OnTae [One-shot] Hyung, Saranghae
‘Hyung, who do you love?’ Taemin asked his leader.
Every time he was with his hyung, he felt happy, and contented. Onew made people feel like that, but Taemin liked to believe that it was a special feeling Onew gave only to him.
‘Love Minnie? Hmmm…that’s easy. Chicken.’
Taemin sat up. ‘Chicken hyung?’ Taemin asked seriously. ‘But that isn’t even a person.’
‘I know,’ Onew replied absentmindedly.
Taemin frowned. ‘Why do you love chicken hyung?’
‘Well-‘
‘TAEMINNIE. WHERE ARE YOU?’ Minho called from his room.
‘Later hyung, Minho hyung needs me,’ Taemin replied, flashing a toothy grin covering up his worry before bouncing away.
Suddenly, Onew realised he felt lost. ‘Hmm…I must need some chicken,’ Onew reasoned. But for some strange reason, he knew that was not the case.
Two days later, Lee Jinki fell sick. Minho had dream team recording while Jonghyun and Key had Star Golden Bell recording. That left the maknae to take care of the leader.
Taemin had been thinking seriously about Onew’s love for chicken. He loved Onew a lot, but he was positive Onew loved chicken more than him. While he was thinking, he unknowingly walked into the leader’s room.
‘Hyung! You alright?’ Taemin worriedly asked his hyung.
‘Yeah Minnie. Don’t worry about me. You can just go do your own stuff. I’ll be fine.’
Taemin scrutinised his leader closely. He was pilled under heaps of blankets (this was kibum hyung’s doing), and was lying face up. He looked very very much tired, probably from many rehearsals and recordings at various variety shows.
‘Hyung,’ Taemin said more silently. ‘You have been doing a good job with SHINee. You deserve a break.’
Onew felt something in his heart flutter. ‘What is this?’ he asked himself.
An awkward silence filled the room. ‘Erm, let me go get some chicken porridge for you hyung. I’m sure it would feel good to have chicken with you at a time like this.’
Suddenly, Onew felt panicky. He did not want to be left alone; more like he did not want Taemin to leave him alone. He wanted Taemin by his side.
‘No Minnie,’ he stopped the maknae before he left the room. ‘Come here.’
Taemin curiously obeyed his leader. Onew then proceeded to pat the empty space next to him on the bed.
‘But hyung, I thought you would want chicken,’ Taemin said, his heart beating fast.
‘Nah. It just doesn’t seem so important right now,’ Onew replied smiling. ‘Come on.’
Taemin lay on the bed next to Onew. Soon after, he was snoring away and curled up against the leader. Onew smiled. This was what he wanted.
‘Hyung, saranghae,’ Taemin murmured in his sleep.
‘Saranghae,’ Onew whispered back.