the awkward one
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- shinee + miss a ; taemin/suzy
awkwardness is one of Taemin's many talents
Taemin’s not sure how it has come down to this, but it has; they’re both sitting at a small table in a small coffee shop in some secluded area (some may say ‘shady,’ but he begs to differ.) Her facial expression remains stoic as she stares out of the glass window.
Bae Suzy is who she is.
However, Taemin can’t help but think that he’s awkward and this entire situation is awkward which just makes him feel even more uncomfortable as he sits there with a pretty girl who isn’t paying the slightest ounce of attention to him at all.
Yeah, it’s something like that.
He watches Suzy turn to him slightly, eyes skimming over his presence for a split second before her gaze lands on her cup of tea, hand instinctively reaching out to pick it up. She takes a sip, gives him another look and turns back to continue staring out of the window.
Taemin fidgets with his napkin, eyes looking at anything besides her.
Contemplating, he decides that this entire problem is Key’s fault (though Min is a close accomplice), but screw the details.
He can’t be angry though, since his lanky self is much too awkward with girls his age. Noonas are easy to handle with a sweet smile and compliment, while little girls are just adorable (in the totally non-pedophile way.)
An uncomfortable stare is upon him Taemin realizes, sweat gathering along his hairline. He looks up, surprised to see Suzy staring at him with an icy gaze. She looks hauntingly beautiful, but it is as if there is something else lurking underneath the surface.
He runs a hand through his hair, a bad habit of his. She blinks once, twice, and continues observing him.
At some point Taemin feels too distressed to the point where he excuses himself to use the restroom just to escape her hypnotic stare. While in the toilet stall, he leans against the cool marble wall, taking deep breaths to calm himself.
Perspiration lines his brow as his hand reaches up to cover his left breast, heart beating a million miles a second.
Minutes tick by before Taemin can compose himself properly and when he does, he goes outside. He notices that Suzy has a new cup of tea, steam rising in white curls. She’s reading a book now.
He takes his seat again, her eyes flashing up to meet his. She says welcome back and continues reading her book.
More minutes pass by before Taemin lets out an audible sigh that makes Suzy stop lifting her cup to her lips half way, her eyebrow quirking curiously.
He shakes his head, trying to assure her in his own way that nothing was wrong, both hands waving at her innocently.
The corner of her lips tug slightly upward, her eyes twinkling in the dimly lit place. Taemin smiles too, his stomach containing a storm of butterflies.
They still have a long way to go, but he thinks he’s okay with being the awkward one.
a/n: err, so I'm not really sure what this is but it was a plot bunny that sprung up while I was procrastinating on studying. anyways, i have my SATs tomorrow and dkjfhhkhlfdl WHY AM I NOT STUDYING?! well, it's nearly 10:30PM so no point in doing that since i might as well sleep. oh, and homecoming is tomorrow night too. ah, so busy, busy, busy.
- shinee + miss a ; taemin/suzy
awkwardness is one of Taemin's many talents
Taemin’s not sure how it has come down to this, but it has; they’re both sitting at a small table in a small coffee shop in some secluded area (some may say ‘shady,’ but he begs to differ.) Her facial expression remains stoic as she stares out of the glass window.
Bae Suzy is who she is.
However, Taemin can’t help but think that he’s awkward and this entire situation is awkward which just makes him feel even more uncomfortable as he sits there with a pretty girl who isn’t paying the slightest ounce of attention to him at all.
Yeah, it’s something like that.
He watches Suzy turn to him slightly, eyes skimming over his presence for a split second before her gaze lands on her cup of tea, hand instinctively reaching out to pick it up. She takes a sip, gives him another look and turns back to continue staring out of the window.
Taemin fidgets with his napkin, eyes looking at anything besides her.
Contemplating, he decides that this entire problem is Key’s fault (though Min is a close accomplice), but screw the details.
He can’t be angry though, since his lanky self is much too awkward with girls his age. Noonas are easy to handle with a sweet smile and compliment, while little girls are just adorable (in the totally non-pedophile way.)
An uncomfortable stare is upon him Taemin realizes, sweat gathering along his hairline. He looks up, surprised to see Suzy staring at him with an icy gaze. She looks hauntingly beautiful, but it is as if there is something else lurking underneath the surface.
He runs a hand through his hair, a bad habit of his. She blinks once, twice, and continues observing him.
At some point Taemin feels too distressed to the point where he excuses himself to use the restroom just to escape her hypnotic stare. While in the toilet stall, he leans against the cool marble wall, taking deep breaths to calm himself.
Perspiration lines his brow as his hand reaches up to cover his left breast, heart beating a million miles a second.
Minutes tick by before Taemin can compose himself properly and when he does, he goes outside. He notices that Suzy has a new cup of tea, steam rising in white curls. She’s reading a book now.
He takes his seat again, her eyes flashing up to meet his. She says welcome back and continues reading her book.
More minutes pass by before Taemin lets out an audible sigh that makes Suzy stop lifting her cup to her lips half way, her eyebrow quirking curiously.
He shakes his head, trying to assure her in his own way that nothing was wrong, both hands waving at her innocently.
The corner of her lips tug slightly upward, her eyes twinkling in the dimly lit place. Taemin smiles too, his stomach containing a storm of butterflies.
They still have a long way to go, but he thinks he’s okay with being the awkward one.
a/n: err, so I'm not really sure what this is but it was a plot bunny that sprung up while I was procrastinating on studying. anyways, i have my SATs tomorrow and dkjfhhkhlfdl WHY AM I NOT STUDYING?! well, it's nearly 10:30PM so no point in doing that since i might as well sleep. oh, and homecoming is tomorrow night too. ah, so busy, busy, busy.