Still Sucks - Key and Taemin
Title: Still Sucks
Pairing: none well...collateral On/Tae and Min/Key but they aren't in it.
Length: 564
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Taemin is not happy that he is so far away from Jinki while he's sick. Key misses Minho too.
A/N: Dedicated to kinnosuikazura because it just is. This isn't all that much bb, but I hope you like it. Prompted in part by this picture which broke mine and Taemin's hearts.
Please also see my new Disclaimer of Doom if you like
Warning: None
"Jinki is sick, Key!" Taemin is almost but not quite shouting the words by this time. He feels perfectly justified in doing so since they are the only ones in the dorm at the moment and his hyung does not seem to be getting the point here.
He waves his cell phone around in counterpoint to the way his other hand is in his hair, tugging at it so that locks are standing up around his head and giving him a Doctor Strange sort of appearance. On the face of his phone, the text message from Minho is still flickering saying that Jinki has caught some sort of virus and not doing too well. There's a few fuzzy cell phone pics attached to the message and Taemin wants to cry every time he looks at that last one with Jinki laying down looking miserable.
Key sighs and reaches out to pat Taemin on the shoulder. "I know he's sick, Taeminnie. I heard you the last three times you said that. There's nothing we can do about it right now and Minho is there, he'll take care of hyung, okay?"
Taemin pulls away from Key's touch, unwilling to be comforted at this point. He leans dejectedly against the wall and lets his hands drop to his sides. "It's not the same, hyung," Taemin sighs.
There's a small silence while Key considers that and then he sighs also. "I know," Key agrees.
The older boy glances around the kitchen where they happen to be standing as if he's never seen it before and then moves over to the sink. "I miss Minho too, you know," he adds, letting his hands go through the automatic motions of making some tea. When all else fails, there's tea.
Taemin bites his lip. It's on the tip of his tongue to say that Minho is stronger than Jinki, physically at least and that Minho isn't as pressured but he doesn't. It wouldn't help the situation. It wouldn't change the fact that both of them miss their boyfriends. Plus, he knows Key would rather be there for Jinki too, than stuck here.
"I know," Taemin says quietly and finally puts his cell phone down on the kitchen table. He moves over to stand behind Key and wraps an arm around his hyung's waist companionably.
Key sighs and leans back against Taemin and lets his hands fall still. "I'm sorry that Jinki is sick. I know you want to be with him to take care of him and everything," he murmurs. "It's how I would feel if it were Minho."
Taemin hugs Key tighter against him, gladly accepting and giving the small comfort that warm contact between dear companions can bring. "I'm sorry I was being an ass, hyung," he says.
"You were upset," Key shrugs and lets his hands cover Taemin's arm around him affectionately.
"If I was there, I'd just have to watch him work and get wet and stuff while he was sick. And work myself. It'd be probably worse than it is being here and helpless," Taemin answers slowly, leaning his forehead on Key's shoulder and feeling his eyes sting with tears that he won't cry.
Key sighs, slim shoulders lifting and lowering against Taemin. "Yes, probably. Still sucks."
The two of them stay like that a long time, in the warmth and familiar drabness of the kitchen.
Pairing: none well...collateral On/Tae and Min/Key but they aren't in it.
Length: 564
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Taemin is not happy that he is so far away from Jinki while he's sick. Key misses Minho too.
A/N: Dedicated to kinnosuikazura because it just is. This isn't all that much bb, but I hope you like it. Prompted in part by this picture which broke mine and Taemin's hearts.
Please also see my new Disclaimer of Doom if you like
Warning: None
"Jinki is sick, Key!" Taemin is almost but not quite shouting the words by this time. He feels perfectly justified in doing so since they are the only ones in the dorm at the moment and his hyung does not seem to be getting the point here.
He waves his cell phone around in counterpoint to the way his other hand is in his hair, tugging at it so that locks are standing up around his head and giving him a Doctor Strange sort of appearance. On the face of his phone, the text message from Minho is still flickering saying that Jinki has caught some sort of virus and not doing too well. There's a few fuzzy cell phone pics attached to the message and Taemin wants to cry every time he looks at that last one with Jinki laying down looking miserable.
Key sighs and reaches out to pat Taemin on the shoulder. "I know he's sick, Taeminnie. I heard you the last three times you said that. There's nothing we can do about it right now and Minho is there, he'll take care of hyung, okay?"
Taemin pulls away from Key's touch, unwilling to be comforted at this point. He leans dejectedly against the wall and lets his hands drop to his sides. "It's not the same, hyung," Taemin sighs.
There's a small silence while Key considers that and then he sighs also. "I know," Key agrees.
The older boy glances around the kitchen where they happen to be standing as if he's never seen it before and then moves over to the sink. "I miss Minho too, you know," he adds, letting his hands go through the automatic motions of making some tea. When all else fails, there's tea.
Taemin bites his lip. It's on the tip of his tongue to say that Minho is stronger than Jinki, physically at least and that Minho isn't as pressured but he doesn't. It wouldn't help the situation. It wouldn't change the fact that both of them miss their boyfriends. Plus, he knows Key would rather be there for Jinki too, than stuck here.
"I know," Taemin says quietly and finally puts his cell phone down on the kitchen table. He moves over to stand behind Key and wraps an arm around his hyung's waist companionably.
Key sighs and leans back against Taemin and lets his hands fall still. "I'm sorry that Jinki is sick. I know you want to be with him to take care of him and everything," he murmurs. "It's how I would feel if it were Minho."
Taemin hugs Key tighter against him, gladly accepting and giving the small comfort that warm contact between dear companions can bring. "I'm sorry I was being an ass, hyung," he says.
"You were upset," Key shrugs and lets his hands cover Taemin's arm around him affectionately.
"If I was there, I'd just have to watch him work and get wet and stuff while he was sick. And work myself. It'd be probably worse than it is being here and helpless," Taemin answers slowly, leaning his forehead on Key's shoulder and feeling his eyes sting with tears that he won't cry.
Key sighs, slim shoulders lifting and lowering against Taemin. "Yes, probably. Still sucks."
The two of them stay like that a long time, in the warmth and familiar drabness of the kitchen.