Hugs and More; Jonghyun/Minho
in which celebrations are in order after Jonghyun's 1st win.
Author's Note: for this prompt. gosh, it's only January but i've already had a number of firsts in this week alone. first jongtae, and now jongho! ^^;; i don't think i've captured their dynamics really well but i hope it won't be too bad a read. enjoy! ♥
Jonghyun thinks there’s no better way to have his first win than at Music Core where Minho is not only there as the emcee but also as the person who announces the winner. He has been thinking about it since he saw Taemin’s win on Music Core. The way Minho’s voice turned a pitch higher when he announced Taemin’s name, the way he hugged the maknae and passed him his trophy, the way Minho smiled like it was him winning instead, just everything, Jonghyun wanted to experience it for himself. Truth be told, he’s actually a fraction more excited about seeing Minho’s reaction than winning number one itself.
Debuting as a solo artiste after 6 years of being one fifth of a group is tough enough on its own. Jonghyun feels so much lonelier and somehow, it just doesn’t feel right when the usual four isn’t around to celebrate the success of an album or a title song immediately. To have Minho with him is Jonghyun’s best case scenario. After all, the rapper is more than just his bandmate. Choi Minho, all 1.81m of him, is his guilty pleasure... but no one needs to know that.
“This way.”
As they enter backstage after the encore stage, Jonghyun hears Minho whisper into his ear before he feels his hand around his arm and pulling him towards, what Jonghyun guesses, somewhere obscure where they can have some privacy. After one right turn and a walk down another corridor, they end up somewhere in the back of a storage room full of stage props and set ups. The place is dusty and a huge mess but Jonghyun thinks it’s better than some closet or bathroom cubicle.
“How much time do I have with you?” Minho says as they hide behind a large prop covered by a black cloth.
“I’d say...” Jonghyun glances at the time on his watch, “15 minutes before manager hyung comes looking for me. I have a photo shoot to get to.”
“How hectic.” Minho comments offhandedly.
“Yeah.” Jonghyun lets out a breath and falls onto Minho, resting his forehead against Minho’s shoulder.
Stumbling back a little, Minho laughs and wraps his arms loosely around Jonghyun’s hips.
“If you’re already tired now, how are you going to handle what’s about to come now that your popularity is on the rise?” Minho asks, amused, “Someone just won number one after all…”
Hearing the teasing note in Minho’s voice, Jonghyun smiles and punches Minho on his stomach, pushing himself away at the same time.
“I’m nominated tomorrow too,” Jonghyun singsongs and purposely acts smug about the fact that he’s in the running for number one on Inkigayo as well.
“I know.” Minho grins, both happy and proud of his hyung.
“You better vote for me.” Jonghyun reminds, “I’m warning you, Minho, I’ll check your phone.”
“Yes hyung.” Minho answers like he’s responding to his mother’s nagging, “I’ll even put a reminder on my phone later.”
“Good.” Jonghyun nods before he lets out a satisfied sigh, “This is nice.”
“What?” Minho chuckles, “Winning number one?”
Jonghyun pauses for a moment, honestly a little surprised to hear Minho’s reply, as he suddenly realizes that that should have been the obvious answer; because the truth is, he actually has something else in mind.
Minho notices his reaction and raises his eyebrows in question.
“No?”
Jonghyun shakes his head.
“Umm, actually... I was referring to being here with you.”
Minho’s expression goes from confused to thoroughly amused (and pleased) in a blink of an eye.
His eyes curve into crescents as he smiles and coos, “Awww, hyung, you miss me that much? That’s cute.”
“Shut up.”
“Come here you.”
When Minho pulls Jonghyun into yet another hug, Jonghyun finds himself failing to reject his advances and even deciding to take advantage of the situation. Well, Minho couldn’t have brought him all the way here just to hug him right?
Yeah, 10 minutes, Jonghyun believes, is more than enough for a celebratory make out session.
Author's Note: for this prompt. gosh, it's only January but i've already had a number of firsts in this week alone. first jongtae, and now jongho! ^^;; i don't think i've captured their dynamics really well but i hope it won't be too bad a read. enjoy! ♥
Jonghyun thinks there’s no better way to have his first win than at Music Core where Minho is not only there as the emcee but also as the person who announces the winner. He has been thinking about it since he saw Taemin’s win on Music Core. The way Minho’s voice turned a pitch higher when he announced Taemin’s name, the way he hugged the maknae and passed him his trophy, the way Minho smiled like it was him winning instead, just everything, Jonghyun wanted to experience it for himself. Truth be told, he’s actually a fraction more excited about seeing Minho’s reaction than winning number one itself.
Debuting as a solo artiste after 6 years of being one fifth of a group is tough enough on its own. Jonghyun feels so much lonelier and somehow, it just doesn’t feel right when the usual four isn’t around to celebrate the success of an album or a title song immediately. To have Minho with him is Jonghyun’s best case scenario. After all, the rapper is more than just his bandmate. Choi Minho, all 1.81m of him, is his guilty pleasure... but no one needs to know that.
“This way.”
As they enter backstage after the encore stage, Jonghyun hears Minho whisper into his ear before he feels his hand around his arm and pulling him towards, what Jonghyun guesses, somewhere obscure where they can have some privacy. After one right turn and a walk down another corridor, they end up somewhere in the back of a storage room full of stage props and set ups. The place is dusty and a huge mess but Jonghyun thinks it’s better than some closet or bathroom cubicle.
“How much time do I have with you?” Minho says as they hide behind a large prop covered by a black cloth.
“I’d say...” Jonghyun glances at the time on his watch, “15 minutes before manager hyung comes looking for me. I have a photo shoot to get to.”
“How hectic.” Minho comments offhandedly.
“Yeah.” Jonghyun lets out a breath and falls onto Minho, resting his forehead against Minho’s shoulder.
Stumbling back a little, Minho laughs and wraps his arms loosely around Jonghyun’s hips.
“If you’re already tired now, how are you going to handle what’s about to come now that your popularity is on the rise?” Minho asks, amused, “Someone just won number one after all…”
Hearing the teasing note in Minho’s voice, Jonghyun smiles and punches Minho on his stomach, pushing himself away at the same time.
“I’m nominated tomorrow too,” Jonghyun singsongs and purposely acts smug about the fact that he’s in the running for number one on Inkigayo as well.
“I know.” Minho grins, both happy and proud of his hyung.
“You better vote for me.” Jonghyun reminds, “I’m warning you, Minho, I’ll check your phone.”
“Yes hyung.” Minho answers like he’s responding to his mother’s nagging, “I’ll even put a reminder on my phone later.”
“Good.” Jonghyun nods before he lets out a satisfied sigh, “This is nice.”
“What?” Minho chuckles, “Winning number one?”
Jonghyun pauses for a moment, honestly a little surprised to hear Minho’s reply, as he suddenly realizes that that should have been the obvious answer; because the truth is, he actually has something else in mind.
Minho notices his reaction and raises his eyebrows in question.
“No?”
Jonghyun shakes his head.
“Umm, actually... I was referring to being here with you.”
Minho’s expression goes from confused to thoroughly amused (and pleased) in a blink of an eye.
His eyes curve into crescents as he smiles and coos, “Awww, hyung, you miss me that much? That’s cute.”
“Shut up.”
“Come here you.”
When Minho pulls Jonghyun into yet another hug, Jonghyun finds himself failing to reject his advances and even deciding to take advantage of the situation. Well, Minho couldn’t have brought him all the way here just to hug him right?
Yeah, 10 minutes, Jonghyun believes, is more than enough for a celebratory make out session.