Comfort Zone (Drabble)
Title: Comfort Zone (Drabble)
Pairing: 2min
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Taemin’s comfort zone
Taemin POV
I managed to change the impression about myself in front of everyone else-I am 20 right now, aren’t I?
The spot lights went out on stage-I could hear the enthusiastic screaming from the fans that were obviously thrilled by whatever I’ve done; we’ve done. Jonghyun shifted his large palms from my wrist down to my upper back and patted me proudly.
“You’ve improved so much, Taemin!” I curled my lips up slightly and nodded.
“Yea… thanks.” It felt great when the spotlights were shining on us, almost intriguing when the spectators screamed at the moment he brushed his lips against mine. But what left a deeper impression on me were the nasty glares of the backstage staff that witnessed the entire scene. At that particular moment when I saw their faces, everything seemed so shameful and obscene. It was then when I lost all my pride about the decision I had made about my career, as an adult.
It wasn’t the first time and we did not really mind. Kissing wasn’t really a big deal, was it?
Key told me haughtily that I have to be someone that I’m proud to be and do thing that I’m not ashamed of.
Onew patted my back like an older brother, saying that he would trust me in everything that I plan to do.
Jonghyun stayed up with me for a couple of nights, listening to all my worries and assuring me that he would support me.
Minho. Minho did not do anything though; he was filming and he missed my birthday party. I wasn’t angry, but I was disappointed.
“Taemin, are you upset about the kiss?” Jonghyun knitted his eyebrows, “Sorry…”
“No… I’m fine, really.” I grinned at him and punched his muscular arm, “I just feel a little breathless. I will take a few minutes break.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yea. I am.” He was convinced that I was fine and walked towards the opposite direction of the backstage. Wandering around the backstage for a few seconds, I found a dark spot away from the watchful eyes of the staff and everyone else. Sitting down exasperatedly, I drew my knees closer to my chest and leaned against the wall behind me. Rivulets of tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes as I began to sob in silence-I was glad no one was here.
Resting my head between my knees, I suddenly felt a strong pair of arms around my trembling frame. As I reached my hand out to wipe the tears away, the person tugged it away and hugged me even closer to him.
“Just cry. Don’t even say sorry.” I realized it was Minho.
“I’m tired, I tried to act like I am okay. I tried to make my own decisions and I thought I was right. But-”
“But you’re not. I know, Taemin, I know.” He brought me closer to his chest and pressed his lips against the tears that were smeared on my face. “You don’t have to step out of the comfort zone till you’re ready, Taemin.”
Don’t you understand, Minho?
“Your arms are my comfort zone.” I mumbled
But will you be there to hold me?
“Then I will hold you, as long as you need me, Taemin.”
I looked up at him and smiled. Pecking me on my lips, I stood up and wiped the tears away from my face. I know… nothing else could be compared to him.
A/N: I feel really lost now, but there’s no one to hold me.