Yes, My Master (12/?)
Title: Yes, My Master (12/?)
Author : Ahra
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Choi Minho - the sexiest, smartest, richest guy in universe. Unbeatable in the school grade and currently leading a top company under his father's name as the youngest president. Lee Taemin is all Minho needs as his personal assistant. Yes, perfect combination in work, life, and perhaps, love.
This chapter is kinda short. Read the a/n below. and, i'm sorry if the story is a bit rushed.
" Minho, i gotta drag this guy to nearby police station and ask him for any possible explanation added with force if needed," Jonghyun flicked his fringes and then shifted his gaze to the helpless guy below. " You just can rethink what i've said earlier - i mean, take care of him, your precious Taeminnie."
.
.
.
Taemin blinked, lifting his perfect scluptured eyebrow when he noticed his Young Master had returned. He crawled off the bed and quickly took adorable steps to approach the hunky man forward. Taemin smiled, greeting Minho's shining morning, which is Taemin was sure his smile can lit up whole universe if he wants.
" Good morning."
Minho snuck his strong arms around the tiny slim waist and pulled the younger agaisnt his muscled chest, crashing their bodies together. He nuzzled Taemin's neck, hand ruffling the auburn locks with overwhelming affection. " Morning, love."
The 'love' made Taemin blush, clearly forgetting that they had been into a relationship now and the dashing man before him was his boyfriend.
"Minho," Taemin snuggled, " Where are you from?"
Taemin noticed the stiffened body after he inquired the question so he looked up. " Young Master?"
Minho pulled Taemin's chin toward him and captured his lips in a kiss. Taemin gasped but was willing anyway to open his mouth shyly, giving the access for Minho to push his tongue in.
" Mm, morning smell," Taemin whined in their kisses and swore that Minho was smiling, instead he deepened the kiss. Minho snuck his hand into Taemin's fabric, caressing the soft skin underneath, circling Taemin's spine. Taemin locked the older by wrapping Minho's neck with his arms, responding the kiss back. Minho placed butterfly kisses along Taemin's jaw, adoring the fact that timeless beauty owner was his now, and he could indulge himself by worshipping the sweet scent coming from the white skin of Taemin.
But Taemin knew Minho was acting weird. Rather than saying he was being intimate and romantic helpless guy, he was more like scared.
" Young Master?"
But Minho didn't respond but continued to kiss, lick the collarbone.
Taemin closed his eyes, panting poorly but somehow with Minho's hearing it sounded cute so he trailed more kisses, leaving light red hickeys on the pale skin.
" Well, Minho, we should prepare now.. School isn't willing to wait only for us, remember?"
" Okay," There was clearly a disappointment beneath Minho's husky voice, but Taemin was right anyway. Before they broke free, Minho placed a soft kiss on Taemin's plush lips once more, and the younger blushed even madly.
But the kiss was so cold, full of fear.
Taemin eyes flustered open, searching for any sign in those beautiful, big brown orbs.
And he felt a sudden loss when the strong arms unclasped from him. Minho turned his heel, facing his well built backside to Taemin.
Being on Minho's side for seven years was enough for Taemin to notice any oddity in Minho.
and yes, Minho was being extremely odd - at least Taemin felt so.
.
.
.
" Hyung,"
The JinKey couple who was being lovey dovey by feeding each other with a chicken - Taemin didn't get from which aspect it's counted as romantic but Taemin didn't choose to give a damn - gave Taemin a questioning look.
" Yes?"
" Well," Taemin's fingers squirmed little, " Were you with Minho?"
They exchanged a look and shrugged. " No, why? I thought he was with you."
" But young master often plays with you during break time, Key Hyung," Taemin puffed out his red cheeks, " yet i want to talk about later's meeting, oh well. He has been acting weird since this morning."
Key rolled his eyes, obviously looking annoyed to Minho for making his baby confused. " That frog guy, duh," Key's hand shifted to ruffle Taemin's auburn locks and smiled, " I'm going to tell you if i'm with him. Jinki too." which gave a small nod from Jinki. The older of them pinched Taemin's cheek earning a small cry from the youngest. " Don't worry. If you have any pique storming your head, just punch him with Key's spatula or something. I'm sure he would not act weird for nothing."
Taemin titled helplessly. " To think that since yesterday's night he has been being so clingy and keep kissing me," he murmured almost inaudible absentmindedly, but it didnt thwart Key's sharp hearing to mishear the 'kissing' word.
" WHAT?"
Taemin blinked twice in suprise, feeling scared. " Y.. yes?"
" ARE YOU TWO NOW DATING LIKE, FINALLY?" and a red flush stained Taemin's cheeks, reddening his entire face slowly. Key wasn't dumb to read Taemin's awkward reaction so he gripped both sides of Taemin, closing the space of their bodies, face on the same level. " Why didn't you tell me?"
Taemin's voiceless answer explained Key that he even hardly remembered to announce anything, and the kisses. He must have drowned into a deep pleasure. and Minho's kissing skill. Sweet God.
So then Key decided to back off and put his left arm on his hip. " You owe me to tell the good shit later, 'kay?" He eyed Taemin sharply and eventually grinned, " while i'm looking forward your cute little story, wassup with his odd attitude?"
Taemin chortled childishly and nodded. " Okay, Hyung." then he stopped for a moment, " Well, he looks kinda weird - yes he was being clingy as usual and his hands were around me still, could not keep away. But i noticed he wasn't being his normal self, no need to observe any further either."
Of course, after seven years together and they had been developing feelings to each other, Taemin knew Minho the best. so did Minho. Key gave a sympathy look and gripped Taemin's shoulder, smiling genuinely. " Why don't you cheer him up? Maybe he got something bothering him, and it's your job as his personal assistant and lovely boyfriend to please him, right?"
Taemin could not hide his grin and he crashed Key for a bear hug. " Thanks, Hyung. You know you are right."
" I would not be a diva for nothing, my baby."
" Sure you are."
Jinki cleared his throat, feeling not sure to interrupt their BFF time but it was loud enough to make them turn their heads in a same time. Jinki narrowed his eyes and put on a smile. " If i could suggest something, Taemin-ah? and for me, it'd be good if it were a chicken."
.
.
.
Minho closed his eyes, leaning his back against the head of brench, looking up to the wide, blue sky above. His mind wandered as the chilly breeze blew his hair, stroking gently his skin. He wasn't intending to meet Key like usually now so he ended up sitting alone at the school's park.
" Take care of him - your precious Taeminnie."
Minho's eyes twitched.
" Destroying the president's mental by kidnapping the one they love is the easiest way so far, and the most brilliant way, i suppose."
His heart throbbed frantically, snapping his eyes open, panting badly.
Flashes of images were playing fast like a slide show in Minho's mind, and they were all Taemin's expressions.
Taemin's smile.
Taemin's laugh.
Taemin's pout.
Taemin's anger.
and Taemin's tears.
What if he's eventually crying, and not able to take the funk anymore, just because of their love, their relationship?
Minho was scared - if his position only breaks someone his love at the end.
Why did they even have this kind of feeling, the first caught their attention, and drew them in to a deeper affection - called as love?
It was as if the air around them had stilled, Minho clenched his fist.
Is it that wrong to be in love with someone for me?
Why it must be him?
And Choi Minho groaned in frustation, letting out his anger, unknowingly dropping a slight tears under his subsconcious.
.
.
.
Taemin realized enough that Minho was having a stresstruck in his head, to the extent he forgot to cling around him. From they took a ride back to home until when they set in Minho's room, he still didn't say any particular word which was giving Taemin little bit worry. But Taemin chose to not bother Minho at the moment and kept his curiousity in silent. Taemin ditched Minho's bag to the desk and prepared casual outfits for Minho to change.
The young master didn't let out any noise, even a little groan or anything. Taemin missed Minho's idiot whines. or his unreasonable grouse. After Minho had a talk with Jonghyun, he had acted weird, never been close to work his ass off in their intimacy. He just looked away, staring the empty space the day away.
" .. Taemin."
Taemin jolted in shock, obviously not expecting Minho to call his name. " Yes?"
Minho slowly clung his hands around the younger boy's gorgeous body, pulling him against the solid chest and hiding his face to the soft, silky hairs. Taemin responded by hugging back, wrapping the strong body with his arms. " Minho?" He whispered right below Minho's ear, sending a shiver to Minho's spine.
" Taemin. Taemin. Taemin." he spelled Taemin's name like it was the only thing he knew, and he chanted repeatedly that felt like eternity.
" Yes, Young Master?" A calm yet worried tone was evident in Taemin's voice, silently asking Minho to share his thoughts.
But Minho didn't respond anything, once again. Instead they broke apart, eyes locking deeply to Taemin's.
" I'm worried, Taemin."
Taemin raised his brow, face scrunching up.
" About what?"
Minho bit his lips, ingesting the hesitation back along with his spit.
Seeing as the frustation was about to block his voice's way in the throat, Minho finally spoke with a little force to his concern.
" Taemin, you see.."
As if that beautiful creature prevented him from doing so, but Minho had to ask this.
Honestly Minho didn't need a answer.
He just had to say it.
" Is it wrong for us to be in love.."
Minho's head felt hurt, twitching like there's no end. His heart was aching so bad.
Those beautiful doe eyes made it even worse. It held the timeless sparkle, innocence - which was killing Minho slowly.
Because he loved him, that's why he felt the pain rushing in his heart.
" .. or even, in relationship?"
That time Minho was sorely sure, he didn't miss the painful look in Taemin's eyes.
You will be in danger if you are with me, Taeminnie.
a/n: sorry for not updating in a while. I was busy with school and cover dance stuffs, also for the new year. I might update this story little bit late again bcs school is being so tight lately :'< so forgive me. and umm, happy (late) new year, all <3 *spreads 2min's love around the world* and for fairysiand i'm having some difficulites to beta yours, the story is kinda long and i need a time to fix them in real quick so i'm sorry T_T
Those who i don't give a spot like previous and still want one, please tell me! I'm not sure if i spot right this time, for some reason =.=
Author : Ahra
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Choi Minho - the sexiest, smartest, richest guy in universe. Unbeatable in the school grade and currently leading a top company under his father's name as the youngest president. Lee Taemin is all Minho needs as his personal assistant. Yes, perfect combination in work, life, and perhaps, love.
This chapter is kinda short. Read the a/n below. and, i'm sorry if the story is a bit rushed.
" Minho, i gotta drag this guy to nearby police station and ask him for any possible explanation added with force if needed," Jonghyun flicked his fringes and then shifted his gaze to the helpless guy below. " You just can rethink what i've said earlier - i mean, take care of him, your precious Taeminnie."
.
.
.
Taemin blinked, lifting his perfect scluptured eyebrow when he noticed his Young Master had returned. He crawled off the bed and quickly took adorable steps to approach the hunky man forward. Taemin smiled, greeting Minho's shining morning, which is Taemin was sure his smile can lit up whole universe if he wants.
" Good morning."
Minho snuck his strong arms around the tiny slim waist and pulled the younger agaisnt his muscled chest, crashing their bodies together. He nuzzled Taemin's neck, hand ruffling the auburn locks with overwhelming affection. " Morning, love."
The 'love' made Taemin blush, clearly forgetting that they had been into a relationship now and the dashing man before him was his boyfriend.
"Minho," Taemin snuggled, " Where are you from?"
Taemin noticed the stiffened body after he inquired the question so he looked up. " Young Master?"
Minho pulled Taemin's chin toward him and captured his lips in a kiss. Taemin gasped but was willing anyway to open his mouth shyly, giving the access for Minho to push his tongue in.
" Mm, morning smell," Taemin whined in their kisses and swore that Minho was smiling, instead he deepened the kiss. Minho snuck his hand into Taemin's fabric, caressing the soft skin underneath, circling Taemin's spine. Taemin locked the older by wrapping Minho's neck with his arms, responding the kiss back. Minho placed butterfly kisses along Taemin's jaw, adoring the fact that timeless beauty owner was his now, and he could indulge himself by worshipping the sweet scent coming from the white skin of Taemin.
But Taemin knew Minho was acting weird. Rather than saying he was being intimate and romantic helpless guy, he was more like scared.
" Young Master?"
But Minho didn't respond but continued to kiss, lick the collarbone.
Taemin closed his eyes, panting poorly but somehow with Minho's hearing it sounded cute so he trailed more kisses, leaving light red hickeys on the pale skin.
" Well, Minho, we should prepare now.. School isn't willing to wait only for us, remember?"
" Okay," There was clearly a disappointment beneath Minho's husky voice, but Taemin was right anyway. Before they broke free, Minho placed a soft kiss on Taemin's plush lips once more, and the younger blushed even madly.
But the kiss was so cold, full of fear.
Taemin eyes flustered open, searching for any sign in those beautiful, big brown orbs.
And he felt a sudden loss when the strong arms unclasped from him. Minho turned his heel, facing his well built backside to Taemin.
Being on Minho's side for seven years was enough for Taemin to notice any oddity in Minho.
and yes, Minho was being extremely odd - at least Taemin felt so.
.
.
.
" Hyung,"
The JinKey couple who was being lovey dovey by feeding each other with a chicken - Taemin didn't get from which aspect it's counted as romantic but Taemin didn't choose to give a damn - gave Taemin a questioning look.
" Yes?"
" Well," Taemin's fingers squirmed little, " Were you with Minho?"
They exchanged a look and shrugged. " No, why? I thought he was with you."
" But young master often plays with you during break time, Key Hyung," Taemin puffed out his red cheeks, " yet i want to talk about later's meeting, oh well. He has been acting weird since this morning."
Key rolled his eyes, obviously looking annoyed to Minho for making his baby confused. " That frog guy, duh," Key's hand shifted to ruffle Taemin's auburn locks and smiled, " I'm going to tell you if i'm with him. Jinki too." which gave a small nod from Jinki. The older of them pinched Taemin's cheek earning a small cry from the youngest. " Don't worry. If you have any pique storming your head, just punch him with Key's spatula or something. I'm sure he would not act weird for nothing."
Taemin titled helplessly. " To think that since yesterday's night he has been being so clingy and keep kissing me," he murmured almost inaudible absentmindedly, but it didnt thwart Key's sharp hearing to mishear the 'kissing' word.
" WHAT?"
Taemin blinked twice in suprise, feeling scared. " Y.. yes?"
" ARE YOU TWO NOW DATING LIKE, FINALLY?" and a red flush stained Taemin's cheeks, reddening his entire face slowly. Key wasn't dumb to read Taemin's awkward reaction so he gripped both sides of Taemin, closing the space of their bodies, face on the same level. " Why didn't you tell me?"
Taemin's voiceless answer explained Key that he even hardly remembered to announce anything, and the kisses. He must have drowned into a deep pleasure. and Minho's kissing skill. Sweet God.
So then Key decided to back off and put his left arm on his hip. " You owe me to tell the good shit later, 'kay?" He eyed Taemin sharply and eventually grinned, " while i'm looking forward your cute little story, wassup with his odd attitude?"
Taemin chortled childishly and nodded. " Okay, Hyung." then he stopped for a moment, " Well, he looks kinda weird - yes he was being clingy as usual and his hands were around me still, could not keep away. But i noticed he wasn't being his normal self, no need to observe any further either."
Of course, after seven years together and they had been developing feelings to each other, Taemin knew Minho the best. so did Minho. Key gave a sympathy look and gripped Taemin's shoulder, smiling genuinely. " Why don't you cheer him up? Maybe he got something bothering him, and it's your job as his personal assistant and lovely boyfriend to please him, right?"
Taemin could not hide his grin and he crashed Key for a bear hug. " Thanks, Hyung. You know you are right."
" I would not be a diva for nothing, my baby."
" Sure you are."
Jinki cleared his throat, feeling not sure to interrupt their BFF time but it was loud enough to make them turn their heads in a same time. Jinki narrowed his eyes and put on a smile. " If i could suggest something, Taemin-ah? and for me, it'd be good if it were a chicken."
.
.
.
Minho closed his eyes, leaning his back against the head of brench, looking up to the wide, blue sky above. His mind wandered as the chilly breeze blew his hair, stroking gently his skin. He wasn't intending to meet Key like usually now so he ended up sitting alone at the school's park.
" Take care of him - your precious Taeminnie."
Minho's eyes twitched.
" Destroying the president's mental by kidnapping the one they love is the easiest way so far, and the most brilliant way, i suppose."
His heart throbbed frantically, snapping his eyes open, panting badly.
Flashes of images were playing fast like a slide show in Minho's mind, and they were all Taemin's expressions.
Taemin's smile.
Taemin's laugh.
Taemin's pout.
Taemin's anger.
and Taemin's tears.
What if he's eventually crying, and not able to take the funk anymore, just because of their love, their relationship?
Minho was scared - if his position only breaks someone his love at the end.
Why did they even have this kind of feeling, the first caught their attention, and drew them in to a deeper affection - called as love?
It was as if the air around them had stilled, Minho clenched his fist.
Is it that wrong to be in love with someone for me?
Why it must be him?
And Choi Minho groaned in frustation, letting out his anger, unknowingly dropping a slight tears under his subsconcious.
.
.
.
Taemin realized enough that Minho was having a stresstruck in his head, to the extent he forgot to cling around him. From they took a ride back to home until when they set in Minho's room, he still didn't say any particular word which was giving Taemin little bit worry. But Taemin chose to not bother Minho at the moment and kept his curiousity in silent. Taemin ditched Minho's bag to the desk and prepared casual outfits for Minho to change.
The young master didn't let out any noise, even a little groan or anything. Taemin missed Minho's idiot whines. or his unreasonable grouse. After Minho had a talk with Jonghyun, he had acted weird, never been close to work his ass off in their intimacy. He just looked away, staring the empty space the day away.
" .. Taemin."
Taemin jolted in shock, obviously not expecting Minho to call his name. " Yes?"
Minho slowly clung his hands around the younger boy's gorgeous body, pulling him against the solid chest and hiding his face to the soft, silky hairs. Taemin responded by hugging back, wrapping the strong body with his arms. " Minho?" He whispered right below Minho's ear, sending a shiver to Minho's spine.
" Taemin. Taemin. Taemin." he spelled Taemin's name like it was the only thing he knew, and he chanted repeatedly that felt like eternity.
" Yes, Young Master?" A calm yet worried tone was evident in Taemin's voice, silently asking Minho to share his thoughts.
But Minho didn't respond anything, once again. Instead they broke apart, eyes locking deeply to Taemin's.
" I'm worried, Taemin."
Taemin raised his brow, face scrunching up.
" About what?"
Minho bit his lips, ingesting the hesitation back along with his spit.
Seeing as the frustation was about to block his voice's way in the throat, Minho finally spoke with a little force to his concern.
" Taemin, you see.."
As if that beautiful creature prevented him from doing so, but Minho had to ask this.
Honestly Minho didn't need a answer.
He just had to say it.
" Is it wrong for us to be in love.."
Minho's head felt hurt, twitching like there's no end. His heart was aching so bad.
Those beautiful doe eyes made it even worse. It held the timeless sparkle, innocence - which was killing Minho slowly.
Because he loved him, that's why he felt the pain rushing in his heart.
" .. or even, in relationship?"
That time Minho was sorely sure, he didn't miss the painful look in Taemin's eyes.
You will be in danger if you are with me, Taeminnie.
a/n: sorry for not updating in a while. I was busy with school and cover dance stuffs, also for the new year. I might update this story little bit late again bcs school is being so tight lately :'< so forgive me. and umm, happy (late) new year, all <3 *spreads 2min's love around the world* and for fairysiand i'm having some difficulites to beta yours, the story is kinda long and i need a time to fix them in real quick so i'm sorry T_T
Those who i don't give a spot like previous and still want one, please tell me! I'm not sure if i spot right this time, for some reason =.=