A Tinge of Hope
A little sequel for my other oneshot, 'Lead Me On'
Tinge of Hope
(set in the 'Lead Me On' universe)
Minho leaned against the side of the toilet as he kneeled down on the cold tiles of the bathroom. After some failed attempts of gagging himself via poking his gag relfex with his finger, he finally succeeded in throwing up the oily and greasy breakfast he had this morning. He had nothing against Kibum's cooking but lately, he's been gaining unnecessary weight that's been annoyingly taking residence in his hips and cheeks. While his members were earning muscles from regularly working out in the gym, Minho had been earning nightmares, fats and dark bags under his eyes.
Onew's warm chocolate brown eyes were always there when he close his eyes. It would always turn into dangerous and scary ones even before he could enjoy getting lost into those beautiful orbs. The events of the night where he lost his virginity to Onew were always there at the back of his mind and when time gets worse, he'd feel Onew's gentle caress, kisses and touch against his skin. That night, those touches were comforting. But when Minho had been told that he had only been an instrument to relieve his hyung's sexual needs, it all transitioned from being gentle to a painful and frightening blows. The gentle, loving and caring leader that he used to see in Onew turned into a brutal, cruel and user beast.
But despite Minho's fears, he fell in love with Onew.
No matter how hard he tried to push the feeling out of his system, it keeps on coming back. It's like a venomous curse that he can't break free from. As much as he wanted to kill Onew for hurting him that much, he can't accept the thought of being taken away from Onew. That's also the reason why Minho never told anybody how Onew took advantage of him. Besides, it's not like Onew forced him. He was willing, remember?
"Minho! You're throwing up again?!"
Minho turned his head sharply to the doorway of the bathroom where Jonghyun was standing, arms crossed in from of his chest and an authorative glare fixed upon his puppy features. He cursed himself for being such an idiot that he forgot to lock the door. Without saying a word, Minho stood up and flushed the toilet before walking over to the sink to was his mouth. Still ignoring Jonghyun, Minho walked pass him. Jonghyun sighed and grabbed the hood of Minho's hoodie, dragging the younger back.
"Why were you throwing up thrice a day these past few weeks, huh? Are you pregnant or something?" said Jonghyun.
Jonghyun was trying to add humor to his statement when he said his last sentence. But he knew he failed when Minho frowned at him.
"I just ate too much!" said Minho.
He shrugged off Jonghyun's hand off his hoodie and started to walk away again but then, Jonghyun reapeated his actions and Minho was back to phase one.
"Too much? Minho, you barely ate. You only ate a strip of bacon and you didn't even eat the new dish that Kibum invented. You know, he's upset because he thinks that it's a terrible dish! Seriously, what is up with you? Why were you forcing yourself to throw up?"
Minho tensed. Jonghyun knows about him forcing himself to throw up? Minho panicked internally, trying to think of ways not to get caught.
"It's none of your business, Jonghyun."
Jonghyun was lightly pushed and words left his brain as he watched Minho's skinny frame retreat back into his room. Minho knows that problems like this are supposed to be shared to others so it wouldn't be deadly for the person shouldering the problem. But he can't get caught, right? He doesn't want Onew to be judged even if it meant him getting hurt.
~O~
"How come Onew got Jessica? I was courting her first!"
Minho's ears perked up at what Jonghyun said. He looked up from where he is and found Jonghyun watching the showbiz news. On their flat screen TV, Onew's picture was displayed. But he wasn't alone. A girl was beside him and they were walking hand in hand while wearing hoodies to disguise themselves. But the disguise obviously didn't work since they got recognized. Now, their relationship with each other had been publicized.
Minho wished that they had been more careful when it comes to disguising themselves so they won't be found out. If only they had been smarter and more careful, his heart won't be breaking into pieces right now.
Now he needs to double his diet because the more he gains weight, the more that Onew wouldn't like him. Onew likes thin people. Jessica is his new girlfriend and she's as thin as a barbecue stick and Minho would like to look like that. Maybe if he looks like that, Onew would give him more attention and maybe even like him back.
~O~
A light tap on his shoulder made Minho jump frantically. He turned around and found Onew standing behind him, his eyes still lined from the performance that they had five minutes ago and his hair, teased by a comb and held firmly into place by a bottle of hairspray. Minho couldn't help but gape at the Adonis that was standing in front of him. Onew's biceps were really nice and his shirt was so fit that his pecs were embossed on its outside.
"You wouldn't mind if I take you to the mall, do you, Minho-ah?" said Onew's deep and manly yet sweet and gently voice.
Minho shook his head and within a split second, he found himself in the manager's van being driven by Onew towards the nearby mall.
"You look thin, Minho. Have you been eating well?" said Onew.
"Yes, hyung," said Minho.
He doesn't want to think about how shaky his voice sounds like. This is his first time talking alone with Onew after the night of the incident.
"Well enough?" said Onew, raising a brow.
"Enough to keep myself from fainting."
"I told manager hyung to go easy on you on the hectic schedules for a while. I don't want you to get sick. It wou-"
Something snapped in Minho and suddenly, he was cutting off what Onew was saying with his temperamental reply.
"Stop acting as if you care for me!"
Onew hit the breaks and turned to face Minho with a confused look on his face.
"Minho, I care about you. You're my dongsaeng and I'm the leader of the band. Your well-being is my responsibility."
"Hyung, if you care for me, you wouldn't have taken advantage of me when we had been alone that night. You wouldn't lead me on like that."
Like a powerful punch straight to his gut, Onew's face immediately fell and the guilt started to bug him again. It's true that he's been having feelings for Minho before. But he has Jessica now and he wouldn't want to ruin his relationship with such a lovely girl.
"I'm sorry, Minho. I made a mistake for doing that with you. I don't know what got into me...Let's just go back to the dorm."
I made a mistake for doing that with you. I made a mistake for doing that with you. I made a mistake for doing that with you.
~O~
The night was cold and dark. Minho was curled up under the covers, looking out at the window and praying that history won't repeat itself. Once again, he and Onew had been left alone in the dorm while the other members went out to buy a new television (because Taemin threw a jackhammer at the old one). With every sound that he hears from the other side of the door, he would flinch and panic.
Somewhere in between flinches and panic attacks, Minho stopped breathing when he felt arms wrapping around his hips and turning him around. He came face to face with SHINee's leader who, this time, doesn't look all happy and squishy anymore. His eyes had dark bags under them, mirroring Minho's own dark bags under his wide eyes. It looks as if Onew hadn't been sleeping as well.
"Minho, do you know how much you've ruined my life?" said Onew.
Minho couldn't speak. He feels light headed as Onew's boyish scent envelope him into the tight embrace.
"You're everywhere. Whenever I turn around, your face seems to haunt me. This guilt I feel gets too much that it became love. Would yo believe me if I say I love you?"
Onew didn't wait for a reply from the boy and straight away placed a gentle but demanding kiss against Minho. There was a brief moment of argument inside Minho's brain. But as soon as he felt Onew's chubby fingers rubbing at the back of his neck, he let all of his doubts go and just give his all into the kiss. Onew broke their lip lock only to lay Minho on his back and proceeded on kissing the younger's jaw, nipping and sucking lovingly on the exposed skin.
Minho's brain was blank except for the joyful buzzing that it's producing as Onew and him went even farther than kissing. He looked at Onew and the way he was so gentle and slow this time around. They were lost in each other's eyes, so full of love and overwhelming passion as Minho's lips were caught in another sloppy kiss and within moments, both men were naked.
A moan escaped Minho's lips when he felt Onew's hard member poking his thigh.
"I'm getting my finger in, Minnie," whispered Onew breathlessly.
Minho closed his eyes, preparing himself for the hard part. Onew lifted Minho's thighs, sweaty hands hooked under Minho's knees. He placed a kiss on Minho's forehead as he pushed in his lubed finger in Minho's puckered hole. The younger gasped and whimpered silently underneath him, arms tightening around Onew's shoulders.
"God, oh, god, it hurts, hyung..."
Onew looked at Minho, worriedly and slowly pulling out his finger only to be stopped by Minho.
"No, don't leave me now, hyung. Don't leave what you started unfinished. You told me you love me and I'm not going to let you turn your back at me again. Please, just carry on," said Minho, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes.
So much emotion was being exchanged between them. Minho looks so beautiful under Onew, face contorting, transitioning from pain to pure bliss. When his body was ready enough, he was pulled up by Onew and with both of them sitting, looking at each other face to face, Onew entered Minho gently. As Minho's pleasured sounds escaped from his mouth, Onew promised himself that this time, he would man up and not turn his back on Minho once again.
"I love you, Minho, I love you so much," he whispered as he started to bounce Minho on his lap.
The younger closed his eyes and ran his fingers through Onew's hair, throwing his head back as his insides were touched by Onew's cock. Onew lapped up the exposed skin of Minho's neck as he continued thrust up into Minho's tight heat.
"H-hyung...faster," said Minho, bucking down with each buck up of Onew's hips.
When Onew's pace became faster, Minho clinged onto Onew, whimpering against the older's broad shoulder as the extreme pleasure assaulted his lithe body. Onew felt Minho's fingers tugging at his hair and knew that the younger was close so he lay Minho down on the bed and started thrusting faster and harder. Minho's head was thrashing from side to side and nails digging on Onew's biceps as his prostate was abused in such a delicious way.
"I'm coming! Shit, hyung! I'm gonna...!"
With the sight of ropes of white coming out of Minho's cock, Onew came as well, grunting lowly in his throat as he frantically thrusted madly in Minho to ride his orgasm out. When they were both sated, Onew pulled out of Minho and lay beside the younger.
"I'm sorry for the way I acted towards you back then. I never realized that you meant so much to me, Minho. Give me a second chance and I'll prove you that there's so much more than release in what I'm feeling towards you. Can I court you?" said Onew.
Minho laughed and nuzzled his face against Onew's naked chest.
"Court me? A suitor doesn't get to fuck the one he's courting. Let's just skip that and be a couple already."
Onew smiled and kissed the top of Minho's head.
"I'd like that, yeobo."
Tinge of Hope
(set in the 'Lead Me On' universe)
Minho leaned against the side of the toilet as he kneeled down on the cold tiles of the bathroom. After some failed attempts of gagging himself via poking his gag relfex with his finger, he finally succeeded in throwing up the oily and greasy breakfast he had this morning. He had nothing against Kibum's cooking but lately, he's been gaining unnecessary weight that's been annoyingly taking residence in his hips and cheeks. While his members were earning muscles from regularly working out in the gym, Minho had been earning nightmares, fats and dark bags under his eyes.
Onew's warm chocolate brown eyes were always there when he close his eyes. It would always turn into dangerous and scary ones even before he could enjoy getting lost into those beautiful orbs. The events of the night where he lost his virginity to Onew were always there at the back of his mind and when time gets worse, he'd feel Onew's gentle caress, kisses and touch against his skin. That night, those touches were comforting. But when Minho had been told that he had only been an instrument to relieve his hyung's sexual needs, it all transitioned from being gentle to a painful and frightening blows. The gentle, loving and caring leader that he used to see in Onew turned into a brutal, cruel and user beast.
But despite Minho's fears, he fell in love with Onew.
No matter how hard he tried to push the feeling out of his system, it keeps on coming back. It's like a venomous curse that he can't break free from. As much as he wanted to kill Onew for hurting him that much, he can't accept the thought of being taken away from Onew. That's also the reason why Minho never told anybody how Onew took advantage of him. Besides, it's not like Onew forced him. He was willing, remember?
"Minho! You're throwing up again?!"
Minho turned his head sharply to the doorway of the bathroom where Jonghyun was standing, arms crossed in from of his chest and an authorative glare fixed upon his puppy features. He cursed himself for being such an idiot that he forgot to lock the door. Without saying a word, Minho stood up and flushed the toilet before walking over to the sink to was his mouth. Still ignoring Jonghyun, Minho walked pass him. Jonghyun sighed and grabbed the hood of Minho's hoodie, dragging the younger back.
"Why were you throwing up thrice a day these past few weeks, huh? Are you pregnant or something?" said Jonghyun.
Jonghyun was trying to add humor to his statement when he said his last sentence. But he knew he failed when Minho frowned at him.
"I just ate too much!" said Minho.
He shrugged off Jonghyun's hand off his hoodie and started to walk away again but then, Jonghyun reapeated his actions and Minho was back to phase one.
"Too much? Minho, you barely ate. You only ate a strip of bacon and you didn't even eat the new dish that Kibum invented. You know, he's upset because he thinks that it's a terrible dish! Seriously, what is up with you? Why were you forcing yourself to throw up?"
Minho tensed. Jonghyun knows about him forcing himself to throw up? Minho panicked internally, trying to think of ways not to get caught.
"It's none of your business, Jonghyun."
Jonghyun was lightly pushed and words left his brain as he watched Minho's skinny frame retreat back into his room. Minho knows that problems like this are supposed to be shared to others so it wouldn't be deadly for the person shouldering the problem. But he can't get caught, right? He doesn't want Onew to be judged even if it meant him getting hurt.
~O~
"How come Onew got Jessica? I was courting her first!"
Minho's ears perked up at what Jonghyun said. He looked up from where he is and found Jonghyun watching the showbiz news. On their flat screen TV, Onew's picture was displayed. But he wasn't alone. A girl was beside him and they were walking hand in hand while wearing hoodies to disguise themselves. But the disguise obviously didn't work since they got recognized. Now, their relationship with each other had been publicized.
Minho wished that they had been more careful when it comes to disguising themselves so they won't be found out. If only they had been smarter and more careful, his heart won't be breaking into pieces right now.
Now he needs to double his diet because the more he gains weight, the more that Onew wouldn't like him. Onew likes thin people. Jessica is his new girlfriend and she's as thin as a barbecue stick and Minho would like to look like that. Maybe if he looks like that, Onew would give him more attention and maybe even like him back.
~O~
A light tap on his shoulder made Minho jump frantically. He turned around and found Onew standing behind him, his eyes still lined from the performance that they had five minutes ago and his hair, teased by a comb and held firmly into place by a bottle of hairspray. Minho couldn't help but gape at the Adonis that was standing in front of him. Onew's biceps were really nice and his shirt was so fit that his pecs were embossed on its outside.
"You wouldn't mind if I take you to the mall, do you, Minho-ah?" said Onew's deep and manly yet sweet and gently voice.
Minho shook his head and within a split second, he found himself in the manager's van being driven by Onew towards the nearby mall.
"You look thin, Minho. Have you been eating well?" said Onew.
"Yes, hyung," said Minho.
He doesn't want to think about how shaky his voice sounds like. This is his first time talking alone with Onew after the night of the incident.
"Well enough?" said Onew, raising a brow.
"Enough to keep myself from fainting."
"I told manager hyung to go easy on you on the hectic schedules for a while. I don't want you to get sick. It wou-"
Something snapped in Minho and suddenly, he was cutting off what Onew was saying with his temperamental reply.
"Stop acting as if you care for me!"
Onew hit the breaks and turned to face Minho with a confused look on his face.
"Minho, I care about you. You're my dongsaeng and I'm the leader of the band. Your well-being is my responsibility."
"Hyung, if you care for me, you wouldn't have taken advantage of me when we had been alone that night. You wouldn't lead me on like that."
Like a powerful punch straight to his gut, Onew's face immediately fell and the guilt started to bug him again. It's true that he's been having feelings for Minho before. But he has Jessica now and he wouldn't want to ruin his relationship with such a lovely girl.
"I'm sorry, Minho. I made a mistake for doing that with you. I don't know what got into me...Let's just go back to the dorm."
I made a mistake for doing that with you. I made a mistake for doing that with you. I made a mistake for doing that with you.
~O~
The night was cold and dark. Minho was curled up under the covers, looking out at the window and praying that history won't repeat itself. Once again, he and Onew had been left alone in the dorm while the other members went out to buy a new television (because Taemin threw a jackhammer at the old one). With every sound that he hears from the other side of the door, he would flinch and panic.
Somewhere in between flinches and panic attacks, Minho stopped breathing when he felt arms wrapping around his hips and turning him around. He came face to face with SHINee's leader who, this time, doesn't look all happy and squishy anymore. His eyes had dark bags under them, mirroring Minho's own dark bags under his wide eyes. It looks as if Onew hadn't been sleeping as well.
"Minho, do you know how much you've ruined my life?" said Onew.
Minho couldn't speak. He feels light headed as Onew's boyish scent envelope him into the tight embrace.
"You're everywhere. Whenever I turn around, your face seems to haunt me. This guilt I feel gets too much that it became love. Would yo believe me if I say I love you?"
Onew didn't wait for a reply from the boy and straight away placed a gentle but demanding kiss against Minho. There was a brief moment of argument inside Minho's brain. But as soon as he felt Onew's chubby fingers rubbing at the back of his neck, he let all of his doubts go and just give his all into the kiss. Onew broke their lip lock only to lay Minho on his back and proceeded on kissing the younger's jaw, nipping and sucking lovingly on the exposed skin.
Minho's brain was blank except for the joyful buzzing that it's producing as Onew and him went even farther than kissing. He looked at Onew and the way he was so gentle and slow this time around. They were lost in each other's eyes, so full of love and overwhelming passion as Minho's lips were caught in another sloppy kiss and within moments, both men were naked.
A moan escaped Minho's lips when he felt Onew's hard member poking his thigh.
"I'm getting my finger in, Minnie," whispered Onew breathlessly.
Minho closed his eyes, preparing himself for the hard part. Onew lifted Minho's thighs, sweaty hands hooked under Minho's knees. He placed a kiss on Minho's forehead as he pushed in his lubed finger in Minho's puckered hole. The younger gasped and whimpered silently underneath him, arms tightening around Onew's shoulders.
"God, oh, god, it hurts, hyung..."
Onew looked at Minho, worriedly and slowly pulling out his finger only to be stopped by Minho.
"No, don't leave me now, hyung. Don't leave what you started unfinished. You told me you love me and I'm not going to let you turn your back at me again. Please, just carry on," said Minho, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes.
So much emotion was being exchanged between them. Minho looks so beautiful under Onew, face contorting, transitioning from pain to pure bliss. When his body was ready enough, he was pulled up by Onew and with both of them sitting, looking at each other face to face, Onew entered Minho gently. As Minho's pleasured sounds escaped from his mouth, Onew promised himself that this time, he would man up and not turn his back on Minho once again.
"I love you, Minho, I love you so much," he whispered as he started to bounce Minho on his lap.
The younger closed his eyes and ran his fingers through Onew's hair, throwing his head back as his insides were touched by Onew's cock. Onew lapped up the exposed skin of Minho's neck as he continued thrust up into Minho's tight heat.
"H-hyung...faster," said Minho, bucking down with each buck up of Onew's hips.
When Onew's pace became faster, Minho clinged onto Onew, whimpering against the older's broad shoulder as the extreme pleasure assaulted his lithe body. Onew felt Minho's fingers tugging at his hair and knew that the younger was close so he lay Minho down on the bed and started thrusting faster and harder. Minho's head was thrashing from side to side and nails digging on Onew's biceps as his prostate was abused in such a delicious way.
"I'm coming! Shit, hyung! I'm gonna...!"
With the sight of ropes of white coming out of Minho's cock, Onew came as well, grunting lowly in his throat as he frantically thrusted madly in Minho to ride his orgasm out. When they were both sated, Onew pulled out of Minho and lay beside the younger.
"I'm sorry for the way I acted towards you back then. I never realized that you meant so much to me, Minho. Give me a second chance and I'll prove you that there's so much more than release in what I'm feeling towards you. Can I court you?" said Onew.
Minho laughed and nuzzled his face against Onew's naked chest.
"Court me? A suitor doesn't get to fuck the one he's courting. Let's just skip that and be a couple already."
Onew smiled and kissed the top of Minho's head.
"I'd like that, yeobo."