You're My Juliette
Title: You're My Juliette i couldn't think of anything witty okay
Pairing: 2min
Genre: fluff
Rating: G
Summary: Minho was alone in the room. He thought of everything that mattered to him and wrote a song. He knew he couldn't really write lyrics with a deep meaning into it but he tried his best. And Taemin called it cheesy. But he liked it like that.
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Sweet addiction, burning temptation; even though your lips are bitter poison.
They were recording for their new song and Minho never felt so into it. It's like he was actually saying -- or rapping, rather -- this to someone.
Even if I’m born again, only one person will shine brightly in my heart.
And he knew just who that someone was.
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"Hi, hyung," Taemin chimed in, gently opening their room door. Minho was alone in the room because the other three were busy recording SGB lolwhut. He instantly recognized that voice -- that oh-so-sweet voice that was music to his ears that he wanted to hear everyday-- and looked up. Taemin was smiling as he stared into Minho's eyes. They stared at each other for a few seconds until Minho looked away because he was getting lost in Taemin's eyes. He was afraid that maybe, he would be too attached to him. Taemin walked toward Minho.
"Oh, hyung, you never told me you could play the guitar," he said curiously. He was now beside Minho, their bodies just few inches away.
"Ah, yeah..yeah I can," Minho rattled. He squirmed in his position and began humming and strumming his guitar, trying to avoid conversation. The fact that their bodies were too close and that he could smell Taemin's breath -- which smelled of mint and strawberries -- was enough to make his heart palpitate.
"Eh..you wrote a song?" Taemin beamed, quickly grabbing the paper in front of Minho. He read the lyrics for a minute or so, then returned the paper back to its place.
"Wow, hyung..that was so..cheesy!" Taemin laughed. Minho smiled to hide his embarrassment.
Was it reallythatcheesy? he thought to himself.
"For who's is it?" Taemin pried.
You, Minho thought. But he couldn't just say that.
"It's for my..my.." Minho stuttered. He regretted answering the prying member. Taemin can't know. He just can't.
"It's for your..?" he asked curiously.
"My..my Juliet," Minho replied. He smiled at Taemin. The younger one just merely nodded.
"Your Juliet..." he said. "Is it me?" he asked jokingly, but there was also a hint of seriousness in his tone. It took Minho by surprise. Then a dorky smile formed on his face, unknowingly.
"Maybe..maybe not," he said enigmatically.
"If it were me...then I'd be the luckiest man alive," he wandered loudly, then pumped his fists up.
"You are, Taemin," Minho interjected. It's now or never, he thought. He looked at Taemin with a sincere, affectionate look in his eyes. Their eyes met then Taemin put his hands down. Minho held it, then squeezed it slightly.
"You are."
"Sing to me." Taemin shook the paper then touched the guitar.
Minho let go of his hand and began singing. Even his voice wasn't that great like Jjong's or Jinki's, he still sang. After all, he was singing to him and for him.
It's a song for you Taemin. My..my Juliette.
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A/N: I decided to put my note here because it would be too embarrassing if I put it on the intro lol. I wrote this fic while I was taking a dump, so yeah. OKAY SO I WRITE IN THE CR SO WHAT. XDD So, if you reached to this very end, CONGRATULATIONS!!! \o/ loool.
Pairing: 2min
Genre: fluff
Rating: G
Summary: Minho was alone in the room. He thought of everything that mattered to him and wrote a song. He knew he couldn't really write lyrics with a deep meaning into it but he tried his best. And Taemin called it cheesy. But he liked it like that.
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Sweet addiction, burning temptation; even though your lips are bitter poison.
They were recording for their new song and Minho never felt so into it. It's like he was actually saying -- or rapping, rather -- this to someone.
Even if I’m born again, only one person will shine brightly in my heart.
And he knew just who that someone was.
~~~~~~
"Hi, hyung," Taemin chimed in, gently opening their room door. Minho was alone in the room because the other three were busy recording SGB lolwhut. He instantly recognized that voice -- that oh-so-sweet voice that was music to his ears that he wanted to hear everyday-- and looked up. Taemin was smiling as he stared into Minho's eyes. They stared at each other for a few seconds until Minho looked away because he was getting lost in Taemin's eyes. He was afraid that maybe, he would be too attached to him. Taemin walked toward Minho.
"Oh, hyung, you never told me you could play the guitar," he said curiously. He was now beside Minho, their bodies just few inches away.
"Ah, yeah..yeah I can," Minho rattled. He squirmed in his position and began humming and strumming his guitar, trying to avoid conversation. The fact that their bodies were too close and that he could smell Taemin's breath -- which smelled of mint and strawberries -- was enough to make his heart palpitate.
"Eh..you wrote a song?" Taemin beamed, quickly grabbing the paper in front of Minho. He read the lyrics for a minute or so, then returned the paper back to its place.
"Wow, hyung..that was so..cheesy!" Taemin laughed. Minho smiled to hide his embarrassment.
Was it reallythatcheesy? he thought to himself.
"For who's is it?" Taemin pried.
You, Minho thought. But he couldn't just say that.
"It's for my..my.." Minho stuttered. He regretted answering the prying member. Taemin can't know. He just can't.
"It's for your..?" he asked curiously.
"My..my Juliet," Minho replied. He smiled at Taemin. The younger one just merely nodded.
"Your Juliet..." he said. "Is it me?" he asked jokingly, but there was also a hint of seriousness in his tone. It took Minho by surprise. Then a dorky smile formed on his face, unknowingly.
"Maybe..maybe not," he said enigmatically.
"If it were me...then I'd be the luckiest man alive," he wandered loudly, then pumped his fists up.
"You are, Taemin," Minho interjected. It's now or never, he thought. He looked at Taemin with a sincere, affectionate look in his eyes. Their eyes met then Taemin put his hands down. Minho held it, then squeezed it slightly.
"You are."
"Sing to me." Taemin shook the paper then touched the guitar.
Minho let go of his hand and began singing. Even his voice wasn't that great like Jjong's or Jinki's, he still sang. After all, he was singing to him and for him.
It's a song for you Taemin. My..my Juliette.
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A/N: I decided to put my note here because it would be too embarrassing if I put it on the intro lol. I wrote this fic while I was taking a dump, so yeah. OKAY SO I WRITE IN THE CR SO WHAT. XDD So, if you reached to this very end, CONGRATULATIONS!!! \o/ loool.