Dedicate
TITLE: Dedicate (Sequel to I Can Soar
AUTHOR: giveitupjessica
PAIRINGS: 2min, jongtae, jongkey, minkey
SUMMARY: I won't let you go. I need you to stay. This place in my heart it just don't feel the same.
A/N: So this one is for boondoks1 who didn't like broken!2min and broken!jongkey (plus I added a little smut for you as well. You're so spoiled!) and eoryndal who wanted the story from Taemin's POV. So I put the two together. haha. It actually turned out longer than the orginal oneshot! but then it goes beyond where the oneshot! ended. Oh and pardon any typos/grammatical errors. Long day at work, my brain is shot. haha. Anyways, Hope you like it! Oh and I suppose this is kind of like a little something something in honor of Minho's BDay (even though it isn't his bday here in Washington, but it is there in Korea.)
DEDICATE
We had just enough time to squeeze in a little sight seeing in the city we were in for the day. So we had all decided to go to this one building that was supposed to have the best view of the city. I figured that Key wasn’t going to come up with us, he never did. I was beginning to think his phobia of heights was unhealthy. Maybe we should take him to see a psychiatrist about it.
“Come on baby!” I say as I pull my boyfriend’s hand, “Everyone’s already heading inside. Hurry up!”
“I think I’m going to sit this one out Minnie,” he tells me and I turn to pout at him.
“Baby, I want you to come though. Please,” my pout gets more intense as I add the puppy dog eyes that Jonghyun taught me, “For me? I’ll love you forever!”
“You already love me forever,” he smiles at me and pinches my cheek. I puff them out in response.
“It’s not the same when you’re not there.”
“I don’t feel like going up there. I don’t see the point in paying to look out a window. I can do that for free at home. Besides, I want to get a new pair of cleats, I’d rather spend my money on them.”
“You’d rather buy a stupid pair of shoes then go up and look at a beautiful view of the city with your boyfriend? It’ll be romantic and you know how I am when it comes to romance,” I go up on my tippy toes and whisper in his ear, “I can’t keep my hands to myself.”
“Minnie, I really don’t feel like it. I kind of just want to chill right now. I didn’t even want to leave the hotel, but I didn’t have a choice since you all pretty much dragged me out.”
“Hmph,” I cross my arms in front of me, “I swear you suck as a boyfriend sometimes. Here I am trying to get all intimate with you, only to have you shoot me down.”
“Minnie,” he says, but I turn away from him and start to walk to the building to catch up with everyone else.
“No it’s okay Minho. You can stay down here,” is my snarky response, “Maybe Jjong hyung will cuddle with me up there since his boyfriend isn’t coming either.”
“Don’t joke about that Minnie,” Minho grabs my shoulder and turns me around. His arms wrap around me in a hug, “I promise when we go back home, I’ll make it up to you.”
“Oh?” I ask, slightly intrigued.
“Yup,” he pulls back to look at me.
“How so?”
“Remember that one night we had a couple months ago. When everyone was out of the dorm and we had it all to ourselves for pretty much the whole day?”
“Yes,” a smile is creeping up to my mouth.
“Remember the dressing game we played?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I came up with another game.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. It starts off with the undressing game and ends with the dressing game.”
“Hm,” I bring my hands up to rest behind his neck, “You have my full attention now. What do you say we go back to the hotel and you can explain the game to me. Maybe a little demonstration to go along with it?”
“Uh uh,” he places a soft kiss on my lips, “It’s a game that needs to be played at home. Besides I left something that’s crucial to the game on my nightstand back at he dorm.”
“Fine, but we’re playing that game the minute we get back.”
“We’ll have to make up a plan to get the rest out for a good couple hours, preferably all night.”
“All night?”
“What can I say? It’s a long game.”
“I have the best, horniest boyfriend ever,” I murmur into his mouth as he kisses me.
“Now you better hurry up before they leave you behind,” he gives me a light tap on my ass before pushing me towards the building.
I give him a seductive smile and blow him a kiss before running the rest of the way to catch up with everyone else. I seriously had the most amazing boyfriend ever.
*~*
I hated how close Key and Minho were getting. I mean I know that Key is hopelessly in love with Jonghyun and Jonghyun loves Key, but still I didn’t like it. And it seems to have started when Minho began to stay behind whenever we’d do something that involved heights. Him and Key would wait for us to do whatever we had to do and I guess it’s only logical that they talked. But they were getting really close. Too close for comfort in my mind.
“What’s wrong babe?” Minho asks me as he slings an arm around my shoulder as we’re walking back to the van after one of our schedules.
“Nothing,” I say. Damn I was starting to act like a girl. Saying nothing was wrong when there was something very obviously wrong.
“You sure?”
“I’m fine okay?” I say to him a little more snappy than I had expected.
“You’re obviously not okay. So let’s save us both time and breath and just tell me what’s wrong.”
“Quit acting like you know me so well Minho,” I shrug his arm off me and walk ahead, “I said I’m fine.”
I hear him let out a frustrated breath before following after me. I yank open the door of the van and crawl to the very back, my normal place. Thankfully, Onew reaches the van before Minho and I pull him into the back with me. I didn’t want to sit with Minho. I was pissed at him.
Why you ask. Well, Key and Minho ended up sitting next to each other during our last schedule, while I got stuck between the chicken fanatic and a dinosaur. Normally I wouldn’t mind it. I mean we didn’t always get to pick the order we sat, it more of a take a seat and quick, doesn’t matter where as long as your ass was in a chair.
But it bothered me today. Maybe because they kept on leaning into one another to whisper something in the other’s ear. And then sometimes Minho would laugh before leaning over and saying something back to Key which would make him blush. What really bothered me was when Minho would give him that smile. The smile he had reserved just for me. At least I liked to think it was reserved for me because he would only ever have it on his face when he was with me. No, not today though. He had that smile on his face several times today after Key would whisper something to him.
Minho gives me a sad look when he gets into the van to see that Onew is sitting with me. And when Onew tries to move so he can sit with me instead, I grab Onew’s arm and stop him. I pull him back down on the seat and glare at Minho who just gives me another sad look before going around and getting in the passenger seat up front so that Jonghyun and Key can sit together in the middle. I stay quiet the whole ride back to the dorm and just spend it staring out the window.
Once we get back home, Minho immediately pulls me into our room, “What’s going on Minnie?”
“I told you nothing,” I reply and make to leave, but he grabs my wrist again.
“Minnie, I’m not fucking psychic okay? I got fired from that job when they found out I was a fake. So either you tell me what’s wrong and let me fix it or you stay mad at me and I’ll sleep on the couch tonight.”
I look up at those chocolate brown eyes that I can get lost in for hours, “You’re going to think it’s stupid.”
“Minnie, please just tell me. I know that something is upsetting you and you know I hate to see you like this,” his voice is calm and he grabs my hand. We walk over to our bed, he takes a seat on the edge of it before pulling me down into his lap. His arms are wrapped tightly around my waist and I rest my hands on them. I start to draw his name and mine on his arms, “Tell me Minnie.”
“It’s just that you and Key umma have gotten to close lately,” I keep my eyes trained on my fingers that are still drawing our names on his arm, an occasional heart added to the mix as well.
“But that’s a good thing. Key and I have never been as close as he is with the rest of you.”
“I know, but I feel like you’re getting too close.”
“What do you mean?”
“This is going to sound stupid, but I was jealous earlier.”
“Of what?”
“Of you two during our last schedule. You guys kept on leaning in and talking and laughing together. And you gave him my special smile,” I feel a tear escape my eyes and land on his arm. I quickly wipe it away and hope he didn’t notice it.
“Aw, baby,” he lifts his hand to my chin and turns my face to his, “Is that what has you so upset?”
“Yeah,” I mumble.
“Well you have nothing to worry about. Key and Jonghyun are just going through a rough patch right now. I’m just trying to make him laugh so he can forget about it. Nothing else is going on between us. I promise. I love you too much.”
“I know, I just can’t help the way I feel.”
“I know baby. But don’t worry anymore okay?”
“Okay.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” he lifts his head up and I bring mine down. Our lips meet in a soft kiss. I write our names on his arm one more time, but this time I add ‘saranghe’ at the end.
*~*
Minho and I are sitting in the living room, watching TV when we start to hear raised voices coming from Jonghyun and Key’s room. They’re having another one of their fights again. It seems like that’s all they do these days is argue. And half the time it’s about the stupidest things. Maybe they’re sexually frustrated. And if that’s what will stop all these arguments then the rest of us can all just leave for the night so they can get their freak on.
“What are they arguing about this time?” I ask Minho as I stare in the direction of their room.
“It’s none of our business,” he tells me, “Just watch TV.”
“Well they’re screaming so loud that they’re making it our business.”
“Minnie, just watch the TV. Even though we can hear them doesn’t mean we should concern ourselves with whatever they are doing. Just let them be.”
“How can you be so calm about all of this?”
“They’re a couple. Couples argue. It’s only natural.”
“We don’t argue though.”
“Yes we do Minnie.”
“No we don’t.”
“What do you call what we’re having right now?” he looks at me with a raised eyebrow.
“A discussion.”
“It’s an argument.”
“No it’s not.”
“Yes it is.”
“And it just turned into another argument. Shall we go for a third?”
“Since when did you get all snarky?”
“Let’s not talk about this Minnie. Just watch the TV.”
Before I can come back with a snarky reply of my own, Jonghyun storms out of their room. He looks pissed. I’m about to say something to Minho, but he’s already up and walking towards their room. He goes inside and closes the door. I turn my attention back to Jonghyun who is throwing on his shoes and coat.
“Where are you going hyung?” I call from the couch.
“Out,” he replies.”
“Where to?”
“None of your business.”
“When will you be back?”
“What the fuck! Are you my mom now? I’ll be back when I’m back,” he opens the door and walks out, making sure to slam it behind him. I better follow him just in case he does something stupid. I walk by Jonghyun and Key’s room and I can make out the sounds of Key’s crying. This couldn’t be good. It was probably their worst argument yet. I really should go and find Jonghyun. I quickly throw on my shoes and jacket and run out the door. He can’t have gotten very far.
*~*
It’s been like this for the past few weeks. Jonghyun and Key would fight, Jonghyun would storm out of the room, Minho would go into the room and lock the door behind him, and I’d end up following after Jonghyun. I always had a bad feeling in my stomach whenever I left to chase after him though. I didn’t like how MY boyfriend would go running to some other man to comfort him without even acknowledging me. Not to mention he’d lock the door. Why the hell does he need to lock the door?
I was always afraid to come back to the dorm. I was afraid of what I might find when I walked back in the door. Jonghyun didn’t seem to care. He seemed so broken at this point, but I knew he still loved Key.
So how did we get in this position? How did I end up underneath him on the couch as our lips attacked each other? How did it get to the point of my hands slipping under his shirt and exploring the smooth expanse of skin underneath?
“Tae,” he moans as our bodies rub together. I know this is wrong. I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I love Minho and he loves Key. We shouldn't be doing this. But it feels so good. Everything just feels so good that I lose all sense of logic and get lost in the kiss.
I hear the door of the dorm open, but don’t care. I continue to nibble on his bottom lip and I can feel his hands roaming my body under my shirt now. There are footsteps now and I listen as they get louder as they closer to us. Yet, I still don’t care. I actually end up pulling Jonghyun’s head down to deepen the kiss further. The footsteps have stopped now and Jonghyun is moving down to my neck. I turn my head to give him better access to it and my eyes lazily open.
They become wide when I see both Key and Minho standing in front of us. And then it all comes crashing down on me. What Jonghyun and I are doing. The moan that had escaped my mouth when he had first started kissing my neck. The fact that I’m underneath him and his hands are underneath my shirt. But most importantly the look on Minho’s face. The look of hurt and pure disappointment. I push Jonghyun off me and stand up.
“M-Minho,” I say as my hands grip onto the edge of my shirt.
“What’s going on here?” I open my mouth to answer him, but he holds up his hand to stop me, “No, don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”
Tension slowly fills the air as the four of us just stand in the room. No one dares to say anything, afraid of what might happen if they do. None of us are even making eye contact with one another. I’m staring at Minho who is busy looking down at the floor, his hand balled into fists. Key is staring at Jonghyun, hurt apparent in his eyes that are trying to hold back tears from falling. And Jonghyun, he just seems indifferent about the whole thing. He’s the first to speak up, putting all the blame on Key. I look over at Key and my heart goes out to him. The tears no longer being able to stay within the confines of his eyes. And then Jonghyun leaves to go to their room. He runs into Key pretty hard, but doesn’t apologize or acknowledge him at all.
I turn back to Minho and I want nothing more than to run to him. Throw my arms around him and apologize. Tell him that I love him and what just happened was a stupid and horrible mistake, “I’m sorry Minho. I… I didn’t mean for it to happen… You were just always with Key umma so Jonghyun hyung and I comforted each other. I’m sorry,” the tears are now racing down my face.
“I said I didn’t want to know,” he replies, not even bothering to look at me which only causes the tears to fall even more. The next thing I know, he’s grabbing Key’s hand and leaving the dorm. I fall to the floor and hug myself as I cry harder.
It’s always Key over me nowadays Minho. Do you even love me anymore? Why don’t you care that I’m crying and hurting? The only person you see now is Key. Fine, if that’s the case, I’ll let you go so you can be with him.
*~*
We ended up breaking up that night. We had a nice long talk, well into the night. I didn’t want us to break up though. I wanted to hold onto him as tightly as I could. I didn’t want him to leave me. But I knew I couldn’t keep him beside me, he was always by Key now and I was just stopping them from being together. Even though I was sure Key was still in love with Jonghyun, I didn’t want to hold Minho back. I want him to be happy and if it’s not with me then I’ll just have to deal with it.
It was hard to be around him the first week or so. But I tried to hide the pain as much as I could and apparently it worked because no one seemed to notice. I cried myself to sleep every night. Key was doing much worst though. He was a mere shell of who he used to be. He barely talked to any of us, he didn’t talk to Jonghyun at all. The only person who was able to get close to him was Minho and we were all thankful for that. At least we knew he was being taken care of. But I needed to be taken care of too and I want to yell at Minho that I needed him to take care of me. That I needed him beside me because it hurt too much when he wasn’t. I never said any of it though. I kept my mouth shut.
So when Jonghyun asked me out, I agreed in hopes of getting over Minho. I threw myself into the relationship and probably tried too hard in it. Jonghyun didn’t seem to notice. My heart broke more, if that was even possible, when Jonghyun and Minho switched rooms. I was even more depressed now to the point where I didn’t care anymore. I didn’t care when Jonghyun initiated sex even though I didn’t want it. I still went with it and played my role of good boyfriend, moaning when I thought it was necessary. All the while trying to will the tears not to fall from my eyes and if they did, I’d wipe them away before he could see them. But then there were nights when I’d initiate it just so that I can get my thoughts off of Minho and those nights would get a little rough. I’d be sore the next morning and Minho would give me a sympathetic look when I’d walk down the hall to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
Save me Minho. Save me from myself before I do something to harm myself even more. I need you now more than ever. Why can’t you see that? Please, save me. Only you can. You were wrong, our love has no expiration date.
*~*
My mind is hazy from the passion I feel right now. I don’t know how any of this happened. I was sitting on the couch and he was sitting on the recliner, the rest were out doing a radio broadcast. We were just lounging around watching TV, a tensed silence filling the room that neither one of us paid any attention to. The next thing I know I’m on his lap, naked as the day I was born, and he’s deep inside me.
I continue to bounce up and down on his lap, adding to the pleasure that was already flowing through my veins. His mouth starts to attack my neck again and I let out a low breathy moan. I pull his head away from my neck and crash our lips together. I force my tongue into his mouth and our tongues start to battle it out.
I feel him shifting underneath me and he lifts me up. I whine when he slips out of my body, leaving emptiness behind. He quickly changes our positions, practically throwing me onto the recliner. I spread my legs and he situates himself between them before slamming back into me, hitting that small bundle of nerves that only he knows how to find on the first try.
“RIGHT THERE BABY! RIGHT THERE!” I practically scream. I wrap my legs around his waist and thrust my body upwards to meet each one of his own thrusts. The ecstasy pulsing through me getting to the point to where I can’t bear it anymore.
I feel an odd sense of déjà vu when I hear the door open and footsteps start to make their way to us. Again, I don’t care. All that matters to me right now is what is happening between the two of us. As far as I’m concerned, we’re the only two people who exist in the world at this precise moment. Apparently, he feels the same way because he doesn’t stop once.
My fingernails dig into his back when he thrusts into me rather roughly. I know he won’t be able to last much longer. I know I can’t last much longer either. We were both reaching our breaking points. The months of pent up feelings spilling out onto the floor underneath us.
“MINHO!” I moan as my orgasm washes over my entire body. He’s moaning my name not too long afterwards, releasing himself deep inside me.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I hear Jonghyun yell. But I quickly drown him out. I pull Minho’s head down to me again and capture his lips with mine.
“Damnit, now we’re going to have to get rid of that recliner. No way am I sitting on that after what just happened on it,” Key complains.
“If that’s the case, we should have gotten rid of it a long time ago. You never had a problem with it after we did it,” Jonghyun replies and I can hear the smirk in his voice. I can hear something come into contact with skin and I figure Key just slapped him.
“You lost the right to talk to me about stuff like that when you broke up with me!”
*~*
“I’m sorry Jonghyun,” I say as we sit in our room.
“It’s okay Taemin.”
“I still love Minho and he still loves me.”
“I saw.”
“I don’t mean to hurt you though.”
“I know.”
“Do you hate me?”
“No. I’m jealous of you.”
“Why?”
“Because you had the guts to go out and get back what’s rightfully yours.”
“You still love Key don’t you?”
“More than anything.”
“I guess we were both just using each other.”
“I guess so. I’m sorry.”
“It’s nothing. Maybe you should follow my example though. Go to Key. I know that he still loves you.”
“I think he loves Minho now.”
“I think he’s confusing a close friendship with love. He’s hurt. Minho has been the one there to comfort him throughout everything. But I know he doesn’t love Minho. He still loves you. Besides, you can’t be cautious when it comes to love. You have to just dive right in, otherwise you’ll never be able to enjoy it. Not the way it should be enjoyed at least.”
“Minnie,” Minho says as he knocks on the door and peeks his head in, “Are you ready baby? We have to leave now if we want to make the movie.”
“I’ll be right there,” I tell him and he nods before leaving. I place a hand on Jonghyun’s thigh and give it a friendly squeeze, “You have to be able to risk everything if you want true love hyung.”
“When did you get so wise about matters of the heart?” he asks with a smile.
“When I fell in love with Choi Minho. The man that I see myself spending the rest of my life with. He’s my world. My heart. My soulmate. He’s everything to me. Just like Key is everything to you. Go and get him hyung,” I pat his leg and get off the bed.
“JONGHYUN HYUNG HWAITING!” I yell with both arms raised right before I leave the room. I smile when a laugh escapes his mouth.
*~*
“Did you enjoy the movie Minnie?” Minho asks me as we’re walking back to the dorm. His arms are wrapped tightly around my waist and I snuggle into him more. There’s a cool fall breeze blowing right now and my thin cardigan isn’t doing it’s job. Not like I’m complaining, Minho is an excellent source of heat.
“I didn’t get to watch very much of it because SOMEONE couldn’t keep their hands to themselves,” I say and I nudge him playfully.
“Well if I remember correctly,” he kisses my temple, “That someone was you.”
“Oh yeah huh?” I giggle. He pulls my closer which causes me to laugh more as he places multiple kisses all over my head, “Stop.”
“I can’t help myself. Your head is just so kissable.”
“You’re so cheesy.”
“Only for you baby. Only for you.”
“Better be only for me,” I say and quickly peck his cheek. He holds open the door to the building our dorm is in and I walk inside. It’s nice and toasty inside, but I still cuddle close to him. I just like the feel of his arms around me and I’ve missed the feeling so much. I’ve missed him so much.
“You think they made up?” he asks as we ride the elevator up to our floor.
“I hope so. I know they still love each other. I mean for a second I thought Key was falling in love with you and you were falling in love with him, but now I know better.”
“I only love you Minnie,” he says, placing a kiss on my temple.
“I know and I only love you.”
“I guess we just needed a little break to realize it and maybe that’s what Jonghyun hyung and Key hyung need.”
“I hope so,” I unlock the door to our dorm and peek in. It’s dark, there aren’t any lights on. Maybe they all went out. I walk in and switch on the hallway lights, Minho close behind me. He takes my jacket with his and hangs them both up in the hallway closet, “Hyungs? Anyone? We’re back from the movies!”
“No one’s home it seems,” he says.
“That’s what it seems.”
“So,” he walks up to me and wraps his arms around my waist again, “Since we’re all alone.”
“Minho,” I playfully push him.
“What do you say we pick up where we left off in the theaters?” he starts to kiss my neck and I automatically lean my head to one side to give him better access to it. I bring my hands up to rest on his arms, squeezing them lightly when he reaches one of my more sensitive spots.
“Mm,” I reply and he starts to guide us to my bedroom, “How long do you think we have?”
“Does it matter?”
“Not really.”
“Okay then.”
“DAMNIT JONGHYUN!” we suddenly hear just as we’re passing Key’s door. We both turn to look at the door.
“I guess we’re not alone after all,” Minho says and hangs his head. I giggle and kiss the top of it.
“And it seems like they’re fighting again.”
“Yup.”
“I was hoping that they would make up while we were gone.”
“It certainly would have been ideal. But then that would be too easy.”
“I guess.”
“FUCK! KEY!” it’s Jonghyun this time.
“Ugh,” Minho’s head finds a resting place on my shoulder and I bring my and up to rub it.
“So should you go in and mediate or should I?” I ask and he just groans.
“I guess I’ll go. I don’t want you to get hurt. They might start throwing things. At least Key might,” he responds, “Go wait in your room. I’ll be there in a little bit.”
“Okay,” I kiss him on the nose, “Try not to get hurt.”
He let’s go of me and I watch as he takes the few steps to the room. His hand barely touches the doorknob when another noise comes from the room. Except this time, it’s not yelling. It’s something completely the opposite. It’s a sound of pleasure, not pain or anger. Minho turns to me and I shrug. He turns back to the door.
“Oh Jjongie,” we hear Key moan, “That feels amazing. Do it again.”
“As you wish baby,” there’s silence again before more moans, from both people, are filling the dorm. Minho quickly let’s go of the doorknob and rushes back to my side.
“I don’t think they need me in there,” he says and I can’t help but laugh at the frightened look on his face, “Don’t laugh. Do you realize what I almost walked in on? I would have been scarred for life.”
“You’re overreacting,” I tease.
“I wouldn’t have been able to have sex for weeks.”
“Good thing you didn’t go in there,” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss just as more moans fill the air around us.
“Um,” Minho says as he pulls away, “Can we not stay here while they’re in there doing that?”
“You act like you’re a virgin baby.”
“It’s weird hearing other people doing that.”
“Fine,” I drag him to the door and grab our coats from the closet, “Let’s go and get some ice cream. Leave the two love birds to their mating session.”
“Who knew a dino and a diva could mate,” he jokes as we walk out the door.
“That was lame baby.”
“You love it.”
“Not really.”
“Aw, baby that hurts.”
“Cry me a river.”
“You’ve been hanging out too much with Key.”
“No, that’s you.”
“Oh yeah huh?”
AUTHOR: giveitupjessica
PAIRINGS: 2min, jongtae, jongkey, minkey
SUMMARY: I won't let you go. I need you to stay. This place in my heart it just don't feel the same.
A/N: So this one is for boondoks1 who didn't like broken!2min and broken!jongkey (plus I added a little smut for you as well. You're so spoiled!) and eoryndal who wanted the story from Taemin's POV. So I put the two together. haha. It actually turned out longer than the orginal oneshot! but then it goes beyond where the oneshot! ended. Oh and pardon any typos/grammatical errors. Long day at work, my brain is shot. haha. Anyways, Hope you like it! Oh and I suppose this is kind of like a little something something in honor of Minho's BDay (even though it isn't his bday here in Washington, but it is there in Korea.)
DEDICATE
We had just enough time to squeeze in a little sight seeing in the city we were in for the day. So we had all decided to go to this one building that was supposed to have the best view of the city. I figured that Key wasn’t going to come up with us, he never did. I was beginning to think his phobia of heights was unhealthy. Maybe we should take him to see a psychiatrist about it.
“Come on baby!” I say as I pull my boyfriend’s hand, “Everyone’s already heading inside. Hurry up!”
“I think I’m going to sit this one out Minnie,” he tells me and I turn to pout at him.
“Baby, I want you to come though. Please,” my pout gets more intense as I add the puppy dog eyes that Jonghyun taught me, “For me? I’ll love you forever!”
“You already love me forever,” he smiles at me and pinches my cheek. I puff them out in response.
“It’s not the same when you’re not there.”
“I don’t feel like going up there. I don’t see the point in paying to look out a window. I can do that for free at home. Besides, I want to get a new pair of cleats, I’d rather spend my money on them.”
“You’d rather buy a stupid pair of shoes then go up and look at a beautiful view of the city with your boyfriend? It’ll be romantic and you know how I am when it comes to romance,” I go up on my tippy toes and whisper in his ear, “I can’t keep my hands to myself.”
“Minnie, I really don’t feel like it. I kind of just want to chill right now. I didn’t even want to leave the hotel, but I didn’t have a choice since you all pretty much dragged me out.”
“Hmph,” I cross my arms in front of me, “I swear you suck as a boyfriend sometimes. Here I am trying to get all intimate with you, only to have you shoot me down.”
“Minnie,” he says, but I turn away from him and start to walk to the building to catch up with everyone else.
“No it’s okay Minho. You can stay down here,” is my snarky response, “Maybe Jjong hyung will cuddle with me up there since his boyfriend isn’t coming either.”
“Don’t joke about that Minnie,” Minho grabs my shoulder and turns me around. His arms wrap around me in a hug, “I promise when we go back home, I’ll make it up to you.”
“Oh?” I ask, slightly intrigued.
“Yup,” he pulls back to look at me.
“How so?”
“Remember that one night we had a couple months ago. When everyone was out of the dorm and we had it all to ourselves for pretty much the whole day?”
“Yes,” a smile is creeping up to my mouth.
“Remember the dressing game we played?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I came up with another game.”
“Oh?”
“Yes. It starts off with the undressing game and ends with the dressing game.”
“Hm,” I bring my hands up to rest behind his neck, “You have my full attention now. What do you say we go back to the hotel and you can explain the game to me. Maybe a little demonstration to go along with it?”
“Uh uh,” he places a soft kiss on my lips, “It’s a game that needs to be played at home. Besides I left something that’s crucial to the game on my nightstand back at he dorm.”
“Fine, but we’re playing that game the minute we get back.”
“We’ll have to make up a plan to get the rest out for a good couple hours, preferably all night.”
“All night?”
“What can I say? It’s a long game.”
“I have the best, horniest boyfriend ever,” I murmur into his mouth as he kisses me.
“Now you better hurry up before they leave you behind,” he gives me a light tap on my ass before pushing me towards the building.
I give him a seductive smile and blow him a kiss before running the rest of the way to catch up with everyone else. I seriously had the most amazing boyfriend ever.
*~*
I hated how close Key and Minho were getting. I mean I know that Key is hopelessly in love with Jonghyun and Jonghyun loves Key, but still I didn’t like it. And it seems to have started when Minho began to stay behind whenever we’d do something that involved heights. Him and Key would wait for us to do whatever we had to do and I guess it’s only logical that they talked. But they were getting really close. Too close for comfort in my mind.
“What’s wrong babe?” Minho asks me as he slings an arm around my shoulder as we’re walking back to the van after one of our schedules.
“Nothing,” I say. Damn I was starting to act like a girl. Saying nothing was wrong when there was something very obviously wrong.
“You sure?”
“I’m fine okay?” I say to him a little more snappy than I had expected.
“You’re obviously not okay. So let’s save us both time and breath and just tell me what’s wrong.”
“Quit acting like you know me so well Minho,” I shrug his arm off me and walk ahead, “I said I’m fine.”
I hear him let out a frustrated breath before following after me. I yank open the door of the van and crawl to the very back, my normal place. Thankfully, Onew reaches the van before Minho and I pull him into the back with me. I didn’t want to sit with Minho. I was pissed at him.
Why you ask. Well, Key and Minho ended up sitting next to each other during our last schedule, while I got stuck between the chicken fanatic and a dinosaur. Normally I wouldn’t mind it. I mean we didn’t always get to pick the order we sat, it more of a take a seat and quick, doesn’t matter where as long as your ass was in a chair.
But it bothered me today. Maybe because they kept on leaning into one another to whisper something in the other’s ear. And then sometimes Minho would laugh before leaning over and saying something back to Key which would make him blush. What really bothered me was when Minho would give him that smile. The smile he had reserved just for me. At least I liked to think it was reserved for me because he would only ever have it on his face when he was with me. No, not today though. He had that smile on his face several times today after Key would whisper something to him.
Minho gives me a sad look when he gets into the van to see that Onew is sitting with me. And when Onew tries to move so he can sit with me instead, I grab Onew’s arm and stop him. I pull him back down on the seat and glare at Minho who just gives me another sad look before going around and getting in the passenger seat up front so that Jonghyun and Key can sit together in the middle. I stay quiet the whole ride back to the dorm and just spend it staring out the window.
Once we get back home, Minho immediately pulls me into our room, “What’s going on Minnie?”
“I told you nothing,” I reply and make to leave, but he grabs my wrist again.
“Minnie, I’m not fucking psychic okay? I got fired from that job when they found out I was a fake. So either you tell me what’s wrong and let me fix it or you stay mad at me and I’ll sleep on the couch tonight.”
I look up at those chocolate brown eyes that I can get lost in for hours, “You’re going to think it’s stupid.”
“Minnie, please just tell me. I know that something is upsetting you and you know I hate to see you like this,” his voice is calm and he grabs my hand. We walk over to our bed, he takes a seat on the edge of it before pulling me down into his lap. His arms are wrapped tightly around my waist and I rest my hands on them. I start to draw his name and mine on his arms, “Tell me Minnie.”
“It’s just that you and Key umma have gotten to close lately,” I keep my eyes trained on my fingers that are still drawing our names on his arm, an occasional heart added to the mix as well.
“But that’s a good thing. Key and I have never been as close as he is with the rest of you.”
“I know, but I feel like you’re getting too close.”
“What do you mean?”
“This is going to sound stupid, but I was jealous earlier.”
“Of what?”
“Of you two during our last schedule. You guys kept on leaning in and talking and laughing together. And you gave him my special smile,” I feel a tear escape my eyes and land on his arm. I quickly wipe it away and hope he didn’t notice it.
“Aw, baby,” he lifts his hand to my chin and turns my face to his, “Is that what has you so upset?”
“Yeah,” I mumble.
“Well you have nothing to worry about. Key and Jonghyun are just going through a rough patch right now. I’m just trying to make him laugh so he can forget about it. Nothing else is going on between us. I promise. I love you too much.”
“I know, I just can’t help the way I feel.”
“I know baby. But don’t worry anymore okay?”
“Okay.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” he lifts his head up and I bring mine down. Our lips meet in a soft kiss. I write our names on his arm one more time, but this time I add ‘saranghe’ at the end.
*~*
Minho and I are sitting in the living room, watching TV when we start to hear raised voices coming from Jonghyun and Key’s room. They’re having another one of their fights again. It seems like that’s all they do these days is argue. And half the time it’s about the stupidest things. Maybe they’re sexually frustrated. And if that’s what will stop all these arguments then the rest of us can all just leave for the night so they can get their freak on.
“What are they arguing about this time?” I ask Minho as I stare in the direction of their room.
“It’s none of our business,” he tells me, “Just watch TV.”
“Well they’re screaming so loud that they’re making it our business.”
“Minnie, just watch the TV. Even though we can hear them doesn’t mean we should concern ourselves with whatever they are doing. Just let them be.”
“How can you be so calm about all of this?”
“They’re a couple. Couples argue. It’s only natural.”
“We don’t argue though.”
“Yes we do Minnie.”
“No we don’t.”
“What do you call what we’re having right now?” he looks at me with a raised eyebrow.
“A discussion.”
“It’s an argument.”
“No it’s not.”
“Yes it is.”
“And it just turned into another argument. Shall we go for a third?”
“Since when did you get all snarky?”
“Let’s not talk about this Minnie. Just watch the TV.”
Before I can come back with a snarky reply of my own, Jonghyun storms out of their room. He looks pissed. I’m about to say something to Minho, but he’s already up and walking towards their room. He goes inside and closes the door. I turn my attention back to Jonghyun who is throwing on his shoes and coat.
“Where are you going hyung?” I call from the couch.
“Out,” he replies.”
“Where to?”
“None of your business.”
“When will you be back?”
“What the fuck! Are you my mom now? I’ll be back when I’m back,” he opens the door and walks out, making sure to slam it behind him. I better follow him just in case he does something stupid. I walk by Jonghyun and Key’s room and I can make out the sounds of Key’s crying. This couldn’t be good. It was probably their worst argument yet. I really should go and find Jonghyun. I quickly throw on my shoes and jacket and run out the door. He can’t have gotten very far.
*~*
It’s been like this for the past few weeks. Jonghyun and Key would fight, Jonghyun would storm out of the room, Minho would go into the room and lock the door behind him, and I’d end up following after Jonghyun. I always had a bad feeling in my stomach whenever I left to chase after him though. I didn’t like how MY boyfriend would go running to some other man to comfort him without even acknowledging me. Not to mention he’d lock the door. Why the hell does he need to lock the door?
I was always afraid to come back to the dorm. I was afraid of what I might find when I walked back in the door. Jonghyun didn’t seem to care. He seemed so broken at this point, but I knew he still loved Key.
So how did we get in this position? How did I end up underneath him on the couch as our lips attacked each other? How did it get to the point of my hands slipping under his shirt and exploring the smooth expanse of skin underneath?
“Tae,” he moans as our bodies rub together. I know this is wrong. I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I love Minho and he loves Key. We shouldn't be doing this. But it feels so good. Everything just feels so good that I lose all sense of logic and get lost in the kiss.
I hear the door of the dorm open, but don’t care. I continue to nibble on his bottom lip and I can feel his hands roaming my body under my shirt now. There are footsteps now and I listen as they get louder as they closer to us. Yet, I still don’t care. I actually end up pulling Jonghyun’s head down to deepen the kiss further. The footsteps have stopped now and Jonghyun is moving down to my neck. I turn my head to give him better access to it and my eyes lazily open.
They become wide when I see both Key and Minho standing in front of us. And then it all comes crashing down on me. What Jonghyun and I are doing. The moan that had escaped my mouth when he had first started kissing my neck. The fact that I’m underneath him and his hands are underneath my shirt. But most importantly the look on Minho’s face. The look of hurt and pure disappointment. I push Jonghyun off me and stand up.
“M-Minho,” I say as my hands grip onto the edge of my shirt.
“What’s going on here?” I open my mouth to answer him, but he holds up his hand to stop me, “No, don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”
Tension slowly fills the air as the four of us just stand in the room. No one dares to say anything, afraid of what might happen if they do. None of us are even making eye contact with one another. I’m staring at Minho who is busy looking down at the floor, his hand balled into fists. Key is staring at Jonghyun, hurt apparent in his eyes that are trying to hold back tears from falling. And Jonghyun, he just seems indifferent about the whole thing. He’s the first to speak up, putting all the blame on Key. I look over at Key and my heart goes out to him. The tears no longer being able to stay within the confines of his eyes. And then Jonghyun leaves to go to their room. He runs into Key pretty hard, but doesn’t apologize or acknowledge him at all.
I turn back to Minho and I want nothing more than to run to him. Throw my arms around him and apologize. Tell him that I love him and what just happened was a stupid and horrible mistake, “I’m sorry Minho. I… I didn’t mean for it to happen… You were just always with Key umma so Jonghyun hyung and I comforted each other. I’m sorry,” the tears are now racing down my face.
“I said I didn’t want to know,” he replies, not even bothering to look at me which only causes the tears to fall even more. The next thing I know, he’s grabbing Key’s hand and leaving the dorm. I fall to the floor and hug myself as I cry harder.
It’s always Key over me nowadays Minho. Do you even love me anymore? Why don’t you care that I’m crying and hurting? The only person you see now is Key. Fine, if that’s the case, I’ll let you go so you can be with him.
*~*
We ended up breaking up that night. We had a nice long talk, well into the night. I didn’t want us to break up though. I wanted to hold onto him as tightly as I could. I didn’t want him to leave me. But I knew I couldn’t keep him beside me, he was always by Key now and I was just stopping them from being together. Even though I was sure Key was still in love with Jonghyun, I didn’t want to hold Minho back. I want him to be happy and if it’s not with me then I’ll just have to deal with it.
It was hard to be around him the first week or so. But I tried to hide the pain as much as I could and apparently it worked because no one seemed to notice. I cried myself to sleep every night. Key was doing much worst though. He was a mere shell of who he used to be. He barely talked to any of us, he didn’t talk to Jonghyun at all. The only person who was able to get close to him was Minho and we were all thankful for that. At least we knew he was being taken care of. But I needed to be taken care of too and I want to yell at Minho that I needed him to take care of me. That I needed him beside me because it hurt too much when he wasn’t. I never said any of it though. I kept my mouth shut.
So when Jonghyun asked me out, I agreed in hopes of getting over Minho. I threw myself into the relationship and probably tried too hard in it. Jonghyun didn’t seem to notice. My heart broke more, if that was even possible, when Jonghyun and Minho switched rooms. I was even more depressed now to the point where I didn’t care anymore. I didn’t care when Jonghyun initiated sex even though I didn’t want it. I still went with it and played my role of good boyfriend, moaning when I thought it was necessary. All the while trying to will the tears not to fall from my eyes and if they did, I’d wipe them away before he could see them. But then there were nights when I’d initiate it just so that I can get my thoughts off of Minho and those nights would get a little rough. I’d be sore the next morning and Minho would give me a sympathetic look when I’d walk down the hall to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
Save me Minho. Save me from myself before I do something to harm myself even more. I need you now more than ever. Why can’t you see that? Please, save me. Only you can. You were wrong, our love has no expiration date.
*~*
My mind is hazy from the passion I feel right now. I don’t know how any of this happened. I was sitting on the couch and he was sitting on the recliner, the rest were out doing a radio broadcast. We were just lounging around watching TV, a tensed silence filling the room that neither one of us paid any attention to. The next thing I know I’m on his lap, naked as the day I was born, and he’s deep inside me.
I continue to bounce up and down on his lap, adding to the pleasure that was already flowing through my veins. His mouth starts to attack my neck again and I let out a low breathy moan. I pull his head away from my neck and crash our lips together. I force my tongue into his mouth and our tongues start to battle it out.
I feel him shifting underneath me and he lifts me up. I whine when he slips out of my body, leaving emptiness behind. He quickly changes our positions, practically throwing me onto the recliner. I spread my legs and he situates himself between them before slamming back into me, hitting that small bundle of nerves that only he knows how to find on the first try.
“RIGHT THERE BABY! RIGHT THERE!” I practically scream. I wrap my legs around his waist and thrust my body upwards to meet each one of his own thrusts. The ecstasy pulsing through me getting to the point to where I can’t bear it anymore.
I feel an odd sense of déjà vu when I hear the door open and footsteps start to make their way to us. Again, I don’t care. All that matters to me right now is what is happening between the two of us. As far as I’m concerned, we’re the only two people who exist in the world at this precise moment. Apparently, he feels the same way because he doesn’t stop once.
My fingernails dig into his back when he thrusts into me rather roughly. I know he won’t be able to last much longer. I know I can’t last much longer either. We were both reaching our breaking points. The months of pent up feelings spilling out onto the floor underneath us.
“MINHO!” I moan as my orgasm washes over my entire body. He’s moaning my name not too long afterwards, releasing himself deep inside me.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I hear Jonghyun yell. But I quickly drown him out. I pull Minho’s head down to me again and capture his lips with mine.
“Damnit, now we’re going to have to get rid of that recliner. No way am I sitting on that after what just happened on it,” Key complains.
“If that’s the case, we should have gotten rid of it a long time ago. You never had a problem with it after we did it,” Jonghyun replies and I can hear the smirk in his voice. I can hear something come into contact with skin and I figure Key just slapped him.
“You lost the right to talk to me about stuff like that when you broke up with me!”
*~*
“I’m sorry Jonghyun,” I say as we sit in our room.
“It’s okay Taemin.”
“I still love Minho and he still loves me.”
“I saw.”
“I don’t mean to hurt you though.”
“I know.”
“Do you hate me?”
“No. I’m jealous of you.”
“Why?”
“Because you had the guts to go out and get back what’s rightfully yours.”
“You still love Key don’t you?”
“More than anything.”
“I guess we were both just using each other.”
“I guess so. I’m sorry.”
“It’s nothing. Maybe you should follow my example though. Go to Key. I know that he still loves you.”
“I think he loves Minho now.”
“I think he’s confusing a close friendship with love. He’s hurt. Minho has been the one there to comfort him throughout everything. But I know he doesn’t love Minho. He still loves you. Besides, you can’t be cautious when it comes to love. You have to just dive right in, otherwise you’ll never be able to enjoy it. Not the way it should be enjoyed at least.”
“Minnie,” Minho says as he knocks on the door and peeks his head in, “Are you ready baby? We have to leave now if we want to make the movie.”
“I’ll be right there,” I tell him and he nods before leaving. I place a hand on Jonghyun’s thigh and give it a friendly squeeze, “You have to be able to risk everything if you want true love hyung.”
“When did you get so wise about matters of the heart?” he asks with a smile.
“When I fell in love with Choi Minho. The man that I see myself spending the rest of my life with. He’s my world. My heart. My soulmate. He’s everything to me. Just like Key is everything to you. Go and get him hyung,” I pat his leg and get off the bed.
“JONGHYUN HYUNG HWAITING!” I yell with both arms raised right before I leave the room. I smile when a laugh escapes his mouth.
*~*
“Did you enjoy the movie Minnie?” Minho asks me as we’re walking back to the dorm. His arms are wrapped tightly around my waist and I snuggle into him more. There’s a cool fall breeze blowing right now and my thin cardigan isn’t doing it’s job. Not like I’m complaining, Minho is an excellent source of heat.
“I didn’t get to watch very much of it because SOMEONE couldn’t keep their hands to themselves,” I say and I nudge him playfully.
“Well if I remember correctly,” he kisses my temple, “That someone was you.”
“Oh yeah huh?” I giggle. He pulls my closer which causes me to laugh more as he places multiple kisses all over my head, “Stop.”
“I can’t help myself. Your head is just so kissable.”
“You’re so cheesy.”
“Only for you baby. Only for you.”
“Better be only for me,” I say and quickly peck his cheek. He holds open the door to the building our dorm is in and I walk inside. It’s nice and toasty inside, but I still cuddle close to him. I just like the feel of his arms around me and I’ve missed the feeling so much. I’ve missed him so much.
“You think they made up?” he asks as we ride the elevator up to our floor.
“I hope so. I know they still love each other. I mean for a second I thought Key was falling in love with you and you were falling in love with him, but now I know better.”
“I only love you Minnie,” he says, placing a kiss on my temple.
“I know and I only love you.”
“I guess we just needed a little break to realize it and maybe that’s what Jonghyun hyung and Key hyung need.”
“I hope so,” I unlock the door to our dorm and peek in. It’s dark, there aren’t any lights on. Maybe they all went out. I walk in and switch on the hallway lights, Minho close behind me. He takes my jacket with his and hangs them both up in the hallway closet, “Hyungs? Anyone? We’re back from the movies!”
“No one’s home it seems,” he says.
“That’s what it seems.”
“So,” he walks up to me and wraps his arms around my waist again, “Since we’re all alone.”
“Minho,” I playfully push him.
“What do you say we pick up where we left off in the theaters?” he starts to kiss my neck and I automatically lean my head to one side to give him better access to it. I bring my hands up to rest on his arms, squeezing them lightly when he reaches one of my more sensitive spots.
“Mm,” I reply and he starts to guide us to my bedroom, “How long do you think we have?”
“Does it matter?”
“Not really.”
“Okay then.”
“DAMNIT JONGHYUN!” we suddenly hear just as we’re passing Key’s door. We both turn to look at the door.
“I guess we’re not alone after all,” Minho says and hangs his head. I giggle and kiss the top of it.
“And it seems like they’re fighting again.”
“Yup.”
“I was hoping that they would make up while we were gone.”
“It certainly would have been ideal. But then that would be too easy.”
“I guess.”
“FUCK! KEY!” it’s Jonghyun this time.
“Ugh,” Minho’s head finds a resting place on my shoulder and I bring my and up to rub it.
“So should you go in and mediate or should I?” I ask and he just groans.
“I guess I’ll go. I don’t want you to get hurt. They might start throwing things. At least Key might,” he responds, “Go wait in your room. I’ll be there in a little bit.”
“Okay,” I kiss him on the nose, “Try not to get hurt.”
He let’s go of me and I watch as he takes the few steps to the room. His hand barely touches the doorknob when another noise comes from the room. Except this time, it’s not yelling. It’s something completely the opposite. It’s a sound of pleasure, not pain or anger. Minho turns to me and I shrug. He turns back to the door.
“Oh Jjongie,” we hear Key moan, “That feels amazing. Do it again.”
“As you wish baby,” there’s silence again before more moans, from both people, are filling the dorm. Minho quickly let’s go of the doorknob and rushes back to my side.
“I don’t think they need me in there,” he says and I can’t help but laugh at the frightened look on his face, “Don’t laugh. Do you realize what I almost walked in on? I would have been scarred for life.”
“You’re overreacting,” I tease.
“I wouldn’t have been able to have sex for weeks.”
“Good thing you didn’t go in there,” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss just as more moans fill the air around us.
“Um,” Minho says as he pulls away, “Can we not stay here while they’re in there doing that?”
“You act like you’re a virgin baby.”
“It’s weird hearing other people doing that.”
“Fine,” I drag him to the door and grab our coats from the closet, “Let’s go and get some ice cream. Leave the two love birds to their mating session.”
“Who knew a dino and a diva could mate,” he jokes as we walk out the door.
“That was lame baby.”
“You love it.”
“Not really.”
“Aw, baby that hurts.”
“Cry me a river.”
“You’ve been hanging out too much with Key.”
“No, that’s you.”
“Oh yeah huh?”