Storm
title: storm
pairing: Key/Taemin
rating: g
genre: romance
word count: drabble
warnings: fluff
summary: -
author's note: I felt like I had to write a quick drabble, I haven't written anything in so long I felt bad. This was a random thing that I thought of on the spot. So please excuse the stupidity of it. And I couldn't help but mention Key's hairstyle even though I told myself that I wouldn't...but I guess I still hoped you liked it. I'll probably add more to it when I get home, for now I'm at my friend's and yeah.... >.< /shot
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Lights dim.
TV low.
Window open.
The smell of rain wafted through the apartment.
Lightning flashed.
Thunder clapped.
The sound of laughter echoed in the bathroom.
"I can't fucking believe you Key!" Taemin pushed Key against the wall and out of his way as he childishly stopped out of the bathroom, shutting off the light to leave the rapper in the dark.
"Aw! Taeminnie you know I love you!" The older one followed the maknae into the kitchen, seeing as he turned on the stove and laid the pan on the stove. "Let me cook, dinner, you go take a shower before you catch a cold, darling."
"I lost the bet, I have to cook. When you get out of the shower I'll hop in as you eat."
Taemin smiled slightly as he felt Key's arms wrapped around him. One hand went back to play with the hair that was on top of Key's head.
"I don't like it."
"I don't mind it." Taemin kissed his shoulder and then knocked him back.
"If you say so..." The dancer watched as the other walked away, rubbing the empty spot on his head solemnly.
pairing: Key/Taemin
rating: g
genre: romance
word count: drabble
warnings: fluff
summary: -
author's note: I felt like I had to write a quick drabble, I haven't written anything in so long I felt bad. This was a random thing that I thought of on the spot. So please excuse the stupidity of it. And I couldn't help but mention Key's hairstyle even though I told myself that I wouldn't...but I guess I still hoped you liked it. I'll probably add more to it when I get home, for now I'm at my friend's and yeah.... >.< /shot
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Lights dim.
TV low.
Window open.
The smell of rain wafted through the apartment.
Lightning flashed.
Thunder clapped.
The sound of laughter echoed in the bathroom.
"I can't fucking believe you Key!" Taemin pushed Key against the wall and out of his way as he childishly stopped out of the bathroom, shutting off the light to leave the rapper in the dark.
"Aw! Taeminnie you know I love you!" The older one followed the maknae into the kitchen, seeing as he turned on the stove and laid the pan on the stove. "Let me cook, dinner, you go take a shower before you catch a cold, darling."
"I lost the bet, I have to cook. When you get out of the shower I'll hop in as you eat."
Taemin smiled slightly as he felt Key's arms wrapped around him. One hand went back to play with the hair that was on top of Key's head.
"I don't like it."
"I don't mind it." Taemin kissed his shoulder and then knocked him back.
"If you say so..." The dancer watched as the other walked away, rubbing the empty spot on his head solemnly.