A common interest ties two together 2/?
After a few weeks at school, Jonghyun found himself to be good friend with Key and Minho. He would bicker with the Diva and listen to his bitching, and he’d play competitive games of soccer and chess with Minho. Key and Minho were surprisingly glad to hangout together, given that their best friends were mortal enemies. Key would fool around with Minho, fiddling with his hair and stealing his football shoes, commenting how ‘fashionable’ they were, and the other would please Key by bringing his sister’s glitter eyeshadows to school for him.
They were sometimes so intimate with each other that Jonghyun would feel like a third wheel, which led to him leaving early on occasional hangouts because he really had no reason to squeeze his butt between the two. He’ll lie on his bed, calling Sekyung and telling her how much he’s missing her and what he’s been going through. She would listen, replying with a trail of ‘nmm’, ‘yup’, and ‘really?’ s, which was enough for him., since he was always the talking type of person.
Even since Jonghyun had transferred into his class, the music students became much more competitive than before and would try to outdo each other. Jinki would look from a distance, only casually singing a song or two while unintentionally staring at Jonghyun. He would feel warm inside when the blonde smiles and blushes shyly. If Minho and Key were both absent, he would spend time with Jinki in the recording room, having fun trying to sing trot songs, which Jinki was amazing at. Without Jonghyun knowing, Jinki had emptied his schedule each lunchtime just because he might receive an offer from Jonghyun to spend time with him. Jonghyun would exclaim in surprise and hug him tightly, saying that ‘he was a clumsy ninja that is always on time’ and drag him to the music room. Everything was fine, except for that one day when Jonghyun proudly told him that he has a girlfriend.
“She’s called Sekyung? Never thought that you’d be the type to get a girlfriend.’ Jinki fakes a large grin when the blonde punches him playfully on the shoulder.
“What now, you thought I was interested in you? Modesty is gold Jinki.”
‘’Right.”
And that evening Jinki spent the entire night pigging out on chicken drumsticks in his state of extreme sadness.
Taemin and Key walked to their class the next day, noticing that their classroom was much more crowded than usual. What’s going on in there? Key mouths. No idea. Taemin replies silently. The duo steps into the classroom as Hyoyeon and Yesung were just about to start their speech. Yesung successfully quietens their audience with a couple of ‘sshh’s and nods for Hyoyeon to start speaking.
“Hi students, I’m sure that you’ve noticed something by now after looking around, haven’t you?”
Key immediately whips his head from side to side, and nudges Taemin with his elbow when he discovers Jinki and Jonghyun promptly listening to Hyoyeon. Taemin stares at Jonghyun, who was adorably clinging onto Jinki’s sleeve while looking up at Eunhyuk. Why is he with him ALL the time? Jinki catches Taemin looking at them, and smiles proudly as the bleached blonde furrows his brows in annoyance.
“For this year’s Winter Charity show, the Dance and Vocal department would merge together for a special stage!!!! And yes vocalists,” she continues while looking at a few girls from the vocal dept whining in dismay “You are all going to DANCE. And my class, you guys have the option to choose both or just plain dancing, as you guys would be showcasing harder moves.”
Taemin smirks from his position, and widens it when he sees Jinki completely losing track of Hyoyeon’s words. This was totally his league.
“Make me a baguette.” He says simply to a maid as he returns home, walking across the faux fur carpet with his dirty boots without a care in the world. He climbs up the stairs in his own way- sticking his feet into large holes in the steel stair railing, pulling himself up and twisting over to the next staircase before banging his room door open and slamming it closed loudly. He kicks off his Doctor Martens roughly and plops down onto his black and silver four poster bed, lying flat on the soft surface to conjure up the ultimate plan to get Jonghyun for himself. He then looks at his stunning reflection in his full body mirror, fixing a few strands of stray bleached hair back to place and smoothing out his shirt. I’m pretty, sexy and hot, aren’t I? Of course I am! I’m way better than Jinki. Oh heck yea-
A muffled knock from the door sent him back to reality, and he grabs the baguette from a startled maid, storming over to the only other room on the same floor.
Jinki was busy reviewing his Medical textbooks when his brother barged in. He looks over from his yellow computer desk in surprise, blinking for a few seconds before saying
“Hi.”
“Yo.” He mutters as he steps into the center of Jinki’s room.
“White, yellow, white, yellow…I have no fucking idea why you’re so obsessed with them.” Jinki smiles embarrassingly behind his working glasses.
“For your information Taemin, these colors are the colors of your hyung’s favourite food, if you’ve ever noticed.” He says gently. Taemin scoffs, and sits down on the white four poster bed.
“Never did, sorry.” He says sarcastically “what is it, a good ol’ bunch of juicy bananas?” he continues, laughing hysterically at himself. Jinki smiles stiffly at the pun as he registers the tomato sauce dripping onto his sheets from the baguette the younger one was holding.
“What are you here for?”
“I’ve noticed something.”
“And?”
“It seems like that you’ve been quite fond of….a particular student. Jonghyun” he mutters as he licks the remains of his snack off his fingers.
“Does that matter? I’m his tour buddy, I’m responsible for taking care of-“
“Responsibilities, responsibilities. Don’t you ever get tired of the word? Key’s told that you guys have been spending…time together. A lot.” Taemin continues as he dances over to Jinki. “And see?” he says as he strokes Jinki’s right ear “Your ears are turning disgustingly red, brother.”
Jinki smiles and lifts his eyebrows, finally understanding the situation. He looks up at Taemin.
“You like him.” Taemin frowns, hearing the obvious smirk in his brother’s words.
“Maybe.”
“You’ll see him anyways. For the stage.” Jinki reassures Taemin in a way that an adult coos a child.
“I know.” Taemin says through gritted teeth. “And I’m going to make the most of it.”
“Jealous?”
“Never.” The blonde spat as he strides out of the room, leaving a satisfied Onew grinning to himself.
The two classes gather at the hall the next day for their first lesson together. While Hyoyeon deals with the Vocal class, Eunhyuk teaches his own dancing class, and Yesung trains the singing dancers. Jonghyun smiles sheepishly as he fails to follow the dance moves, but grins when he notices that Jinki was pretty much failing as well. He blushes when he sees Taemin laughing at him from the other side of the room, and minimizes the power of his moves- if he even had any decent ones. Suddenly, a faint vibration from his pants pocket alarmed him of a phone call. Shit. Not now! He looks around and makes sure that no one would mind his disappearance, and sneaks into the back stairs. Jinki notices his friend leaving, and creeps silently behind him.
Jonghyun answers the call with a hand over his mouth, kneeling down to hide himself from view.
“Sekyung?” he smiles as he hears the voice on the other end.
“Yea. Jjong…I…I can’t deal with this anymore. This long distance thing…I just…can’t.”
“I’m sorry…I promise I’ll come at Christmas…”
“There’s no need for Christmas Jonghyun…Let’s just end this, okay? I’m tired of this, and you’ll probably find someone better than me, right? I-I sorry.” Jonghyun swallows his saliva and blinks back his tears, staring at the ‘call disconnected’ icon on his phone screen.
“Over? Us…just like that??’’ He mutters to himself as he buries his head into his arms, letting his hot tears flow freely down his cheeks.
Jinki takes a deep breath from his hiding place, and steps out to pat Jonghyun on the head softly.
“It’s okay, losing one over cooked drumstick is much better than missing out on other different flavours of chicken, right?” he whispers softly and smiles when Jonghyun’s small frame move slightly as he laughs quietly at his joke.
“I’m…I’m o-okay.”
“One of the top lies people tell! I liked that on facebook mister, you can’t fool me!” Jinki says proudly as Jonghyun smiles thinly at him.
“Thanks Jinki.”
“Anytime.” He was just about to put his arms around Jonghyun when he realized that Yesung was calling his name. “Shit. I needa go. Feel better, okay? I’ll tell Yesung that you went to the nurse.” Jonghyun smiles as the figure runs clumsily back to the hall.
“You’re straight?” A calm voice asks out of nowhere. Jonghyun stands up to see Taemin leaning against the railings.
“I-I what type of question is that? Y-you T-taemin?” Taemin hummed in approval. He remembers my name!
“A serious one, silly.” He says as he moves closer to Jonghyun.
The older boy stammers, and nods. Taemin bites his lower lip, squinting his perfectly lined eyes slightly before sticking a lollipop in his mouth as if it would solve everything
Jonghyun watches as the younger smirks at him and walks even closer to him and shudders as the bleached blonde finally traps him against a wall. Taemin removes the candy from his mouth and drags it softly across Jonghyun’s pink lips, smirking as he felt the other shivering under his touch. Jonghyun whimpers as Taemin dips down to his lips- he closed his eyes, ready for a kiss before he opened them when he felt nothing.
“You were expecting something?” Taemin smirks at his hyung playfully. Jonghyun flushes a deep red and looks down, embarrassed by his own actions. What am I doing?!? That guy….. Taemin laughs at Jonghyun’s cute and flustered expression, and lifts his chin up before handing him another strawberry flavoured lollipop.
“Enjoy the treat.” He mutters before disappearing back down the staircase.
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