JongHo for fictionroux from likechurch
This is technically a drabble sort of thing, so I'm just gonna make this up as I go along.
I feel like I have some kind of OCD with stories written once but forgotten forever.
This username on LiveJournal had deleted the community and her own account, unfortunately.
As tribute towards the great writer (I enjoyed some of her fics), I have decided to try redoing an AU theme for Jonghyun & Minho pairing - JongHo. I forgot what AU theme I tried out for her, so I'm making up a new theme.
Please do enjoy. :)
It's gonna be a long story.
Yes, I lied about it being close to a drabble. It's a oneshot style.
And it took so fucking long and so much time to get this down.
WARNING: smut (implied) and mental disorder - I do not mean to offend anyone in any way by writing this.
"Minho-yah! Come meet your new neighbor!"
The 14 year old boy groaned and got up from his bed. He glanced at his mirror stand and grinned a bit. Choi Minho used to look so short and resembled more of an amphibian when he was very young, but he quickly outgrew that awkward look phase as soon as he had hit 13 years of age. His older brother may look more charming and good-looking, but Minho was quickly growing taller and more cute with his doe eyes, not to mention that he automatically gained reputation as a star athlete on the soccer team in his freshman year in high school.
With newly gained confidence, Minho ran downstairs in his simple white shirt and pajama bottoms, which were a red colored plaid pattern. He rushed over to the front door and bowed beside his mother. "Hello, my name is Choi Minho," he greeted the new neighbors on the block and flashed his dazzling smile.
A nice looking old lady smiled back at Minho and his mother, then nudged her son, who was taller than her but shorter than Minho by 3 inches. "Hello, you can call me Auntie Kim. This here is my son, Jonghyun. He's 16." She introduced herself and her son, then nudged him again. The tall young boy noticed how the new neighborhood boy was easily distracted by staring at their surroundings. When he noticed his mother nudging him, he bowed to Minho and flashed a grin. "Hi~ I'm Kim Jonghyun and I'm 16!"
There is no way that this cute boy is older than me! Minho thought to himself with a blush appearing on his facial features. He had always been a little bi-curious and his parents knew of his open sexuality to both genders. He lived in a laid-back family who rarely had serious fights - to put it briefly, they were a happy family in content.
While their mothers were talking to each other, Minho made the move to invite Jonghyun to his bedroom. As soon as they went upstairs and in the bedroom. Jonghyun's eyes widened in amazement at the simple decorations and neatness of the room. "Wow! You have a neat home!" He exclaimed in awe. "How do you keep it this way?!"
Minho raised an eyebrow. "I have some discipline, but sometimes I get lazy and not clean. Barely had this room fixed yesterday."
Jonghyun nodded and giggled, jumping on Minho's huge bed like a kid. The younger boy would be lying if he said aloud that the elder boy wasn't cute.
It took a week for Mrs. Kim to come out and inform the Chois that her only son had mild mental retardation in his brain. Jonghyun had been raised innocent as ever in their old neighborhood, but at least everyone had been accepting... except for Jonghyun's high school. He appeared as a normal at a young age and took regular classes like everyone else, but his teachers started to notice how slow he was at being responsive in class after the 6th grade. When his high school classmates found out about his mental deficiency disorder, they made fun of him and spread rumours that he was the dumbest in the school, which wasn't true, considering Jonghyun had higher grades than his homeroom class when it came down to academics. (Though really, Jonghyun was attending one of the worst schools with low test scores. At least he had a legitimate excuse for his low IQ.) Most of the students were jealous of him being treated like a child still because of his condition, so they decided to have their fun by pranking on him. The Kims had to move because of one prank gone horribly wrong.
The prank involved Jonghyun's late older sister and father, a huge fire, and several reports from the police.
From what Minho could figure out in his 14 year old mind through the closed conversation between his family and the neighbors, Jonghyun had been lured to a warehouse by his friends, who tied him up and locked him inside the place as he entered it. He was led to believe that it was just clique hazing that would lead him into the circle of friends if he passed, so he didn't utter a word. Fortunately, his father and older sister had a tracker device implanted on his favorite necklace, so they drove to follow Jonghyun while his mother stayed home and called the police for backup. By the time the police came to the warehouse, it was on fire and they managed to rescue Jonghyun, but not his older sister. His father managed to chase after the elder students who had set the warehouse on fire and managed to fight against them. He got shot in the stomach and died in the ambulance due to loss of blood.
Throughout all this, Jonghyun had gone berserk when he found out his classmates had inevitably drove half his family to death. He felt a huge wave of depressed emotions looming over him, then anger erupted within himself and nearly attacked the classmates during school time who were involved with the dangerous prank. His mother and a herd of policemen had to reprimand him from nearly killing them with a pencil.
Minho cringed at the thought of getting stabbed to death with a pencil.
After learning all this past information, Minho was reluctant to invite Jonghyun over again in his room. However, his family had welcomed the new neighbors more after the private meeting and had invited them to their home freely. Jonghyun would walk around as if it was his own house, to which Minho didn't like at all, especially when he once caught the elder boy walking into the bathroom while he was showering.
This exchange went on for 2 weeks until one day the young popular high school freshman had enough.
Minho had invited his friends over for a small party gathering after their high school soccer team won the match that day. Specifically, Minho had helped with the winning goal. His mood was all bright until he unlocked his front door, shocked and bewildered to find Jonghyun by himself, scribbling something in a green notebook on his couch. Not Jonghyun's.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Minho yelled at his neighbor, who jumped in his seat and turned to look at him innocently.
"I-I ....I have a spare key....your mommy gave it to me..." Jonghyun stuttered and bit his lip.
The rest of the soccer team snickered at him. "Hey, isn't this the retard boy in this neighborhood who gets home schooled? Don't tell me you're friends with him, Choi!" One guy sneered and grinned, slapping Minho's back encouragingly.
Minho scoffed. "Of course not. Who would be friends with this freak of nature?" His soccer playmates laughed it up, but Jonghyun's face contorted of a hurtful expression as Minho denied their friendship that he thought he had with him, staying still on the couch.
The young boy felt guilty immediately upon seeing the kicked puppy look on his neighbor's face. Before he could take back what he said, Jonghyun stood up and scurried out of Minho's house, jumping over the small wooden fence and running into his own house. Minho stared at the front door with an unreadable expression on his face as his soccer playmates laughed at his neighbor and went to the kitchen to eat.
Hours later, after his soccer teammates left, Minho found the green notebook on the coffee that Jonghyun left behind. Probably scribbles. Wonder what's in that head of his... he thought to himself. Out of curiosity (and payback of invading privacy because Jonghyun has been searching through his belongings just the other day), he opened the notebook and his eyes suddenly widened in amazement.
The contents of the green notebook had lyrics and hand-written music scores in it. It appeared to be an unfinished piece, but Minho kept denying in his head that his new neighbor could possibly have written this with the "mental retardation" in his brain that everyone seems to talk about in hushed whispers.
To confirm his beliefs (and also probably to apologize over earlier), he ran towards his neighbor's house and was about to knock on the door until he heard a soft melodic voice ring out with strumming of a guitar. His eyes widened and his feet slowly followed the sweet sound of music on the side of the house, near a window that was facing parallel to his window in his own house. Does he have a visitor? Minho thought to himself. Maybe the visitor was the one who wrote the stuff on the notebook.
Unfortunately, Minho's room was on the second floor, and so was the room where the sweet sound was coming from. There was a tall tree that separated the boundaries of the two houses, so the younger boy decided to climb the tree with ease.
Once he reached to a stable branch that reached closer to his neighbor's window, he was shocked that the elder boy wasn't listening to the music on a boombox, had a singing visitor over, or to the radio. In fact, Jonghyun was strumming the guitar and singing like a regular teenager who plays music.
Jonghyun's singing voice was of pure innocence to Minho's ears. The younger boy was so captivated with the music that he didn't realize how Jonghyun noticed him at his open window and started singing and playing while walking closer to the window.
"Take picture. Lasts longer."
Minho stumbled into the bedroom, considering how the end of the stable branch lands to the open window, in shock. He stared up at the elder boy with the guitar. "You can sing! So beautifully, too!" He exclaimed a bit too excitedly.
The elder boy's eyes widened in surprise, and then smiled brightly down at him. "Really?! Thank you!" He bashed like an innocent school girl and acted as if Minho's actions earlier at his house didn't happen.
"......listen, I'm here to apologize for earlier. I didn't mean it," Minho sincerely apologized and quickly stood up from the floor. Jonghyun looked up at him and beamed, simply nodding as an acceptance of apology. He sat down on his bed and continued strumming his guitar. "I understand. Things like this, I understand." Jonghyun stated and glanced over at the younger boy.
Minho's heart sank inside at how lonely Jonghyun sounded in reality despite the peaceful smile on the elder boy's face. The boy was so innocent that he swore to himself at that point that he'd protect him.
"Jonghyun hyung, I lied. We are best friends."
The bright shining smile that came afterwards on the elder boy's face made it all worthwhile for Minho.
"Hyung! We gotta get to class! Hurry!" The 18 year old male shouted at his roommate while fumbling with tying his shoelaces. He then stood up and fixed his short choppy black hair as he studied his reflection.
A scoff was then heard from his left side. He turned around and stared down at the shorter yet older male.
"Relax, kid. It's college. We don't have class until 10am today, remember? It's only 8:47, chill," the short man spoke softly and reached up to fix taller boy's hair. "Yah, Minho, bend down so I can fix this properly! You gotta look cool for the ladies when you're beside me or you'll cramp my style!" He grumbled in complaint.
Minho grinned and bent down to meet his best friend's eye level. "You didn't wear insoles today? That's new."
"Fuck you, Choi!" Jonghyun swatted his head playfully before fixing his hair with the surfer putty gel that was on top of the dressing table within his reach. Minho felt like he was going to get back cramps, but he continued to stay bended for Jonghyun's slow and careful movements upon styling his hair. He was always patient when it came to Jonghyun.
Over the years in high school, Minho still gained popularity even though he had to quit the soccer team. His ex-teammates kept reprimanding him about it but he stayed true to his word that he'd always protect his elder neighbor. After one month of staying friends with Jonghyun and hanging around his house, Mrs. Kim and the daily psyciatrist who visits Jonghyun every morning decided that Jonghyun was ready to go to Minho's high school. During the time that Jonghyun was enrolled there, Minho had been the one to accompany him wherever he went like a bodyguard - including the restroom and gym showers (no matter how awkward it was for the rest of the boys around the two neighbors). The tall boy grew taller than before, while his neighbor had maintained a decent height (though he was shorter than most of the other boys at school). He learned to grow patient while being with Jonghyun and gradually learned about his disorder during the time he was in high school with him.
Mild retardation wasn't a severe syndrome that could hurt Jonghyun in the long run, if he was careful. The elder boy had an IQ of 68 and appeared normal to everyone's eye unless they hung around him more like Minho did. His mind indeed thought slower than the average person but he was able to act normally when it came to socializing and taking care of himself. (In Minho's opinion, Jonghyun was better at self maintenance when he was beside him. That was his reason why he ended up renting an apartment with his best friend once he started college.) His academic scores were low, but they slowly improved when Minho had tutored him, which was shocking for Jonghyun's daily psychiatrist to hear. The young boy realized that Jonghyun hadn't been bullied until after the 6th grade, because before then, he responded to things normally.
With that in mind, Minho payed close attention whenever it came to Kim Jonghyun. Both their parents found it sweet that they became close friends and had laughed together one day when Jonghyun graduated from high school (with Minho's help in tutoring for final senior exams) and declared out loud that he'd wait until Minho graduated from high school next so they'd go to college together. During that one year of no school, Jonghyun had focused on only helping his mother, playing music, and spending time at Minho's house.
Going back on track to the story, Minho raised his eyebrow at his elder friend. "Yah, since when should I look cool for the ladies? Since when were you into ladies??" He asked in confusion.
Jonghyun whined and shook his head, patting Minho on the back as a sign that he could stand properly now. The young man arched his back slightly and stretched his muscles. "I'm not into ladies, you dumb butt! You should know that by now!"
Minho nodded then shivered as the image replayed in his head of how he found out that his best friend was rooting for the other team. He didn't really want to remember how he came home from his part time job to find Jonghyun naked on the couch underneath a shirtless man who had his jeans still on (to which he thanked God that he came home to cockblock). He also didn't want to remember the making out session in the kitchen that he walked into the day after, when he came home from an afternoon class.
Funny thing was that they were two different men in each awkward moment, and after each moment, Minho kicked both men out of the apartment, cursing them loudly for tainting his innocent hyung. But both times Jonghyun had liked it and even admitted this, though it later occurred to Minho that Jonghyun thought dating different men each day was a good thing. The elder even encouraged him to do the same for the ladies, but Choi Minho wasn't like that.
"Hyung, let's just get to class."
Jonghyun nodded innocently and grabbed his schoolbag. Together, the two best friends walked to the university they attended in. Minho was still into soccer, it was evident from the gym bag he was carrying with Manchester labeled on it. However, he also had a thing for photography, which was why he had a strap around his neck that was attached to a Nikon D5000 camera.
On the other hand, Jonghyun was always into music and nothing else. If there was one class he struggled less in, it would be the music classes. He hummed a tune that he was currently working on for a school project while they were walking onto the university campus. Minho smiled as he heard the lovely voice and turned to him. "You're going to do great in the recital hall, hyung. I just know it."
Minho swore to himself that he could have seen Jonghyun's cheeks flush deep red at that moment. It was kind of cute. "No~ I'm not going to be able to do well today~!" He whined and glomped his tall young friend into a hug, eliciting squeals from passerbyers (mostly women and very few feminine men). Minho grinned and chuckled softly, returning the hug to Jonghyun. "Relax, hyung. You know this song by heart - hell, you wrote the entire song yourself!" He coaxed the elder as he carried him to class (after a few minutes of struggling, of course... Jonghyun didn't want to let go.).
"........the song was written for you." Jonghyun mumbled against Minho's chest while the two continued to walk to class, with Minho still carrying him like a child.
The tall man stopped walking as he heard Jonghyun and he could have sworn that his heart started beating faster than how it does when he does his daily runs during soccer practice.
In Minho's opinion, Jonghyun's performance at the semesterly recital was the best music he heard out of every performing music major.
Then again, in Minho's general opinion about music, the best music in the world was Jonghyun singing overall.
But he would never tell that to his elder friend. Not when he currently sees the said music major student hug their senior sunbae of the school from the music department, Lee Jinki, after the voice recital ended.
The young man sighed and stashed his present for his best friend back into his soccer bag. It was best to give it to him when the time was right. He walked over to the still hugging duo and cleared his throat loudly.
Jonghyun blushed upon seeing Minho's face and quickly slipped out of Jinki's hold to run into his arms. "MINHOOOOOOOO! DID YOU LIKE IT?!" He exclaimed in a hyper tone as he stared into his eyes.
Oh God, can he be any more cuter? Minho thought with a light chuckle and hugged him closely. "Of course not, hyung, I loved it! I want to actually thank you for dedicating that wonderful piece to me..." he whispered softly against Jonghyun's ear, causing the latter to blush and whine a bit. "Yah! Stop doing that~ you know how sensitive my skin is!"
Minho glanced over Jonghyun's body and internally smirk at the way Jinki's face contorted in jealous rage for one second before quickly pulling himself into a professional composition as other audience members congratulated Jinki for a spectacular performance.
The tall man didn't care about anyone else but the elder man in his arms. He subconsciously pressed a soft kiss on top of his head before ruffling his hear gently with his hand, causing the man to giggle against his chest. The two ignored the few adults from the recital hall who were glaring at them with nasty looks.
"....so in conclusion, I'd say that you should just get laid. You've been so uptight lately, Choi." A tall skinny man with blonde hair finished explaining his social thesis towards the subject of his thesis in the men's locker rooms at the university while buttoning up his skinny jeans.
Minho wrinkled his nose and reached into his locker for his own jeans, which were a straight cut and not too tight. He eyed at the blonde man's jeans with disgust. "Seriously, how can you wear those tight ass jeans after sweating all over after an hour in the weight room?!" He asked in exasperation while changing his clothes, leaving himself shirtless after putting on his jeans.
The blonde man scoffed and rolled his eyes, taking off his own shirt and dumping it in his own locker. "First of all, it gets even more icky and steamy in this gym, so I would rather have girls flaunting over how manly I am with sweat still on me and jeans that show my sexy ass instead of worrying about how stinky I smell. I will not take a shower with men around me. That's just gay."
"..........dude, your whole wardrobe speaks gay."
"At least I'm not lusting after men."
Minho sighed in frustration and narrowed his eyes. "I'm not, either, Key."
Said man raised an eyebrow at him and crossed his arms over his bare chest. "Three words. Kim. Jong. Hyun." He uttered.
The taller of the two flustered a bit and looked down.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. So the second thing I was about to say before I was rudely interrupted was that you shouldn't change the subject. If you don't want Jonghyun to know you like him then get over him and go to a club, hire a stripper, and do the naughty! You've been too tense during soccer practice for the past week!" Key nagged at him while looking for his sneakers.
Minho was about to say something else, but then a tall brunette (not as tall as Minho) came over to them, wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist. "What's going on, hyungs?"
Key's head shot up from his locker and grinned. "Hey, Taemin! I was just telling Choi here that he should get laid to relieve some stress."
"I'm not doing it, Kibum."
"Hyung, I only half agree with him," Taemin voiced out to Minho while opening his own locker. Key narrowed his eyes at the young brunette. "That doesn't make sense! How can I be half right?!" He scoffed.
Taemin rolled his eyes as he took out his boxers, pulling the towel off of his waist. "The right part was that Minho hyung definitely needs to get laid. Have you seen him play recently? He's too fucking stressed for his own good."
"Right here, guys, right here." Minho muttered to himself.
Key stuck his tongue out at him and turned to Taemin. "Okay, what's the wrong thing that I said, since you agree with me on that subject?"
"Minho hyung shouldn't go to a stripper to release his tension. He should go release it on Jonghyun hyung."
Minho's eyes widened and snapped towards Taemin. "You're kidding me, right?! I can't take advantage of him!"
Key appeared to be in thought for a short moment before snapping his fingers. "Lee's right, Choi. You should grow some damn balls and ask him out. Knowing Jonghyun hyung, he's not going to be awkward around you even if he rejects you." He explained with a nonchalant grace as he finished dressing up with a loose shirt and slammed his locker door shut. "See you later, bitches~" The sassy soccer player cooed out as he sauntered out of the locker room.
".......remind me again why we're friends with him?" Minho muttered while putting on a tank top.
"Because he's Jonghyun hyung's second bodyguard in this university." Taemin answered him while dressing in his regular day clothes.
Minho nodded as he leaned against his locker after closing it shut. "Thanks for reminding me how truly sincere Kibum is towards Jonghyun hyung. I mean, ever since he and I entered this campus, Kibum's had our backs in the social society."
"No problem. Now go and give hyung that present you've been wanting to give him since we entered that jewelry store last week."
The tall man groaned and leaned his forehead against the cool exterior of his locker door. "Do I have to?" he whined.
Taemin sighed and patted his friend's back after closing his locker shut. "If you want Jinki sunbae to scram and stay away from Jonghyun hyung, yes."
Later that day in the evening, Jonghyun came home to his and Minho's apartment with Jinki. They drove over there in Jinki's new black Mercedes Benz and parked right up front of the building. Jonghyun beamed at his sunbae while unbuckling his seat and clutching his shopping bag tightly. "Thank you, Lee sunbaenim, for driving me home! Also, thank you for accompanying me while I picked out a gift for Minho at the jewelry store!"
Jinki's lips twitched slightly and he pushed the bridge of his glasses back into place on the bridge of his nose. "It's no problem. I just don't understand why you would buy something so intimate for your roommate." He flatly stated, looking extremely jealous.
It was only at this point that the shorter man noticed how upset Jinki was when mentioning Minho and he also noticed how closer he was to him inside the vehicle. "S-Sunbaenim? I told you before when we first met, I love Minho...." He stuttered and backed up towards the car door.
"Oh? Does he love you back? You know he only feels sorry for you. He must think you're a gay slut for dating other guys instead of him." Jinki slightly snarled and reached over to quickly lock the door behind Jonghyun, then gently stroked his cheek. "I can make you feel so good, Jonghyun-ah.... Minho's just some jock who I hear couldn't cut it as a soccer player in high school so he's playing soccer now as a pointless career."
The shorter man frowned. "You don't know him! He's the best soccer player ever! Minho's not only into sports - he's working to be a photographer!" He retorted in exclamation. He internally smiled when he thought of his best friend admitting his change in career paths when the latter was graduating from high school and had confessed about his open sexuality to both genders. It was only recently that Jonghyun had realized his love for the tall young man and stopped dating other guys.
"My, my, Jonghyun~ you don't get it, do you? You belong to me! You always have been since you came to be my student!" Jinki growled and ripped the glasses off his own face.
Jonghyun didn't know what possessed Lee sunbae to be scaring him like this. He clutched the gift tighter to protect it. This is for Minho - I must give this to him to confess! He thought to himself. It's not my fault I was too slow to realize I love my neighbor!
It was then something must have snapped in Jonghyun's mind, because suddenly everything surrounding him made sense in his slow mentality.
Jinki sunbae was jealous - Jonghyun knew that emotion because Minho had that facial expression sometimes when his older brother would get a gift from their parents that was slightly better than his. Jonghyun knew this because he was over at Minho's house almost every day. The shorter man cursed at his current situation - this whole "giving a ride home" angle was Jinki's plan to have him all to himself.
Jonghyun didn't like that. Jonghyun didn't like that at all.
"GET OFF ME!" He screeched and head butted Jinki, who yelled and groaned, rubbing his head. That gave Jonghyun the advantage of jumping out of the car and running with the gift in his hand towards his apartment door. His luck started to show as he noticed the lights were on behind the windows. "MINHO!" He screamed and started running as he saw the door open, but someone pulled him back and gagged his mouth with a scarf.
Minho had been waiting for Jonghyun to come home ever since he himself came home five hours earlier. When he heard Jonghyun's scream of his name, he immediately knew something was off and ran towards the door, pulling it open. He saw Jonghyun with a shopping bag in his hand run towards him but was stopped and gagged by Lee sunbae. The tall man growled and ran at full speed towards them. He ripped Jonghyun from Jinki's grasps, and with one foot, he kicked the eldest man in the rear.
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, YOU PERVERT!" Minho roared at Jinki's retreating figure to the car. When he made sure the car drove off into the night, he quickly pulled Jonghyun into their apartment and into his embrace. "Are you alright?!" He asked hastily. "Tell me if something is wrong!"
".....I-I'm fine...." Jonghyun stuttered and hiccuped, starting to sob on Minho's tank top.
Both of them knew it was going to be a long night. Thank God for the weekend.
".....Minho, what's this?"
Said man turned in the bed the next day towards Jonghyun's voice. He was still half asleep and it was 2:28pm, according to his alarm clock beside the bedside table. "Hm?"
Jonghyun, who camped in Minho's bed for the late night with dried tears, held out a dark green box. The lid was open and the sun from the windowsill shone on a ring perched inside the box. The ring was a silver platinum band decorated in New York crystal diamonds. Minho watched how Jonghyun's eyes widened in awe and shock.
Now Minho was wide awake.
"Um.....it's for you."
The shorter man whipped his head towards Minho. "You....." He trailed off in confusion before his head perked up and his back straightened in alert. "Omo, this matches the ring I bought you!"
Minho's mind froze. "W-what?!"
Jonghyun leaned over to Minho's side where the shopping bag he was clutching to the night before was and he pulled out a navy blue box, similar shape to the box Minho was going to give to Jonghyun. Minho's eyes widened at the familiar box. "No, you didn't..."
The elder man beamed innocently and opened it towards Minho to show a ring that was similar to Jonghyun's, but without the diamonds. It was a sleek simple band of silver platinum and it definitely was the missing pair of what Minho bought for Jonghyun.
"......hyung, we bought each other matching rings?" Minho asked in disbelief.
"I guess we did....." Jonghyun blushed and looked over at Minho. "It took me a while.....but I realize I love you."
Minho gaped at him for a while. When his brain started to work, he closed his mouth shut and quickly pounced on the elder man, who squeaked innocently as they fell on the fluffy bed. The taller man whispered the three words back against his lips as they quickly stripped off their clothes and crawled underneath the covers. Together, they whispered each other promises of a future together and when the act of physical love was over with, Minho wrapped his arms securely around the shorter male, who was busy trying to catch his breath.
"......you're a virgin, hyung?"
A nod on his chest was the answer.
"Oh thank God!" He let out a relief exasperation and kissed Jonghyun, thanking to every god out there in the universe that he was able to cockblock every one of Jonghyun's past boyfriends.
Kibum and Taemin watched a certain tall athlete score in a pre-game before a soccer tournament would begin, which was in a few hours. They watched how carefree and lively Minho seemed to be after the weekend was over.
The younger man leaned in towards the sassy soccer player standing beside him near the soccer field. "Is it me or does Minho hyung look like he got laid?"
Kibum smirked and held out his hand. "Pay up, bitch. $50. American." Taemin grumbled and pulled out his wallet, slapping the foreign currency on his friend's palm.
It was then that they noticed someone running funny on the field. They squinted their eyes and saw Jonghyun jumping into Minho's arms, then Minho laughing and playfully scolding him to be careful of his lower back.
Taemin noticed the blush and it was his turn to smirk while sticking his hand out. "Pay up, bitch. $50. Euros." Kibum grumbled and reached into his manpurse for foreign currency.