Warm Milk is Best Taken on Sleepless Nights
Title: Warm Milk is Best Taken on Sleepless Nights
Pairing: Onew/Jessica; Taemin
Genre:
Rating: General
# of words: 1785
Summary: There's something very odd between his Onew hyung and Jessica noona but Taemin couldn't quite put his fingers on it.
Notes: Wrote this when last night when I was just about to fall on lalaland. Idek how I even got this idea tbh. Un-beta'd ofc. I'm lazy. And very much exhausted from school.
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There’s something very odd between his Onew hyung and Jessica noona but Taemin couldn’t quite put his fingers on it. It was late and Taemin should be sleeping instead of actually thinking but these thoughts were waking him up and once and for all, he has to deal with it.
When they’re around people, they act like two different strangers even though they practically see each other every day, however, on rare days or times he sees them together, they are close, stuck like a thrown chewed gum on the pavement, and there’s some twinkling in their eyes to which Taemin doesn’t have a clue where the hell it came from. He presumed, from seeing all the chick flicks his Key hyung made him forcefully watch, it was a basic plot of a cliché movie where the two lovers act like strangers around people but all mushy when alone. Of course, Taemin scoffed the idea off, seemingly Jessica noona isn’t his Onew hyung’s ideal type. Not that he has anything against the noona, because she’s pretty and sings well, but that’s pretty much it. She isn’t as interesting and special as the other girls he interacts with. Well, that’s what he thought.
One particular night, Taemin woke from sleep and wasn’t able to drift right away. They say you would fall asleep if you do some exercise and stretching so he tried it, but it failed because it only woke him up more. He tried to sleep by closing his eyes and wait for whatever fairy will come and make him woozy but sadly, there was only Key hyung’s hissing and eventually, a dinosaur stuff toy being aimed at his direction. Sitting up, he found the center bed empty, muffled sounds in the kitchen and thought that maybe his Onew hyung couldn’t sleep as well.
He was right... almost.
When he got off the bed and landed on the floor with a soft thud, he was surprised to see a blonde Jessica on the couch, leg tucked under the other leg, eyes staring blankly right at him and wore a very, very lose black RAISE YOUR VOICE LOUDER, LOUDER, LOUDER shirt, to which he recalls belonged to him. Why was she wearing his shirt? More importantly, why was Jessica noona here in their dorm, looking like she wasn’t shock to see him seeing her?
They stared at each other long; Jessica’s piercing gaze scared the shit out of the little boy, making him look away. She has always made him unease for some reason whether it would be her cold demeanor or what.
“Hey Sica we don’t have orange juice. How about mang-oh, hey Taemin, why are you still up?” Onew’s timely appearance saved the strawberry-colored boy’s ass, as he walked from the kitchen, scratching his exposed belly and yawning face. He had that gleam Taemin was aware of when he was alone with the blonde girl and it made him confused and irritated for some reason.
“Hyung! Why is Jessica noona here?” His voice was soft but demanding as he skittles straight to Onew. The older boy blinked, perplexed and with a small smile replied, “Because she’s my girlfriend.”
It surprises Taemin. Every word coming out of his hyung’s mouth seemed like practiced lies; however, it was truth because Onew’s voice is sincere and gentle and he never lies.
The leader thought the youngest knew about them, seeing the others know as well (again to Taemin’s surprise) and maybe had talk about it amongst themselves. (But they didn’t, which led to this awkward revelation.) He asked how the others found out and the answer was practically the same (-“By accident”-) only they had different reactions (whereas Minho completely ignored the two make out behind a door at the company building; Key was enthusiastic about Onew finally getting a girlfriend and dished how he suspected there was something up during Flower Boy Generation, then nagged about not getting caught; and Jonghyun threw into fits, curses and really crying his heart-well, let’s just say Taemin did a better job than him).
Brand new information was too much of a hassle for the little boy as he sinks down to the couch lower and lower until he couldn’t anymore. He’d almost forgotten about his earlier problem until his Onew hyung asked why he was still up.
“Couldn’t sleep.” Taemin replied and was tempted to return the same subject to his hyung but decided maybe that wasn’t the best idea. Or rather, it was too clear to not notice.
“You should drink warm milk.” Jessica suggested, straight-faced and expressionless. Taemin was not going to lie-her face, bony and edgy with cold, judging cat-like eyes, scares the shit out of him. (There were times when he had to act coy around her during recordings and afterwards, he’d be sneaking away.) “It helps me sleep at night.”
“I thought my voice puts you to sleep?” Onew butted, a mischievous grin spreading on his baby features. The blonde had a disgusted look, and Taemin was sure she was meaning to hit his hyung, which just made the older boy grin wider. The copper head was confused but simultaneously could see and feel they were a couple. His Onew hyung was different.
“Taemin?” He called out, a small crease forming on his forehead. It isn’t like Taemin to space out so it gives worry to the older one. He offered, skidding towards the kitchen and leaving the couple behind even before Taemin could ever protest. “You have class tomorrow, right? You better sleep now. I’ll get you some warm milk.”
Taemin wanted to go somewhere else, hide and make an excuse of doing something just to be away from her. He has always felt uncomfortable and unapproachable around her and it’s probably because she emits this aura of Do Not Enter My Bubble Or Die. But he hears she’s nice… when gets proper sleep. But he doesn’t know.
“So how’s school?” Jessica asked, trying to break whatever ice they were in even though it’s unusual for her. She’s not the type to make conversation. She breaks interactions. Taemin couldn’t even bring himself to look at her thus pretending to meet her eyes but naturally, looking at another object.
“It’s alright.”
“Oh.” Their conversation ends within three lines and was met with uneasy silence. But soon, to the boy’s disappointment and irritancy, she strikes another conversation.
“Is it hard?”
“Not really.”
“Cool.” It was short lived, their little chit-chats, it has always been like that. The only time they did talk anyway was when his hyungs and he were invited to the SNSD noona’s dorm on small occasions, like birthdays and in fact, they don’t engage in lengthy conversations, just greetings.
“You don’t like me very much, do you?”
That was an easy question, Taemin thought; he didn’t need to think an answer for that. “Not really.” And as soon as it was out, he regretted it. He could be so careless at times and the most crucial ones, to add. “I didn’t-it was-you got the wrong idea!” He stammered, blushing crazily as he makes silly gestures like waving his hands frantically in front of her.
She sighed and slumped to her seat comfortably, a hand rubbing her forehead’s temple, looking stressed. “It’s fine Taemin.” She snorted as she side glance him. “You’re not the first person.” There was a small smile on her pretty face but it didn’t match her expressions. She looked sad, really sad. And something inside Taemin, like he was being pulled towards her, and there was a need to cheer her up. It was there and he didn’t know what it was.
But her sadness quickly vanished when his Onew hyung had emerged from the kitchen, a glass of milk in one hand while the other held mango juice. The sparkle was back on both the adult’s faces; Taemin wasn’t sure what to make of it. “Here Taems, you finish it here then go to bed after. As for you,” Onew faced Jessica, a mischievous grin forming on his lips. “Your juice, milady.” She hit him on the shoulder.
Taemin sank further down his seat, drinking his milk. For some reason, he couldn’t finished his drink fast enough to escape from his Onew hyung and Jessica noona. He hated being there really. It’s not like the older two were doing something disgusting (in fact, they weren’t doing any skinship at all) but it felt like he was cockblocking them or something (mental note: stop checking on fan sites and read comments). Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Onew whisper something in Jessica’s ears. She chuckled in response, eyes crinkling, cheeks flushing and voice like ringing bells. Taemin had never heard or seen Jessica laugh before so it gave him a little shock to find it very attractive. Was this one of the reasons why his hyung likes her?
The couple talked, mostly Onew, and commented on the movie that was on and sometimes Taemin’s hyung would make jokes that aren’t really funny but somehow it makes Jessica laugh and her laughing makes Onew smile. It made Taemin glad to see his hyung all happy and animated (not that he wasn’t in real life, because he is). These past few weeks was very busy for SHINee, all members were weary and had sleepless nights although, Taemin could feel that Onew was more tired than the rest of them combined. Maybe it was stress or work or something else, Taemin didn’t know. Now he realized that Jessica was probably the only one who could make his hyung be himself again.
Taemin finished his milk after a few more minutes and as he wiped the last trail of white stain on his lips, he stood up, turning around towards the couple. His Onew hyung looked up to him and asked, “Finished already?”
The blonde little boy nodded shyly and gestured towards the kitchen. “I’ll go to bed after I finish washing this. Thanks for the milk hyung.”
“It’s alright, I’ll wash it for you. You go straight to bed and sleep.”
“Goodnight Taemin.” Jessica said, looking up to him through her lashes with a smile (such a beautiful smile it was). “Sweet dreams.” At this, Taemin couldn’t help but smile back. He could feel his face hot and his heart beat rose. In a small and timid voice, he replied,
“You too, noona.” And as he slept that night, a small smile played on his lips and a thought, a thought that maybe Jessica noona wasn’t what he thought about her and maybe she wasn’t bad at all with Onew hyung.
Pairing: Onew/Jessica; Taemin
Genre:
Rating: General
# of words: 1785
Summary: There's something very odd between his Onew hyung and Jessica noona but Taemin couldn't quite put his fingers on it.
Notes: Wrote this when last night when I was just about to fall on lalaland. Idek how I even got this idea tbh. Un-beta'd ofc. I'm lazy. And very much exhausted from school.
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There’s something very odd between his Onew hyung and Jessica noona but Taemin couldn’t quite put his fingers on it. It was late and Taemin should be sleeping instead of actually thinking but these thoughts were waking him up and once and for all, he has to deal with it.
When they’re around people, they act like two different strangers even though they practically see each other every day, however, on rare days or times he sees them together, they are close, stuck like a thrown chewed gum on the pavement, and there’s some twinkling in their eyes to which Taemin doesn’t have a clue where the hell it came from. He presumed, from seeing all the chick flicks his Key hyung made him forcefully watch, it was a basic plot of a cliché movie where the two lovers act like strangers around people but all mushy when alone. Of course, Taemin scoffed the idea off, seemingly Jessica noona isn’t his Onew hyung’s ideal type. Not that he has anything against the noona, because she’s pretty and sings well, but that’s pretty much it. She isn’t as interesting and special as the other girls he interacts with. Well, that’s what he thought.
One particular night, Taemin woke from sleep and wasn’t able to drift right away. They say you would fall asleep if you do some exercise and stretching so he tried it, but it failed because it only woke him up more. He tried to sleep by closing his eyes and wait for whatever fairy will come and make him woozy but sadly, there was only Key hyung’s hissing and eventually, a dinosaur stuff toy being aimed at his direction. Sitting up, he found the center bed empty, muffled sounds in the kitchen and thought that maybe his Onew hyung couldn’t sleep as well.
He was right... almost.
When he got off the bed and landed on the floor with a soft thud, he was surprised to see a blonde Jessica on the couch, leg tucked under the other leg, eyes staring blankly right at him and wore a very, very lose black RAISE YOUR VOICE LOUDER, LOUDER, LOUDER shirt, to which he recalls belonged to him. Why was she wearing his shirt? More importantly, why was Jessica noona here in their dorm, looking like she wasn’t shock to see him seeing her?
They stared at each other long; Jessica’s piercing gaze scared the shit out of the little boy, making him look away. She has always made him unease for some reason whether it would be her cold demeanor or what.
“Hey Sica we don’t have orange juice. How about mang-oh, hey Taemin, why are you still up?” Onew’s timely appearance saved the strawberry-colored boy’s ass, as he walked from the kitchen, scratching his exposed belly and yawning face. He had that gleam Taemin was aware of when he was alone with the blonde girl and it made him confused and irritated for some reason.
“Hyung! Why is Jessica noona here?” His voice was soft but demanding as he skittles straight to Onew. The older boy blinked, perplexed and with a small smile replied, “Because she’s my girlfriend.”
It surprises Taemin. Every word coming out of his hyung’s mouth seemed like practiced lies; however, it was truth because Onew’s voice is sincere and gentle and he never lies.
The leader thought the youngest knew about them, seeing the others know as well (again to Taemin’s surprise) and maybe had talk about it amongst themselves. (But they didn’t, which led to this awkward revelation.) He asked how the others found out and the answer was practically the same (-“By accident”-) only they had different reactions (whereas Minho completely ignored the two make out behind a door at the company building; Key was enthusiastic about Onew finally getting a girlfriend and dished how he suspected there was something up during Flower Boy Generation, then nagged about not getting caught; and Jonghyun threw into fits, curses and really crying his heart-well, let’s just say Taemin did a better job than him).
Brand new information was too much of a hassle for the little boy as he sinks down to the couch lower and lower until he couldn’t anymore. He’d almost forgotten about his earlier problem until his Onew hyung asked why he was still up.
“Couldn’t sleep.” Taemin replied and was tempted to return the same subject to his hyung but decided maybe that wasn’t the best idea. Or rather, it was too clear to not notice.
“You should drink warm milk.” Jessica suggested, straight-faced and expressionless. Taemin was not going to lie-her face, bony and edgy with cold, judging cat-like eyes, scares the shit out of him. (There were times when he had to act coy around her during recordings and afterwards, he’d be sneaking away.) “It helps me sleep at night.”
“I thought my voice puts you to sleep?” Onew butted, a mischievous grin spreading on his baby features. The blonde had a disgusted look, and Taemin was sure she was meaning to hit his hyung, which just made the older boy grin wider. The copper head was confused but simultaneously could see and feel they were a couple. His Onew hyung was different.
“Taemin?” He called out, a small crease forming on his forehead. It isn’t like Taemin to space out so it gives worry to the older one. He offered, skidding towards the kitchen and leaving the couple behind even before Taemin could ever protest. “You have class tomorrow, right? You better sleep now. I’ll get you some warm milk.”
Taemin wanted to go somewhere else, hide and make an excuse of doing something just to be away from her. He has always felt uncomfortable and unapproachable around her and it’s probably because she emits this aura of Do Not Enter My Bubble Or Die. But he hears she’s nice… when gets proper sleep. But he doesn’t know.
“So how’s school?” Jessica asked, trying to break whatever ice they were in even though it’s unusual for her. She’s not the type to make conversation. She breaks interactions. Taemin couldn’t even bring himself to look at her thus pretending to meet her eyes but naturally, looking at another object.
“It’s alright.”
“Oh.” Their conversation ends within three lines and was met with uneasy silence. But soon, to the boy’s disappointment and irritancy, she strikes another conversation.
“Is it hard?”
“Not really.”
“Cool.” It was short lived, their little chit-chats, it has always been like that. The only time they did talk anyway was when his hyungs and he were invited to the SNSD noona’s dorm on small occasions, like birthdays and in fact, they don’t engage in lengthy conversations, just greetings.
“You don’t like me very much, do you?”
That was an easy question, Taemin thought; he didn’t need to think an answer for that. “Not really.” And as soon as it was out, he regretted it. He could be so careless at times and the most crucial ones, to add. “I didn’t-it was-you got the wrong idea!” He stammered, blushing crazily as he makes silly gestures like waving his hands frantically in front of her.
She sighed and slumped to her seat comfortably, a hand rubbing her forehead’s temple, looking stressed. “It’s fine Taemin.” She snorted as she side glance him. “You’re not the first person.” There was a small smile on her pretty face but it didn’t match her expressions. She looked sad, really sad. And something inside Taemin, like he was being pulled towards her, and there was a need to cheer her up. It was there and he didn’t know what it was.
But her sadness quickly vanished when his Onew hyung had emerged from the kitchen, a glass of milk in one hand while the other held mango juice. The sparkle was back on both the adult’s faces; Taemin wasn’t sure what to make of it. “Here Taems, you finish it here then go to bed after. As for you,” Onew faced Jessica, a mischievous grin forming on his lips. “Your juice, milady.” She hit him on the shoulder.
Taemin sank further down his seat, drinking his milk. For some reason, he couldn’t finished his drink fast enough to escape from his Onew hyung and Jessica noona. He hated being there really. It’s not like the older two were doing something disgusting (in fact, they weren’t doing any skinship at all) but it felt like he was cockblocking them or something (mental note: stop checking on fan sites and read comments). Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Onew whisper something in Jessica’s ears. She chuckled in response, eyes crinkling, cheeks flushing and voice like ringing bells. Taemin had never heard or seen Jessica laugh before so it gave him a little shock to find it very attractive. Was this one of the reasons why his hyung likes her?
The couple talked, mostly Onew, and commented on the movie that was on and sometimes Taemin’s hyung would make jokes that aren’t really funny but somehow it makes Jessica laugh and her laughing makes Onew smile. It made Taemin glad to see his hyung all happy and animated (not that he wasn’t in real life, because he is). These past few weeks was very busy for SHINee, all members were weary and had sleepless nights although, Taemin could feel that Onew was more tired than the rest of them combined. Maybe it was stress or work or something else, Taemin didn’t know. Now he realized that Jessica was probably the only one who could make his hyung be himself again.
Taemin finished his milk after a few more minutes and as he wiped the last trail of white stain on his lips, he stood up, turning around towards the couple. His Onew hyung looked up to him and asked, “Finished already?”
The blonde little boy nodded shyly and gestured towards the kitchen. “I’ll go to bed after I finish washing this. Thanks for the milk hyung.”
“It’s alright, I’ll wash it for you. You go straight to bed and sleep.”
“Goodnight Taemin.” Jessica said, looking up to him through her lashes with a smile (such a beautiful smile it was). “Sweet dreams.” At this, Taemin couldn’t help but smile back. He could feel his face hot and his heart beat rose. In a small and timid voice, he replied,
“You too, noona.” And as he slept that night, a small smile played on his lips and a thought, a thought that maybe Jessica noona wasn’t what he thought about her and maybe she wasn’t bad at all with Onew hyung.