he's my date's best friend."
"What kind of person is he?"
...
"He's your ideal type."
"What?!"
"Except that he's a guy. He can dance, looks cute. can be sexy and pretty, quite smart and sporty too."
I hung up the call, a smirk on my face which I didn't even know it appeared.
Title: Hello, baby (chaptered 3/?)
Author: Sohye
Genre: Fluff, highschool, romance, drama, with a LARGE amount of RL!situations.
Rating: G
Pairing: Taemin/Minho, Onew/Key, Jonghyun/OC
Summary: Taemin adapts to his new lifestyle in a new year of high school.
S!Appearances: Donghae, Nichkhun,
WARNING: Some true facts, plus lots of guides from different fanfictions and books I've read :)
A/N: Inspirations and ideas mostly credit to elegantpurple ♥
---
In the view of Lee Taemin.
I made my way to the Gym, in hopes of seeing the Senior I've fallen for during assembly,
Jihye had seen me dreaming about him during Literature, and she laughed at me for being a fool.
I let my eyes drift to the occupied basketball court, staring at the handsome players that jumped for the orange ball, flinging their hands for the hoop, my eyes stopping momentarily as it hovered over Minho, Choi Minho, our school's star player for each and every sport that involves balls.
He was so perfect I sighed to myself.
I knew, by default, even if I tried, he would never like a silent person like me.
I walked slowly, sneakers squeaking against the smooth wooden polished floor, as something hard hit my head.
My pace faltered, I held on to the water cooler beside me as I felt my head spinning; spinning; until the whole world turned into a blurred brown haze, as the sound of sneakers rushed toward me, warm substance dripping on my shoulder, as I felt a strong pair of arms encircle my waist, a soft smell engulfing my presence and curly locks brushing against my forehead, as my world turned pitch black.
In the view of Choi Minho.
I passed the ball to Donghae smoothly, watching as he tried his best to jump and score--- but to end up missing and hitting a little figure walking past the door, inevitably making him almost fall as we all rushed over.
I was the first to reach, to find him already closing his eyes, hot red blood flowing down his skull to his hoodie.
I hesitated for a moment, pausing as my eyes looked at his beautiful features, and for that second, I fervently want to know his name, but I knew this wasn't the time for it, as I carried him up and ran to the hospital instead of the infirmary, knowing that it would be no use.
Donghae and Nichkhun yelled my name, but I couldn't care any further but to lead the fallen boy to the hospital as soon as possible.
---
After they helped him bandage his wound, I pulled out his phone which was vibrating from a text.
I looked around, knowing that I could mark this message as unread after I read it.
From: Jihye BFF!
Hey Taeminnie, I'm going to lunch with Jonghyun-oppa today, so could you go home yourself today?
Come on, you know how much I would thank you.
- Jihye
I laughed to myself, registering his name in my mind, as I marked the text unread as a nurse came out, telling me I could go in while mumbling away.
".. I swear he's a girl until I saw his Adam's apple."
He looked at me with his large eyes, his cheeks lighting up with a dark red hue, as I passed him the phone, him reading the text and sighing..
"Can I take you home later?"
His eyes widened; as I realized what I blurted out.
".. You.. You saw my text?"
"N-No, I-I was just wondering if- if you can walk home by yourself later."
What is wrong with you Choi Minho?
He smiled, stretching across his cute face as he stretched out a skinny arm.
"I'm Lee Taemin, thank you for bringing me here."
He was still blushing, embarrassed, I could see it in his eyes.
"I'm Choi Minho." I tried my best not to stutter. "Can I walk you home later?"
Hesitation filled his eyes, as he bit his lips unknowingly, and then meeting my gaze.
"Sure." Another smile, and I felt myself smiling back.
---
"Jonghyun?"
"Yeah, Minho? What do you want? Hurry, I'm on a date."
".. You know Lee Taemin from Level 2?"
"Yeah, he's my date's best friend."
"What kind of person is he?"
...
"He's your ideal type."
"What?!"
"Except that he's a guy. He can dance, looks cute. can be sexy and pretty, quite smart and sporty too."
I hung up the call, a smirk on my face which I didn't even know it appeared.