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Title: Too Good for Words. (3/4)
Rating: R
Pairing: HyunMin/2Min.
Summary: I feel accomplished in this one. :D Comment comment comment.
"Why him?" Minho stood behind Taemin folding his arms, Taemin was sitting in his chair, still holding his cheek, where Jonghyun just kissed him and left moments ago.
Because you took too long...
"Because he's everything I wanted." Taemin jumped as Minho threw the plate across the room, causing it to shatter just like Minho's heart did the day he saw Jonghyun and Taemin. Minho tried to grab the chair across from Taemin, almost throwing it out of anger and took his seat.
"That's bullshit." Minho rested his face in his hands. Taemin's anger and sadness built up way too much, he tried to keep himself contained, but he was so close to imploding. He was tired of being the same question, giving the same answer, and receiving the same reply.
"What do you w-w-ant from me?" Taemin voice shook as he spoke, he stared at the ground. "You always, ALWAYS, put me on the spot. Minho. What do you want me to say?!" Minho looked up surprised, and opened his mouth to say something, but Taemin continued and interrupted him before he could.
"Can't you see i'm trying?! My heart, is being torn by you. Words spin in my head, and i don't know why i'm holding back. But i don't want to have to fool myself. I know you may love me, but, Jonghyun, he loves me. He holds me. He's nice. He makes sure I go to bed safely. He is the one who holds the key to my heart."
Minho's anger built up against Taemins. He wanted to kill Jonghyun at the moment, for stealing what was rightfully his. He was tired of this bullshit. He got up and...
Taemin didn't say anything when Minho got up and hit him in the face, smacking him in the spot where Jonghyun's lips had laid their mark, but it didn't matter, Minho just smacked it off.
"Well, then i have to keep on imagining that your mine. Because, you hold the key to MY heart." Minho faced away from Taemin and ran out the door, to the only place where he found sanctuary. Taemin, even though he was in pain, smiled to himself.
It took him that long to admit it...
Taemin got up and walked slowly out the door.
Minho stood at the edge of the roof, staring at the sky, the black sky calmed him.
What the fuck am I doing? I'm such an idiot. I just.. can't take this anymore. Oh Taemin, i'm destroying you aren't I? But.. it's the only way for me to have slightest dream that your mine. Everytime i try to brush it off, tell myself it's nothing at all, it never works. I can't accept the fact that you and Jonghyun are together. This is way more than just a crush.
"It's nice out." Taemin sat down next to Minho, startling him.
"It's feels like we've been out at see, back and forth, our actions. I believe... I believe that if it's meant to be, it will happen eventually."
Minho mouth stood agape as Taemin spoke.
"I-i-.."
"It's alright." Taemin looked at Minho. "I'm pretty sure we both are at fault in all of this." Taemin placed his hand in Minhos. "Before my lost mind comes back, please, jus--"
Minho placed his other hand and kissed Taemin. The kiss was blissful, no more anger, frustration, confusion. Just complete love. Minho slid his tongue, but just as he did, Taemin stopped kissing Minho.
"Taemin...? Minho...?"
Minho turned to see Jonghyun staring at the two. In his hands, he had a rose and a ballon saying "Happy One Month."