Title: autistic behavior
Rating: pg-13 for now
Pairing: Jonghyun/Taemin, mentions of others
Summary: He was always the kid next door. He was always the kid that went to that special school and he was always that kid that had someone with him at all times. And Jonghyun wanted to know why.
Author's Note: Here is the next chapter. I am actually seeming to come out of my writer's block. I am thoroughly impressed with myself. It may not be long, but it was done all in one sitting. =D
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Chapter 4
7 Years Ago - 13 Years Old
Jonghyun was walking home from school with one of his good friends, Minho. He was a lot taller than him and the complete opposite when it came to personalities. The soccer player was almost always quiet and a great listener, which made him a great friend when it came to Jonghyun’s loud, non-stop mouth.
They neared Jonghyun’s house and the short brunette saw his neighbor’s school bus pull up. Jonghyun jogged forward, Minho in toe, simply because he was curious. Jonghyun rounded the bus and smiled as he saw his tiny friend step off the bus with the help of the bus aid.
“Who’s that?” Minho asked. Jonghyun didn’t answer as the small boy ran over and enveloped his friend in a hug.
“Jong-Jong! You’re never home when I’m home. What are you doing home? I should be home first. That’s not fair! You beat me home.” Jonghyun chuckled at the bipolarism that his best friend had. He went from happy to angry to sad in a matter of one minute.
“But, Taeminnie, I didn’t beat you home.” Jonghyun decided to placate the kid. “I haven’t stepped inside my house. I just got here as I saw you getting out of the bus.” He smiled charmingly at the other.
Jonghyun looked up to see his friend completely confused. “Taeminnie, I would like you to meet another friend of mine.” He knew the boy would pout, and he couldn’t help his smile. “Minho, this is Taemin, the sweetest neighbor in the whole world.”
Minho held out his hand for the younger boy to shake, but the other swatted his hand away.
“Taemin!” Jonghyun snapped, looking up to his friend to apologize through eye contact.
“No! I don’t like him.” Taemin wrapped his arms around Jonghyun. “Jong-Jong is mine.”
Jonghyun couldn’t help the goofy smile on his face.