Drabble: Wallet
Wallet
Onew/Minho ; PG-13
*Factual
“Minho yah.”
Minho stirred awake from his daydream, turning his head to Shinee’s softie leader. They both laid on clear grass, getting their thoughts away from the real world, away from everything that wasn’t happiness.
“Yes hyung?” The younger boy bit his lower lip and fought back the urge to smile at Onew who had the expression of confusion. It amused Minho how his hyung managed to look and act naïve with innocence mixed into one.
“Does it ever bother you that I’m older and literally am a living piece of tofu?” The leader was quite blunt with his question, but the modesty made it harder for a smile to be fought back.
Turning to his side and lazily slinging his arm around his hyung’s waist, Minho just shook his head. “It never does.”
The younger boy’s words always reassured Onew somehow because he knew whatever Minho said was out of his own thoughts. It was honest and true, something that the leader liked about the rapper. He suddenly felt the urge to pounce as he tried to get up and flailed his arms around in the process. Somehow, his hand landed near the inner part of the younger boy’s thigh, seeing a lump close to his crotch. Minho usually kept his wallet in the front of his pants pocket so Jinki gave the wallet a squeeze.
He questioned why the wallet could swish. He also asked himself why the wallet wasn’t square anymore. It was hard and big but it wasn’t square.
“Hey Minho yah, did you buy a new wallet because---” The leader froze, as he gripped the ‘wallet’ more and reasoned that it wasn’t a wallet in Minho’s pants. “OH MY GOD THAT’S NOT YOUR WALLET IN MY HAND IS IT?”
Minho gave him a confused look and looked where the leader’s hand was. He his head right away and blushed a deep red.
"I didn't even bring my wallet today, hyung."
Hiding in bushes somewhere with binoculars a good fifty-two meters away from Onew and Minho, Jonghyun, Key and Taemin watched the couple scramble with their faces flustered and Onew apologizing like no tomorrow.
“Now I understand why they haven’t gotten farther than kissing.” Jonghyun just stared, amused. His binoculars poked through the many leaves and twigs of the bush.
“Give them time, they’re a shy couple. Minho is a Greek God, he’ll get Jinki hyung naked after this week, I’m betting.” Key pushed back the bundle of leaves back into place and sat back, leaning against a tree.
“I’m betting two weeks.” Jonghyun confidently challenged, taking out a weeks worth of grocery money for betting.
“Fine, deal.” Key agreed and crossed his arms. Taemin, who stared at both of them just scoffed and rolled his eyes. “I’m betting that Minho hyung will break hyung’s cherry tonight.”
Smirking at the deal, Jonghyun and Key placed their final bets and babbled on about how exactly the leader’s first time would turn out.
Later that night, Taemin won the bet and even provided the loser competition proof. Jonghyun and Key didn’t question the magnae’s sneakiness nor did they want to question how much of a Greek God Minho actually was.
Onew/Minho ; PG-13
*Factual
“Minho yah.”
Minho stirred awake from his daydream, turning his head to Shinee’s softie leader. They both laid on clear grass, getting their thoughts away from the real world, away from everything that wasn’t happiness.
“Yes hyung?” The younger boy bit his lower lip and fought back the urge to smile at Onew who had the expression of confusion. It amused Minho how his hyung managed to look and act naïve with innocence mixed into one.
“Does it ever bother you that I’m older and literally am a living piece of tofu?” The leader was quite blunt with his question, but the modesty made it harder for a smile to be fought back.
Turning to his side and lazily slinging his arm around his hyung’s waist, Minho just shook his head. “It never does.”
The younger boy’s words always reassured Onew somehow because he knew whatever Minho said was out of his own thoughts. It was honest and true, something that the leader liked about the rapper. He suddenly felt the urge to pounce as he tried to get up and flailed his arms around in the process. Somehow, his hand landed near the inner part of the younger boy’s thigh, seeing a lump close to his crotch. Minho usually kept his wallet in the front of his pants pocket so Jinki gave the wallet a squeeze.
He questioned why the wallet could swish. He also asked himself why the wallet wasn’t square anymore. It was hard and big but it wasn’t square.
“Hey Minho yah, did you buy a new wallet because---” The leader froze, as he gripped the ‘wallet’ more and reasoned that it wasn’t a wallet in Minho’s pants. “OH MY GOD THAT’S NOT YOUR WALLET IN MY HAND IS IT?”
Minho gave him a confused look and looked where the leader’s hand was. He his head right away and blushed a deep red.
"I didn't even bring my wallet today, hyung."
Hiding in bushes somewhere with binoculars a good fifty-two meters away from Onew and Minho, Jonghyun, Key and Taemin watched the couple scramble with their faces flustered and Onew apologizing like no tomorrow.
“Now I understand why they haven’t gotten farther than kissing.” Jonghyun just stared, amused. His binoculars poked through the many leaves and twigs of the bush.
“Give them time, they’re a shy couple. Minho is a Greek God, he’ll get Jinki hyung naked after this week, I’m betting.” Key pushed back the bundle of leaves back into place and sat back, leaning against a tree.
“I’m betting two weeks.” Jonghyun confidently challenged, taking out a weeks worth of grocery money for betting.
“Fine, deal.” Key agreed and crossed his arms. Taemin, who stared at both of them just scoffed and rolled his eyes. “I’m betting that Minho hyung will break hyung’s cherry tonight.”
Smirking at the deal, Jonghyun and Key placed their final bets and babbled on about how exactly the leader’s first time would turn out.
Later that night, Taemin won the bet and even provided the loser competition proof. Jonghyun and Key didn’t question the magnae’s sneakiness nor did they want to question how much of a Greek God Minho actually was.